Mrs. Chang stared at Chang Yuan, whose eyes were closed. He had long eyebrows and eyes, and his nose was small and straight, and he looked like a girl. Could it be that he had misunderstood the eyes of himself just now and could not even recognize his son?

No, he was clearly not like this just now, at least his expression was not. He was leaning against the door at that time, his eyes raised high, like a bird, with sharp and raised corners of his eyes.

"What is this?" Mrs. Chang found that there was a little black green on her son's face, so she wiped it with her hand, and the black rubbed against her fingers, making her dizzy. She put it in front of her eyes and looked carefully, and then sniffed it lightly, "Shi Dai? Did this child actually paint the corners of his eyes with the stone dai I used? No wonder he looked a little weird just now. But he has never been interested in these things used by women. Why are you today..."

Just as he was thinking about it, Chang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes curled up without a trace of warmth, "Mom, why are you staring at me?"

"I..." Mrs. Chang felt a chill floating on her back. She never thought that one day she would be scared to this way by a child, and that person was her own son.

"Dangdang...bangdang..."

The sound from outside saved her, and Mrs. Chang quickly stood up, "I'll go out and take a look, I don't know what the sound is outside."

Unexpectedly, he had just taken two steps but was stopped by Chang Yuan. He supported the bed with one hand, half of his body, his voice was still lazy, with a hint of mocking, "Don't waste your time in vain, he can't destroy that thing."

His voice made Mrs. Chang feel like a ray of light on her back. She pushed open the door and rushed into the yard. She saw Chang Chunze squatting next to the fish pond, holding a hammer in her hand, hitting something on the ground one by one. She walked forward a few steps and saw countless red fragments splashing out from the ground, some falling into the fish pond, and some drilling into the rockery next to her. Chang Chunze seemed to be shrouded in a dark red mist, and continued to move her hands while muttering something.

"Smash you, smash you to pieces, see how you harm others."

His voice was small and turbid. He couldn't hear what he was saying without listening carefully. His eyes were as straight as usual, and when he reached the distance, it scattered into a scattered sand.

"My husband, you can't do it. You don't want it. You can sell it. You can make some money." Mrs. Chang pounced on him and pulled his arm, but was thrown aside by him.

The jade hairpin was smashed, the butterfly's body turned into a thin piece of red pink, and its tentacles also flew up, falling into the fish pond, splashing a small circle of water marks.

Finally, all the butterfly jade hairpins were broken and turned into a piece of fine red powder. Chang Chunze stood up and kicked them apart with his feet, then he showed a satisfied smile, "Huh... it's gone..." He shook his shoulders, "It's up to you, how do you commit evil now."

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew from behind. Chang Chunze had used up his strength just now and was covered in sweat. When the wind blew, he couldn't help but have a cold war.

"It's so broken," Chang Yuan's voice came from behind. Chang Chunze turned around and looked at him. Seeing that he had walked out of the door, there were a few black blues on his face. "What's the purpose of jade breaking the soul without breaking it?"

"Is the Jade Soul Broken?" Chang Chunze read these words and savored them carefully in his heart. Suddenly, he laughed a few times, raised his feet and rushed out of the door. His hair was flying in the wind, as if he was crazy.

***

The carriage slowly stopped in front of Xin'an Mansion. The curtain was lifted. Cheng Muyou walked down from above with Xun'er who was already asleep. Shi Fei greeted him and wanted to take the child over. Cheng Muyou shook his head at him, "He has finally fallen asleep, don't wake him up any more."

He walked all the way to Xun'er's bedroom, put him on the bed, and gently tucked the quilt for him, then took him to the door and walked out.

When he arrived at the study, Shi Fei was already waiting there. When he saw him coming in, he got up and bowed, "Sir, are you going to hurry to deal with business?"

Cheng Muyou sat down on the chair, "What's going on in the mansion these days?"

"Nothing happened. Now it's spring break, and peace is everywhere, and no one comes to the government to report the case."

"That's good."

"By the way, Chang Chunze, an Absolute Sense, came to find you today. Seeing that you were not in the mansion, he left again." Shi Fei replied.

"It's still a fake today, what did he come here to do?" Cheng Muyou raised his eyes.

"I don't know, he said nothing, but he looked very panicked. I said you haven't come back yet, so he explained that you will talk more about it after meeting you tomorrow."

Cheng Muyou nodded, "It's getting late now. I'll ask him again when I meet tomorrow."

"Sir, I just saw that the young master was not sleeping very soundly. Did he go to another place and feel a little unacceptable to the local environment?"

"Xun'er has been having nightmares these days and is a little in a bad mood, but it doesn't matter. I have asked him to take pills and it should be cured soon."

In the dream, the woman appeared again. She sat on a high swing, and her blue skirt fluttered in the wind, like a lake wrinkled by the wind. She was laughing, and her voice became sharp from crispness and tenderness, like a steel needle piercing into Xun'er's skin.

Turning his head suddenly, a head of black hair was blown away by the wind, covering her fair face, and her entire head seemed to be covered with black hair, looking weird and terrifying. The laughter continued to come out of the head, flying down the swing, hitting Xun'er's ears.

"ah."

He woke up from his dream and patted his hands on both sides, but found that his father was not beside him. He took a few deep breaths before he found himself lying in the bedroom. It turned out that he had left Bianliang and returned to Xin'an.

The laughter in the dream was still echoing in my mind. Xun'er blocked her ears, but could not stop the woman's heart-wrenching smile.

Finally, the laughter stopped, it was interrupted by waves of pushing students.

Xun'er sat up from the bed and looked at the door in horror. There was no one there and there was no movement in the door. So where did the sound come from?

"Bang bang bang..."

Xun'er gently turned her head to the right. He saw the cabinet shaking violently, and the two door panels were almost flying out.

Is the cabinet door locked?

Before he could think about this problem, his legs were out of control and took him to the next door to the cabinet. Xun'er took a deep breath and opened the cabinet door.

Countless hair flew out of the cabinet, covering his face tightly and his eyes were blocked. He could only barely see a butterfly jade hairpin inserted into this long black hair, which was dazzlingly red and brighter than blood.

Xun'er tried desperately to pull the hair wrapped around her neck and let out a long scream.

The door was suddenly pushed open, Jiang Xixi broke in, she rushed to the edge of the bed, shook Xun'er, who was screaming in her dream, and hugged him in her arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, by the way, the collar, the collar is here, and I'm sent back by Miss Yan."...
Chapter completed!