In the next few days, Gu Ziyan lived in Changle Palace as a little Xuzi.

Because he did things smoothly, his aunt Qinglang was very satisfied with him.

However, since that day, he has never seen Jiang Yi again.

She rarely goes out, she always lives in the palace. Gu Ziyan has seen her several times from afar.

However, without her summons, he had no chance to get close to him, and he was even a mute.

Until that day, she asked someone to move out all the books in the side hall, and today's day is good.

He stood outside the hall and Jiang Yi saw him, "You are reading books here, don't have to go in and help."

He nodded and stood respectfully.

Jiang Yi struggled to open a box.

He hesitated for a moment and wanted to go over and help, she waved her hand at him, "It's okay, I'm okay."

Gu Ziyan looked at Jiang Yi's body like an old man and stinged his eyes. Did Chu Shuo marry her and treat her like this?

These days, he had never seen Chu Shuo come to Changle Palace.

This is not a confinement, what is it?

Finally, Jiang Yi opened the box.

"Come on, Xiao Xuzi, come and help me take out the painting inside."

Gu Ziyan paused and stepped forward to take out all the paintings in the box.

"There is an inkstone there. You open the paintings and let the paintings bask in the sun with me."

Gu Ziyan lowered his head and opened it as he said.

When he opened the first picture, his body froze, and Jiang Yi next to him asked, "What's wrong?"

He shook his head stiffly, and slowly opened all the paintings.

Every picture there is him, he was in a wheelchair when he was full of energy.

She pointed to the one at his hand, "Take this one for me."

Gu Ziyan picked up the portrait at hand. It was like he was sitting in a wheelchair, with a lifeless and full of resentment.

But Jiang Yi took the portrait and put it next to her, "Look, is it good?"

He nodded slightly.

"I also think it looks good. Ayan doesn't like basking in the sun. If I take him to bathe with him, he won't be unhappy."

Jiang Yi had a smile on his lips, comfortable and happy.

Gu Ziyan couldn't breathe in pain. He looked at the smile on the corner of Jiang Yi's mouth, and he wanted to rush forward and hug her.

His head hurts and his vision is blurred. Jiang Yi's figure gradually disappears in front of him.

When he opened his eyes again, he walked out of the room and the environment outside changed.

Gu Ziyan's eyes shrank slightly, this is the Xinwang Mansion?!

He walked slowly outward, and he walked along the path towards Langyuan.

But no one could see him along the way, and even one or two servants passed through him directly.

Gu Ziyan raised his hand and looked at his body. It turned out that he was a transparent body.

He put down his arm and continued to walk towards Langyuan.

At the entrance of Langyuan, Xue Qing'er stood at the door, "Cousin, please eat something. If my uncle knows you are like this, he will feel uncomfortable."

Only then did Gu Ziyan realize that the mansion was actually covered with white silk.

He paused and walked towards the front yard.

The closer he got to the front yard, the clearer he could see. The coffin lying in the mourning hall and the words on the tablet in front of the coffin made him breathless.

It turns out that Xue Qing'er is right.

In his previous life, he ended up in such a miserable state.

He cheered up and walked back.

Xue Qing'er was still standing there and still moving, and she seemed like a sculpture.

He walked through the courtyard gate and entered the room. In the corner of the dark room, he was full of dying energy.

It was him, not him.
Chapter completed!