Just as Su Xiaolu turned around, her hand was pulled and she was stunned.
Zhou Zhi's hands were a little warm and cool. His hands were so long, and the joints were also very textured. Zhou Zhi looked good-looking. Su Xiaolu felt Zhou Zhi's hands. She felt that even if Zhou Zhi didn't have this skin, he would be a very good person.
Beautiful skeleton.
"Little deer, I give this to you. These are the seeds produced. If you are in danger, plant them with your water ability. This is better than Zhiya."
Zhou Zhi took a sachet to Su Xiaolu. He took Su Xiaolu's hand, put the sachet into Su Xiaolu's palm, and gave gentle instructions.
Su Xiaolu took the sachet and nodded subconsciously: "Okay, thank you Fourth Brother."
This is a good thing.
Zhou Zhi's wood mark can produce seeds?
Su Xiaolu touched his head in embarrassment: "I don't know if I can gain anything from this yet. Mine doesn't seem to work."
Zhou Zhi smiled gently and said softly: "Not every ability is the same. The deeper you understand these abilities, the more widely they can be used. Xiaolu, you can try it later."
"Well, thank you, fourth brother."
Su Xiaolu thought Zhou Zhi was really good, so he told her all his thoughts.
Zhou Zhi took out a bouquet of flowers and handed it to Su Xiaolu: "Here, Xiaolu, Happy New Year."
Su Xiaolu accepted the flowers. The fragrance of the flowers was clear and delicious. She was in a good mood, and the little emotions in her heart had been washed away.
She smiled and said goodbye to Zhou Zhi.
After sending Su Xiaolu away, Zhou Zhi also breathed a sigh of relief.
The flowers that bloomed disappeared one after another, leaving only the oozing green vines and thorns.
He returned to the table, took out the herb, sighed and opened it, only to see Chapter 370 written inside -
It was the book of words between the Immortal Lord and the Amnesiac Wife that Su Xiaolu had read before. This was the first herbal book, and there were areas he had commented on that needed to be changed. Of course, this could not be shown to Su Xiaolu.
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On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, news spread of Yan Qingyun's death. At the same time, there was also news that Yan Zhiyuan, Yan Yuran and Yan Yuan'an were demoted from Beijing.
The reason has not been widely circulated, and many people even do not know the real reason.
The Yan family was demoted out of the capital as quickly as possible.
Yan Qingyun's funeral affairs were also settled quickly, but the burial was hasty, leaving too little time for the Yan family.
There was no guilt, just a white body. When the family left the capital, they were searched several times by the Imperial Army inside and outside to make sure they didn't take away anything valuable.
After coming out of the capital, Yan Zhiyuan seemed to have aged ten years. In just two days, he had a lot of gray hair. He didn't even know if he could take his family back to the Yan family's ancestral home.
Seeing Mrs. Zhao from a distance, Yan Zhiyuan felt a little ashamed. He moved his lips and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He couldn't even find a suitable way to call Mrs. Zhao.
He doesn't deserve to be called sister.
Zhao's expression was calm and she quietly handed something to Yan Zhiyuan. She said calmly: "You can accept this. Dad has passed away. I leave this last thing with you. This should be what he wants to see. From now on, we
There is no connection whatsoever."
"Please take care of yourself along the way."
Mrs. Zhao looked at the unfamiliar and uneasy faces not far away, said nothing more, and turned around to get out of the way.
During the family property liquidation, Yan Zhiyuan knew that Zhao paid back whatever Yan Qingyun gave to Zhao. This had always been the situation. There was no such thing as what Zhao said.
"Thanks."
Yan Zhiyuan's voice was hoarse. He didn't understand Zhao. Speaking of it, Zhao was the one who should hate Yan Qingyun the most. Yan Qingyun never had any paternal love for her.
Zhao's heart was too soft. Yan Zhiyuan wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but couldn't come out a word. He didn't deserve it. He was despicable and needed this money.
He and Mrs. Zhao will never meet again in this life.
Looking at Mrs. Zhao's figure, Yan Zhiyuan took two steps forward and shouted out: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Su, I'm sorry, I didn't understand the rules and contradicted my wife that day. Zhiyuan hereby apologizes to my wife."
Yan Zhiyuan tightly squeezed what Zhao gave him and knelt down.
Mrs. Zhao paused, but did not look back. She took a deep breath and walked firmly towards the pavilion, where her confidence and support were waiting for her.
Yan Zhiyuan didn't waste much time and left quickly with his family.
Su Sanlang patted the back of Mrs. Zhao's hand and said gently: "Mother, let's go home too."
Mrs. Zhao nodded and sighed: "Daddy, am I too spineless?"
Su Sanlang shook his head: "No, this is different. Although you don't know Yan Zhiyuan, it is not our thing after all. If you take it, you will feel uneasy. If you give it away, you will not have any burden in the future. After all, in this life
I probably won’t see him again, so why bother yourself in vain? If I were you, I would give it to him.”
What Zhao gave to Yan Zhiyuan was a one-hundred-tael banknote, not much. It was when Zhao opened a gift from Yan Qingyun that he found it, one hundred taels, sandwiched among the gifts.
They had also returned corresponding items, and these one hundred taels were just extra.
Yan Qingyun has already gone, and it doesn't matter whether he returns it or not, but after repeated consideration, Su Sanlang still persuaded Mrs. Zhao to give the one hundred taels to Yan Zhiyuan. If Yan Qingyun no longer exists, then give it to Yan Zhiyuan.
"well……"
Mrs. Zhao sighed and returned to the city hand in hand with Su Sanlang.
"We have to work hard this year. He Hai said that this year we have to attack Yucai. We just have to fight for it once."
Su Sanlang cleverly changed the topic.
Mrs. Zhao showed a smile: "When we came to the capital, wasn't it just for Yucai? My sister and I have been preparing for this day for a long time. She also said that when the name of Yucai comes down, she can relax and go there then.
Look at the big girl and the second girl."
"If it works out, it's time to relax. We've also become grandparents, so we can find time to help a bunch of Chong brothers. In two years, Hua brothers will also be fathers, and we still have plenty to do."
Su Sanlang showed a gentle smile and said that he and Mrs. Zhao are both in good health. Although they did not feel the strange powers the children said, as ordinary people, their bodies also have many abnormalities, and they cannot help the children.
Just help with small things, as much as possible.
Ms. Zhao smiled and nodded: "That's great."
"Yes." Su Sanlang squeezed Zhao's hand.
It's great that they have been together for another year.
On the night of the Lantern Festival, Su Xiaolu entered the palace and gave Su Xiaoling something. Su Xiaoling was pregnant with twins, in good spirits, and the children were healthy. Listening to Su Xiaolu's instructions, Su Xiaoling smiled: "Xiaolu, don't worry, I will
Okay, I am also the second disciple of Ming Gu after all. I will not lose the face of our Ming Gu sect. Although I have never given birth to a child, I know a lot. Sister-in-law Huilan also told me a lot,