"Master, you will not die. I have asked Lightning to beg the Lord. As long as she is willing to take action, you will be fine," Lei Ming said.
"Although Shangguan Hongye has excellent medical skills, he is not a fairy, and my illness is difficult to be cured by a fairy." Baili Feng said lightly, "Is there any news about her?"
Lei Ming shook his head.
"I understand, please go out."
Baili Feng said, in fact, he has always taken death very lightly, but he is a little unwilling and a little regretful to let him die now, at least waiting for him to arrange everything...
At this time, another gust of wind blew over and disturbed the rice paper in the room. Baili Feng closed her eyes.
It's very cold this summer.
The cicadas outside were chirping, and there was also the sound of cloth rubbing through the air. Baili Feng's long eyelashes moved slightly:
"Dream book?"
"You are still so awesome." Meng Shu smiled, "I have sent that little girl named Qian Shui to her uncle for you."
"Thank you." Baili Feng said.
Meng Shu was stunned for a moment. After so many years of contact with Bai Lifeng, this was the first time she heard him say thank you to her, and she was filled with emotions for a moment.
After a long time, she laughed again:
"Suddenly I felt that something the ancients said was particularly true."
"What?"
"When a man is about to die, his words are also good!"
Meng Shu smiled as he spoke, and Baili Feng also laughed. He smiled softly, but she felt the corners of her eyes were a little sore. When she wanted to control it, she found that tears were streaming down her face.
"Dream Book, I'm not dead yet, how can you mourn in advance?" Baili Feng looked at the dream book with a half-smile.
"I'm not crying! Aren't you allowed to shed tears just because there is sand in your eyes?"
Meng Shu wiped her eyes angrily and said:
"Bailifeng, you have done many bad things over the years, and countless people have died tragically at your hands. After you die, I will set off fireworks on behalf of their families to celebrate."
"She said that not only did I have to release it myself, but I also took Qian Shui to release it together to celebrate the death of her father."
As the dream book spoke, tears kept flowing from his eyes. Baili Feng didn't speak. He just sat motionless, looking down at Yi Jiangxue's portrait.
He said in his heart: Xueer, where are you? I miss you so much.
"Ah sneeze——"
Yi Jiangxue was reading a book in the study room of Murong Family's Green Lake Orchid Waterside Pavilion.
"What? You caught a cold?" Lu Zhu looked at her with concern, "I think you should go back and rest first. When the young master comes back, I will have someone go and notify you."
"It's okay, it's just that my nose suddenly feels uncomfortable."
Yi Jiangxue smiled. He wanted something from Murong Peilan, so naturally she had to wait for him to come back in person to show her sincerity. After all, she and Murong Peilan were not related.
At this time, footsteps came from outside. Lu Zhu said "Young Master is back" and stood up from the chair to greet her. Seeing this, Yi Jiangxue quickly stood up with her. When she turned around, she saw Murong Peilan walking in from outside.
.
"See Young Master."
Yi Jiangxue and Lu Zhu bowed together.
"No need to be polite, just keep doing your own thing."
Murong Peilan seemed to be in a good mood. He sat down on the pearwood chair and saw Hongying bringing tea over. Luzhu stepped forward and took the tea cup from Hongying and handed it to him.
"What did you read today?"
Murong Peilan asked casually, except for Murong Peilan, there is probably no other person in the world who would be so gentle to his subordinates. To be precise, Murong Peilan is very gentle to everyone.
"I picked out a copy of the Sixth Patriarch's Altar Sutra at random," Luzhu said.
"Oh? What do you think?" Murong Peilan asked casually.
"My subordinates are very talented and have little knowledge. I can only recognize a few words. I don't have any insights." When Lu Zhu said this, he suddenly looked at Yi Jiangxue, remembering that she had been waiting for the young master all day, and said, "Master got it a few days ago.
Some wine from the Western Regions has also been sent to us at Youlan Waterside Pavilion. Hongying, please come with me and bring it to the young master for a taste."
"Okay." Hongying is a smart person, so she naturally understands Luzhu's intention.
Murong Peilan watched Hongying and Luzhu leave with a slight smile on his lips. He was indeed in a good mood today. In this case, if he asked, the success rate would be much higher.
Yi Jiangxue was thinking about what to say when she saw Murong Peilan's eyes suddenly fell on her. His eyes were as gentle as water, unlike Baili Feng who always had a hint of coolness. Thinking of Baili Feng, Yi Jiang
Xue's heart ached again...
Baili Feng, do you know that you killed your biological daughter?
Thinking of this, the hatred in her eyes became even stronger. When Murong Peilan saw it, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a little more. His smile was even a little weird...
"Young Master, can I ask you something?"
Yi Jiangxue finally spoke. She was a little nervous. She really didn't know what would happen if Murong Peilan rejected her... Is she going to sneak out of Murong Mansion to find Liuchuan? What about Qian Shui's revenge? These days
, the scene of Qian Shui's body being hung on the city wall would always appear in her mind...
Baili Feng, how can you hate me so much?
Qian Shui is just a child. Even if she kidnapped you, you shouldn't treat her like this...
And Rukawa, if Baili Feng finds him, will he end up like this?
"It seems that if I don't help you find your son, you won't be able to work for me with peace of mind."
Murong Peilan stood up from the chair, came to Yi Jiangxue, and looked at her condescendingly, with a smile on her lips, and her clear eyes seemed to have understood everything.
In this respect, he is very similar to Baili Feng. They can always know what is in your heart before you even look at it.
"Don't worry, your son is in a very safe place now. He is very well." Murong Peilan said.
"You mean...Rukawa is still...alive?"
Yi Jiangxue's black and white eyes stared motionlessly at Murong Peilan, her voice trembling.
"Well, alive." Murong Peilan smiled.
"Where is he now?" Yi Jiangxue stepped forward, grabbed Murong Peilan with great excitement and asked.
Murong Peilan frowned, and Yi Jiangxue realized that she was holding his hand, and she quickly took it away.
"Sorry, I lost my temper."
Murong Peilan was a Buddhist and he always abided by the ethics.
"It's okay, you're just too excited, that's understandable." Murong Peilan said, and he unfolded the folding fan again with a graceful manner.
"It is not convenient for me to tell you the whereabouts of your son at the moment, but I can swear by my personality, Murong Peilan, that he is in a very safe place now and is being taken care of very well." Murong Peilan said.