After entering, he led Ling Xiaotian to the courtyard. At the pavilion in the courtyard, he saw a woman in green clothes, stroking a jade piano, gently playing beautiful music. The old woman wanted to shout, but Ling Xiaotian stopped her. He shook his head and said
I listened to the whole song next to me. The feeling of longing in the song contains a touch of sadness, hope, hope, and blessing. This song contains the woman's mood at this time. Needless to say, the old friend she is thinking about is either a relative or a friend.
, the person who can make her shed tears may be her relatives.
"Miss, you miss me again." The old lady walked over, feeling very distressed. Obviously, this kind of scene would not be rare.
"No, Aunt Mei, are there any guests?" Yang Qingyu turned around, with a delicate look that moved Ling Xiaotian's heart. First, he didn't expect the woman to be beautiful, and second, he didn't expect to be so weak, as if he was drowning in a breath, speaking.
He is energetic and his eyes are distracted.
"Hello, Miss Yang." Ling Xiaotian cupped his hands.
"Young master, please move to the driving hall to speak." When Yang Qingyu stood up and walked past Ling Xiaotian, a scent of fragrance floated by. Ling Xiaotian's expression was shocked. He had never smelled such a fragrance before. It was like the fragrance of flowers and fruit flowers.
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Please take a seat!
"please."
"I don't know what the young master is calling for." Yang Qingyu looked at Ling Xiaotian with ripples in her eyes, as if there was no life in her eyes anymore, which made people feel distressed.
"Mr. Yang asked me to come see the young lady and give him a few words." Ling Xiaotian said.
"My dad, he is still alive." Yang Qingyu's eyes finally regained some sparkle.
"Well, I met him in Wanbi Chongyuan District." Ling Xiaotian said.
"Is my dad okay?"
"Okay, he asked me to tell you that you don't have to think about him, and that you should complete your life-long tasks early so that you can see the little one when he comes back."
"Is that all my dad said?"
"Well, that's all, but let me bring you something back, a dowry for you when we get married." After Ling Xiaotian finished speaking, he took out the ancient jade pendant.
Yang Qingyu took it and saw the word "Yang" written on it. It was the jade pendant worn by his father. He immediately shed tears of excitement. However, he soon felt that something was wrong. There was no reason why the young master in front of him would not come back together.
Just at this time, Ling Xiaotian stood up to say goodbye, which made her even more suspicious.
"Sir, please stay."
"Is there anything else wrong, Miss Yang?"
"Aunt Mei, please help me make a pot of tea." Yang Qingyu asked the old woman beside him to leave. After she left, he said, "Did something happen to my father?"
"No."
"You don't have to lie to me. My father said that the jade pendant will be with me in life and death, because my mother gave it to me. He has always kept it in his body. If there is an accident, he will not take it out. If he gave it to me, he would give it to me before he left.
I'm sorry, tell me the truth, I can bear it." Yang Qingyu said.
"Why do you think so? He wanted you to finish all the important things in your life. He was afraid that you wouldn't believe what I said, so he asked me to pass it on." Ling Xiaotian said.
"But why didn't my father come out with the young master?"
"Miss, that's the gravity zone. Just because I can pass it doesn't mean your dad can pass it too. The gravity doubles with every step he takes. No one can help him. He can only rely on himself. Don't worry, it won't take a hundred years for your dad to pass.
Come out." Ling Xiaotian said.[
"Is that really true?"
"Well, it's absolutely true. Miss, let go of your heart and find your own happiness. To be honest, I felt bad for you when I saw the way you looked just now. Wouldn't your father feel even more distressed if he saw it? You must know how to treat yourself well. You must know how to treat yourself well.
Okay, I'm happy, your father can feel it." Ling Xiaotian said.
"Thank you, sir! Haven't you asked me your name yet?"
"My surname is Ling, take care, Miss." Ling Xiaotian couldn't bear to see her pitiful look. He was afraid that his love would overflow with sympathy and he didn't know what kind of things he would do.
