He was quite tall, lowered his head, walked to the bright place and called out "Fourth Uncle" in a low voice.

Fourth Master Murong asked him to sit down, and brought him a bowl and spoon with his own hands, and served the hot soup: "Taste, what is the difference between the craftsmanship of the chefs in Beijing and those in Luoyi." ”

Murong Shu took the soup bowl with both hands and put it on the table, but he didn't mean to eat it.

The heat emitted by the food slowly spreads in the winter night.

Fourth Master Murong glanced at him, raised his head and drank half a bowl of soup.

Swallowing hot soup is the same feeling as swallowing cold tea.

The sudden ice, and the sudden hotness, have a strange heartiness. He put down the bowl and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk, as if he were singing some weird little song.

Murong Shu half-lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Fourth Uncle, I heard that there have been people from Jingningbo Mansion during the day?"

Murong Siye's subordinates paused slightly, and spit out an unclear "um". He withdrew his hand and placed it in front of him. Lean back and lean back tightly.

The intricately carved patterns on the mahogany are embedded in his clothes little by little.

He looked at his nephew and said, "Jing Ningbo wants to get out of the marriage." ”

"Bang-" sounded.

The bowl of soup in front of Murong Shu was knocked over.

He quickly stood up and hurriedly stepped back.

The steaming soup has flowed down like a river.

He grabbed the chair handle a little helplessly: "Why?"

For so many years, the Qi family has not revealed the intention of wanting to withdraw from their relatives, and now that the marriage date is approaching, they suddenly want to withdraw from their relatives, what is it for? Murong Shu couldn't figure it out.

Fourth Master Murong didn't understand either.

Qi Yuanzhang acted without discipline, and he was about to withdraw from the marriage for some reason, who could guess the reason.

His gaze fell lightly on his nephew's face.

Half of the mask, made of cowhide, just covers half of the scar on the face.

Murong Shu's hand holding on to the chair trembled. He subconsciously turned his face away, wanting to avoid Murong Fourth Master's gaze. But the room was so big, and the lights were bright, no matter how much he avoided it, he couldn't avoid people's eyes.

He took a deep breath: "I think it's because of this......"

Fourth Master Murong retracted his gaze calmly, shook his head and said, "Probably not." ”

The marriage between the two families is not only the marriage of the children, but also the future of the Murong family and the Qi family. It's just that there is such a thing as appearance and talent, which is far from important enough to influence the divorce.

Qi Yuanzhang said today that he wanted to withdraw from the marriage, and he must have thought it through.

Fourth Master Murong looked at the soup that was still flowing on the table, and a thought popped up in his heart: "It's because he has a more worthy candidate." ”

Murong Shu turned his face when he heard this, and half of his face, which had never been injured, looked handsome.

If he hadn't suffered an accident when he was young, he would have been a handsome young man now.

He opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but his gaze touched Murong Fourth Master's eyes, and the words were swallowed back.

Fourth Master Murong sandwiched a piece of chopsticks and meat: "You also know how this marriage contract came about." When your mother was alive, she befriended Mrs. Jing Ningbo, thinking that she would have a son and a daughter, so she would marry a family with children, but later she ......"

The man's voice paused.

"Later, something happened to your parents, and Mrs. Jing Ningbo also went crazy when she heard about it, and the two families had no contact. ”

The things that this marriage contract represents have been different since then. ”

In the beginning, it was just a promise made to each other by the mother of two children.

But time has changed, things are wrong, and this family affair has become the key to forming an alliance.

Now that the Qi family has broken the contract, it has no intention of forming an alliance with the Murong clan again.

Fourth Master Murong pondered, lowered his head and took a bite of meat.

The meat was chewed in his mouth, biting back and forth, and he spit it on the plate.

The meat is old.

What kind of cook is this, can not cook.

He slammed his chopsticks on the table with a frown.

At this time, Murong Shu suddenly asked in a low voice: "Could it be that Jing Ningbo heard about Luoyi?"

Fourth Master Murong immediately changed his eyes, looked straight at him and said, "Why do you think like this?"

Murong Shu's voice was lowered, with two points of inexplicable timidity: "It is rumored that King Xinling is hiding in Luoyi, which is always a scary thing, judging from Jing Ningbo's habit of judging the situation and sizing up the situation, it is really not strange that he wants to avoid the Murong family." ”

The expression on Murong Fourth Master's face softened a little: "He is indeed afraid of death." ”

Those rumors......

It's also a real headache.

Whether King Xinling is dead or alive, no one knows.

Some people say that he died as early as when Emperor Jianyang entered Xiangguo. Some people also say that he took the people of the Restoration Army to hide in the deep mountains and forests, although he did not die, but he was almost dead.

These rumors, listening to the left ear and the right ear, there is nothing bad about listening to them for fun.

But suddenly, out of nowhere, there was a rumor that King Xinling was in Luoyi.

That's not good!

And it's still very bad.

Who is King Xinling, he is the leader of the Restoration Army, and he is a thorn in the flesh of Emperor Jianyang's eyes who wants to see people die and corpses. If King Xinling was really hiding in Luoyi, how could the Murong clan still be good?

Luoyi is the territory of the Murong clan.

If King Xinling was discovered by Emperor Jianyang in Luoyi, it would be equivalent to the Murong family harboring the Restoration Army.

As for whether they knew about it or not, or whether they colluded with the Restoration Army, it didn't matter at all.

Seeing that the rumors were getting stronger and stronger, the clan was already a little panicked.

Fourth Master Murong had no choice but to send people out to investigate several times.

can check and check, and almost turned the huge Luoyi upside down, but failed to find any clues.

What the king of Xinling, what the restoration army.

There was no trace at all.

Those rumors, no matter how you look at them, look like rumors.

However, as long as the rumors do not disperse, the knife hanging above the head of the Murong family will not disappear for a day.

When Fourth Master Murong thought of the blood-stained knife, he instantly lost his appetite.

The table was full of soup, and it seemed that it was also stained with blood.

With a look of disgust, he pushed the dishes back in front of him.

Then, he looked up at Murong Shu and asked, "The matter has come to this, no matter what the reason is, Jing Ningbo seems to be determined to withdraw from his family." If you don't want to, then you can only go and see Jing Ningbo. ”

Murong Shu pulled the chair back and sat down slowly, clasping his hands together as if hesitating.

Fourth Master Murong said: "I heard that Mrs. Jing Ningbo's madness has been cured, so you should go to see her and say hello." ”

Murong Shu didn't speak, for a long time, and nodded.

Fourth Master Murong smiled, got up and walked to his side, and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go back and rest early, I'll let the kitchen prepare some more food and send it to your room, you don't have to accompany me to eat." ”

Murong Shu still nodded.

After a while, he stood up and walked out with a dark expression.

Strange house, strange corridor.

Even the wind seems to be strange.

Finally, he returned to his room. When the door was closed, it was dark inside.

He stood with his back against the door, suddenly trembling and trembling like chaff.