Angry punishment kneeling in the ancestral hall

In the middle of the night, in the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a group of people stood on the side.

"Get on your knees!"

With a loud voice, Liancheng bent down and knelt on the futon.

The many tablets offered above are the ancestors of the Shangguan family for generations.

"Amin, what mistake did Cheng'er make?"

On the side, Liancheng's biological mother, Lin Shihan, showed a worried look on her face.

On weekdays, Shangguan Ying can be said to be very spoiled, and such anger is undoubtedly rare...... Shangguan Ming wanted to reply something, but finally sighed and put his hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

Seeing Shangguan Ming's gentleness towards Lin Shihan, the second lady, Lin Shimeng, looked jealous, turned to look at Shangguan Ying and said, "Old lady, I heard that Liancheng collided with the Seventh Prince in the palace, I don't know if it's true or not?" ”

"Say less!"

Shangguan Ming glanced at Lin Shimeng coldly, showing a deep dislike.

Lin Shimeng was so upset that he didn't dare to really say anything.

"Cheng'er, do you know what you did wrong?"

Shangguan Ying's angry question made Liancheng lower his eyes and said truthfully: "I know, I shouldn't have injured the Seventh Prince for the sake of the Northern Desert Prince." ”

"You only know one thing, you don't know the other!"

Shangguan Ying's majesty is undiminished, and his usual kindness is like two people.

But seeing it, he looked at the tablet with his back hand and said solemnly: "The dignified minister-in-law, for the prince of the Northern Desert to hurt the seventh prince of Nanliang, what will others think?" Not to mention, you gambled your life for the prince of the Northern Desert later! If this move spreads all over the court, the Prime Minister's Mansion may be crowned with the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and the century-old foundation of the Shangguan family will be ruined from now on! ”

"Grandpa......"

Liancheng was full of surprise, unexpectedly such a strict consequence.

"Cheng'er, a companion is like a tiger, you need to be cautious in your words and deeds! If it weren't for the saint's belief in the Shangguan family, not to mention that because the prince of the Northern Desert had injured the Seventh Prince, the serious sin of hurting the Seventh Prince, would have been enough to exile the lighter and give death to the heavier! ”

As Shangguan Ying's words fell, Lian Cheng's heart sank little by little.

She protected that person for the sake of her previous life, and she didn't want her relatives to almost suffer a disaster in this life...... Slowly closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then opened them with firmness: "Grandpa, don't worry, there won't be a second time!" ”

As for Liancheng's promise, Shangguan Ying stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder: "Cheng'er, you must remember: the court is as deep as the sea, and you will carry the entire prime minister's mansion in the future, and you must not ask for stupid things again!" ”

Shangguan Ying left the ancestral hall, and before leaving, he punished Liancheng to kneel in the ancestral hall to reflect.

He didn't ask Liancheng why he protected Xiahou Yuan again, maybe he knew that he couldn't ask why, and he didn't want to embarrass her too much.

"Liancheng, no matter what you do, don't get involved in the Prime Minister's Mansion! Erniang doesn't want to be harmed by you......"

It was rare to see Liancheng being punished, and Lin Shimeng gloated before going down.

"City ......"

Seeing that they had all left, Lin Shihan didn't want to leave Liancheng alone.

"Mother, I'm fine."

Knowing what she was worried about, Liancheng smiled back with a reassuring smile.

"Cheng'er, you are the hope of the future of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you should learn to weigh the pros and cons......"

Unlike Shangguan Ying's spoiling, Shangguan Ming has always been the image of a strict father.

Liancheng nodded, watching him carry his extremely reluctant mother back to the room.

The cold ancestral hall, full of smoke, Liancheng knelt there alone, and his heart was full of silence.

Master, you saved me in my previous life, and I saved you in this life, and you and I are two things...... Maybe the red dust is not over, but the strange Xiahou Yuan is not you, he is not you after all.

All I could do was forget.