I saw that he was not breathing.

"Congratulations, my lord..."

The secret guards who came knelt down one by one and sent him off in unison.

Although Xiao's side husband is not the master's official husband, their master has married such a husband in this life. When the master was still alive, he doted on him in every possible way. If no accident happened, he would definitely be the master's official husband in the future.
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Therefore, in their hearts, Xiao Yu has always been the male master of the house and the master's husband. Now that the master has left, the male master has also followed, leaving them all behind, not knowing what to do.

Xiao Yu knew she was going to die.

So before he died, he gave the secret guards freedom and prepared ordinary identities for them. The gold, silver and jewelry that Zhao Qinglan gave him when he was still alive were all left to them, and he also left them letters.

The requirement is to live well, not to commit suicide or seek death. If you can meet the person you like, get married, have children, and live an ordinary life.

"My lord... you're on your way."

"In the next life, you and your master must be happy..."

Zhao Qinglan saw that her subordinates buried her and Xiao Yu together.

After that, they did not leave, but built a house in this place, married a wife, had children, and settled down. Not only the secret guards, but also the two guards and siblings around her also came here incognito, and began

Now, the hectic life of ordinary people...

Zhao Qinglan woke up.

I sat up from the bed and couldn't calm down my chaotic mood for a long time.

"Dream?"

No, this is the scene after her death, it should have really happened.

Raise your hands to cover your chest.

Uncomfortable.

I closed my eyes slightly, and in my mind was the emaciated figure of Xiao Yu. In my memory, Xiao Yu was always fair and clean, with a fleshy face, but in the dream, he was sickly and emaciated.

Like.

He kept filial piety to himself.

On his head was a hairpin that he had given to him. Zhao Qinglan couldn't bear the thought of him vomiting blood and leaning on his grave with his eyes closed.

Feeling depressed.

Zhao Qinglan stood up and walked out of her room. She wanted to go out and get some air. After passing by Xiao Yu's room, she subconsciously stopped.

He is still there.

In this life, I will let you live a carefree life. Whatever you want, as long as I have it, I will give it to you.

"Sister Qinglan, what are you doing standing here?"

"Oh, will you get up and get some water too?"

A familiar voice sounded from behind.

The light comes on.

Zhao Qinglan looked back and saw a young man wearing home clothes. His eyes were sleepy and he looked like he had not woken up. He was holding a glass of water in his hand.

He is Xiao Yu.

She is the Xiao Yu in this life, and she is also the Xiao Yu in the previous life.

Zhao Qinglan looked straight at her.

Xiao Yu grabbed a handful of hair.

She was a little confused when she saw him. Is there anything wrong with him? He looked down at himself and then at the water in his hand.

I understand. My sister wants to drink water. It seems she is really thirsty.

"Here you go!" Xiao Yu stepped forward, reached out and handed the sleeping bag she had just poured to her.

Zhao Qinglan didn't answer. She stepped forward, stretched out her hands to take him into her arms, tightened her grip, and hugged him.

What's wrong?

What to do?

Xiao Yu stretched out her hand, tilted the water in her hand, and poured some out.

Suddenly being hugged, Xiao Yu was a little confused. When she came to her senses, her eyes widened. Ah, sister, sister, she hugged him.

No matter what the reason is, just give him a hug.

He put his arms around her waist and rubbed her.

"I will protect you in this life."

Protect?

Although I don’t understand the situation a bit.

But, it’s not important.

The mood can be calmed down.

Zhao Qinglan let go of him and stepped back, feeling a little annoyed.

I reached out and took the water in his hand, took a sip, and gave it back to him.

"Go to bed early."

Zhao Qinglan said and walked towards the door.

Seeing that she was about to go out, Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment and asked: "Sister, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Qinglan waved her hand, "Let's go to the rooftop to enjoy the breeze."

So I can't sleep.

"I'll go too."

Xiao Yu drank the water and walked quickly to her side, "Come on, I can't sleep now, let's take a look at the night view. This is a foreign country, I just want to take a photo, and then I will post on Weibo and write about my visit here.

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"Follow me."

Flying over rocks and walking over walls, Zhao Qinglan and Xiao Yu soon sat on the railing of the rooftop of the hotel. (Dangerous moves, please do not imitate, the novel is illusory.)

"Wow, the scenery here is great."

Xiao Yu took out her mobile phone and started taking pictures.

There are more than ten floors. From this angle, looking down, it is really high.

"Don't move, be careful if you fall."

"I'm not afraid, sister, you won't let me fall."

Even if he does fall, with his sister's martial arts skills, she can easily catch him and fly away.

To be trusted so unreservedly, it must be said that her womanly vanity was satisfied.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be such a vain person.

"Well, nothing will happen to you."

"Sister, why are you so nice to me."

"I owe you."

Also, I want to be nice to you.

"Hey, I'll be proud."

Xiao Yu sat next to her, holding her mobile phone to take photos of the two of them.

"Look ahead."

Zhao Qinglan raised her eyes.

Xiao Yu leaned close to her cheek and took a photo.

"From now on, this photo will be my family heirloom."

Speechless.

Just a photo heirloom.

Still a child!

Perhaps because she was too complacent, Xiao Yu's phone slipped from her hand and fell straight down.

Gone.

His cell phone is gone.
To be continued...