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Silence, silence again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman took out a handkerchief, and while slowly wiping away the tears from the strings, she thought in her heart, why did she bother to question him like this, more than ten years have passed, since they have already accepted it, why should they still struggle painfully, not to mention that what she loved the most back then, wasn't his infatuation? At the end of the song, she was also a little tired, so she carefully put the piano into the case, walked to him, sat down, and lay in his arms. Fang Qi didn't resist, just adjusted a more comfortable posture, and his eyes were no longer staring at the painting, but looking at the stars outside the window, and the moonlight was abrupt.

In the lobby, Fang Ying was drunk again, looked at the staggering children below, and scolded with a smile: "Waste, all of them are waste, so many people can't drink me an old man, now a young man, hey!" Then, he picked up a jar of wine. staggered towards the back hall, and the concubines and maids next to him wanted to go over to support him, but he threw them aside.

"Lao Tzu is not drunk, is it necessary for you to help me?

Holding the altar in one hand and the wall in the other, he stumbled along the cloister, passing a room where an old woman knelt down in front of the shrine in the corner, muttering words in her mouth.

"You old miscellaneous, you make these ghostly and godly things all day long, and make the bedroom smoky, what's the use of birds!"

The old woman was very annoyed, but she didn't dare to speak loudly, and whispered: "You old ghost, you know how to drink all day long, my family is about to die, I do this, I don't pray that God can bless my son to hold a son quickly, and I can be a grandmother!"

"Bullshit, it's all that kid himself who has always refused to have sex with Qiu Yan, so that the whole Fang family can't raise their heads, I'll teach him a good lesson!"

"Hey, you old fellow, what kind of drunkenness, hey, you're coming back。。。。。。 ”

Fang Ying quickened his pace, turned around and disappeared in the corridor. In the room, Fang Qi felt a little hungry again at this time, so he couldn't resist grabbing a red fruit, gobbling it down, squeaking, and the juice flowed out, flowing down from his hand and landing on Qiu Yan's lower abdomen in his arms.

"Click... ”

The wooden door was suddenly opened from the outside, startling the two of them, and hurriedly got up and pushed each other open. The two looked at each other in surprise, ignoring the visitor for a while. Fang Ying hugged the wine jar and leaned against the door frame.

"Get up, come, have a drink with me!" After speaking, he poured a big sip himself, then wiped his mouth, blurred his eyes, and first subconsciously stared at the incomprehensible Qiu Yan. "Dad, why are you drunk again. Fang Ying didn't reply to her words, but noticed a bright red blood-like stain on her belly's clothes, her eyes widened, and she shouted incredulously: "Qi'er, you are finally willing to look like a man, very good, very good!" Qiu Yan looked down at her clothes, understood that Fang Ying had misunderstood, and hurriedly defended herself: "Dad, it's not like that, we didn't do anything, it's the fruit, the juice of the fruit is just on my clothes!" After saying that, even she didn't understand why she was so anxious to deny it, lowered her head, and never said anything again. When Fang Ying heard this, his face sank again: "Waste! eat fruit, can you give me a grandson?!" As he spoke, he actually reached out and grabbed one in the fruit bowl, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and then took a few sips of wine.

"Dad, you can't drink anymore!" even Fang Qi began to dissuade him.

", you useless thing, you can't get things done, and you have the face to take care of me! Your mother is heartbroken for you!" he cursed, looking up at the painting on the wall.

"Okay, no wonder you don't want to have sex with Qiu Yan, you still think about her in your heart!" As he spoke, he raised the wine jar and was about to smash it at Fang Qi. Qiu Yan saw him behind and grabbed him tightly.

"Don't, Daddy, don't be so impulsive, calm down, you can't blame him for this!"

Liang Ping and Lang Yiyuan had been near Fang's house since very early on, hiding in a dark corner, waiting for the opportunity to act.

"Ahh

Lang Yiyuan was so cold that he sneezed, sniffed, turned his head and asked, "Grandpa Liang, do you have to wait, I'm about to catch a cold." ”

"Not yet, now it is estimated that the Fang family has just withdrawn from the banquet, and the lights have not been extinguished yet, so hold on a little longer. ”

"Can you take your hand out of my arms, I feel a little cold in my stomach. He looked down at the two hands that had reached into his clothes to keep warm, and asked weakly.

"Shut up, I'm warming up, preparing for a moment's action!"

After a while, seeing that the lights in the courtyard had been extinguished, Liang Ping slowly withdrew his hand and said to Lang Yiyuan: "Act according to the plan, find valuable things separately, and then meet at the designated place." So saying, the two of them went around to the north, and the other to the west, and easily crossed the wall without being noticed. As soon as Liang Ping, who had entered from the north, landed, he saw a huge iron cage in front of him, holding three vicious dogs.

"Oh no!" he cried inwardly. The three dogs seemed to be too pampered in their usual times, and they were even half a beat slower to react, and by the time they were alert, Liang Ping had already taken out his sword. "Whew!" Three swords stabbed out, and each dog's head was pierced. "Hmph, I said I was so much better than a dog!" he muttered, and he continued his search. On the other side, Lang Yiyuan did not encounter any danger after landing, he carefully groped along the wall, gradually deepened, and entered several rooms along the way, all of which were the side rooms of the maids, and only touched a few pieces of general jewelry, and woke up a person in the middle, Lang Yiyuan immediately knocked the person unconscious.

"Damn, so alert, I even put this broken jewelry box next to my pillow, I thought there was something good. ”

He felt that this was too much effort, and dived out of the room to the other side. Slowly, he realized that he had unconsciously turned to the vicinity of the lobby. As soon as he was about to turn around, he smelled a burst of alcohol, accompanied by a man's self-talk.

"Hmph, dad is really, he still takes his eldest brother so seriously, he is just a bad seed, and as a young master, he was robbed of his marriage by others. ”

Lang Yiyuan listened, and involuntarily stopped and listened carefully.

"In the end, my father still has to accept some righteous sons and daughters, but as long as there is you, we are like dogs, and we drink with the old man every day, and we have to pay so much money. I heard that he still thinks about that woman all the time to make such a slump, hmph, such a woman, willing to run with others, it's not a good thing!"

Hearing this, Lang Yiyuan clenched his fists in the dark.

"A big man, he can't even forget that kind of cheap woman, now he is rich and powerful, and how beautiful and prodigal women are everywhere, Fang Qi, you are a coward!" he said this, drank another bowl, and smacked his lips, "But if you can be so worried about the eldest brother, maybe not only is she beautiful, but her kung fu in bed may also be good, if you can lie in my arms, hehehe... Hahaha。。。。。。 ”

Lang Yiyuan couldn't hold back any longer, and an arrow rushed out of the darkness, already holding a blade in his hand, aiming at the young man who was sitting on the front steps of Wanhongtang and laughing incessantly.

"Are you。。。。。。 Who!...... ”

By the time he finished saying this, the knife had already pierced into his chest, and at this moment, he could also see the plain face without any expression, but his eyes were a little cold.

"I... I'm the second young master of the Fang family... I...... I'm Young Master Fang Yi, you... How dare you 。。。。。。 ”

He finally stopped chattering.

The jar of wine in front of the steps had already been stained red by the blood flowing in, Lang Yiyuan took the bowl from Fang Yi, whose body was slowly becoming cold, reached into the altar and scooped it out, and then drank it all.

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