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"It is said that our descendants are scattered, and the side branches are in charge. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info voila...... Our ancestor has only one wife! Duan Wangye, the leader of the four major royal mansions, has made meritorious contributions to the founding of the country...... I don't even have a concubine who warms the bed......! If you look at our side branches, the least of them are seven or eight concubines, plus Tongfang. Look at other people's children and grandchildren, they are simply leafy!" Ran Zixiao muttered, and the jade hand slid down and gestured.

"This ...... There seems to be something wrong with the genealogy!" Ran Ziwan frowned, looking around the genealogy left and right.

"It's a little inappropriate, it's a big loss to your brother and me, and I've come back from Mu Feng! If it weren't for our brothers and sisters, I'm afraid that Duan Wang's branch would be extinct." My father and mother are no more, my grandfather is old again, and I am afraid that I can't have another little uncle!"

If it were left on weekdays, Ran Zixiao would be such a bastard, I am afraid that it would have made Ran Ziwan smile backwards and forwards. But for some reason, she couldn't laugh a little!"Brother, why does this genealogy only have a name, but no surname?"

"Where?" Ran Zixiao carefully withdrew her expression and looked in the direction that Ran Ziwan was pointing. The eyebrows and eyes are slightly contemplative, and the color on the face is dark.

"Look...... No...... There is no ......" Ran Ziwan carefully looked at an old silk book under the table where the family tree was located, there were names and words on it, and the life records of the year of birth and death were quite detailed. It's just that there is still no surname.

"Evening, what are you shaking around? This dust has accumulated too much! Are all the people in our Duanwang Mansion eating dry rice? The ancestral hall of Nuoda has accumulated so much dust...... Dusting the ancestors? is it really ...... Raised ...... in vain" Ran Zixiao said so, but he shook his sleeves in disgust and covered his mouth and nose. Seeing that Ran Ziwan's hands kept moving, he moved his sleeves to Ran Ziwan and helped her half-cover.

"Doesn't it seem that Mu Feng is not doing well?" Ran Ziwan's words were like pouring a basin of cold water on his head. "Brother...... Are you really Mu Feng from cultivating......?

The cold water made Ran Zixiao think that he was still sleeping in Mu Feng's cold river! Ran Zixiao was in the same place, although he worshiped under Mu Feng's door, but it was also nine deaths. This girl's fluttering words are like a cold winter, cold!

"Original...... "Ran Ziwan ignored Ran Zixiao, who was standing in place behind her, and her jade hand suddenly closed the silk and clapped her hands. Because she suddenly thought of the first time she entered the Nannuan Palace. Remember...... The smell in the dark pavilion of the South Warm Hall has a medicinal fragrance, a strong medicinal fragrance. But there is also incense, as if it is hidden.

"Why not! look...... Getaway...... Well, Chongxiao!Hey, no!" Ran Zixiao scratched her head and searched up and down for a long time. This genealogy is only a name, and there is no surname before the name. "Our ancestors are too lazy! Will one more word be exhausted? Just like that Xuan Bing Cube, one more word will be exhausted! It's really ...... How awkward it looks like this! Look, ...... There's also one named Chongxiao!"

"......" Ran Ziwan was speechless for a moment and took a deep breath. "Brother, say that your ancestors are lazy in front of the ancestral tablet. Such a bastard, can you find a second one in this world?"

"I can't find the second one, but I can find the first one!" Ran Zixiao smiled maliciously in her eyes. "Late ...... You wait for me!"

"......" Ran Ziwan rolled his eyes, he couldn't find the second one, but he could still find the first one, it was really a bad brain.

"Wan'er, it's the first one!" Ran Zixiao stepped forward, looked at Ran Ziwan and looked at it carefully, and said with a smile.

"I don't!" Ran Ziwan turned around and bypassed Ran Zixiao in front of him, and his disgust could not be hidden.

"You didn't? You found out about this matter just now, although you didn't say it directly, but didn't that mean what I said in that sentence?" Ran Ziwan casually found a table and sat on it, and there was an enshrined couplet hanging next to the table.

"The ancestors and the ancestors are above, and the women of the Ran family worship at night!" Ran Zixiao, who looked stunned behind him, bent down deeply and bowed.

"What are you worshipping?" Looking at Ran Ziwan's appearance, Ran Zixiao whistled and looked at the beams of the house. "It is said that the ancestral hall is the place where the yin qi of each family is the heaviest, and it looks like an ornament here...... Where is the feeling of being indistinguishable from ghosts......? You said...... It can't be a fake here...... Brother Shizi thinks...... There must be ghosts here!"

With Ran Zixiao's wisdom, Ran Zixiao's two words of late Nannuan are enough to wake him up. But what he didn't understand was that Ran Ziwan was serious at this time!

"This person is the only concubine of King Duan's lineage! If you want to blame for today's disrespectful things, you ...... But don't show mercy!" Ran Ziwan clasped his hands together, looking serious.

Looking at Ran Ziwan's movements, Ran Zixiao immediately jumped off the offering table, straightened his clothes, and stood on the side respectfully, why did he suddenly feel that this ancestral hall was ...... It's cold, and the back and head are bubbling cold!

"Don't blame the ancestors...... Ancestors, don't blame ......" Ran Ziwan smiled arbitrarily, endured it in a low voice, glanced at Ran Zixiao, who had become a little restrained even when walking, and felt proud. "Giggle......

"Alas...... Later, I am your own brother, except for the old man, there is no one in this world who is closer to you than this son!" Ran Zixiao jumped to her feet and gestured her fist at Ran Zi's late bowing body.

"Let's go out!" Ran Ziwan turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall, leaving Ran Zixiao alone and standing motionless.

"Go out, didn't you say that you were going to clean the ancestral tablet today? It's only been a while, and you haven't moved a bit!" Ran Zixiao's eyebrows were twisted together, pointing to Ran Ziwan's dissatisfaction.

"Xiao Shizi really values filial piety, otherwise...... Wan'er left first!" Ran Zi raised his hand without looking back, which was regarded as a farewell.

"Hey, ...... late" Ran Zixiao chased after him, without the appearance of an eldest brother.

"Ancestors, ancestors, don't let it ...... Brother Shizi is ......" Ran Ziwan added oil and vinegar, made a color to the shadow hidden in the shadows, and strode towards the door.

"Fathers, ancestors, late son, they won't ...... I won't really blame this son!" Looking at Ran Zixiao in the depths of the family tree, his face was slightly pale!

"Yes!" Ran Ziwan was amused, holding back the urge to laugh, and had some abdominal pain.

As soon as Ran Ziwan's words fell, the genealogy enshrined on the ancestral shrine suddenly blew a gust of wind. The ancestral hall has been dull all year round, and the incense burns a little more gloomy.

"Don't ...... Don't scare the world. The Son of the World...... Xiao'er is the only concubine of Duanwangfu's grandson...... Frightened of this son, if you are too scared to lift it...... Beware of Duanwang...... Mansion...... I'll tell you!"

"To go or not to go?" Ran Ziwan turned around and took a deep look at the family tree, his eyes clear! )