Chapter 2223: The prophet is a big liar! big liar!

When Long Yaoyao asked what he said, Lin Yu's expression changed slightly, and his eyes flickered.
"Mother, what's the matter with you? Is there anything unspeakable?"
"No, it's nothing." Lin Wan quickly recovered his sorrow and replied calmly.
Long Yao Yao looked at her with a trace of puzzlement in her eyes.
Lin Wan said in a calm tone, "You have grown up, so it doesn't hurt to let you know."
Hearing this, the Dragon Demon Demon looked at her more seriously, and Lin Yu lightly sighed: "In fact, my mother and your father have no feelings. To put it bluntly, they are just a bunch of couples who survive in name only. If it is not for the Long family, they are not allowed to marry The woman and Li, Niang have left Long's house."
A trace of sentiment appeared on Lin Wan's face, and he couldn't help but lower his head and sigh.
"Mother...but Daddy always cares about you, why are you?" The Dragon Demon Demon suddenly became sad.
"Some things are not clear in one or two sentences, you will naturally understand later." Lin Han finished calmly and said again: "Well, tomorrow is the day when the young master will go to the funeral, so go back and rest early! "
Seeing that she didn't want to say any more, the Dragon Demon Demon couldn't ask any more, so she lowered her head and said, "Yes, the mother also rested earlier, and the daughter will go home first."
Lin Wan nodded, got up and sent her out.
The dragon demon demon was sent away, and the door was closed again.
Lin Wan's expression was no longer indifferent and calm, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
"Long Youlin, you will get retribution sooner or later!"
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The night breeze blows lightly, and the Long Family is doomed to sleepless tonight.
The main hall of the main courtyard is already being set up as a mourning hall. White cloth is hung inside and outside the main courtyard, and white lanterns are hung at the gate.
Mo Rou was sitting in the mourning hall, and Hong Yi accompanied her by the side.
Long Tianao walked in and saw her sitting next to the black coffin and was heartbroken, making her feel uncomfortable.
"Rou'er, you go and rest first! Just let me guard here."
Seeing him coming in, Mo Rou cried loudly, "Woo...My Ye'er, I won't go, I want to accompany my Ye'er..."
"Xiaoyi, first help your aunt to go back to rest." Long Tianao approached and said directly to Hong Yi.
Hong Yi looked at Mo Rou, but Mo Rou directly shook her head, "Tianao, I will stay here. After tonight, I won't be able to see Ye'er anymore, I won't leave."
Long Tianao hugged her into his arms, touched her head lightly, put his chin on top of her head, and said softly: "Rouer, you are tired. Go back and sleep well. Get up tomorrow morning. Have the energy to send Ye'er one last time."
Mo Rou directly cried: "Why...why God is so unfair, the prophet clearly said that Ye'er is the reincarnation of a nobleman, and this birth must be extraordinary...but...but...he died young now."
"Woo..." Mo Rou cried again, speechless, and intermittently said: "Ye'er is gone like this, the prophet is a big liar! A big liar!"
"Okay, okay, yes, yes, the prophet sometimes makes mistakes." Long Tianao was a little embarrassed, and patted her shoulder to sooth.
"I..." Mo Rouben wanted to speak, but her eyes straightened for a while, then she closed her body softly and fell into Long Tianao's arms.
"Aunt?" Hong Yi exclaimed immediately, "Uncle, what happened to Aunt?"
Long Tianao hugged Mo Rou horizontally and turned around and said, "It's okay, she's just too tired, she's fainted too sadly, and you have to work hard to take care of her tonight." The words fell, and she walked out.
Hong Yi was also worried about Mo Rou's situation and hurriedly followed out of the mourning hall.
As soon as they left, Long Qi came here with his hind feet, glanced at the people at the door on both sides of the mourning hall, and waved lightly: "You go down first! I want to speak to the young master alone."