Lu Zixian died.

When little Lu Chenyi found him, he fell into the red bean grove. His body was a clean white shirt and black trousers. His appearance was still the same as before. After so many years, everyone was changing, but Lu Zixian never changed. He was still the second son of the Lu family who was the crown of Jinghua. His white and clean hands were born for medical skills.

He walked peacefully with a smile on his lips.

Small Lu Chen Yi found his fingers curled up, holding something in the palm, open a look, is a bright red... Acacia red beans.

According to the meaning of Lu Zixian before his death, little Lu Chen Yi organized a simple funeral without informing anyone.

When Xiyu came.

When Xiyu stood quietly in front of the tombstone, that night he told her - he did not want her to walk the road again, then she gave up.

She knew that she would never be the heroine in his story all her life. Such a clean and smooth man's carriage and horse mail were slow, and Acacia was only for her.

When Xi jade red eyes, she looked at the side of the small Lu Chen Yi, "your uncle will this supreme imperial power to you, but now you are still young, do you want to set up auxiliary important officials?"

Little Lu Chen Yi looked at Lu Zixian on the tombstone, and his tender voice showed a few indifference. "No, you just need to know that in the future, I will follow my brother's advice and let the family enjoy all the glory and wealth. However, you should not touch some things. This imperial power position is a coffin tomb, which can bury many people."

When Xiyu breathes a stagnation, incomparably shocked to look at the child around him, he is only four years old, can say these words unexpectedly.

When Xi jade bone showed a fear and fear, she intuitively the child grew up, is not ruthless to terrible, is affectionate to terrible.

"Master, let's go back." Then Wu Wu said respectfully.

Small Lu Chen Yi took back his eyes and left with Wu Wu.

When Xiyu opened her hands, her palms had a thin layer of sweat, she knew that an emperor had just grown up, ten or twenty years later, it was going to turn clouds and rain, omnipotent.

...

the ancient country of Lanlou.

Summer evening after the toilet, sitting in front of the dresser, when a cold wind outside, blowing the window of the room to open.

Xia Xiwan got up and went to the window. She wanted to close the window, but soon she moved slowly, because she saw the golden maple leaves on the maple leaves in front of her to fall down.

Xia Xiwan felt cold for no reason. She remembered that Liu Yingluo and Lu sijue had been walking in such a day when maple leaves were all over the ground. Suddenly, the wind rose and it was another night of mourning.

At this time, Qing'er came in. She saw Xia Xiwan standing in front of the window in her thin clothes. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her look was... Disappointed.

"Nvjun, the weather is so cold, how can you stay here in a daze?"

Xia Xiwan took back her thoughts. She pulled the corner of her lip and shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I always feel that... I have lost something important in my life."

Qing'er reached out and closed the window, "Nu Jun, you must have been working too hard recently. Don't think much about it. Have a rest earlier."

Is that right?

Summer evening wan smile, shallow smile.

All returned to calm, the day began to flow, Xia Xiwan governance LAN Lou, while looking for the whereabouts of Lu Hanting.

She always believed that Lu Hanting was not dead.

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