On that day, Qin Ruan saw Huo Yunji for the last time.
She clearly heard Huo Yunqian say in a calm voice that he was going to die.
Master Lingxuzi said that he could not talk about winter, and that he planned to stay with her and her children after death.
Mr. Huo did not lie, nor did he break his promise.
The third generation grandson of the Huo family and the youngest head of the family, Mr. Huo is dead.
He did not live past the age of thirty-five and died in his prime.
During his lifetime, Mr. Huo was the object of admiration and pursuit by countless children from aristocratic families in the capital.
It is also a man that many women flock to and try their best to marry.
However, Mr. Huo never married a wife in his short life.
Except for his poor health, it can be said that everything went well in his short life.
After Huo Yunji's death, he was actually buried in Wanbaoshan, and a new tombstone was added next to Qin Ruan and his children's tombs.
In her previous life, she only had a one-time relationship with Huo Yunqian, and there was not much of a deep relationship between them.
Everything the other party did was to avenge her and her children. This was his responsibility as a man.
But after his death, Qin Ruan was still with her and her children, and the sourness in Qin Ruan's heart overwhelmed her.
Mr. Huo, who once dominated the capital city with power, always gentle and gentle, and a gentleman, turned into a killing blade and washed away blood in all directions, just to avenge her and her children.
The enemies of the Qin family were tortured beyond hope of life.
All the murderers involved his father's death, forcing the elder brother to come out of the country, and framed the second brother's whereabouts, unknown and unknown, and one of them was not dropped.
This love is deep and righteous, how can Qin Ruan repay it.
There was a slight coolness on her face, and someone was touching her cheek.
Qin Ruan pulled away from the memories, and a slender, white hand with distinct joints came into her trembling beautiful eyes.
??The flawless and pale handsome face is clear to the eyes.
"Why are you crying?"
Huo Yunqian wiped the water from Qin Ruan's cheeks with a gentle voice mixed with pity.
The other party's hand was as cold as jade, penetrating into her heart.
Qin Ruan took a step back, and she wiped her face randomly. As expected, her hands were wet.
She ducked her eyes uneasily, raised her arms and wiped the tears off her face with her clothes.
After doing all this, Qin Ruan discovered that the clothes she used to wipe her tears were the coat that belonged to Huo Yunqian.
Huo Yunqian suddenly looked as cold as frost, and his already pale face became even whiter.
"Third brother!"
Huo Yirong, who had been paying attention to him, immediately realized something was wrong and stepped forward.
Huo Yunqian pursed his thin lips tightly, and pain and faint exhaustion appeared in his cold eyes.
He is clearly ill again.
??My body is not well cultivated. After these two days of hard work, I will get sick at any time.
Weakness is the most obvious sign of illness.
Without saying a word, Huo Yirong held his arm and was about to leave.
Huo Yunqian did not refuse. He put most of his strength on his second cousin, keeping his back straight and not showing any signs of weakness.
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Qin Ruan also saw something was wrong with Huo Yunqian when Huo Yirong spoke nervously.
A faint purple aura appears around the other party, which is the sign of a noble person.
However, his light purple aura was mixed with wisps of black mist.
This situation is very wrong.
Recalling his past life, the other person did not live past the age of thirty-five. Qin Ruan stopped the departing person before he had time to think.
Huo Yunqian and Huo Yirong looked back together, facing Qin Ruan and regaining his cool and beautiful appearance.
She no longer had the panic and anxiety before, and the emotion shown in her eyes was worry and concern for Huo Yunqian.
"What disease do you have?"
Qin Ruan stepped forward, frowning and staring closely at Huo Yunqian's delicate and pale face.
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