The hot cold water slid down his cheeks, but was forcibly mixed by the cold rain

He looked at the picture on the stone, his lips trembling, and tears dripping to the ground with the rain

Who, who smashed his father's tombstone!

He clenched the stone hand inch by inch, and the sharp corner pierced into the palm of his hand,

The hot blood fell on the wet ground, but it was washed away by the rain, which was shocking

"Ah!"

He roared up into the sky and the cold rain hit him in the face

His roar pierced the sky, and the listener couldn't help worrying

A purple lightning lit up the whole cemetery, as if in response to Jian Shaoan's roar

Mu Yan stood aside and couldn't bear to shout, "Jane, little!"

Jian Shaoan hung his head powerlessly and looked at a particularly eye-catching handful of white chrysanthemums in the chaotic pile of stones

He roared, "why, why don't you let my father die!"

Mu Yan also noticed the white chrysanthemum, the first thing in his mind,

It's Nangong Lingtian who came here with white chrysanthemums two days ago

Jane Shao stood up anxiously, but was pulled by Mu Yan: "Jane Shao, calm down!"

"Let go of me!" Jane Shaoan punched Mu Yan in the face like crazy

Mu Yan was punched by Jian Shaoan. He was unstable and retreated two steps. A touch of blood came out of the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't care to wipe it

"You're going to die!" Mu Yan roared

"It's a big deal to die with him!" Jane Shaoan's chest was violent and his eyes were red

"Do you want the Jane family to be a queen? You're dead. Do you deserve your father!"

Jian Shaoan was stunned and the atmosphere calmed down instantly

He knelt down again without any strength,

I just felt that my chest was blocked in bursts of pain and silted up like an explosion,

Looking down at the bloody stones in his hands, his blood surged in his body and his mouth was fishy and sweet,

He took a mouthful of blood and gushed out. His eyes were black and fell to the ground

"Jane!" Mu Yan was startled

……

Night, deep,

Mu Yan looked at Jian Shaoan in bed and sighed,

He stretched out his hand to take away the bloody stone he had been holding in his hand, but found that he couldn't break his hand

Jane Shaoan on the bed frowned and slowly opened her eyes. The white ceiling came into her eyes

He moved his hand, but he felt as if he had something in his hand,

He looked up and saw the bloody stone in his hand and the man in the picture on the stone

He smiled bitterly. It was not a dream

"Jane, you're awake!"

Mu Yan was surprised and raised Jian Shaoan and leaned against the head of the bed

"The doctor said you were angry and worried. You should pay attention to rest and don't get too excited!"

Jian Shaoan leaned against the head of the bed, looked down at the bloody stones in his hand, and didn't say a word,

Mu Yan's words didn't seem to be heard

He just looked at it, his face was pale, and his originally evil and cunning eyes were dead at the moment,

Mu Yan didn't speak any more and quit the room

——

The palace's cold villa is brightly lit at the moment

Ji Qianmo sat on the sofa in a suit. Seeing that Gong QingHan wanted to pour him water, he quickly got up:

"I'll do it myself"

Then he poured a glass of water next to the water dispenser and didn't forget to hand over a glass to Gong QingHan

"What can I do for you so late?"

Gong QingHan took a sip of water and asked,

In fact, it's not very late now. It's just after 8 o'clock. It's just that Ji Qianmo will come home later. It should be around 11 o'clock,

However, she guessed right what Ji Qianmo wanted her to do

"Herb and grandpa don't trust you, so let me see you!"

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