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    "When the entourage returned to the mansion, it was not yet dawn, and he expected his father to be asleep, so he only planned to take a look at it quietly, leave a letter before leaving, and he would not leave without saying goodbye.

    "But the moment he walked into the small courtyard, lights suddenly lit up all around, and two figures stood straight opposite him, one was his father, and the other was the young master.

    "I don't know when this matter was known to them, but I just saw the old father looking at him with tears in his eyes, and his eyes met each other. Suddenly, his father knelt down at him, and the old man said tearfully'  You stay'."

    The ink on the gorgeous autumn night on the table has dried up, and the old man rolled it up bit by bit.

    "At that time, he was young and vigorous, and he was somewhat decisive to put all his eggs in one basket for the confidante, but this kneeling made him somewhat shaken.

    "The father of the entourage was rescued by the old man. Because of the shelter of the master, their family can have what it is today. A man must not forget his roots, and he must not be disloyal or unfilial.

    "While he was struggling in his heart and was in a dilemma, the young master who had been expressionless fell to the ground without any warning.

    "The young master was originally weak, but this time he became more seriously ill and lay unconscious on the bed. The only time he woke up was when he vomited a mouthful of blood, held his hand, and cried out more than once."  Yu Gui, I can't live without you'."

    Having said that, he finally appeared a little dazed, holding the painting scroll wrapped in oilcloth, and looking at the heavy night outside the door.

    "When I was young, I saw with my own eyes that the young master could no longer hold the pen. No matter how hard he tried, the lines on the paper were still hard to see. He dropped countless cups, tore countless pieces of drawing paper, and gave up on himself all day long.  Wine soothes sorrow.

    "Out of sympathy for heroes, I boasted that I would become his hands and paint all over the world for him.

    "Thus, when I heard the young master say that, I had to feel ashamed."

    Yang Jin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "So, you stayed?"

    "A gentleman promises to keep his promise for the rest of his life. I reneged on my word and got fat." The elder nodded lightly, "The matter of the Jiaofang Secretary was quietly suppressed by the Murong family.  The whereabouts of people, but there is still no audio."

    "Thinking that it has been decades, she should be somewhere in the world right now, living a good life"

    The lights are flickering, this story is long and full of ups and downs, and it is told by two different people with different feelings.  Wen Qian sat in the same place with mixed emotions, the annoyance that filled her heart at the beginning, but now it has been fragmented to nothing.

    She couldn't tell whether it was the person in front of her who was at fault or Murong Hongwen was at fault. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that each was to blame, but when she really thought about it, it seemed that everyone had a share in their unavoidable difficulties.

    If Murong Hongwen doesn't stop Mr. Guihong, then he can stay and fly with Tang Po.

    However, Mr. Gui Hong, who abandoned his father and betrayed his promise, is a person who can be entrusted to him for life?

    Taking a step back, if Mr. Gui Hong hadn't rescued Tang Po, all these entanglements would not have happened.

    But in that case, Tang Po would have to be trapped in the brothel for the rest of her life, waiting to be sick and die early.

    So, is Tang Po wrong?  If she hadn't been so persistent in waiting for someone, she might be married now, with a whole family of children and grandchildren.

    Wen Qian felt as if she had fallen into a vicious circle where no matter how much she pondered, she would not get any results. She thought about it left and right, racked her brains, and finally realized a sense of powerlessness in her heart that "there is a definite number in the dark".

    I wanted to ask, but do you still think about her?

    But when I glanced at the lush crabapple bushes from the corner of my eye, I realized that it didn't matter whether I asked or not.

    Long life and death have been separated for many years, and there is an oath between two hearts.

    The candlelight on the table exploded into a lantern, and the elder put the scroll into the brocade box and handed it to Yang Jin, "I wanted to bring this painting into the coffin, but since I have a destiny with you, I will give it to you."  gone."

    Just as Yang Jin was about to decline, he had already stuffed it in, turned his head to the window and sighed softly: "This Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is actually my idea."

    "More than 20 years ago, due to various reasons, I stopped writing. Probably because the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River were too gentle. When I arrived in Guangling, for some reason, I suddenly developed some youthful impulsesMiss Wen, I'm sorry.  "

    Previously, he was still lamenting his helplessness, but when he suddenly mentioned this matter, Wen Qian's anger was drawn out.

