Ye Zhilan went to Murong's house the next day.

Sheng Yuehua was still wondering why Ye Zhilan would suddenly arrive, but what was even more surprising was that Ye Zhilan walked directly to Qinshui Pavilion.

Since Murong Mingzhu's accident, Murong Jiao moved to Qinshui Pavilion to live, and did not contact the outside world. Ye Zhilan had never been to Qinshui Pavilion.

Sheng Yuehua followed Ye Zhilan, worried in her heart, worried about Murong Jiao.

As soon as Ye Zhilan entered Qinshui Pavilion, he saw Murong Jiao slowly sweeping away the withered and yellow leaves in the yard.

There is no servant in this Qinshui Pavilion, and Murong Jiao does not allow anyone to approach Qinshui Pavilion, including Sheng Yuehua.

Sheng Yuehua stood outside the door of Qinshui Pavilion and watched Ye Zhilan walk in.

Murong Jiao seemed to have not seen Ye Zhilan at all, and the broom in his hand swept the garden.

Ye Zhilan stood behind him, looking at him wearing a mysterious suit, but his belt was covered with white satin, as if he was wearing mourning for others.

Murong Jiao had long seen Ye Zhilan walk in through the gate, but he didn't look up at all, as if he was not in his eyes, sweeping his own floor and doing his own thing.

Ye Zhilan frowned slightly and said, "Murongjiao, do you not even want to see me?"

The rough bamboo broom still didn't stop sounding, and Murong Jiao's eyes were all covered with fallen leaves.

"Okay," Ye Zhilan said: "You don't want to see me, and I won't force you. I'll take you off after wearing this filial piety for five years. Mingzhu is not dead."

"!"

The sweeping action stopped instantly, Murong Jiao turned his head and looked at Ye Zhilan, "What did you say!"

This is the first time he has spoken to Ye Zhilan in five years.

Ye Zhilan looked at him and said word by word: "Mingzhu is not dead, she is still alive."

The broom in Murong Jiao's hand trembled violently, silent for five years, and despaired for five years, but it turned out to earth in this sentence, "Where is she still alive?!"

"It's in the imperial capital," Ye Zhilan said: "The people from the Mu family saved her and hid her in the East China Sea for five years. Now, she is by Mu Qingyao's side in Lanyun Villa. If you want to see her, go to Lanyun Villa." Murong Jiao was born in the Murong family after all. After being excited at first, he suddenly looked at Ye Zhilan, "This time, what tricks do you want to play? If Mingzhu is really alive and is really in Lanyun Villa, how could you let her go? How could you tell me

I!"

"I have never thought about harming her, so why don't I let her go? Five years ago, we have different positions. Now I have no choice but to let you go. Mingzhu has lost her memory."

Murong Jiao's pupils tightened, "She lost her memory, what did you do to her!"

"I don't know why she lost her memory. If you want to know, you can go to Lanyun Villa to see her. The news about me has been brought to you, and the rest depends on you."

After saying that, Ye Zhilan turned around and left.

Murong Jiao was stunned, not knowing how long he had stood, until his bones were almost stiff, and he slowly came to his senses. He looked down at the vaginal discharge around his waist and reached out to remove it.

The leucorrhea was folded into a ball on the ground, and together with the fallen leaves, bid farewell to the whole autumn.

After five years, Murong Jiao finally left Qinshui Pavilion and left the Murong family.

"Where are you going?" Sheng Yuehua stopped Murong Jiao in front of the gate.

Murong Jiao did not answer, and he was about to bypass her and still left. "Stop!" Sheng Yuehua blocked in front of him again, his beautiful eyes filled with furious anger, "It's been five years, you don't want to say a word to me, and you don't even want to see me. Now that you are leaving, at least tell me where you are going and when to go back

Come on, how long do I have to wait for you?"

Murong Jiao glanced at her faintly, "You don't need to wait for me, you never need to."

Sheng Yuehua's eyes were red, "Is this your attitude towards me?" "Is this your attitude towards me?" "I have nothing to do with you when you joined forces with Ye Zhilan to plot against my family," Murong Jiao said calmly, "My sister is not dead, she is still alive, I will take her back, everything that belongs to her in your hands must be

I'll give it back to her, she is the head of the Murong family, and she will always be."

"I can give it back to her in the Murong family, but you, how can you be so cruel to me!

Nian, you don’t care about the world, it was me who held up the Murong family’s presence. If it weren’t for me, you would have been already.” “I’m already dead,” Murong Jiao curled his lips coldly, “Like my elder brother and second brother, I’m dead for a bad life, right? Should I be glad you fell in love with me and protect me? The Murong family was divided into pieces, and my elder brother and my younger sister died tragically, leaving me and my fourth brother Gou

Yan Canpan, should I thank you, or should I thank Ye Zhilan?" With a sneer, Murong Jiao continued, "You first harmed my whole family and came forward to save me. Now I feel that I am my benefactor? Miss Sheng, back then, you should have killed me with Ye Zhilan and killed me. If you don't kill me, let me live. I have lived like a walking corpse for five years, mourning for my brother and sister every day, and never forget the great kindness you and Ye Zhilan have eyes for me. The sky has eyes, Mingzhu is still alive, she is alive, I have nothing to ask for, but remember, even if I, Murong Jiao, is lonely

I will never be moved by you!"

