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Chapter 765

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Then, Gu Xijiu watched as Madam Luo combed her daughter's hair. She was obviously very excited. Tears were rolling in her eyes, and the tip of her nose was red. However, she kept smiling as she combed her daughter's hair.

Gu Xijiu, who was watching the whole process, felt a little sad.

No matter what, there were very few parents who did not love their children. Luo Xinglan had no choice but to jump off a cliff and abandon her children. She had lost her memory for so many years. She did not let Gu Xietian down, but she did not let her two children down...

Luo Xinglan was born for love. In order to marry Gu Xietian, she had a falling out with her parents. She was willing to break up with her parents in order to pursue her love. When her love disappeared completely, she abandoned her children and jumped off a cliff...

Her behavior was not wrong, but it was not right either. Gu Xijiu appreciated her unyielding character, but she did not appreciate her way of doing things.

Love was not the only thing in life, there was also family, friendship...

If Gu Xijiu was in the same situation, since she no longer loved the jerk, she would not care about him marrying a beautiful concubine. She would find a way to establish a foothold in the house and use Gu Xietian's guilt to get rid of Leng Xiangyu first. She would then let the two children get the best education. Then, after ten years, it would still be Luo Xinglan's world.

Gu Xijiu pondered for a moment. If she was in Luo Xinglan's body... (It would probably be a novel about fighting inside the house.)

Even if she was not greedy for the general's house, she could not just kill herself and let Leng Xiangyu take advantage of her. She could first find a way to control Gu Xietian and then kill Leng Xiangyu. Then, she could escape with the two children and make a name for herself. (It would probably be another novel about fighting in the field.)

While she was thinking, Di Fuyi sent a message to her, "Little Xijiu... Remember to prepare a gift for yourself later."

Gu Xijiu took a while to react, "What gift do you want to give me?" She paused and said, "I don't want your gift!"

It was not easy to owe this person. Perhaps, it would be the interest of a donkey...

Subconsciously, she did not want to have too much to do with him, so naturally, she did not want his things.

Di Fuyi seemed to have guessed what she was thinking. His eyes slightly darkened, but he smiled and said, "It's just a gift for you. Everyone will give it to you later. It does not matter whether you owe me or not. There was nothing to reject. You purposely didn't want me. Does that mean you still have a grudge against me? If there's no love, then there's no hatred. Perhaps that proves that you … "

Before he could continue, he was interrupted by Gu Xijiu, "You think too much! Forget it, what do you want to give me? I took it out of your storage space in advance. "

Di Fuyi instructed her to take out a dark purple storage bag from her storage space.

Gu Xijiu took a look at the storage bag in advance. Other than the color that was usually used by Celestial Master Zuo, there was nothing special about it. It should be a high-level storage bag. It wasn't something too rare.

Gu Xijiu was relieved.

After the hair-curling segment, it was time for the elders to lead them to worship heaven and earth.

This elder should be the most respectable one among all the people present, and Celestial Master Zuo, Di Fuyi, was obviously suitable for this position. Naturally, this responsibility fell on Celestial Master Zuo.

Gu Xijiu had no choice but to stand up and follow the rules that the people mentioned. She held Di Fuyi's hand and prayed to the heaven and earth.

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