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There was a dead silence in Shen Xiangxi.

There was a lotus flower on the table, the petals were curly and yellowish, Zhong Linlang stood stiffly, reaching out to touch the flower.

Before touching it, the leaf on the flower stem fell off by itself, floated into the air, and shattered into several pieces.

Zhong Linlang took a deep breath, obviously she didn't touch the petals, but her fingers were burned so badly.

She was so hot that tears fell down.

Big and big teardrops formed a line, and a somewhat immature voice kept appearing in his mind.

"Sister Linlang, look, the lotus flowers in the Goddess Palace are blooming again!"

"Sister, I read a storybook today, it's about a scholar and a fox demon..."

"Sister, sister Luohua sewed me a very beautiful little sachet today!"

"Sister, Changsheng bullied me again!"

"Sister, sister..."

Sudden pain of suffocation came from her heart, Zhong Linlang squatted down slowly, her eyes were blurred, she didn't know how to describe this feeling.

His face was buried in his arms, and tears fell to the ground one by one.

Zhong Linlang felt that it was difficult for her to breathe, and she couldn't even say sorry.

The girl's shoulders trembled slightly, pulling back and forth on the verge of collapse.

It wasn't until Guan Ju patted her lightly that she seemed to be pulled out of the water and brought back to reality.

Guan Ju's eyes were red and swollen, he opened his palm, and inside was a small flower ring.

It wasn't the original one, it was a new one Hua He made for her.

The flower ring is wrapped with hibiscus petals.

Zhong Linlang held the flower ring tightly and stood up.

She opened her eyes wide to see the flower ring clearly, but her hands trembled so that she couldn't see anything. A few tears fell on her palms, and she choked up and said sorry.

Huahe's accident happened on the morning when she went to Yinghua Palace.

It is artificial.

The person who killed her poured hot water directly on Huahe's Fuquyuan.

According to Shen Xiangxie's maid, someone saw the person who harmed Huahe, but the person was wearing a thick cloak to cover his face, and he was in a hurry, and disappeared after a while, without being able to catch even a shadow.

When he reacted, it was too late, Hua He was scalded to death.

Since Huahe turned into her original body that night, the room she lived in has been covered with a thick layer of enchantment, and ordinary people cannot get in. This can only show that the person who killed Huahe had planned it beforehand, and I am very familiar with this place.

Zhong Linlang just hated herself, she had repeatedly imagined that after returning to Tiangong, Huahe would definitely recover soon.But she didn't expect that the little Huahe was buried in the cold magic palace.

how could be?

Her flowers should last for a long time, the same age as the world.

How could he be killed in the most vicious way when he had no power to restrain the chicken?
Zhong Linlang couldn't figure it out.

The fall of the flower fairy made Baihua lose its color.

The hibiscus flowers in the Heavenly Palace fell overnight, and even the wandering flowers in the Demon Palace dimmed a bit. The blooming flowers closed up again, and everything fell into a dead silence.

Zhong Linlang was standing in the room, but what she didn't know was that A Lu was standing outside the door.

Alu stood outside the door blankly.

He didn't know what to do, it happened so suddenly, but when he lowered his head and saw the purse on his waist, his expression froze suddenly.

"Big wood! Don't you dislike light-colored purses? I made you another dark-colored one, but the pattern hasn't been embroidered yet. When I recover, I'll weave it for you. You have to wait for me!"

This is what the extremely weak Hua He said to him that day.

she died.That half-finished dark purse, no one will finish it again.

That little girl was very noisy and pestered him all day long, now it's all right, no one will bother him all the time.

A Lu kept his head down, and suddenly burst into tears.

He hasn't taken her to see all the flowers in the magic palace yet.

Although there is only one kind, Huahe is a little flower fairy, so he will definitely like it very much.

A Lu knew very well that he would never have another chance.

The room Hua He lived in became a cage that trapped Zhong Linlang.

She didn't go in at night, and sat alone in the yard.

She sat withered in front of the hibiscus flowers, propping her face with her hands, her eyes were so dry that she couldn't cry anymore.

A vague evening wind blew, a bit chilly, and penetrated into Zhong Linlang's neck.She didn't feel cold, but felt that it was the naughty Huahe who put his arms around her neck.

Huahe died unjustly, the important thing now is to find out who killed her.

That person shouldn't be hard to find, the left and right are just people from the Demon Palace.

Zhong Linlang was sober for a moment covering her face, she felt that she already had the answer.

She was a little tired, and suddenly felt that someone was gently pulling her hand.

Zhong Linlang opened her eyes and met Fu Jingce's black eyes.

The boy knelt down and took her hand.

Zhong Linlang pulled her hand away, expressionless.

She didn't know why, she just knew that she didn't want to see him now.

In fact, Huahe's death can't be blamed on him, and he doesn't know what will happen later, but Zhong Linlang needs to be calm and calm, and can't treat him as if nothing happened for the time being.

Her expression looked a little scary, Fu Jingce knew that she was not feeling well, so he stretched out his hand and gently stroked the girl's fingertips.

His fingers were warm, but Zhong Linlang subconsciously withdrew them.

She frowned.

Seeing her withdrawing her hand again, Fu Jingce was not discouraged, and looked up at her flatteringly, then stubbornly continued to hold her hand, covering his face lightly.

His voice was a little shaky, saying sorry over and over again.

Zhong Linlang wanted to reprimand him a few words, but for some reason, tears fell before she could open her mouth.

The girl's tears were like a piece of iron, which made Fu Jingce's heart ache.

He wiped her tears in a panic, he was wrong, he shouldn't expect her to be with him forever, he is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that she will hate him.

In the past, he couldn't believe that he, who was so proud, would be so humble.

"You can hit me or scold me, Lin Lang..." Fu Jingce begged her over and over again, begging her to take a look at him.

Just one glance.

Zhong Linlang could hear his voice trembling, she thought for a while, but didn't speak.

Slowly taking out the jade pendant from his sleeve pocket, Zhong Linlang stuffed it into Fu Jingce's hands, "This is too precious, I can't take it, so give it back to you."

It was the jade pendant he gave her that morning.

Obviously it didn't take long, and obviously they got along so harmoniously not long ago, why did everything change in such a short time?
Fu Jingce refused to take back the jade pendant, this was the last bond between them.If it's gone, the love will really be gone.

The two tugged back and forth, and Zhong Linlang felt impatient, and after putting the jade pendant back into him, he shook his hand away.

He didn't pick it up, and the jade pendant broke into pieces.

Hearing the crisp voice, Zhong Linlang was taken aback.

Fu Jingce didn't say anything, and bent down to pick up the fragments of the jade pendant.

She stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "Fu Jingce, I don't hate you, I hate myself."

indeed.She hates herself.

Huahe's death has nothing to do with Fu Jingce.

The young man stopped picking up the debris, but he remained silent.

After a while, his hands trembled slightly.

These words made him more uncomfortable than killing him.