Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 283 Do not bully my son (4)

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  Yun Si finally stood still at one of the places, raised her head, stared at the wall, thoughtful.

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

  If she didn't guess wrong

   Could he be the son of this family?

   Yun Si began to look for the door.

  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 that you might be discovered.

  Yun Si looked around, she was the only one in the alley.

   Gearing up, he leaped lightly.

   Soon, he disappeared into the depths of the alley and was never seen again.

  The bamboo branches in the yard are lush and lush.

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

  There is no wind, so the bamboo leaves are also quiet, without making a sound.

   Instead, an extremely arrogant and domineering voice came from the yard, which could completely shatter the entire quiet noon.

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

   "Oh, let me see, the clothes are all dirty, ah, brother, your hands are hurt?"

   "Brother is so pitiful, there is no one around him."

  The snow-white figure on the ground slowly propped itself up without speaking.

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

  He was wearing a thin snow-white long dress, and his hair was simply tied behind him with a hairpin.

  Three thousand blue silks hanging down, like pure black satin in the sun, slender and slender,

  Under the cold back, with his face down, unable to see his face clearly,

  Just propping himself up with his hands quietly, neither noisy nor fussy, quiet and silent.

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

   Even though the posture was a little twisted, there was no response.

  Behind him, the fallen wooden wheelchair seemed to be pushed away by life, with the rollers facing upwards, still sliding silently,

  He was so quiet, so silent,

  The snow-white and beautiful figure supported herself with all her strength, lowered her head, and let her hands be covered with dust.

   The two people standing in front of them,

  One of them was wearing a flamboyant and extravagant silk and satin green shirt. He spread out a folding fan in his hand, and fanned it slowly, without any anxiety on his face.

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

   "Hey, where did the loyal puppy next to my brother go?"

  The boy who folded the fan looked around, pretending to be curious.

  The servants naturally responded cleverly,

   "Return to son, the slave just saw that little **** go to the back kitchen to steal something."

   "According to family law, stealing is a heinous act. The slave has already ordered the housekeeper to arrest him. Once he is caught, he will be beaten thirty times."

  Fan Master put away his fan when he heard the words, and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, you did a good job, stealing is wrong."

   "My good brother, do you think so?"

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

  People on the earth did not answer,

   Supporting himself in silence, he slowly raised half of his face.

  Snow-white face, cool and picturesque eyebrows,

  Light eyebrows like green mountains in the distance, those dark and indifferent eyes like black gems,

  The lip color is very light, with a light pink color, without any rouge,

  He is dressed in pure white, with a cold and noble appearance, making him look like a banished fairy who has strayed into the world,

  Even if it falls into the dust, it is like a lotus in clear water, every inch of its figure is beautiful and picturesque.

  (end of this chapter)