    "Your old man is really calm. If it weren't for your 'young impulsiveness', then Murong Hongwen would have found an opportunity.The sparks from the explosion sizzled the still vibrant vegetation on the ground, the beams of the house collapsed, and there were rumbles one after another, and the noisy fireworks covered up some subtle movements.

    The crabapple bushes were stepped on a series of winding footprints.

    "So that's how it is" The man sighed contentedly, "I should have known"

    Clear tears slowly slid down her old and wrinkled cheeks, and she still had a gratified smile in her eyes in her dying years, "Mr. Gui Hong, he will not be a person who keeps his word."

    Murong Haitang, who woke up at some time, stood in front of the scorching sea of ??flames, her eyes were no longer clear but shining brightly. At this moment, she was no longer insane, nor crazy, as if she was more than ever.  wide awake.

    Wen Qian looked at the back in front of her, and she had a bad feeling. She struggled to get up, and called out: "Mother-in-law!"

    The smoke filled the air.

    Carrying the dust of Mars, it flew past in sight.

    The moment Murong Haitang stepped on the stone steps, the roiling heat wave lifted up the dry and messy silver threads.

    She seems to have returned to many years ago.

    Dressed in splendid clothes, with black hair like a waterfall, the walking shaker hanging by the ears jingled.

    The bright moon above the head is gentle and moving. In the Yanle Hutong in the capital, exquisite lanterns pass through the street. There are bead curtains and embroidered houses everywhere, brothels and painting pavilions, flutes and drums are noisy, and silk and bamboo are lingering.

    At that time, she hadn't aged yet, nor had she been greedy for love. She had a peerless appearance, sitting on the high platform of Jiaofangsi, holding a pipa in her arms and singing softly.  Seeing countless people fall for her and spend a lot of money.

    In the raging fire, a slender and long voice suddenly floated out: "Go home¡ª¡ª"

    It seemed that there was a slender and exquisite person standing on the steps, his low and gentle tone was covered by the wooden beams crashing down, and the scorching air that was blown up forced Wen Qian to raise his hands to cover his face.

    "Drunk in Guanshan has a long dream.

    "Looking at the misty white clouds and the vast clear water.

    "Looking back, the bright moon turns into frost"

    This popular tune was chanted in her mouth repeatedly, and then drifted in the air.

    "Wen Qian, come back!"

    Yang Jin suddenly reached out to grab her arm, and the sudden explosion knocked them both away. The flimsy house was overwhelmed and collapsed beyond recognition. Yang Jin hugged Wen Qian several times before he stopped.

    The crabapple flowers in the courtyard were affected by the fish in the pond, and the bright petals withered quickly under the burning.

    Wen Qian broke away from his arms, her gaze was almost fixed on the sea of ??flames, the continuous explosions scattered the flints everywhere, and wiped a bloodstain on her cheek, but she didn't notice it either.

    Suddenly, as if she had come to her senses, Wen Qian stood up and was about to run forward, but Yang Jin quickly grabbed her: "Don't go, it's too late!"

    She couldn't listen, and tried to push him away, but Yang Jin had no choice but to reach out and hug her tightly.

    "Murong Hongwen prepared a lot of explosives inside, you will die if you go in like this, Wen Qian!"

    She froze for a moment, her limbs didn't seem to be in control, she was still pulled by him to retreat step by step, she just stared at the fire, and then she let out a mournful cry without any warning.

    Yang Jin's heart tightened when he heard this, but he finally gritted his teeth, grabbed her waist mercilessly, and hurried forward.

    Although the small wooden house has become ruins, the sound of explosions continues, the back road has been cut off, and there is only an unfathomable lake on the opposite side, and the surface of the lake is shimmering with fireworks.

    The pond in the villa is a source of running water. This place is on the mountainside, and there must be a waterway connected to it. Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, plunged into it with Wen Qian, and flowed along the water.

    The fireworks behind it rushed straight into the clouds, and the flames jumping all over the ground were thousands of blooming crabapples.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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