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"I didn't say I didn't believe it either." He Liu teased.

"Whether you believe it or not, you just have to help me." Wang Jin knew that He Liu would definitely agree to her, so she just left, leaving He Liu alone in the wind.

He Liu had been playing with them for so long, and it was strange that he didn't know what Wang Jin was thinking, but he didn't expect that Wang Jin would want him to confess and ask him for help.

By the way, how can I help?

He Liu shook his head, and will help when he can.

The door was knocked lightly three times, He Liu said, "Come in."

The person outside pushed the door to enter, still wearing the thin green shirt.

"Master." She looked extremely peaceful, even with a seductive face.

"Don't you want to wear more clothes?" He Liu remembered that he had left his cloak beside the bed.

"No problem." He stood awkwardly, his head slightly lowered.

"I don't want to be infected." He Liu said with a frown.

"Yes." The young man turned around, ready to leave.

"Wait." He Liu called to stop him: "What are you doing here?"

"Master, I want to find a job with you." The young man smiled bitterly.

There is no shortage of people in the mansion, but the shabby appearance of the young man moved He Liu to take him in.

"Then—you can just find something that others don't do." He Liu thought for a while, since he has no enemies in his family and has always been very responsible, this young man will not just want to lurk in the mansion.As for the person who killed his father, it is unlikely to be him. He has no reason to brutally kill his father. Even if he stays, he can observe what he is going to do. Why not do it, just like that accepted.

"Yes." The young man withdrew.

He Liu remembered that he hadn't asked the young man's name and background, so he shook his head and smiled, he would always know.

Snow has stopped.

There are trees shaking the snow that has fallen to the ground, and some trees are still wearing that white robe.

White cloth strips had already been hung in the house, He Liu stopped in the corridor, and ordered his servants to bring a cup of hot tea to drink.

Not happy.My heart still hurts.

So I went to the wine cellar to get a few jars of wine, and stood alone in the snow to get drunk.

No servants will come to stop him, He Liu only wants to be alone.

Just one person.

In the past, when he was drinking, his father would directly pull him into the house, smash the wine jar, and the wine juice splashed out.

He misses it very much, but his father is no longer here.

After a long, long time, He Liu smiled and entered the room with the unfinished wine jar.

He wished he could get drunk, but his constitution of never getting drunk made him distressed.

He stuck his head on the bed without taking off his clothes, and had no dreams all night.

When he woke up, he looked up and saw the mourning clothes hanging.

How can I forget?Today is my father's funeral.

Change clothes, it's already dawn.

It was not yet time for the funeral, and there was still a long time before the servants came to call him.

He Liu paced the courtyard alone, smiling and saying hello to the servants when he saw them.

It is essential to get along well with servants. If servants think you are bad, they may harm you or leave. In the latter case, if too many people leave, the Fuchu will be unable to do many things.In the former case, although there will be very few, but also be careful.

What's more, it's not difficult to be nice to them.

The rooster is crowing, but the sky is gray.

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