New Year's Eve was originally a good day for family reunion, but it became the grave of Yue Yun and others. On that day, they were brutally and mercilessly killed by Qin Hui. If Fengrou and Gong had not gone to Wanfo Temple, they would also have been killed on that day.

Kill him! Fortunately, God still has some good virtues, and did not completely wipe out the Yue family, but still left a trace of incense.

After paying their respects, Xiao Qiao and Wan Xin were about to go down the mountain. When they arrived in the capital, it was already dark and they couldn't make the journey at night, so they had to stay at the inn first and then set off back to the village tomorrow. Passing by Zhu's house

When he was in the embroidery workshop, Xiao Qiao felt a little melancholy and helpless. The embroidery workshop that had been closed was

Now that the shop has reopened, it is indeed a happy event. Xiao Qiao looked at the half-open door and wanted to go in several times to take a look, but she never took that step. She no longer had any relationship with the Zhu family.

To her, the third young master of the Zhu family was already a distant past.

"What's wrong? You want Qinghan again? If you want to go in and take a look, just go in!" Wan Xin smiled and patted her shoulder. Xiao Qiao smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I'm not going in.

! This place has nothing to do with me anymore! Auntie, I didn’t miss him, I just had some feelings today! I didn’t expect it to be able to reopen, so I thought too much for a while!" He frowned again.

, it seemed that she heard the sound of swords dancing inside, as if someone was practicing martial arts inside. The sound of swords and the slight scolding sound were somewhat similar to Qinghan. Suddenly, she seemed to smell the smell of Qinghan.

. Listening carefully again, the sound disappeared again. Xiao Qiao sighed melancholy, thinking it was just his hallucination. It had been a month since he left Zhu's house, and he didn't know what was going on there.

"Xiao Qiao! Is that you?" came a familiar inquiry from behind. Xiao Qiao trembled, turned around slowly, and saw Zhao Yuanfeng standing opposite, wearing a white tooth shirt and holding a hand

His most cherished sandalwood fan, he never seems to forget to take it with him wherever he goes.

"Yuanfeng, why is it you?" Xiao Qiao was also a little surprised and looked at Yuanfeng indifferently. The last time they met was when they were young, and it has been four months today. At that time, she was
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