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Hearing that, Mu Rong Yuan was stunned at first, then smiled warmly: "How can there be such gossip, we are both friends, and also brothers. Could it be that when brother cares about me, others will also suspect him? "

Lu Zi Nuo's face flushed red with anger at Mu Rong Chun's words, he shouted: Who would be as bored as you?

"Am I bored? Last night, everyone would think like this, I still know the whole story, I know A Yuan is comforting you, but now look at all of you! Think about it, Prince Zhang Huai. You all should be more cautious, don't do anything that would cause trouble! "

What happened last night? Lu Zi Nuo was even more baffled when he heard his, but after seeing Mu Rong Yuan's clear gaze, he became calm. He had a clear conscience! Why would I care what others say? Furthermore, how many people really care about me, who cares what they say.

Also, His Royal Highness King Yong can tolerate you spreading evil fire all over the place, but I don't have that kind of tolerance. "

With that, Lu Zi Nuo returned to his room and slammed the door.

Mu Rong Chun was choked up to the point of not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Indeed, meeting Liu Ti was an accident, but she was also refuted to the point of being speechless, her face was disgraced, she still had no way to explain herself, and there was nothing she could do to solve it, after all, this world was not his.

This Lu Zi Nuo, on the other hand, did not give him any face at all.

Seeing his brother frown, Mu Rong Yuan laughed and patted Mu Rong Chun's shoulder: "Being angry proves that this is a crime that doesn't need to be committed. No one is willing to accept this insult, Brother, don't take it to heart."

Mu Rong Chun was still unhappy, but he immediately thought back to himself, why was he so forgiving of Lu Zi Nuo? Perhaps it was because he was too young, and he was also a rather straightforward person. Forget it, there was no need to get mad at a child.

Lu Zi Nuo and Di Xian had left Dan Yang City before the curfew time, and the carriage travelled at a leisurely pace under the moonlight. Di Xian talked about how she had followed Lu Zi Nuo ever since she met him in the capital, causing Lu Zi Nuo's heart to feel itchy and sweet yet painful. Finally, she could only sigh.

Actually, even if Mu Rong Chun didn't mention anything about his missing sleeve, she still had to keep his distance from Mu Rong Yuan. After all, he was a noble king. Even if he wasn't a man, his status was still far worse, and he had no future to speak of.

Lu Zi Nuo didn't feel deep regret, but rather felt incomparably grateful towards this man's identity, so that she could befriend Mu Rong Yuan, Liu Zhen Yang, and the others. In terms of affection, apart from kinship, friendship was more lasting than love.

Now that he was free, Lu Zi Nuo wished to travel thousands of miles in a day, but there were many water routes in the south, and the weather was changing. After travelling for three days through both wind and rain, he could finally abandon the black river boat and set foot in Water Ink Town. However, at this moment, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, and even had the thought of turning around and fleeing.

Lu Zi Nuo bit his lips, his right hand clenching into a fist, his nails digging into his flesh.

"Di Xian, I'm a little scared."

The wind blew but it was not cold. It messed up Lu Zi Nuo's hair and made her look a little miserable: "I'm afraid that when I see Third Sister, she will ignore me, that she will blame me, that she will …"

He could not continue. He could only wring his fingers and lower his head. His eyes, however, were abnormally dry and dry. There were no tears in his eyes.

Di Xian never said much, nor would she comfort others. She only extended her arm and protected Lu Zi Nuo in front of him.

"Let's go." Fortunately, Lu Zi Nuo didn't wait for him to comfort them, and after a while, they walked forward again. This town wasn't big, so they found the Chang Clan without expending much effort.

The yard's door that was not thick was slowly pushed open, but at first glance, it was a coffin with a piece of black wood, causing Lu Zi Nuo to feel an intense pain in his heart, causing her to have no choice but to kneel down.

Di Xian was about to go and help her, but she waved her hand, "You should go and take a look."

Walking to the coffin, Di Xian saw that Lu Zi Xun's face was obviously painted on by someone else. His face was flushed and there was a bit of a smile on his face.

Di Xian sorrowfully turned her head and nodded to Lu Zi Nuo, tears flowing down.

Lu Zi Nuo held onto his chest, and only after a long while did he push himself up from the ground, and slowly walked towards the coffin.

From the door to the coffin, she slowly walked a total of twelve steps. Each step was as if she was walking on the tip of her heart, painful to the point of numbness.

With a "Putong" sound, Lu Zi Nuo knelt in front of the coffin and gently caressed it. It was as if she was caressing Third Sister's long hair, and his actions were gentle yet careful.

"Third Sister, I'll take you home."

She had thought that she would never cry again in this life, but now she was sobbing, tears streaming down her face as they fell onto the pitch-black coffin.

In the distance, ear-piercing noises of gongs, drums, firecrackers could be heard. Chang Sheng and Guardian's daughter's wedding was being held right now at the Chang Clan Residence.

The origin of all this was actually Lu Zi Nuo himself. He had personally sent Third Sister away, yet now it was such a desolate scene. She was resentful and resentful, but no matter what, it was useless. Third Sister had left and he would never wake up again …

At this moment, Lu Zi Nuo was extremely regretful, but he felt that he did not have the face to regret it. Mu Rong Yuan saying that she was too one-sided was good to hear, now that he thought about it, she was not one-sided, he was just being stubborn, harming himself.

She thought that if she sent the Third Sister and Chang Sheng away, she would be satisfied, and she would be happy. Although Zi Qian did not say anything important at that time, but he definitely did not agree with it in his heart, which was why he had secretly prepared quite a bit of dowry for Zi Ling, and gave it to her afterwards. That was why Mu Rong Yuan had sent his shadow guard to follow him, afraid of making a mistake.

But this dowry, this follower still could not promote Zi Ling's position. Death after death in the heart, was unavoidable.

The one who pushed Zi Ling into the abyss was none other than her, Lu Zi Nuo. She had used her innocence to kill Zi Ling.

The wind gently swept the paper money away, but there was one that seemed to be alive that refused to leave. It went around Lu Zi Nuo's face and finally fell into his palm. The paper money was soft and exquisite, quietly lying in Lu Zi Nuo's hands, as if comforting him.

In front of him stood a tombstone, with a few strokes he completed Lu Zi Ling's life.

This was a mountain range filled with beautiful water. If one looked down, they would be able to see the Lu Family's Peizhou's house.

Lu Zi Nuo knelt down and kowtowed, thinking back to that day when Lu Zi Ling made the simple marriage ceremony, Zi Ling's eyes were filled with tears, and he tightly held onto the man's hand, and could not help but clench his fist.

And when he recalled how calm his father was when he received news of Zi Ling's death, Lu Zi Nuo felt even more that it wasn't worth it. From the moment Zi Ling stepped out of the Lu Mansion and left the Peizhou, her father had already treated her as a deceased person.

Three kowtows has three. One, I will be strong, and I will live for myself in the future. Two, I will grow, I will protect the safety of the Lu family. Three, I will treasure all those who have passed through me.

Third Sister, take care.