Shangguan Yujin and Ye Qingfeng were playing chess, while Ye Kexin took Qi Xuan to work in the kitchen.

"Yuntian..." Ye Qingfeng dropped his voice lightly and stopped talking.

Shangguan Yujin paused and said, "Young Master Ye, I just said it's okay."

"In the past, our whole family thought that you were not a good match for my heart, but I couldn't help but like you. You two are also happy with each other, so you are happy to see it come to fruition." Ye Qingfeng paused and then said: "Now...

If you really have no intention of her... tell her earlier. As a brother, I don't want her to be sad, but if sadness is unavoidable, at least you should know it early and prevent it early so that you can recover sooner."

Shangguan Yujin is a transparent person, and his meaning is very clear. If there is intention, they will not object. If there is no intention, they should make it clear as soon as possible. Waiting in vain is the most hurtful thing.

It turned out that they actually didn't like his brother-in-law, nor did they think highly of him. Shangguan Yujin smiled, but he didn't expect that one day he would be disliked by others. He was silent for a long time and nodded: "Okay."

Ye Kexin showed off her skills and cooked nineteen dishes in one go. They paired them with fine wine and beauties, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

Early the next morning, Ye Kexin followed Shangguan Yujin to Murong Mansion. When Ye Kexin saw Murong Hao, he was indeed a handsome gentleman, modest and polite. No wonder the princess liked him, but it was a pity that his appearance was ruined.

Without disfigurement, he must be a rare and beautiful man.

Murong Hao didn't feel disgusted when he looked at someone who was looking at him intently, because there was no contempt or pity in that person's eyes, only a little regret.

"Who is this?" Murong Hao asked Shangguan Yujin.

"My little junior sister." Shangguan Yujin looked at the indifferent Ye Kexin with rare admiration. Facing such an unrecognizable face, she showed no surprise, fear, contempt or pity, just the most basic

Indifferently, this is the most basic respect for Murong Hao.

"Mr. Murong, my name is Ye Kexin." Ye Kexin looked away and nodded lightly.

"I already know your purpose of coming." Murong Hao asked hopefully, "Do you really have news about Yang Ling'er?"

"I do know a person named Yang Ling'er, but it's hard to say whether he is the person Mr. Murong is looking for." Ye Kexin smiled: "I can make an impromptu painting to see if the woman in the painting is Mr. Murong.

The person you are looking for."

"Okay." Murong Hao nodded, it was indeed a good idea: "Please."

"Sir, the pen and ink are ready." A boy put down the grinding table and stepped aside respectfully.

Ye Kexin walked to the table, recalled Yang Ling'er's appearance in his mind, and began to paint.

With the speed of Ye Kexin's painting, the woman on the paper slowly appeared. Her beautiful hair was flying slightly, and her slender willow eyebrows were lightly frowned, giving rise to infinite sorrow. A pair of charming eyes, her jade cheeks were slightly red,

She has delicate lips, a flower-like melon-seed face that is as crystal clear as jade, a maple leaf printed on her right wrist, and half an amethyst jade hanging from her waist. Her figure is graceful and slender, elegant and elegant.

Murong Hao looked at the strange yet familiar woman, picked up the painting excitedly and asked, "Is that her?" The maple leaf in her hand was printed by them together, and there was an exact same one on his left hand, as well as on her waist.

It was tied to the jade pendant passed down by his family. It was definitely his Ling'er. He suppressed his excitement and asked eagerly: "Where is she?"

"I wonder what Mr. Murong wants to see her for?" Ye Kexin asked softly, looking at the extremely excited Murong Hao.

"She...she is my wife." Murong Hao took out half a piece of amethyst jade from his arms. He once said that when they grow up, he would marry her, and he said that he would love her forever. But they

When he grew up, he tried every means but could not find her.

Ye Kexin looked at the identical purple jade, her expression suddenly changed, she took a deep breath, a tear fell uncontrollably from the corner of her eye, and she asked in a low trembling voice: "So it's you."

Murong Hao looked at the deep Ye Kexin and asked eagerly again: "Where is she?"

"She is already married." Ye Kexin looked at Murong Hao with an extremely cold expression.

Murong Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking. After a long time, he asked again: "How is she doing?"

"It's not good, it's very bad." Ye Kexin lowered her eyes, clenched her fists, and said, "She is about to die."

"What?" Murong Hao raised his head fiercely: "How could this happen?"
Chapter completed!