Ranbai went down the mountain alone, and it was already very late when he returned to the palace.

Blood Soul stood not far away and welcomed her back.

"Your Highness."

"Um."

"He's dead."

Blood Soul said calmly: "Just just now, I've already swallowed."

Who he is, I know very well.

"You'll be buried, you don't need to mention the funeral afterwards." Ranbai's tone was indifferent, and he didn't have the interest to torture the person's bones and ashes, and walked towards the attic.

Blood Soul said yes.

Legge died, and no one would care about him except for his youngest daughter who had been spoiled since childhood, who would be sad for him, filial and dressed in plain clothes.

You said he could not bring anything when he was born, and he could not take anything when he died.

Come to the world and it is empty.

Some people will be remembered by luck, while others will be gradually forgotten.

And from then on, there was no Leg in the world.

No more is actually a very cruel word. If you don’t have it, it’s really gone. No matter how hard you try to catch it, you can’t come back even if you try your best.

The phoenix came from somewhere. When he was a phoenix, he was bright and beautiful, with delicate feathers. When he was a human, he also liked red clothes. He was so dazzling that he often despised him for not being a phoenix, but a peacock.

He even hated Leg's deepest feelings. He touched his hidden feathers: "What else do you say to Your Highness? You have dirty your highness's ears for no reason."

"Your Highness always needs to know who is like you." Blood Soul sneered coldly.

"Looking for death? I'm addicted to stomping on me, right?"

There are still many things about the blood clan. Blood Soul wants to help Ranbai deal with it. He is not in the mood to make a fuss with a flower peacock. He said hard: "I have a name, please call me Ying! Li!"

"I still have a name. Don't you want to call it a peacock in the future, otherwise you can just call it a blood demon?" Ying Yi mocked.

"Why are you fighting for one bead and one phoenix?" Minglai's blood clan has been watching them bickering all day long and said in surprise.

Phoenix sighed: "It's all because some beads have a face that deserves a beating."

Ming quit silently and did not participate in their next battle.

…

The next day,

Ranbai looked low when he woke up early in the morning and his face was gloomy. Ming was reading a book outside. When he saw Ranbai's face, he slammed: "What's wrong with you?"

Ranbai was wearing a loose and irregular red dress, with a belt casually buckled, her silver hair was not combed, her collarbone vaguely exposed, and her eyebrows and eyes were irritated and gloomy: "I haven't slept in the coffin for too long."

Ming didn't understand, so he thought there was something big, so he asked nervously: "What about that?"

"I'm sleeping in a stiff pillow."

“…”

Ming is a little hard to describe.

Ranbai saw that there was a recliner in the courtyard, so he poured it on and rubbed the back of his neck with slender fingers. The sun was a little dazzling. She half-squinted her peach blossom eyes and said frivolously: "Can this gentle, generous, beautiful and cute girl do a little favor?"

"Don't be gentle and generous, what?"

"Help me rub it." Ranbaisan said casually.

Ming sighed, accepting his fate, not understanding very much: "How can you still have a stiff pillow when you sleep in a coffin?"

The eyes were covered with white eyes, and the curve of the drooping eyelashes seemed inexplicably affectionate, like a butterfly wing. The face was so delicate that it was afraid to look directly at it. The sunlight fell on the side face, showing a translucent feeling. The long silver-white hair was laid down, and a piece of wrist was hanging lazily on his side. The wide red sleeves slid down, enjoying Ming's exclusive service, calmly said: "I want to know too."

Ming suddenly felt that he was even more unreliable and was lying down now.

After all, he is a serious vampire now, and he is so casual and childish in private.

"Rubb to the left, don't you eat?" Ranbai interrupted Ming's thoughts.

"Do you really treat me as a service staff?" Ming asked incrediblely.

"How can it be?" Ran Bai smiled, "The service staff is not as good as you."

Ming didn't know if Ranbai was praising her for a moment.

"Is this force OK?" Ming sat next to the recliner and pushed Ranbai for a moment, "Lying inside, I have no place."

"Oh." Ranbai closed his eyes and basked in the sun, leisurely, suddenly making a sound, "I found--"

"What?"

"Your hands are quite soft."

"I thank you."

Phoenix came in with a large pot of seeds excitedly and saw a scene, which almost turned into a prototype: "What are you doing?! Hold it for me!! Don't take advantage of my little prince!!!"

Ming suddenly felt that he was simply a scapegoat, and he was so unjust that he was thinking who was taking advantage of whom?

"Is there any king's law?" She withdrew her hand.

Ranbai felt much better: "The law enforcement officer is here, tell me what kind of kingly law do you want?"

"I dare not make any requests to Your Highness, for fear that I will not even have hair left by then." Ming said sincerely.

Ranbai was silent for two seconds: "Not."

"You have to believe in yourself." Ming said, and then explained to Phoenix's still vigilant gaze, "Your Highness is broken, I'm just helping."

Ying Yicai didn't believe it and looked at Ming suspiciously: "Stubby pillow? How can your highness be? Are you kidding? Is my highness the first-class coffin sleeping skills?"

"..." Ran Bai said coldly, "Shut up."

Phoenix closed her mouth, and realized that Ranbai might have really been stiff. She held the flower pot and put it on her back. Her eyebrows and eyes were bright and not feminine, and her eyes were bright: "No need Ming, I will help Your Highness! My skills are good, and I guarantee it is better than a ghost."

deep:"?"

Ranbai: "Forget it, I'm afraid you're burning, what's the thing in my hand?"

"This--" Phoenix said excitedly, and just as soon as he spoke, a cold and hard voice came over.

"It's peach tree seeds." Ying Li walked over, wearing black clothes, looked quite cold in outline, but smiled gently, and said seriously, "I told Ying Yi and the others that I wanted to discuss with His Highness whether to plant some peach trees in the palace and make wine and drink in the future."

Phoenix was a little unhappy when he was robbed of the line, but he didn't care about Ying Li in front of Ranbai. He squatted in front of Ranbai, pulled his fingers against the edge of the recliner, and his chin was resting on his fingers. His eyes were bright and he looked at Ranbai, and he looked more like a puppy who had found his home and said with a smile.

"Do you want to plant it? I remember that your highness used to like drinking peach blossoms, but your highness doesn't drink enough. Every time you drink a jar, you get drunk. In the end, we drink it."

"I said why did so much peach blossom wine I brewed so quickly? It turned out that you were drinking it secretly." Ran Bai thoughtfully and sneered.

“…”

Oh my god, I missed something.

"Actually, I only drank a few jars." Fenghuang scratched her head guiltily, and met Ranbai's gaze, and made a difficult change. "It's only a dozen jars..."

"Um?"

"At most, dozens of knives?"

"You'll talk about it." Ranbai was neither cold nor indifferent.

"Okay." Phoenix said aggrievedly, "a total of two hundred and eighty-one jars."

"You remember it very clearly." Ranbai praised him.

"My memory is very good!" Phoenix held her face happily.

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"Writing all the spring and autumn, respecting freedom"

——Give it to Abai
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