In the yard, the smile on Mo Xiaoran's face had faded at this time.
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The silver thread like a waterfall flies in the wind.
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It has been a long time since I got married to Mo Xiaoran.
Lin Ran discovered that her life had not actually changed much.
Just like in the 21st century, her usual pastimes are not many.
Her greatest entertainment is killing people.
Occasionally when I get bored, I go to the young master to find some small tasks to kill time.
After coming here, the only difference about her is probably that she has almost never killed anyone.
As the head of Zijin Hall, she has a huge gilded jade villa behind her.
Not to mention that outsiders dare not challenge Liuyu Villa at will, or the Zijintang, the most feared subordinate of Liuyu Villa;
Even if someone really provokes someone desperately, I'm afraid that before Lin Ran needs to take action, the other party has already gone to see their ancestors.
The most popular thing in Liuyu City was the incident where the young master of Liuyu Villa raped a village girl and then brutally poisoned her to death.
Mo Xiaoran has disappeared for several days, and no one knows where he went.
Although Lin Ran was surprised, he didn't ask anyone more.
After all, she had never been interested in getting too involved in matters that didn't concern her.
She also knew that Qianye Feng and Li Tianjin, two subordinates who were brothers to Mo Xiaoran, must know where Mo Xiaoran was.
However, they also kept silent.
It seemed that Mo Xiaoran's disappearance was not an accident to them.
At the same time, Lin Ran himself also heard that Mo Xiaoran often left the villa quietly and came back quietly.
Even his grandmother, Mrs. Mo, doesn't know his specific whereabouts.
When she saw Mo Xiaoran again, it was already ten days later.
On this day, Lin Ran was lying a little bored on the tall locust tree in the main courtyard of Zijintang.
Sometimes, Lin Ran thought that the previous head of Zijin Hall should also be a girl.
And he's not that old, maybe about the same age as her.
She had never met the previous head of the hall, but the layout of the courtyard made her naturally think that it was a girl.