The fourteenth year of Tianlin!

The winter of this year seems particularly cold.

Early in the morning, people got up and came out and found heavy snow covering the entire imperial city.

Wuhou Mansion!

It was covered with silver and a snow-white world. The lake in the Marquis's mansion was surrounded by white snow, and the lakes were frozen. Some servants were walking on the ice.

Mrs. Lin’s sons, Lan Jianyi, Lan Jianhui, and the little girl Lan Xiuxin were having fun. The snow made them very excited.

"Hey, sixth brother!" Lan Jianhui said: "Have you heard that the little bastard's mother vomited blood again last night. I guess she couldn't get through today."

Lan Jianyi was only eight years old, but he looked disdainful. Hearing this, he said, "The life of a slut is not worth a slave, he died. What's the matter? If my mother hadn't told her not to go to the hut these two days, I would have asked the little bastard to me with a bag."

Lan Jianhui laughed and said, "Sixth brother, you guy! Every time you are the most sinister, you pretend to be a good person in front of that little bastard. The little bastard is grateful to you, but you have every bad idea?"

Lan Jianyi smiled and said, "This is fun. That little bastard is like a pig, so easy to cheat."

"You are so too much." Lan Xiuxin's face turned red with anger. "Jianyi, Tingyu is quite pitiful. Now her mother is sick again. How can you say that to him? He and we are both father's children."

"But his mother is a slut, a fox girl!" Lan Jianyi said: "This is what my mother often says. Mother said that the fox girl seduced her father, so that she had this little bastard."

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Lan Xiu was so angry that she turned around and left.

Lan Xiuxin is nine years old this year. She is wearing a small fox fur coat and the boots under her feet are silver. She is walking in the snow, and two maids are following her tightly.

Lan Xiuxin's face was red with cold, and she kept rubbing her hands.

"Miss, it's too cold outside, let's go back to the house quickly." said the maid.

Lan Xiuxin said, "I'll go and see my seventh brother!"

The maid was surprised and said, "How can this work? The lady has told me that no one can get close to the hut recently, nor can they give them medicine."

"Mom is too much." Lan Xiuxin's eyes turned red.

She may be the only alien in the Lan family, but she is naturally kind.

Lan Xiuxin soon arrived at the cottage, which was next to the woodshed. She used to live in the house, but was later moved out by Mrs. Lin to live in Ye Luanfeng and her son.

When Ye Luanfeng first entered the mansion, she lived in a big house in the west wing. However, Mrs. Lin found an opportunity two years ago and drove Ye Luanfeng and Lan Tingyu out.

Before Lan Xiuxin could get close, she heard a violent coughing sound from the hut.

Then there was Lan Tingyu's tender and panic-like voice, with a crying voice...

"Mom, mom...Mom, don't scare me." Lan Tingyu said crying.

Lan Xiuxin came to the window, poked a hole quietly, and looked inside. The two maids breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Lan Xiuxin had not entered the room.

At this time, Lan Xiuxin saw that the room was so dark, and a cold breath came out.

"Why is there no charcoal fire in such a cold day?" Lan Xiuxin muttered secretly. She saw the bed in the room. The six-year-old guy was dressed thinly and shivering. He held a bowl of hot tea and handed it to Ye Luanfeng on the sickbed.

Ye Luanfeng was already very haggard, as haggard as an old woman in sixty.

Ye Luanfeng's actual age is over 100, but she should be very young. Because she was a top master before, her cultivation was aborted. But her body was still eighteen.

Over the years, life has ruined her so cruelly.

Lan Xiuxin looked sad. She remembered that when she first met Ye Luanfeng, she was kind and friendly, beautiful and dignified, like a goddess in the sky. But now, she has become like this.

"Yu'er..." Ye Luanfeng recovered after coughing. She looked at the poor little guy weakly.

The little guy's eyes were filled with tears.

"Yu'er, don't cry..."

The little guy wiped away the tears, focused his head, and said, "Mom won't let Yu'er cry, Yu'er won't cry."

