Money-making son, black-bellied mother

Shen Feiyang took Jun Tianjue into the space and the two of them came out of the void. Feiyang looked up at a mansion in front of him, the bright color of the vermilion lacquered gate had faded.

The stone lions on both sides seem to have also experienced wind and rain, and they have no fighting spirit.

"Mother, is this my great-grandfather's house? It looks a bit lonely!" Shen Xiaobai expressed his opinion.

Feiyang's memory went back to when she was 14 years old. Of course, this memory belongs to this body. It was also the month before her accident, the birthday of Mr. Beiming, and the Beiming family in his memory had already declined, but at this moment there was a feeling of saying no. It's bleak.

At this time, a servant should have opened the gate long ago, but the gate of Beiming Mansion is still closed at this moment. Could something have happened?

Feiyang glanced at Shen Xiaobai, Xiaobai nodded and went forward to knock on the door, but no one opened the door after knocking for a long time.

"Mother, something must have happened!"

"Go in and have a look!" Feiyang and Shen Xiaobai were just about to jump over the wall, when there was a sound of footsteps inside.

"Someone is coming." Shen Xiaobai and Feiyang concentrated on the door at the same time.

Bang!The door was opened, and an elderly man came out of it, wearing a gray cloth servant's attire, "Someone is knocking at the door." A deep voice came out, which seemed to carry a lot of resentment.

Fei Yang looked the old man up and down, and suddenly found the old man's information in his brain, the old housekeeper of the North Hades, who was very kind to himself when he was young.

At the same time, the old housekeeper also raised his head to look at Feiyang. The girl in front of him was about twenty years old, and she was beautiful, especially those purple eyes with a faint brilliance. Looking down, there was a beautiful little doll .

There was a silver mask on his face, and when the old housekeeper saw Shen Xiaobai's eyes, his heart 'thumped' as if he had been hit by something.

"This..." The old housekeeper rubbed his eyes hastily, "Impossible, how can these eyes look like Miss Cousin's."

Feiyang knew that the Miss Cousin that the old housekeeper was talking about was her, because Shen Xiaobai's eyes were [-]% similar to her previous black pupils.

"Hello, old man!" Feiyang didn't directly call the butler by his name, after all, Shen Feiyang was already dead in everyone's heart, if he told him at this time, he might be scared.

"Oh! Hello, Miss!" The old housekeeper slowly pulled back his thoughts, looked up at Fei Yang, "I don't know who you are looking for, Miss!"

The old butler thought in his heart that they hadn't had any guests in Beiming Mansion for many years, and the last year they entertained guests in his memory seemed to be the patriarch's birthday.

Feiyang showed a faint smile, "Old man, I'm here to visit Mr. Beiming."

"You visit my old man, but who are you! I don't remember that our Beiming family has a relative like you." The old butler has followed the Beiming family from generation to generation, so he can be regarded as a member of the Beiming family.

"Old man, if you let me meet Mr. Beiming, I will naturally know who I am when I arrive."

"This..." The old housekeeper was a little embarrassed, and at this moment there was another sound of footsteps in the yard, "Uncle Fu, who is it!" A beautiful female voice came.

Feiyang and Shen Xiaobai looked forward at the same time, and saw a woman walking towards them, wearing a water-blue dress, with long hair hanging down her shoulders, tied with a piece of water-blue silk, with perfect facial features, like a plum blossom Fang, a pair of phoenix eyes are quite similar to Fei Yang, but her eyes are covered with a touch of sadness.

Feiyang frowned, if this woman guessed correctly, she was his cousin Beiming Qinglian.

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