A strange dark light flashed in Mingyuan's eyes, and then he showed a smile, "What are the words of the third senior brother? I naturally have no objection to entering and leaving Nanliu Villa."

As he said that, he changed his subject, "The third brother is okay to go in, but Yi Xuan cannot go in. The master is not in the villa now. If you want to meet the master's wife, you must get the master's consent."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone and acted to call Ren Nan.

"etc."

The low voice, the tone is cool and thin, and it exudes a bit of indifference that keeps people from thousands of miles away.

This sound...

Yi Xuan's eyes lit up, and he looked back and saw that in the sun, the man walked towards him with great strides.

He was overjoyed, it was great. The second senior brother is here, so there is no need to see Mingyuan pretending to be a tiger.

Mingyuan saw the man walking not far away, his face slightly darkened.

Damn, he's back.

Walking up the steps, Duan Fan glanced at the person sitting in the wheelchair, and then gave Yi Xuan a cold look.

He was so brave that he dared to secretly take Lan Xi back to Fengyun City without hiding it.

Yi Xuan touched his nose with an innocent look on his face.

He just listened to the third senior brother, so he couldn't blame him.

He is innocent, too.

Duan Fan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Mingyuan, with a strong tone, "We want to visit the teacher's wife, do you have any objections?"

Mingyuan's smile was a little stiff, "I just did things according to the master's orders, and I hope the second senior brother won't make things difficult for me."

Duan Fan directly replied with a word, "Master has never said that we were not allowed to come to visit Master's wife."

Mingyuan was speechless, "..."

"We just came to visit the teacher's wife for a while and left in half an hour." Duan Fan said indifferently.

"If you don't let us do it, we will force ourselves to break through, you can do it."

He threatened blatantly, and Mingyuan's face turned as dark as coal.

Duan Fan alone is not worried, but his strange medicines are scary.

After hesitating for a moment, he made way for him.

He wanted to see what tricks they wanted to play.

"Let's go." Duan Fan glanced at Yi Xuan, then reached out and pushed the wheelchair in.

After passing by Mingyuan, Yi Xuan snorted coldly, "I really thought that Qiqi was not here, so you could do it freely?"

He shook his head and walked into the villa with a swagger.

Mingyuan had a gloomy face. For him, the two words he hated to hear most in his life were Ye Qi.

They are all orphans, and they are all picked up by their masters and adopted them, but she is always taller than him. Ye Qi can do whatever she wants and is not restricted, and is even regarded as a genius by people inside Fengyun City.

But he could only follow the rules and follow others' orders and become a puppet of his master, and could not have any disobedience.

He was dissatisfied and even more unwilling to accept it.

Looking at the direction they left, a trace of hatred flashed in Mingyuan's eyes and he stepped forward and followed.

Bypassing the long corridor and turning left and right, the complex route is very like walking on a maze.

If Yi Xuan hadn't lived here since childhood, he would have felt like he would have lost his way.

Finally, I heard the plaque of Liuyuan come into my eyes.

The plum blossoms at the door were blooming brightly, and the pink stamens were filled with a faint fragrance.

Yi Xuan paused and blurted out and sighed, "If Qiqi were still here, these plum blossoms would definitely be bald."

Lan Xi smiled faintly, Qiqi's naughty ghost.

At this time, a figure came out of the yard.

The woman is about forties, wearing a light blue dress, with bare face facing the sky, her eyes are slightly red, and her expression is a bit sad.

"Aunt Zhao." Yi Xuan shouted excitedly.

The woman who was called "Aunt Zhao" looked over in the voice and saw the three of them, she burst into tears in joy.

She trotted over and breathed slightly.

"Why are you three back?"

She pulled Yi Xuan and burst into tears, "You kid, you haven't come back for so long, so you're worried about Aunt Zhao's death."

Yi Xuan smiled and said, "I'm back to see you now."

Aunt Zhao wiped her tears, looked down at Lan Xi, and asked with concern, "San Master, why are your face so ugly? Have you been feeling uncomfortable again recently?"

Lan Xi shook her head, the smile in her eyes was stained with warmth, "It's fine, it's just that the weather is cold, it's a little cold."

Aunt Zhao looked at the three of them and tears fell unstoppable, "It's fine if you're okay, it's fine if you're all okay."

She has watched them grow up since they were young, and she has long regarded them as her children.

Yi Xuan asked anxiously, "Aunt Zhao, where is the teacher's wife, is she okay?"

The joy in Aunt Zhao's eyes faded, and her eyebrows were filled with sorrow, "Madam, she is still the same. She has been experiencing colds recently, and she has lost weight all over her body."

Since Miss Seven's death, the wife's whole body seemed to have her soul emptied, and she often cried in tears.

Upon hearing this, Yi Xuan and the other two became serious.

"I'll take you in. Madam will definitely be happy when she sees you three." Aunt Zhao said.

Lan Xi and the other two followed her into the yard, and the plum blossoms were blooming.

The door was half open, and the falling petals blew in, lying alone on the ground.

Aunt Zhao pushed the door and walked in, "Madam, the second young master and the others are back to see you."

Duan Fan and the other two followed behind, which was different from the outside. The curtains in the house were closed, and the dim light made people feel a sense of suffocation.

Yi Xuan frowned, "Aunt Zhao, why don't you open the curtains? Why don't you turn on the lights in the room?"

Aunt Zhao whispered, "Madam, don't let me."

Upon hearing this, Yi Xuan was stunned.

Over there, Lan Xi glanced at Duan Fan, who nodded knowingly, turned around and walked to turn on the lights.

Lan Xi pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached the woman sitting in the rocking chair.

The lights turned on, and the room became bright in an instant.

The appearance of the woman sitting in a rocking chair is exposed to the light.

He has beautiful facial features and fine lines on the corners of his eyes. Even so, it can still be seen that a woman was also a beautiful beauty when she was young.

Perhaps it was because the sun hadn't been seen for a long time, the woman's face was a bit sickly pale, and her eyes were empty and she looked at the photo frame in her hand, like a puppet with her soul stripped away, without any breath.

Lan Xi's nose was slightly sour. Since the Qiqi incident, they rarely came back, especially with the master, and it was not easy for them to see the master's wife.

This should be the second time they met their master's wife after something happened to Qiqi.

His voice couldn't help but choke, "Master's wife."

The woman sitting in the rocking chair was unmoved, as if she had not heard his voice.

"Master's wife, look at us, we're back." Yi Xuan rushed over, knelt in front of her, and grabbed her hand.

Tentacles reach, they are all human bones.

Yi Xuan looked as if she was almost as thin as a paper man, tears that were hiding in her eyes suddenly fell.

As the saying goes, men don’t cry easily, but they are not sad.

"Master's wife."

Crystal tears fell on the back of the woman's hand, and the woman's Wuhei's eyes moved and slowly pulled back her hand.
Chapter completed!