Ye Luanfeng suddenly had red eyes and said, "Yu'er, I'm sorry for you, I'll let you suffer such pain with you."

The little guy shook his head and said, "No, Yu'er is the happiest thing to have her mother here."

"But what if my mother is gone?" Ye Luanfeng said.

The little guy was stunned.

He looked at Ye Luanfeng pitifully. "Mom, I will be obedient in the future. They will hit me, and I will not fight back. Don't leave, okay?"

The leaves and phoenixes burst into tears like springs.

Suddenly, she started coughing violently again.

The little guy was so scared that he quickly patted Ye Luanfeng on the back.

After Ye Luanfeng coughed, she covered her with a handkerchief. She hid the handkerchief and prevented Lan Tingyu from seeing it.

Lan Xiuxin knew that Ye Luanfeng was coughing up blood. Look at this, Ye Luanfeng couldn't survive today.

After a while, Lan Tingyu suddenly left the house. He was not afraid of the cold, and his small body was one step deep and one step shallow in the snow, making it extremely difficult to walk.

Lan Xiuxin followed behind.

Lan Tingyu finally came to the gate of the Marquis' Mansion and waited.

Lan Xiuxin looked at him from afar, and Ma understood that he was waiting for his father to come back.

It’s not that Lan Xiuxin doesn’t want to help Lan Tingyu, but she doesn’t know how to help.

"Go and find a thick robe and then provide charcoal fire to the cottage." Lan Xiu thought for a while and ordered the maid next to her.

The maid immediately felt embarrassed and said, "Miss, this..."

"If you don't go, I will tell my mother that you are so rebellious that you have insulted my father quietly." Lan Xiuxin said.

The maid was startled and had no choice but to go.

Lan Xiuxin knew that at this point, it was useless to call a doctor.

The maid quickly found a thick robe. Lan Xiuxin took the thick robe and came behind Lan Tingyu. She put it on Lan Tingyu. Lan Tingyu turned around and saw Lan Xiuxin.

A hint of fear flashed through his eyes.

This fear made Lan Xiu feel distressed.

She knew that her brothers bullied him too ruthlessly. He was just a child!

That's why he was so afraid of people with the surname Lan.

After a while, Lan Tingyu whispered: "Thank you!"

At this time, there was movement outside the Marquis' Mansion.

The servants at the door, the guards kneeled down to greet them.

The housekeeper Hope led the way, and the Marquis Lan Tianji returned in a carriage. The carriage was luxurious and there was a warm stove inside.

Lan Tingyu immediately rushed forward and knelt down. His body was trembling in the cold wind!

The carriage stopped.

After Hope saw Lan Tingyu clearly, his face looked strange.

"What?" Lan Tianji asked in the carriage.

Hope whispered outside the carriage: "Young Master Tingyu kneels in front."

Lan Tianji was stunned for a moment, then said, "Take it away."

"Yes, Master!" Hope waved his hand and said to the servants: "Send Young Master Tingyu back!"

The two servants immediately picked up Lan Tingyu directly.

"No, no..." Lan Tingyu roared loudly, his voice was still tender, but his voice was desperate and frightened. "My mother... save my mother, please, master, please..."

Lan Tingyu only dares to call the master. How dare he call such a man a father? How can he be the son of such a master?

But he just wants this master to be kind and save his mother!

Don’t it be said that the master is a very capable person?

However, no matter how Lan Tingyu roared or how desperately begged, Lan Tianji did not speak until the beginning.

Lan Xiuxin stood on the spot.

She watched the carriage leave, but she did not beg her father.

My father has always been indifferent and has no big expressions towards any child.

So, she was also afraid of her father.

But she didn't understand why her father was so cruel and indifferent to Lan Tingyu and his son?

It’s because the cat and dog in the house are sick, so they shouldn’t be so indifferent!

That night, Ye Luanfeng was already dead.

Lan Tingyu stood by the bed without leaving any steps.

"Yu'er..." Ye Luanfeng was weak and weak.

"Mom, don't talk anymore, you have to rest more. I've been begging the master, but he ignores me. Mom, what should I do?"
To be continued...