Forget it, mom gave dad a sword. If it were him, he would be sad, let alone dad. But, does he really want to choose between dad and mom?
He really liked his father, but he couldn't let go of his mother, and his eyes dimmed for a while. This time, Situ Lan didn't know how to bring his father and his mother together.
Daddy's words that day, "I like to stab her, don't you think? It was just used to ridicule Qiu Yunfeng, right?"
Turning around, Situ Lan walked a few steps and looked back with reluctance in his eyes. Finally he gritted his teeth and left.
He didn't tell his father that he had already gone to his enemy's house, so he knew that his mother had left the day after Uncle Styx sent her there.
I heard that my mother’s hair turned white.
Situ Lan's eyes were warm, and he couldn't control his emotions anymore and started crying.
He had read those novels and knew that if a person is overly sad, angry, and desperate, his hair will turn from black to white. He always thought that they were just novels, made up by the author, and were unreal.
However, at this moment he believed it.
How could a person like my mother tolerate herself hurting her father?
Situ Lan left, and Linghu Shi also disappeared, and the whole world disappeared. When Situ Ran realized everything, he issued an imperial order to arrest them, but there was still no whereabouts of them.
However, at this time, An Luoluo was sitting in the small hut that he had not returned to for about ten years, with an expression on his face that was indescribably sad.
"Xue Yan, you're back." The words were light and the greeting was light, but neither joy nor disgust could be heard.
"Well, I'm back and I will take everything that belongs to my brother." An Luoluo turned to look at this antique house built on the edge of the cliff, his eyes cold and cruel.
Everything started here for her, so she should return here.
"Your temperament is indeed not as gentle as that of Xueling's child. If it had been...sigh..." the person who spoke seemed to be reminiscing.
"More than ten years ago, I didn't think the Jimo family knew about my existence. Since they already knew, why did they suddenly attack?" An Luoluo's eyes were cold. This matter has troubled her for many years.
Mommy always said that she should not let her take revenge, and that it would be best to live a simple life. But she could not forget that scene, her father who was killed to protect her, and that person who always wore a gentle smile.
, the whole person is as gentle as jade, like a peerless beauty walking out of the book.
Can't forget, can't forget!
"The day you left, I knew that such a day would happen in my life. Xueyan, listen to grandpa's advice and don't recall the past. Isn't it good to just live a simple life like that?"
Jimo Yantian looked at the only child left by his favorite son, his eyes full of sadness. Everything in the past could just end here, and let all this be carried into the coffin with the elderly like them.
.
Don't harm generations because of those things.
"Reminiscing about what happened back then, is it simple?" An Luoluo raised his eyebrows and looked at Jimo Yantian with a sneer, his exquisite and clear eyes carrying a penetrating sharpness that seemed to see through everything.
Jimo Yantian lowered his eyes, regardless of the sharp look that could see through everything.
"I thought what happened to my dad and brother was just someone from the Jimo family seizing power, but now it seems that's not the case?" An Luoluo smiled seductively, but the smile couldn't penetrate deep into his eyes, and a chill came over his face.
