Su Mo slowly squatted down, and the strength of her whole body could no longer support her heavy mood.

Bei Chenfeng immediately squatted down, looking at her like this, he was extremely distressed.

"Let's go back, you should be aware of the damage you have caused to yourself with such emotions."

Su Mo didn't say anything about her pregnancy here, and he didn't want to say it first.

After all, it's your own business.

Su Mo was still squatting there, covering her face with her hands.

Tears, like this rain, can't be stopped.

Zhong Yinian saw Su Mo like this, regardless of the big president standing on the side, he walked over directly.

"Su Mo."

She didn't know how to comfort her, just like she didn't know how to comfort Pei Muchen.

"Don't be sad, he doesn't want to see you like this."

Su Mo raised his head and looked at his photo in the distance.

"yes."

Su Mo quickly put away her tears, although her face was still very bad, she was no longer as desperate as she was at the beginning.

She wants to live well, she has known this for a long time.

It's just that when you stand here, your emotions are inevitably a little out of control.

"Guards with knives, take me away first."

Bei Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, is this really good?

Seeing the tears on her face, he could only bend down and pick her up, and turned around to leave this side directly.

In the distance, the black-and-white photo of the emperor's military uniform was still hanging there.

His face has righteousness and extraordinary majesty.

Everything, in the face of death, is all cracked.

Zhong Yinian and Pei Muchen walked in together and attended his funeral.

The funeral was simple, and soon everybody went to the cemetery.

Huangfu Ziyan was not buried in the place where he should be buried, but in a tomb that had been bought a long time ago.

This tomb was bought long ago when he entered the army.

When you think about it, it seems ironic.

Pei Muchen didn't say a word from beginning to end, and after the funeral, he brought Zhong Yinian back with an expressionless face.

He sat on the couch and just looked ahead.

"Uncle."

Zhong Yinian sat beside him and reached out to wrap his arms around his neck.

"Don't be sad, I'll be sad too."

As she spoke, she hugged him tightly.

"Uncle, let's go out for a walk together, let's go to the garden, okay?"

Zhong Yinian looked at Pei Muchen with a hopeful face.

Pei Muchen turned his head and looked at her little face.

After a long time, he reached out and touched her cheek.

"Go yourself, good."

With that, he turned and went upstairs......

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Zhong Yinian sat on the sofa, clasping his knees with his hands, looking unhappy.

She won't comfort people, Uncle Pei is still so sad, she has no choice but to wait for him to get better.

Jin Fu walked into the living room and saw her sitting on the sofa and sighed slightly.

"Young grandma, don't be too sad, the young master is too sad to ......"

He saw the scene just now.

Zhong Yinian raised a smile on his face and nodded.

"I'm not sad, I'm just helpless, I can't help him."

Zhong Yinian's frustrated appearance is particularly distressing.

Jin Fu walked over and reached out to put the fruit plate down.

Zhong Yinian just glanced at it and didn't eat it.

"Young grandma, why don't you go out and buy something for the young master, if you buy a gift for the young master, maybe he will be in a good mood."

Jin Fu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he gave Zhong Yi an idea.