hough she didn't have a deep friendship with Lao Li's family, she couldn't simply ignore the warm and kind Lao Li's wife.On the way, Lao Liu briefly told me about Lao Li's situation. He said that Lao...Death always arrives suddenly when people think it is still far away.

Qin Luo'yan did not expect that Xiao Fan would die so quietly. His expression was peaceful, as if he had no regrets until the last moment.

If it weren't for his blood and body right before Qin Luoyan, she would never believe he had left so easily. He was once the proud son of Tiangige, a genius in weapon manufacturing, the respected Xiao family that she admired and respected. How could he die so easily

But reality is cruel. Death is simple, without a magnificent process or dramatic reversals, it just ends so plainly.

Qin Luoyan held Xiao Fan's body, until his body completely turned cold, she was still unaware, her eyes were empty and dazed, as if she was still immersed in her own world, unwilling to accept this cruel reality.

The sky had grown dark enough, the night cold enough, but it seemed heaven was not satisfied. In the middle of the night, snowflakes began to fall, blooming one by one in the yard, adding a bone-chilling chill to the entire world.

When Ni Wan returned to the courtyard, she saw Qin Luoyan still holding Xiao Fan's body tightly. The usually tough woman had redness in her eyes. She clenched her fists several times before finally releasing them. After a long while, she cleared her throat and spoke, instructing her attendant, "According to the master's orders, take them... out."

Two attendants glanced at each other, nodded, and then walked towards Qin Luoyan.

"Consort..." One person had just started speaking when they were glared at by the person beside them. They immediately reacted and changed their words, saying, "Miss Qin, please leave."

Qin Luo'yan appeared unaware, clutching Xiao Fan's corpse like a walking dead.

They looked at each other, both a little at a loss. They had no choice but to turn back and seek help from Ni Wan. In the distance, Ni Wan's face was heavy, as if she had used great effort to make up her mind. She made a gesture to the two of them.

Both of them were taken aback, but they nodded. Then one of them grabbed Qin Luoyan's arm and dragged her out.

Qin Luoyan only then sobered up from her despair, but in her senses, there was still only Xiao Fan's corpse. She struggled, as if trying to grab Xiao Fan's hand, and roared: "Let me go! I'll walk myself! I want to take my senior brother with me!"

Since they didn't want to use force against Qin Luoyan anyway, upon hearing her words, they immediately let go of her.

Qin Luoyan cried, hugging Xiao Fan's body, then gritted her teeth and carried him onto her back, step by step walking out of Yuanwai.

She didn't pick up the discarded note on the ground. It no longer mattered to her, because deep down, something had already broken. A piece of paper held no significance anymore.

Flakes of snow landed on her hair, like stars, scattered and numerous, yet melting away reluctantly. Perhaps, at that moment, her heart, her very being, had fractured into wounds, frozen solid.

For many years to come, Ni Wan would still remember this scene: in the midst of wind and snow, there was a frail woman carrying the body of an adult man. Step by step, she walked slowly but with determination.

"Master, you really can't come back..." Ni Wan murmured these words as Qin Luo Yan left, and finally couldn't help but cry.

She was once jealous of Qin Luo'yan, always feeling that a woman like Qin Luo'yan shouldn't receive such love from the master. But now, when the two had reached this point, she felt her heart ache, so much pain. She wished with all her might that heaven would be kinder to this unfortunate couple, allowing them to be together. What else could she do

Before dawn, the snow continued to fall.

When Ni Wan returned to the most luxurious guest room, candles were still burning. By the window, Fu Zi Mo in his wheelchair gazed at the falling snowflakes. There was no trace of coldness or anger on his face, only sadness and pain.

"She…" Fu Zimu's voice was choked with an emotion he himself didn't know, "Has she left"

Ni Wan nodded, walked to his side, picked up the cloak and put it on his shoulders. She wanted to say something comforting, but when the words reached her lips, she didn't know what to say, so she could only remain silent helplessly.

However, Fu Zimu didn't seem to want her to speak. He just said to himself: "Bring back the Dragon Head Guards from Longyinwei and have him follow her from now on."

Nian Wan, upon hearing this, widened her eyes in alarm. “Master, the Long Head Guard spent five years to earn the recognition of the Rong family's main branch! Whether we can enter the Rong family safely in the future depends entirely on the Long Head Guard!”

"Bring her back and protect her!" Fu Zimu only said this one sentence, his tone was undeniably firm.

Ni Wan bit her lower lip, her eyes slightly wet, but she finally gritted her teeth and nodded.

The snow outside is still falling, and this night is bound to keep many people up.

Qin Luoyan, with Xiao Fan's body on her back, stumbled towards the crowd. She walked blindly, step after step. Perhaps her heart was already filled with despair, for she didn't feel tired until her body, outpacing her thoughts, collapsed to the ground and she passed out.

When Qin Luoyan woke up, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

The snow had stopped, and the sun was shining through the clouds. A warm feeling filled the air, as if yesterday's heavy snowfall had been just an illusion.

"Senior brother!" Qin Luoyan opened her eyes and blurted out these two words, but her voice was hoarse to the extreme. As soon as she spoke, the pain in her throat spread clearly to every inch of her body.

"Girl, girl" A hunched old woman shuffled up to Qin Luo'yan.

Qin Luoyan's vision gradually cleared, and she saw the unfamiliar woman in front of her. She was stunned for a moment, then her eyes returned to their numb state. "Where is this"

"This is my home, oh dear girl, don't you remember You fainted at my doorstep. If it wasn't for my old man going out early and finding you, you would have frozen to death by now." The old woman shook her head and turned back to the middle of the house, picking up two pieces of dry firewood and tossing them into the heating stove.

The burning kindling sent sparks flying and warmed the surrounding air.

"Where's my senior brother then Old woman, did you only find me" Qin Luoyan asked anxiously.

The old woman returned to the bedside and nodded. "My husband only saw you lying at the door alone, he didn't see anyone else with you. How did you get separated from your family"

The old woman's words sent a chill down Qin Luoyan's spine. She rolled over and sat up, throwing back the covers and preparing to get out of bed. But after lying there for so long, her body hadn't adjusted to the sudden movement. As soon as she moved, she immediately fell to the ground.

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