"I mean it's understandable that you think so." Wang Lang said.

There was a hush over there, "The Queen said, it's not impossible to send Lilian over, but I hope you can do us a favor if you don't continue to fight us."

"Is it true that I'm so arrogant?" Wang Lang suppressed his anger.

"Then I'm bluntly speaking, it's impossible to let Lilian go." The man sneered.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "You know, if I can't get it, I will destroy him."

The man was silent, as if he was discussing something with the person next to him.

"The queen said, let's pay." The man said.

Wang Lang sneered, "I'm short of money?"

"King, we have given us enough sincerity, but if you don't have sincerity, then we have no choice. Lilian is a doctor hired by the royal family Gao Jin to treat the royal family. If it is really so easy to get it, it wouldn't take our royal family seriously." The man said in a deep voice.

Wang Lang didn't speak, and the man couldn't sit still after waiting for a long time, "Do you want to listen to what to do before deciding whether to do it?"

"Tell me," Wang Lang gave a step.

"Just help us find someone, you can decide the price. This is the biggest concession we have made." The man said.

"Who are you looking for?" Wang Lang went to get the bottle of water again.

"Erberta." The man spoke in a deep voice.

Wang Lang took out his ears and suddenly laughed, "Lilian, I don't want it anymore, you guys are ready to accept the package gift I gave you."

After saying that, Wang Lang hung up the phone.

He got up and drank a sip of water, lay down on the sofa, and slept in with his clothes.

More than ten minutes later, the phone vibrated endlessly. Wang Lang glanced at the screen and it was the number that was broadcast just now.

After a long shock, Wang Langbai answered the phone and said, "I'll give you thirty seconds to finish your words."

"You can send Lilian over, but you have to promise that we will not go against us anymore." The man finished speaking in one breath.

"ofcourse!" Wang Lang replied.

"Can you guarantee what you said?"

"Believe it or not, I believe you know where I am. Within three days, I will see someone." Wang Lang hung up the phone as he spoke.

He put his phone aside and looked at Li Shitong softly, and found that Li Shitong was sleeping well. The weather had gradually become colder in the past two days. Wang Lang quietly went over and tucked the quilt for Li Shitong.

Just as he was about to leave, Li Shitong grabbed Wang Lang's wrist. Wang Lang turned around and found that Li Shitong was not awake, but subconsciously grabbed Wang Lang's wrist.

Wang Lang squatted beside the bed, sat cross-legged, and lay next to Li Shitong. Not long after, Wang Lang fell asleep.

As soon as I woke up in the morning, I opened my eyes and found that Li Shitong was staring at Wang Lang with her cheeks bulging and staring at Wang Lang. Wang Lang smiled slightly and sorted out Li Shitong's hair.

"Shh!" Li Shitong lost his finger on his mouth, "I am a purple clay pot, you are Taohe inkstone, we can't speak."

Wang Lang nodded obediently, and the two stared at each other for two full hours.

"Wang Lang, I want to swear, you can carry me."

Wang Lang hesitated for a moment and hugged Li Shitong to swear.

As soon as Li Shitong put on her pants, the door was knocked. When she heard the knock on the door, Li Shitong hugged behind Wang Lang as if she was frightened. Wang Lang hugged Li Shitong tightly, "Be good, it's okay, I'm there."

Li Shitong trembled all over and grabbed Wang Lang nervously, and her nails were deeply trapped in Wang Lang's flesh.

He hugged Li Shitong and opened the door, and found that Li Shiwan was standing at the door.

When Li Shiwan saw Li Shiwan, Li Shitong's strength to capture Wang Lang was less.

"Brother-in-law, today is the funeral of my second uncle and my second aunt. My uncle and my father want you to take your sister back." Li Shiwan said softly.

Wang Lang looked back at Li Shitong, "Can I take you home?"

Li Shitong shook her head in horror, stretched out her hand to hold Wang Lang's arm tightly, "This is my home, I won't go anywhere."

Wang Lang hugged Li Shitong, "Be good."

After Li Shitong's mood stabilized, Wang Lang held Li Shitong's face and said, "Then will I take you to a place?"

"Then are you Ye Mingzhu?" Li Shitong asked with her eyes blinking.

Wang Lang's heart stinged and he nodded. "You said yes."

"I am Ye Mingzhu, you are not, you are Taohe Inkstone." Li Shitong shook her head.

"I am Taohe Inkstone." Wang Lang's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Then don't hit me, okay?" Li Shitong said pitifully.

Wang Lang felt suffocating for a moment, his cheeks were swelling, and he showed a smile that was even worse than crying at Li Shitong, "Okay, I won't hit you, I will protect you and use my life."

Li Shitong hugged Wang Lang's waist, "Then you are a purple clay pot."

"I am a purple clay teapot."

"Hehehe..."

"Then will I take you to a place?" Wang Lang said softly.

Li Shitong focuses on the key points.

"Let's go." Wang Lang looked back at Li Shiwan.

The funeral was held at Li Long's house. I drove Li Shitong to Li Long's house. There were many people at the door and the wreaths lined up for a long distance.

Wang Lang got out of the car with Li Shitong in his arms.

When he entered the door, he attracted a lot of attention. Li Shitong hugged Wang Lang in fear and did not dare to look at anyone.

Li Long has fainted from crying many times. He is old and has become a serious illness these two days and has lost weight.

Li Xi was much more calm. Although there were tears on her face, she still entertained everyone.

Li Shiwan brought two mourning clothes, Wang Lang wore one, and Li Shitong wore another one.

He took Li Shitong to the mourning hall, and the photos of Li Yong and Zhou Yuxiu were placed there. When Li Shitong saw the photos, she didn't know where to go. She grabbed Wang Lang, "Run, it's on fire, it's on fire, it's on fire, it's on fire, it's on police! Call the police! Don't let the man in black run away!"

Wang Lang held Li Shitong in his arms, patted Li Shitong's back gently, and whispered, "Be good, he is dead."

Li Shitong gradually became quiet, her whole body shivered into a ball and shivered. She nestled in Wang Lang's arms like a frightened child.

Plop!

Li Shitong knelt in front of her parents' portrait, staring at the portrait and burst into tears.

Wang Lang knelt gently next to Li Shitong.

Wang Lang only knelt twice in this life.

The first time I knelt on my master's wife.

The second time I knelt on two high halls.

Kneeling with Li Shitong, Li Shitong cried for more than an hour, and finally got tired of crying. She lay in Wang Lang's arms, and her voice hoarse, "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."

Wang Lang turned around, Li Shiwan brought a glass of water, and Wang Lang handed it to Li Shitong.

Li Xi came over and lit paper money with a lighter in front. Li Shitong was crying when she was drinking water. The water in her hand destroyed Li Xi's fire and splashed Li Xi.

"Fire! Fire!"

Li Shitong pounced on Wang Lang's arms.

"You!" Li Xi was slightly angry.

Wang Lang just glanced at Li Xi indifferently, and Li Xi shut up.

The next day, the two elders were buried and everyone returned to Li Long's house.

Seven or eight people were sitting and lying in the room.

Li Long was lying down, his shiny little wife sitting next to him, and his son, who was already in high school, was playing with his cell phone. Li Xi and his family were sitting together.

Wang Lang sat aside with Li Shitong in his arms.

"Brother, say something." Li Xi suddenly spoke.
Chapter completed!