After saying that, he never looked at her at all and stepped out of the Murong family's door.

Sheng Yuehua turned around and looked at his left back, slowly closed his eyes, covering up his regret and pain.

She didn't want to, but she had no choice.

Murong Jiao came to Lanyun Villa, and Mu Qingyao treated him honestly.

Knowing the purpose of Murong Jiao’s arrival, Mu Qingyao did not obstruct him and took Murong Jiao to Songlinyuan, but hesitated for a while when he was about to go in.

"What's wrong?" Murong Jiao asked anxiously.

"That's right, Chen'er, it's Mingzhu. She doesn't remember what happened before, and she becomes as brave as a child. You must be mentally prepared."

"It's not easy for her to live. Besides, she was a little fool when she was born. My father and brother raised her. No matter what she became, I can accept it. Please rest assured, Mr. Mu."

"That's good." Mu Qingyao nodded, "I'll go in and comfort her first, so that she won't think you're a stranger and cry again."

"good."

Mu Qingyao walked into Songlin Garden and saw Chen'er sitting at the stone table, feeding the rabbit with a few tender grass leaves.

The snow-white rabbit shook his ears and chewed the grass leaves well.

Mu Qingyao sat down, looked at Chen'er's empty eyes, and after a moment, he whispered: "Chen'er, wait for an older brother to see you, don't be afraid, this older brother is a good person."

Chen'er "looked" at Mu Qingyao and blinked blankly.

Mu Qingyao smiled, "It doesn't matter if you are afraid. I will be by your side, so Chen'er must be obedient and not hurt that brother, do you know?"

Chen'er understood and nodded slowly.

Mu Qingyao looked outside the yard and nodded.

Murong Jiao walked in and saw the person in front of the stone table at a glance.

The sunshine in late autumn and early winter was dim. She sat there quietly, her head was full of silver as bright as snow, her gray eyes were empty, and her eyes were clearly facing him, but he could not see the focal length in her eyes.

In a trance, Murong Jiao remembered the Murong Mingzhu at the time, how energetic it was, and now

There was an unhidden tremor in his breathing, and Murong Jiao walked towards Chen'er step by step.

Mu Qingyao was always alert, fearing that Murong Jiao would be scared when approaching Chen'er. Unexpectedly, Chen'er was very obedient to Murong Jiao's approach, motionless, and "looked" at Murong Jiao in a daze through the boundless darkness.

Murong Jiao walked to Murong Mingzhu and slowly stretched out his hand, as if it was difficult to determine. The person in front of him was really his own flesh and blood. Is it a young girl who hurts in his heart?

The heat of the fingers was against the skin. Murong Jiao half-kneeled down, looked up at Murong Mingzhu, his tightly pursed lips could no longer be suppressed, and he said in a trembling voice: "Mingzhu."

Chen'er "looked" at him emptyly, his expression as usual, but blinked his eyelashes when his fingers touched her cheek.

But when the word "Pearl" escaped from his mouth, Chen'er was stunned. After a moment, a tear fell straight from his eyes.

Tears fell to the ground, falling to pieces.

Mu Qingyao was stunned for a moment and she cried.

Chen'er was quiet, but tears fell one by one. There was no Murong Jiao in her eyes, and the most important part was missing in her memory, but she still instinctively shed tears.

/>The brother and sister separated for five years.

Blood relatives die and wither.

Even if she lost her memory, even if she was irrational, even if she was blind, she still felt it.

The Murong family has deep love for brothers and sisters, and will live forever. The blue and yellow springs are thicker than water, so they dare not forget each other.

"Mingzhu," Murong Jiao stood up, held the person in his arms, and whispered: "No matter what he had in the future, the third brother will protect you and will never leave you again. Even if we die, we brothers and sisters will die together and will never be separated again."

Chen'er obediently asked him to hold him, but still couldn't remember anything. He instinctively got close to Murong Jiao.

Murong Jiao naturally had to ask clearly about Murong Mingzhu who became like this.

Mu Qingyao still told Murong Jiao everything he said to Ye Zhilan.

Unlike Ye Zhilan, Murong Jiao knew everything and gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Ye Zhilan poisoned her and caused her to do this!" "Chen'er would become like this for many reasons. Later I thought that the moon in her body was poisoned by the Bingquan again, and the external and internal injuries were very serious. It was because she had a strong internal force in her body, which came from King Yong's sitting in Forget.

The heart is determined. Except for the heart failure, there is no other internal force in the world that can be so pure. The internal force turns into true energy to protect her life, so that she can live now, and to restore her mind, and even restore her mind, it will take time to slowly think of a solution."

"No," Murong Jiao suddenly said: "Don't think of any more solutions, just let her keep doing this."
Chapter completed!