Her Heartless Evil Man

Although Bayar still came to take her away, Bayar's love is more selfish than his sister's love. Perhaps he loves himself most, and then his sister.

Lightly closed my sister's eyes, and I murmured, "sister, don't worry, just like my child, I will regard it as out."

"Niang......" don't react at this time. He rushed over and held his cold body. He shouted wildly: "Niang, it's all bad for children. You don't let children rebel, but children don't listen to you. Children always make you sad. Niang, hit me, Niang, don't die."

I looked at him and was even more worried, "don't even say goodbye. The deceased is dead, but you should be worthy of what your mother did for you. You should be a good man again." I picked him up and let my sister leave quietly.

My heart hurts again. It's all me. I clearly found that my sister's expression was wrong, but I didn't expect that my sister would be so unhappy that she ended her life in this way.

Shaking my body, I was confused in front of me. I heard the sound of horse hoofs. No matter who came, I just wanted turdan to deal with the things behind my sister.

"Yun Qi'er..." turdan hugged me in time. If it was so late, I think I would have fainted on the grass.

A stream of true Qi slowly entered my body, and I smiled weakly, "I'll give it to you here."

He nodded. Boundless sadness hit. Bayar died and my sister died. As for me, there is no medicine to solve my pain. I'm really unwilling. Don't talk to Xiao Jiu. Who will take care of me? Turdan? He can only give them father's love, but not mother's love.

"Yun Qi'er, are you here?" someone outside the crowd shouted.

I listen, it's a clear voice.

Qingyang, you're here at last.

"Yun Qi'er..." Qingyang's voice fell, and my mother's voice had also spread.

My mother was shocked and trembled. She didn't know if she could bear her sister's death. At this time, turdan seemed to know my mind. He took off his robe and sent it gently, which covered his face and Bayar's face.

"Niang, why are you here?" I rushed over and tried my best not to let Niang get close to her. I was afraid that Niang would be sad when I knew, so I secretly wanted to hide her.

"My mother's eyelids have been jumping. I don't trust your sister's illness, so my mother came."

Bearing the pain in my heart, I whispered to my mother, "it's okay. My sister is very good. Your body is poor. Yunqi'er should take you back to Luoxuan pavilion to have a rest first."

Pulling his mother out of the crowd, Qingyang's voice sounded again, "Yun Qi'er..."

I looked back and found that after I heard my mother's voice, I even forgot the arrival of Qingyang.

"Qingyang, go to Luoxuan pavilion with me." I don't want to make my mother sad, but Qingyang is here. Yu Niang is a good thing. Maybe Qingyang can detoxify her from the poison of blood insects.

"Yun Qi'er, what happened here?" I think anyone will be shocked by the chaotic scene and the two covered bodies on the grass.

I blinked, I motioned him not to ask again, but Qingyang still didn't understand his meaning, pointed to Qiqige and Bayar and asked, "who is this?"

"Nothing. Let's go."

My mother didn't doubt it. Sure enough, she walked out of the crowd with me. No one dared to say anything because of turdan's presence. Moreover, my words had already told them what to say and what not to say.

Outside the crowd, a man stood with two horses in one hand and positive and negative hands in the other. When I saw the man's face, I couldn't help but be stunned, but my mother trembled gently at this time, "Mom, are you okay." I helped my mother to let her sit on the grass first and then treat her.

"I'm fine. Let's go." my mother still took me to the front.

When I passed the man, I smiled at him. He is Xiao Jiu's nominal master. I always have to be polite.

After that, it was faint, as if some turbulent waves were knocking on the reef. Collision, collision again, people can't help but want to escape.

Qingyang didn't follow him, but I couldn't care to call him. Let him go. He wants to check Qige and Bayar's body. I just want my mother to be safe. When my mother's blood worm poison is relieved, I'm calmly telling her about my sister and let her suffer less.

When my mind turned, I suddenly heard a low cry, "ah Luo, is that you?"

My mother's body shook again at this moment. She hesitated for a moment. Then she continued the road under her feet as if she hadn't heard anything, but I knew that the word "Luo" was my mother's maiden name.

But why does Wu Sitong know my mother's nickname?

