The ships were moored in a white harbor.

Men and women in black uniforms stood on both sides, carrying huge ice coffins on their shoulders and heading towards the palace made of ice and snow.

The air I breathed out was tinged with white, and my hands and feet felt stiff after a moment.

Su Ming wrapped himself in a furry cloak and walked down the deck side by side with the young master.

"Ah, it's been a long time since you came back." Tartaglia didn't seem to feel the cold at all, and directly put his hand on Su Ming's shoulder, "Are you going home or back to the dormitory? Or come with me to see Tok?"

Hearing this, Su Ming turned around and looked at the black elemental car parked on the side of the road, "What do you think?"

The car window slowly lowered, revealing a face that was pale and a little weak.

The man waved and gave Tartaglia a gentle smile, "Master."

Tartaglia laughed dryly and took back the hand that was on Su Ming's shoulder. "Okay, see you another day."

Tartaglia nodded slightly to the man in the car window, then turned and left.

Su Ming sighed and went around to the other side of the elemental car and got in.

In the car, a young man in black was driving quietly, and a man who looked very weak was sitting in the back seat.

The man had fine lines at the corners of his eyes and lips, and his short white hair was combed neatly with hair wax. "Go home?"

Hearing this, Su Ming nodded and lazily crossed his legs in the back seat, "Why are you back?"

My cheap dad looks like a weak and sickly beauty who will fall down at the slightest touch of the wind, but he is also a workaholic.

The man turned his head to look at his adopted son, a sad look on his face, "The lady's departure...ah..."

Su Ming: ???

He is so nosy in letters, but so gentle in person?

Under Su Ming's questioning gaze, the man sighed sadly, his eyes looked red, "I didn't expect that the lady would die in Inazuma. Thinking back to her past..."

At this point, Su Ming couldn't help but interrupt, "Remember she once said I was a piece of trash? Or are you unable to withstand her kick?"

The man paused, a sad expression frozen on his face.

"Stop pretending." Su Ming patted his cheap father's shoulder and said earnestly, "With your acting skills, my cinema may not even want you."

The man whimpered, turned his head and looked at Su Ming pitifully with a pair of dark eyes, "Is it really impossible?"

"No." Su Ming gave his usual smile.

After saying this, Su Ming leaned back in his chair and looked at the vast expanse of white outside the window, and silently opened the small system to supplement the information.

[Su Yi, undercover in Liyue for many years, responsible for part of Liyue's intelligence network, faked his death and returned to Winter Solstice, was originally the twelfth candidate for the Executive Officer, and is now the deputy of the Executive Officer Rooster. ]

[Galina, undercover in Liyue for many years, formerly the supervisor of the Fatui Liyue branch, now the leader of the gossip group in the Winter Palace. ]

Su Ming: ???

"The melon-eating group..." Su Ming pulled at his cheap father's sleeve with a confused look on his face, "What the hell is that?"

Isn't his cheap mother the Queen's lady-in-waiting? Shouldn't she be busy every day?

"I'm just responsible for telling the Queen some gossip." Su Yi said nonchalantly, "Although your Majesty is busy, he also needs entertainment."

For example, look at the photos of the little slice crying and making a fuss that were sent back, or look at what bad luck has happened to your own son.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he silently turned his head to look at the ship that had disappeared behind the vehicle.

Otherwise, he could go back to Inazuma now. He could fight with the general again, or solve the problem of nuclear waste water, provided that he could avoid this social death.

Soon, the vehicle stopped in front of a manor covered with ice and snow.

Su Ming climbed out of the car slowly, not wanting to go in at all.

On the steps, a black-haired woman wrapped in a camel-colored cloak looked tenderly at the young man who had just got off the car with a pair of green eyes.

Su Ming's heart trembled, and he moved back imperceptibly.

The cheap mother glanced at Su Ming, then turned around and walked into the house gently.

There is a fireplace burning in the house all year round, and it is so warm that it doesn't seem like winter at all.

The woman leaned on the sofa next to the fireplace and picked up a few photos on the table with a smile, "I really can't imagine..."

Under Su Ming's puzzled gaze, the woman asked awkwardly, "Adonis, do you have any new hobbies?"

As she spoke, the woman placed the photos one by one on the table. Her light pink nails were trimmed very roundly and she tapped on the photos one by one, just like tapping on Su Ming's face, which was one of the few.

The white-haired snake spirit does not abide by male ethics, the yellow-haired little rabbit is cute online, and the dog-licking girl is crying...

Su Ming: ...

After a long silence, Su Ming raised his head and looked sincerely into his cheap mother's green eyes, "These photos..."

It shouldn't have been sent by Ying, right?

"Hey..." Jialina sighed, but there was a smile in her eyes, "You may not know that the shop that prints the photos is mine."

Su Ming: ???

"Seven kingdoms?" Su Ming's eyelids jumped, and his tone was slightly tentative, "Are they all yours?"

In Liyue, the couple was busy with their careers and saw each other less than once a year, and when they did, they never saw each other for more than a day.

In the winter, the couple is busy with their careers. With three families in their household, who knows what the other one is doing?

"Of course." Jialina sighed and placed her hand on Su Ming's head. "But I'm still very happy that you can come back safely. At least you don't have to use the alternative plan that your father and I prepared."

Hearing this, Su Ming's eyelids twitched, "Alternative plan?"

Jiali Na pursed her lips and took out an old piece of letter paper from a drawer beside her. "This is the service I booked when the old head of the Wangsheng Hall was still alive. I wanted you to bring it with you..."

Su Ming: ???

There was unfamiliar ink printed on the old paper, but it was exactly the same as the content he was familiar with.

Reservation form for funeral services at Wangshengtang, signed by Su Yi.

Su Ming stared at the paper and asked sincerely, "Is this how I'm going to die?"

As he said that, Su Ming rummaged through his pockets and pulled out two business forms, one new and one old. "Is it so easy for me to die?!!!"

Three servings!

Zhongli!

Dadalia!

Cheap parents!

They are all funeral service reservation orders!

Jialina picked up the receipt curiously and looked at it, then smiled softly, "Mr. Zhongli is still the same, but young master..."

She frowned slightly and looked at Su Ming worriedly, "The last time I met him in the Winter Palace, he said that you were injured, so the reservation order is not unnecessary, right?"

Su Ming pursed his lips and smiled, "It is necessary, so I think the young master who is more vulnerable than me needs this more, so I gave him one as well."

At the side, the white-haired man covered his lips and said, "Oh, Adonis has learned to reciprocate. The child has grown up..."

Su Ming: ???

Su Ming was bewildered and had goose bumps all over his body. He looked at his cheap mother in confusion.

Jiali Na took a look and calmly poured a cup of tea. "Don't worry about it. I was obsessed with watching the movie."

What kind of tea fragrance is overflowing with octagonal love? It not only harms fools.

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