Yang Liusi

Li Zi and Li Zi, who had been reprimanded, wanted to explain, but as soon as Fang raised his head, he saw his master's slightly sinister gaze, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"Master Wu seems to be really forgetful. The Yang family doesn't have any young masters anymore." Yang Tonghui glanced at Yang Xian, who was as white as a sheet of paper. He didn't have any special expression, and just uttered this sentence lightly.

"You——!" Wu Yuan almost passed out with anger.

"Excuse me, the prime minister, I'm a little puzzled right now." Liu Fanyin spoke suddenly, his voice was as cold as snow, "If the young lady didn't hear wrong just now, Mr. Yang must have met with misfortune?"

Yang Tonghui raised his eyes to look at Liu Fanyin, only to see a pair of black eyes staring at him closely, calm and self-possessed, without any special emotion in it, but it gave people a sense of oppression out of thin air.

"Suddenly ill, unable to recover." Yang Tonghui's voice was still faint.What a joke, he Yang Tonghui has been in court for so many years, still afraid that she will fail as a little girl?

"Oh?" Hearing this, Liu Fanyin smiled inappropriately. Although the smile disappeared quickly, it was still glaringly ironic in Yang Tonghui's eyes.

"My little girl used to have some friendship with Mr. Yang, and I haven't seen him for many days. I don't want Mr. Yang to be unlucky, and I really regret it." Liu Fanyin said, and suddenly saluted Yang Tonghui, "Prime Minister, the white-haired man sent you The black-haired person must be very sad. In this case, the little girl and her friends will not disturb each other, and I ask the prime minister to express my condolences."

Yang Tonghui was stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment, then he nodded slightly, without saying a word, watching Liu Fanyin pull Yang Xian, who was completely out of his mind, away.

It was as if his heart had been cut by a knife, and then his flesh was torn along the wound, the pain was so painful that he was already numb.

"Xian'er!" Wu Yuan was full of anger at the moment, and he didn't bother to find out exactly which song Yang Tonghui and Liu Fanyin sang, but seeing Yang Xian's dumbfounded look, how could he not be anxious?

Liu Fanyin's footsteps paused for a while, and she looked back at Wu Yuan and smiled slightly: "Master Wu is so sad that he is confused. The young man next to the little girl is named Xiaoxian, and he is not very prominent."

After finishing speaking, he nodded towards Wu Yuan, took Yang Xian's hand again and walked out.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Yuan's chaotic mind instantly became clear.

Watching the figures of Liu Fanyin and Yang Xian go away, Wu Yuan's originally angry expression suddenly changed, and suddenly he became sad, almost crying.

Lizi and Lizi were young after all, they had never seen such a face change, they were stunned for a while, not knowing whether they should go to comfort their uncle who was suddenly grieving, or go out to ask a doctor.

Yang Tonghui looked coldly at his brother-in-law who had suddenly entered the show, looked at him indifferently for a while, then raised his eyes to Li Zi and Li Zi and said, "I don't even have the slightest sense of sight. Yang Xian passed away suddenly, Master Wu couldn't bear it anymore, so I went to help Master Wu to rest .”

Only then did Lizi and Lizi come to their senses, and stepped forward to support Wu Yuan from left to right. Just after taking a step, Yang Tonghui yelled loudly from behind: "Don't you know how to comfort Master Wu?!"

Wu Yuan gritted his teeth and continued to play the role of an elder who lost his nephew in grief. He had cast aside Yang Tonghui [-] times in his heart.

While Lizi and Lizi supported Wu Yuan, they wondered in their hearts when their master and uncle became so close, but they really couldn't open their mouths to comfort them.

comfort what?The young master was still standing there alive just now, but his complexion was a bit off. They really couldn't do it with their red lips and white teeth cursing their own young master.

"Xian'er's life is bitter, so it's a good thing to go like this." After waiting for a long time, Wu Yuan didn't hear the two boys around him squeak, so he could only curse Yang Tonghui in his heart, and sighed himself.

Lizi and Lizi were dumbfounded.

"I know Xian'er was close to you two in the past, now that he's gone, I think you'll feel bad too. Don't worry about me, if you're really sad, just show one or two, it's not in vain that he loved you in the past." Wu Yuan looked at this The two young servants looked stunned, and couldn't help but dial a few more times——Yang Tonghui, the second idiot, since he wants to play, why not do the whole set?The prime minister lost his only son, except for the housekeeper who went out to buy things for the funeral a few days ago, there is not even a trace of it in this mansion, even Yang Xian's personal servant has never shown any pain, it is enough to make people laugh up.

Li Zi first recovered from the shock, and said with difficulty: "Uncle, Master, he..."

"Xian'er..." How shrewd Wu Yuan is, he naturally knew what Lizi wanted to ask, so he naturally didn't have to answer, but this kind of cover-up made him suspicious, so he let out a sad cry, as if seeing his own nephew. It was as if he had died in front of him, his legs and feet were weak, and he was about to faint.

Li Zi hastened to exert more strength, so that the uncle would not pass by.

Where did Li Zi dare to ask again, and he exchanged a glance with Li Zi, both of them were terrified and puzzled—either the master and the uncle were bewitched, or...they were blinded together ...

Coming out of the Yang Mansion, Liu Fanyin wanted to take Yang Xian out to relax, but after thinking about it, the Yang Mansion was about to announce Yang Xian's death, so it would be extremely unwise to let Yang Xian appear on the street at this time of.

He just let out a long sigh, and took Yang Xian back to the Liu Mansion first.

The carriage and horses were bumping, but Yang Xian seemed to have never felt it, and he didn't react at all. He still had a pale face and no vitality.

Seeing Yang Xian like this, Liu Fanyin felt distressed, held her hand silently, and sighed softly.

After a long while, Yang Xian was still so lost, but Liu Fanyin couldn't take it anymore, and sighed: "Yang Xian..."

When Yang Xian heard Liu Fanyin calling her, he looked up suddenly as if he was startled. Just at this moment, the carriage jolted, and her sudden movement made her almost bump into the window of the carriage.

Liu Fanyin was startled, and quickly pulled Yang Xian over, but pulled her into his arms.

"Yang..." Liu Fanyin was about to speak, but Yang Xian hugged her waist tightly and buried her face in the hollow of her shoulder. She could already feel the warm moisture radiating from her shoulder.

"Fan Yin, let me hug you." Yang Xian's hoarse voice came, and Liu Fan Yin could hear the crying in her voice, and the sadness that she was trying to suppress, but she couldn't do anything. It was a wrestling between Yang Xian and her father. She couldn't do anything. The only thing she could do was to obey Yang Xian's words, sit quietly in the bumping carriage, hug her and keep each other warm.