"Sir, you are lying." Yang Qingyu, who originally believed Ling Xiaotian's words, found that there was a trace of blood on the jade pendant. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't find it. How could there be blood if nothing happened.
"I didn't." Ling Xiaotian couldn't bear to look back. He didn't know why Yang Qingyu concluded that he thought what he did was flawless.
"Has something happened to my father?" Yang Qingyu asked, her delicate body trembling at this time.
"Miss Yang, why don't you believe what I say?" Ling Xiaotian turned around and saw that Yang Qingyu had tears streaming down her face. He was stunned for a moment, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yang Qingyu.
"You really lied to me." Yang Qingyu said and fell back. Ling Xiaotian quickly hugged her. After hugging her, she realized how light this girl was. She was over 1.7 meters tall but less than 80 kilograms. She was seriously lacking in nutrition.
Ling Xiaotian picked him up, and Aunt Mei rushed over at this time.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"She fainted. Where is the lady's room?"
"Oh, sir, please come with me." Aunt Mei put down the teapot and led Ling Xiaotian to the room. After putting the person down, Ling Xiaotian took her pulse. The five internal organs in the body had been retracted. This woman was suffering from chronic "sex".
suicide".
"Aunt Mei, I'll give you a prescription. You go to Yueji Alchemy Hall to get the medicine." After Ling Xiaotian finished speaking, he came to the desk next to him. There were many calligraphy and paintings on it. Unexpectedly, Yang Qingyu was also a talented woman, so he wrote
He wrote the prescription and handed it to Aunt Mei, "Go back quickly, I'm waiting to save your young lady."
"Okay, I'll go right away, and I'll leave the young lady in the care of the young master."
"Um."
Ling Xiaotian gently arranged Yang Qingyu's hair. Although she was haggard, she still couldn't stop her beautiful face. This kind of natural and unmodified beauty is the most touching. Looking at Ling Xiaotian's women, none of them were wearing makeup.
, the natural beauty of pure color.
The internal organs can be regulated, but the blood must be treated with medicine. Why didn't Ling Xiaotian use Yin and Yang acupuncture? The reason is that the woman's body is too weak. If the spirit is introduced into the body, she will not be able to bear it, so she can only use medicine.
However, Ling Xiaotian still used spiritual energy to slowly regulate her internal organs.
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Qingyu opened her eyes, which were still red. She glanced at Ling Xiaotian gratefully, and then wanted to sit up, but Ling Xiaotian held her shoulders.
"Let's take a rest."
"Sir, is my father really gone?"
"Hey, I didn't want to tell you originally, how did you know?" Ling Xiaotian was curious.
Yang Qingyu didn't say anything, just handed the jade pendant to Ling Xiaotian, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes again.[
Looking at the jade pendant carefully, Ling Xiaotian finally discovered that there was something wrong. He only put it away but forgot to clean it. If you look closely at the blood stains on it, you can see that he has always been careful, but he did not expect to be careless this time. He looked at Yang Qingyu who was crying.
He stretched out his hand and gently wiped away her tears. This gentle movement made Yang Qingyu look back at Ling Xiaotian, feeling ashamed, surprised, and with an indescribable warmth. She had never experienced being cared for so much by a man.
moment.
"Stop crying, your father is a great man." Ling Xiaotian said.
"Sir, tell me everything." For some reason, Yang Qingyu felt that Ling Xiaotian had become closer. Maybe it was the gentleness he had shown just now, but Yang Qingyu felt ripples in her heart.
So Ling Xiaotian spoke eloquently, hearing Yang Qingyu's tears keep flowing. Ling Xiaotian remembered the scene at that time. Mr. Yang single-handedly picked off dozens of masters with one shot, and finally died together with them. Fortunately, Ling Xiaotian arrived, and when he was leaving, he asked Ling Xiaotian
He could take care of his daughter, and even let Ling Xiaotian wear the jade pendant. As for the things he made up, it was just to make her life better, and he also had good intentions.