Ye Lan looked at the direction of his back where he left, and couldn't help but hook his lips and shake his head.

This brother of hers.

What a naughty little guy.

People are small and big.

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Shen Shizhong (4 p.m.).

The afternoon sun is still hot.

It's even hotter than at noon.

The air and the ground were hot and dry, and there was no trace of yesterday's rain everywhere.

......

Ye Jinlan took the delicate embroidered mandarin duck playing in the water purse, quietly left the city guarding the city from the back door of the city guard, and came to Youyue City.

He entered and exited the city of Youyue, all the way unimpeded.

Because he had the free access pass that the lord's brother had given him.

But.

The elder brother of the city lord is no longer there......

As long as he thought of this, Xiao Jinlan's heart was lost and depressed for no reason.

Brother of the city lord, what a good person.

......

Brother of the city lord.

That personable, gentle, and elegant young man.

He is gentle, attentive, and considerate.

Such a good person.

How can people say that if they are not there, they will not be there......

"Brother City Lord, this purse, I want to give it to you for Sister Lan Xi. ”

Xiao Jinlan pinched the purse of the delicate embroiderer mandarin duck playing in the water that she had coquettishly begged from Ye Lanxi, and stood in front of the coffin in the mourning hall with a complicated expression.

He stood there for a few seconds.

Pursing his lips, his little face was tensed, he was silent, and he raised his foot to push the lid of the coffin.

It's a pity.

He tried to push it a few times, but he couldn't push the lid.

At this time, Qian Cangqiong stepped in from outside the mourning hall and shouted: "Jinlan, what are you doing, the city lord is already dead, you still want to disturb him?"

"No, master, not such a ......"

Xiao Jinlan turned around, looked at Qiancang who was walking towards him with a serious face, and the little hand holding the purse was raised and spread out, and explained in a low voice: "Master, Jinlan, Jinlan just wants to give this purse to the city lord's brother for Sister Lanxi." ”

Hearing his words, Qiancang's figure was slightly stunned.

Ye Jinlan cautiously squinted his eyes to see his reaction.

"Master?"

"Hmm. ”

Qian Cangqiong stood still an arm's length away from Xiao Jinlan.

His gaze was complicated, and he stayed on the small purse with a delicate embroidered mandarin duck playing in the water on Xiao Jinlan's spread out hand for a few seconds.

Mandarin ducks playing in the water......

"Jinlan, do you know what the meaning of this thing in your hand is?" asked Qianqiong in a solemn voice.

"Jinlan doesn't know," Ye Jinlan's small hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were firm and abnormal: "However, Jinlan just wants to give it to the city lord's brother on behalf of Sister Lanxi." ”

Thousand Firmaments frowned and said nothing.

After pondering for a long time, he stepped forward and pushed open the lid of the coffin with one palm.

"Thank you, thank you, master......"

Xiao Jinlan jumped on the spot excitedly, quickly approached the coffin, put the delicate embroidery purse in his hand into the coffin, and stuffed it into Wen Ruchu's hand.

"Big brother of the city lord, this purse is very beautiful, it is my sister Dai Lanxi......"

"Oh no, no, no,"

Xiao Jinlan changed his words and told a big lie: "It's Sister Lan Xi who wants to give it to you, that's it, that's right! Sister Lan Xi gave it to you! The purse was bought by Sister Lan Xi, so it's Sister Lan Xi who gave it to you!"

......

Perhaps, Xiao Jinlan will never know what kind of crisis his little lie will bring to the Six Realms outside the Three Thousand Worlds derived from this flower one day in the future.