Su Ziye seemed to freeze, and she looked like a real friend, and greeted her for a few words.

But Yu Chen's answer is particularly cold and brief every time, he cherishes his words like gold.

Su Ziye was a little weird. He looked at the figure on the main seat and felt a little confused.

He had been making friends with the young master of the Lin family for a year after he said that, and he had basically figured out the other person's personality.

He is a truly gentle young man, always looking elegant, making people feel very friendly.

But today it's different...

It looks very cold.

The coldness that comes from the bones.

Is it something happened on the wedding night?

Su Ziye thoughts a lot, but he still suppressed them.

The conversation between him and Yu Chen could not continue at all, and in the end, the young master said, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

When Yu Chen returned to the room, Ranbai had already looked through the entire new house and found nothing useful.

"Here you back." The girl smiled when she saw Yu Chen coming back, and directly pressed the person on her seat, lazily supporting his cold and hard shoulder line with one hand, "Who is the other party?"

Ranbai's movements are casual and natural, with a bit of cynical frivolity.

The immortal glanced at her faintly, brushed away the girl's hand, and his voice was extremely cold and cold: "Either stand up or sit down."

"This is not at Duanyuan Peak. Is that what happened?" The Demon Lord tsk, looked at the immortal king's back, no matter how he always stood upright and drooped his eyes, and pulled a chair over, and sat next to Yu Chen with his lazy back against the back of the chair.

Yu Chen did not respond to Ranbai's words, but the cold meaning was obvious. He said, "Young Master Zhou is..." He paused for a moment, not knowing the name of the person. When he recalled the voice in the tomb, he said calmly: "The Midnight Fairy in their mouths."

"Su Miye?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows and smiled, feeling quite interesting, "Is it still?"

"It's not me."

"Well, Su Ziye still knows the tomb owner?" Ran Bai thoughtfully. She poured a cup of tea and said, "It seems that there is a lot of connection with the tomb owner."

But Su Ziye never said this.

After pouring the tea, she had just reached her lips and hadn't drunk it. After taking a look at the Immortal Lord next to her, she stopped moving for a moment, then handed the tea to Yu Chen, "Master drinks tea."

Yu Chen reached out to block it and pushed it back: "You drink it."

"I see that Master hasn't been touched half a drop of water since the beginning." Ranbai asked: "Aren't you thirsty?"

"If you are thirsty or not, just drink it." The Demon Lord smiled lazy and unrestrained, and was very casual. Then he directly pressed the teacup against Yu Chen's thin lips and slowly added the next sentence: "After all, I fell it."

The teacup was caught off guard and pressed against his lips. Yu Chen paused for a moment, his cold eyes reflected the girl's eyebrows and eyes, and a phantom swayed in the clear tea water.

He reached out to take the teacup.

Ranbai didn't let go.

The two of them covered their fingers on the teacup, and their fingertips touched accidentally, and the temperature was slightly cool.

"I still want to feed my master a drink." Ranbai looked silent and pulled out his hand, gently slashing Yu Chen's slender joints, "But it seems that he doesn't need it anymore."

Yu Chen's eyes were calm and he took a sip of tea and placed the tea cup on the table.

He suddenly coughed several times, his voice became hoarse, and even the Adam's apple was slightly red because of the cough. Yu Chen took out his handkerchief without hesitation, pressed against his thin lips, and finally coughed up a mouthful of blood, which was particularly dazzling on the snow-white handkerchief.

The immortal king's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were calm, and his eyes were suddenly on the blood on the handkerchief.

The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes, "This blood..."

Before she could finish her words, she did not wait for Yu Chen to react.

All the scenes in front of me suddenly shattered in front of me, illusory and turning the world.

Even the other party's eyebrows and eyes gradually became blurred in sight, and in the end they could not catch the figure, as if they were constantly retreating.

When Ranbai opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the wedding room. She was standing alone outside the study room. It was a bit cold in the sky.

It seems that the tomb owner has accelerated the time and skipped some unimportant things.

At this moment, her hand was still on the door and she didn't push it. She only heard two sounds inside, one man and one woman talking.

The first thing that sounded was a middle-aged female voice, with a bit of dissatisfaction and complaint in her tone, and she was not as kind and gentle as before, and could even be called sarcastic and mean.

"Then Lin Jiuer is just a beggar. If it weren't for the Lin family, she wouldn't be today, so how could she dare to marry Ah Xu?"

"Who told Ah to really agree to marry her?"

"I think Ah Xu is really confused. What do you think? He doesn't marry a daughter from a wealthy family, but ends up marrying a little beggar who grew up in the market."

The male voice was much deeper: "Who made this little beggar's blood save Xu'er's life?"

When this sentence was finished, the atmosphere in the study fell into a moment of silence.

After several seconds, the female voice sounded, crying with distress, "Why is our Ah Xu so hard in life? He just got this strange disease."

"Okay, stop crying." The man's voice sounded a little impatient. "There is no danger to Ah Xu's name. Lin Jiuer is there. It's better to marry Ah Xu. He will be tied to the Lin Mansion for the rest of his life, so as to save trouble in the future."

The conversation between the two people ended here, and there was no sound in the study.

Lin Jiuer still kept pushing the door, but stood outside the door for a long time without pushing it open, as if it had become a cold sculpture.

Ranbai could feel a real stinging pain conveyed by his body, almost twisting a true heart.

I think the original body must have no idea before.

Suddenly.

The picture changed again.

The north wind suddenly blows and heavy snow flies. The coldness of the cold winter invades into the bone marrow inch by inch, and the numbness from head to toe is gone, without any consciousness.

After Ranbai woke up, the first thing he felt was the cold and biting coldness and physical pain.

At this time, Lin Jiuer was nestled in the corner of the wall, wearing tattered clothes, not avoiding the cold at all. Her little face was so dirty that she couldn't tell what she was originally looking. She bent her body to protect the only steamed bun in her arms, her body shivered in the snow, grinned in pain, and she didn't say a word to endure the punches and kicks of several boys and cursed.

perhaps,

She is not called Lin Jiuer now, and the three words Lin Jiuer were given to her by that person.

She is an orphan, the most inconspicuous, humble beggar in Chang'an City, and perhaps worse than wild grass.

Others call her Xiaojiu.

Ranbai's body, which was completely uncontrollable at this moment, her soul was like a passerby in Lin Jiuer's body, and could only watch the experience of Lin Jiuer during her lifetime, and uncontrolled actions according to Lin Jiuer's words and actions and life trajectory.

"stop!"

When Lin Jiuer almost thought she was going to be beaten to death, she heard a voice.
Chapter completed!