"A Luo..." the light wind sent it, and the figure floated to. Wu Sitong was already floating and stood in front of his mother.

Mother hid and took me to the other side.

"A Luo..." Wu Sitong grabbed his mother's arm. "A Luo, is she my daughter?"

Wu Sitong looked at me and then at his mother. He kept asking, "ah Luo, you say yunqi'er is my daughter, right? She used to look like you."

His hand stroked the sideburns in front of my mother's forehead, but my mother couldn't dodge. I know he must have pulled my mother's hand and made three points of strength. I know how good his kung fu is. But what surprised me more was not these, but that he actually said I was his daughter. After listening, I stood there blankly. I watched him tell his mother something, but I couldn't hear a word.

My own father, is that him?

No wonder he was stunned when he saw my former portrait. Maybe he knew my life experience at that moment, so he saved Xiao Jiu in the palace. He couldn't see that my child was injured by wanyanfei.

My biological father, I always thought he was ruthless, but it turned out that he was also affectionate.

But my mother said that he sent my sister away with his own hands. Ruthlessness and affection are so hard to measure.

He came and came with Qingyang. Did he recognize me long ago? Did he want to find my mother long ago? But my mother still hates him. She sent her sister away. It's strange that my mother doesn't hate him.

He suddenly stopped at his waist and picked up his mother. When I came over without reaction, he took his mother and flew away to the tall grass.

I can't catch up with them, and I don't have the strength to catch up with them. My parents always have a lot to say. It's embarrassing for them when I'm here.

Looking at Dad's meaning, some explanations are inevitable. I'd better not intervene in their old people's affairs. Now I know that I'm not miss 17 in the prime minister's house. I'm just a child adopted by the Lou family. He took my mother and me in. Is he the man my mother saved. It's just that I can't ask again if my mother doesn't say.

I haven't told my mother and my biological father Wu Sitong, and I haven't told them their death. If they know, I don't know what will happen. It's sad to think about my sister's death.

Looking back and returning to the original road, the crowd had already dispersed, and Bayar's chaotic party had been taken by Fufa.

Turdan was standing there sadly, and the person dealing with the aftermath of Qige and Bayar was Qingyang. When I saw my sister's body again, I just stood stunned and didn't know what to do. I really didn't believe that my sister was still alive at the previous moment, but at this moment it had become a wisp of quiet soul.

But man must be mortal, and can he rise from the dead and come back to life.

Qingyang also has his heart, but he can only choose to give up.

Finally, the bodies of my sister and Bayar were sent to the morgue. I didn't follow. I just took Xiao Jiu silently behind turdan and went towards his yurt.

Tired and sad, coupled with the running and tiring in recent days, I always feel hazy in front of me.

"E Niang, are you all right?" turdan led the way silently. His death made him sad.

"Xiao Jiu..." gently called his name, and once again I felt like a whirling world, just like the feeling before I fainted in the school field, but I really didn't want to be unconscious again. I was really afraid that I would never wake up again. I haven't arranged many things yet. I don't want to let go like this.

But the grass in front of me is more and more crooked. Should I go? I'm unwilling. I shouted, "turdan, help me."

But turdan still didn't look back. I shouted, "Qingyang, help me."

Flustered, no one paid attention to me. All people were shocked by their own death. They even forgot my existence.

Xiao Jiu's hands are so warm, "e Niang, are you cold?"

My hands are shaking. I've stopped. I really can't even walk.

"Father Khan, come and have a look. What's wrong with e Niang?"

There was a panic, followed by a noise. I was awake. I knew what had happened. I heard turdan's, clear and flustered voice. Then I was held in my arms by a strong arm. I felt the smell of grass, and I was nostalgic for greed.

"Yun Qi'er, don't sleep. Yun Qi'er, I'll take you to Luoxuan Pavilion and I'll take you back to our own home." turdan's deep love and reluctance are revealed in his soft voice.

At this moment, I felt his deep love. I really want to sleep in his arms forever and let his love warm my injured heart.

Do you want to go back to xuange? No, my sister is dead. I'm like this. I really don't want my mother to see it. My mother and my father just met again. I don't know what happened between them, but I can see that my father is nervous about my mother. I can see that his heart is more or less worried about my mother in these years.