"Haha, Master, for the sake of the two young masters, please just calm down for a while and stop fighting. It's a grab. As long as the Queen has you in her heart, that's all. Why should you care so much about grudges in life?

many?"

Listening to Ran Qingchen's resolute and serious words, Lingwan understood that Ran Qingchen took this matter very seriously.

But taking it seriously doesn't mean it can change anything.

In the court far away from the valley, the Queen is absent from the court every day, and all court affairs are handled by Mo Yuzhuang alone.

Today's Mo Yuzhuang is the real master who controls the world of Dahuang. No one can easily reverse this situation.[

Good things, good directions, just think about it and forget it. Don't rush forward, otherwise, it will only be broken and no one will get what they want.

"No argument? Your master, I don't want to lie alone in the stone, just like those unmarked graves in the cemetery. How sad? I can't meet Yan'er face to face in life, shouldn't I be able to meet Yan'er's soul after death?

Are you dependent on each other? If so, I might as well let my soul wander away, I won’t have any thoughts, and I won’t feel any distress.”

The cemetery in the valley is shrouded in pine green all year round, with a heavy and solemn atmosphere.

At any moment, Mu Yun appears kind and gloomy.

It seemed that at any moment a downpour would fall, or thick snowflakes like velvet flowers would drift.

In an instant, the entire cemetery collapsed.

Everything is destroyed.

inexplicable

It makes people feel restless and restless.

Pursing her thin lips, Ran Qingchen looked back at the cemetery that was getting further away, with a sad and desolate look in her eyes.

He really didn't want to be buried in that deep and silent cemetery by Mo Yuzhuang when he grew old.

Now he is talking to those who have died, but when he passes away, who else will be like him, talking to him here every day?

Don't be like those few poems that Ran Mofeng recited to him.

"If you die today, you will be buried. I don't know when you will be buried. If you are buried with flowers today, people will laugh like idiots. Who will be buried next year?"

He doesn't want such a tragic result, even if he dies

"Master is really talking more and more nonsense now. Are the people who come to the cemetery all the time become worried? Master, after listening to Lingwan's advice, it is better to visit the cemetery less often in the future and spend more time with him.

It’s also good to accompany the two young masters and the Seventh Prince. You can’t be alone all the time, or you’ll get tired.”

Lingwan stood with Ran Qingchen on the path away from the cemetery, listening to the unfounded sorrow in Ran Qingchen's words, and gradually became worried in her heart.

His master, there's no good way to kill time, but to stay in a horrible place like a cemetery?

As time goes by, if you always stay alone in front of the tomb, your thoughts will become confused, which is almost like Mu Guifu.[

Since the moment Mu Guifu learned the news of the Queen's death in Gui'an, except for a brief period of sobriety on the day of the Queen's funeral, Mu Guifu has not been awake again.

Shortly after the Queen's funeral, she heard that Mu Guifu had been sent to Tianxue Ya by Emperor Mo to wait for Mu Guifu's master and junior brother to return from traveling around the mountains and rivers to treat dementia. The accompanying team included many royal officials with superb medical skills in the palace.

Doctors are responsible for personal care.

I don’t know how Mu Guifu is doing now and whether he has gotten better now.

Lingwan was very worried that her master would become like Mu Guifu, and then two people with the same world would appear in Tianxueya.
Chapter completed!