Reborn Pastoral Guiyuan: A Famous Family Warmth Marriage

In the corner of the castle, there is no sunshine all year round, the white skirt moved slightly in the corner, the woman turned around, looked at Rong Wu, and handed over the mobile phone in her hand.

"Is the person you mentioned really dead?" The woman gave Shang Rong Wu a contemptuous look, and swallowed the other words abruptly.

"Not dead, do you like that woman coming back, and then you respectfully call her Mrs., and let your son call her mother? I don't know, you have such a great heart." Rong Wu sneered, "If it wasn't for you Seeing that woman makes Wang feel bad, why do you think I want to help you?"

"I see." The woman nodded, hesitated for a while, and said, "Thank you."

"No need." Rong Wu casually threw the phone into his pocket, then turned around and went down the stairs. After a few steps, he suddenly came back and said sharply, "The mercenary is the king looking for someone, and the black panther is a useless thing. I helped him so much, but I still foolishly ran into the bureau by myself and got caught. That's why Wang wanted to release the black bear and force Tian Yuan to return to Wang's side. I told you so much to make you believe What kind of person is the King of Qing? You also need to recognize your current status in the castle. There is no need for soft-hearted people by the king's side. If one day, I find that you are not suitable to stay in this castle, even if you have a child Young master, I will let you go as well."

Rong Wu had already walked away, and the woman stood in the distance with a pale complexion, watching Rong Wu step out of her sight step by step.

As Rong Wu said, she was walking on thin ice in this castle. Even though she had thought of thousands of ways to please the king, she could not find any other opportunities or excuses to get close to the king except to learn from her son.

Is death really terrible?

Perhaps, for Xia Shang, death is not the most terrifying thing in this world, what is frightening is that it is not himself who died.

When he came to this county, time, how many lives slipped through his fingers, he is not the master of life, so he can't control other people's lives.

Wenkeng Village is a small village [-] kilometers away from the county seat. There is a river in the village, which is not deep, and the deepest part is less than two meters.

In summer, the riverside is covered with reeds, almost covering half of the river surface. The tops of the reeds sway softly with the wind, and in the reeds, the substitute of the black bear lies there quietly. The river around him was dyed red, and the unmoving river water proved that this was an unmoving water surface, and here was a dead river.

"Find someone to bring the corpse up." Xia Shang stood by the river, his eyes were as sharp and gloomy as an eagle's. In the stretches of reeds, a life was lost there.

"Yes." Tian Xi responded, and after greeting people, he went to find something to go down the river.

Tian Yuan stood on the side, looking at Xia Shang's back. He was standing very close to the river, with half of his feet hanging in the air, and his figure was reflected on the river. Together with his expression, it was like a pool of stagnant water. The silence was terrifying.

In the crowd, someone sighed softly, but no one spoke.

Tian Yuan stood quietly beside Xia Shang, looked at him without saying a word, and then looked at Tian Xi and others, who were paddling the villagers to catch fish in the wooden boat, approaching the reeds wrapped around the corpse little by little.

"Xia Shang."

After a while, Tian Yuan stood like Xia Shang and called softly.

Xia Shang turned his head, frowned slightly, and scolded softly, "Back back, don't follow suit, if you fall, you will have to be picked up later."