Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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Yun Si finally stood at one of the places, raising her head and staring at the wall, thoughtfully.

The smell in the air told her that he should be nearby.

If she hadn't guessed wrong

Could he be the son of this family?

Yun Si started looking for the door.

After looking around, I didn't find the door, but I found a relatively low wall.

It's easy to climb up, but you have to be careful as you might be discovered.

Yun Si looked around and saw that she was the only one in the alley.

Gearing up and leaping lightly.

Soon, he disappeared deep into the alley, never to be seen again.

The bamboo branches in the yard are lush and lush.

They are densely covered in a corner of the yard, basking in the hot sun, but the falling shadows are very cool.

There was no wind, so the bamboo leaves were quiet and did not make a sound.

However, an extremely arrogant and domineering voice came from the courtyard, which could completely shatter the entire quiet afternoon.

"I said, brother, why are you so careless? You fell down again."

"Oh, let me see, my clothes are all dirty. Brother, your hands are hurt?"

"My brother is so pitiful. There is no one around him."

The snow-white figure on the ground slowly stretched itself out without speaking.

The long white fingers rubbed against the rough ground, and the skin was already broken.

He was wearing a thin snow-white dress, and his bun was simply held back with a hairpin.

The three thousand hanging green silk threads look like pure black satin in the sunlight, as delicate and slender as

Under the cold back, his face was lowered and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

Just quietly support yourself with your hands, don't make any noise or fuss, just be quiet and silent.

Upon closer inspection, his legs seemed to have no strength and could not move.

Even though his posture was a little distorted, there was no reaction.

Behind him, the wooden wheelchair fell down, as if it had been pushed away by life. The wheels were pointing upward and still sliding silently.

He was too quiet, extremely silent,

The snow-white and beautiful figure tried her best to support herself, lowered her head, and let her hands be covered with dust.

The two people standing in front of me,

One of them was wearing a flamboyant and luxurious satin green shirt. He unfolded a folding fan in his hand and fanned it slowly, without any worry on his face.

Behind him, a servant-like man held an umbrella for him, not daring to show any signs of neglect.

"Hey, where is the loyal little dog beside my brother?"

The young man with the folding fan looked around, pretending to be curious.

The servant naturally responded intelligently,

"Back to the master, I just saw that little bitch running into the kitchen to steal something."

"According to family law, stealing is a heinous act. My servant has already ordered the housekeeper to catch him. Once he is caught, he will be beaten thirty times with a cane."

Hearing this, Mr. Folding Fan put away his fan and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, you did a good job. Stealing is wrong."

"My good brother, don't you think so?"

He stared at the people on the ground and asked with a smile.

The people on earth did not respond,

He held himself up silently and slowly raised half of his face.

Snow-white face, cold and picturesque eyebrows,

The pale eyebrows are as dark as green mountains, and the pair of dark and indifferent eyes like black gems,

The lip color is very light, with a light pink color, and there is no trace of rouge on it.

Dressed in pure white and with a cold and noble appearance, he looked like a banished immortal who had strayed into the world.

Even if it falls into the dust, it is like the clear water hibiscus. Every inch of the figure is as beautiful as a picture.