The next day, Shuangmuzi had a high fever and did not subside; Du's mother hired a doctor for her and allowed Shuangmuzi to rest.

Early this morning, most of the people in the building had not stood up; Shuang Muzi lies for a few days and was hard all over. It was rare that there was no one in the morning and the air was good, so she stood up and walked to the East Courtyard, where she once lived.

I saw that the east courtyard was now covered with weeds and the dilapidated cottage was hit by wind and rain. The most attractive thing was the two tall pear trees standing tall in the courtyard;

Now, the season for pear blossoms to bloom has passed, but the two pear trees in front of me are blooming more and more. The petals of snow are overflowing in the air and are unwilling to wither for a long time. Between the two trees, they are hung high with a vine rope. Perhaps, the trees are blocked well, and the swing is still as new.

Shuang Muzi happily circled under the tree; this pear blossom tree was obtained by himself after a lot of effort, but he didn't expect it to grow so luxuriantly now; he sat leisurely on the swing and swinging leisurely, enjoying his own small sky.

Shuang Muzi sat leisurely on the swing, enjoying her own small sky. She looked up at the white flowers, and a hint of sadness appeared on her face.

‘I hope that one day, I will no longer be left alone, and I will stay alone for half a lifetime of flowers.’ She prayed silently in her heart, and in her trance expression, the figure who had been missing for half a lifetime appeared.

In the Yanyu Building; Mother Du was pointing fingers and directing the people.

I saw Gao Jin walking slowly in a lazy manner with a folding fan in his hand; while Song Jingran was still in the same shape, expressionless, and as cold as frost, with his hands beside him.

"Oh... It's so early today. Our building hasn't started yet!" Mother Du's eyes lit up, and she shook her silk handkerchief as if she had seen a treasure, and quickly met her.

"Why, Mother Du doesn't welcome me?" Gao Jin looked at Mother Du with a playful look.

"How dare you? How dare you? The prince is here. I can't ask for it. But it's still early, and I don't know if you two want to eat some dinner first?" Du's mother said, and she didn't forget to use a silk squid to wipe Gao Jin's body with a silk squid.

"Well, all the good wine and food are ready. Later, Miss Xia will be invited too." Song Jingran said as he walked upstairs with Gao Jin.

"Okay... I'll do it now." Mother Du shouted happily behind her, feeling happy.

Song Jingran and Gao Jin walked into the Lihua Pavilion familiarly; they saw that Song Jingran lightly tapped under the flower stand next to the curtain; it was originally a screen, but it slowly moved out, a small secret room;

Song Jingran and Gao Jin looked at each other and walked into the room quickly. It was extremely simple. On a desk, there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and two wooden chairs; a small bookshelves, with a few old books; Song Jingran twisted the desk, and the door that had just entered slowly closed.

"Do you find out what you found?" Gao Jin put away his usual playboy and replaced it with a serious and cautious look on his face.

"After the incident in Lin's mansion, the King of Beiliang ordered all the corpses in the mansion to burn on the spot; because time was too tight, I could only send someone to secretly investigate, but because the bodies were burned and their faces were even more difficult to identify, so..." Song Jingran said solemnly.

"What do you mean is that she is likely to be Xuan'er?" Gao Jin was so excited that he could not hide his excitement when he thought that Lin Xuan'er might survive.

"After a period of debate, secret guards came to report, it can be basically confirmed that none of the Lin family was spared." Song Jingran shook his head sadly, although he also fantasized about Lin Xuaner's life.

Gao Jin sat at the desk in disappointment, frowned and silent.

"She is indeed a bit similar to Xuan'er, but after nearly ten years, I can't guarantee anything;" Song Jingran looked at the paint on the wall to make a splendid painting.

"But from the first sight of her, I felt that she was incomprehensible; I always felt that she was Xuan'er." Gao Jin stood up and looked at Song Jingran's eyes.

"A Jin, I know that you have always felt deeply guilty about the Lin Mansion; but there are not a few people in the world who are similar; just like when I first saw Yu Zixia, she was so similar to Qinglian. I always thought that Qinglian was back, but when I calmed down, I thought about it carefully, and slowly began to accept that she was not Qinglian, but just similar." Song Jingran was sad. Although time had passed, the memory in his heart would never be erased.

"I understand your difficulties. Maybe they are just similar; but as long as there is a slight possibility, I can't let it go. This is what I can do for the Lin family in the end." Gao Jin was sincere and he could not save the past, but he never regretted it. Although he felt guilty, it was just for the Lin family.

"Don't worry, I will send someone to investigate in secret." Song Jingran patted Gao Jin on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Jingran..." Gao Jin looked at Song Jingran solemnly, "Xuan'er has always had a special liking for you; if..."

"I just treat Xuan'er as my sister. Everything in the past was just for Amo's "Lin Mo". I also said it to Xuan'er; so there is no need to mention this matter." Song Jingran cut off Gao Jin's words, and he knew that Gao Jin had always wanted to accept Xuan'er, but he hoped to let the flow of love affairs.

"Is it because of Yu Zixia's appearance?" Gao Jin looked at Song Jingran with curiosity and doubts.

"Maybe, maybe there are more." Song Jingran avoided Gao Jin's complicated eyes. He had to admit that Yu Zixia's appearance rekindled his desire for Lin Qinglian; this was his inner selfishness;

"Since that's the case, let's act." Gao Jin's mouth curled slightly, and there was a touch of playful smile.

Seeing this, Song Jingran's mouth was slightly raised; Gao Jin would only do this when he thought of a solution.
Chapter completed!