I can't hide, I can't forget, it's her.

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In the outer courtyard of the Yan Garden, the old servant came out to deliver tea tremblingly, and when he saw Dust Feng sitting there, he said, "I just passed by and I took a look inside, Xianjun went to the yard alone to replant Yan Lan, or I will go and help." ”

When Chen Feng heard this, he was not surprised, but just stopped: "Uncle, don't help, Master only wants to do this by himself." ”

"With so many trees, how can Xianjun be busy alone?" The old servant was a little worried.

"I don't care, these trees were planted by the master one by one, and now they need to be repaired, and the master will not ask anyone to help." Dusty Feng said.

"Hey......" the old servant sighed when he heard this, "It's a pity that Mrs. Han Yan died too early, Xianjun is so affectionate to her, how happy she should be if she lives." ”

When Dusty Feng heard this, Fan Lingshu's face involuntarily appeared in his mind, and he was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook his head to shake off her appearance.

The master and the Fan Lingshu are different people, but the master seems to be a little unclear.

He sometimes looked at the eyes of Fan Lingshu as if he were looking at his wife, which made them very worried.

"Uncle, don't mention your master in front of your master, so as not to make him sad." Dusty Maple instructed.

"Don't worry, I know."

At night, Yanyuan lit up and waited, after Mu Hanyan died, Luo Ci went back to Luxiantai, and before leaving, he instructed that no matter whether there was anyone or not, Yanyuan must be lit up at night, and everywhere should be lit.

As if it was specifically for someone to come back.

Luo Ci rarely came back, and the old servant Zhang Luo asked the cook to make a few good dishes, and let Chenfeng personally bring them in.

The destroyed Yanlan in the inner courtyard has been replanted and connected, but it is not as vibrant as it used to be.

Dusty Feng pushed open the door of the study, but didn't see Luo Ci, so he pushed open the inner door of the study, walked into the room, and sure enough, he saw Luo Ci sitting on the bed in the room, stunned.

I had never seen Master like this, Dusty Feng was flustered and distressed, and went up with the food and said, "Master, eat something while it's hot." ”

Luo sat steadily, as if he hadn't heard him at all.

Chenfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Master, these dishes are all my master's favorite dishes, you can try them." ”

Luo Ci's unwavering eyes moved slightly, and he said lightly: "Let it go." ”

Dusty Feng put down the tray, but didn't go out, hesitated for a moment and knelt down in front of Luo Ci, "Master, my mother has passed away, and you have to accept the reality." ”

Luo Ci whispered: "She's still alive." ”

"Master." Dust Feng's tears fell suddenly, "You can't do this, if Senior Lady knows, she will be very sad." ”

"She's not going to be sad." Luo said self-deprecatingly, where would she be sad? After she deceived him and took revenge on him, she walked away in style, pretending that nothing had happened.

She hated him to the point where it was impossible to turn back.

"Master!" Chenfeng cried and said, "My mother is really gone, she is buried in Xuanyue Kingdom, and we will go to sweep her grave tomorrow......"

Luo Ci stood up suddenly, pressing one hand his chest, as if enduring some great pain, his eyebrows were tightly frowned.

This startled Dusty Feng, he stood up and was about to support Luo Ci, but was pushed away, and then Luo Ci stumbled out of the door, a cold light flashed, and he disappeared.