Her ninth son, who was kidnapped by the enemy at the age of five and led to the final cliff, returned to the Murong family without dying, and never had time to enjoy the glory, wealth and honor brought to her by the Murong family...... S, the latest chapter visited wèn:. And if it weren't for Jiu'er, would their family still be able to live happily despite the hardships, and would their family still be able to wait until the Murong family could repeat the light

Looking back, the Murong family has never brought Jiu'er anything and brought her all kinds of tribulations, but Jiu'er is the savior of the Murong family, without her, maybe the Murong family would not have existed a long time ago.

Thoughts drifted farther and farther away mrs. murong thought about what murong jiu had experienced, and her heart was filled with distress and sourness her daughter was now almost twenty years old for the murong family but

It's their parents who owe her

Her heart was instantly congested, her eyes were sour and misty, and Mrs. Murong only felt that her heart was sore, painful and stuffy, and she couldn't help herself for a while.

"Mother, what's wrong" Murong Hao noticed Mrs. Murong's strange appearance, hurriedly put down the soup spoon in his hand, held Mrs. Murong's hand, and asked softly.

"It's okay, I just want Jiu'er." Mrs. Murong pursed her lower lip and pretended to be relaxed, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Heh, the New Year is coming, Jiu'er will definitely rush back." Murong Hao hooked his lips and chuckled, but a flash of light flashed in his eyes, seeing that Mrs. Murong didn't want to say more, he didn't delve into it, but not digging into it didn't mean that he couldn't figure it out, and he guessed that his mother would be like this, and he also had a deep guilt in his heart.

"Well, let's finish the soup, it won't taste good when it's cold." Mrs. Murong pulled out a slight smile and casually brought the topic over, not wanting to add to her son's heart because of her sentimentality.

Some invisible wounds are more painful and difficult to heal than obvious wounds. Some can slowly heal and reduce the sore spot over time, while others will slowly fester, becoming more and more painful over time. There will always be a day when the two ends will come to fruition, however, one is that even after healing, it will still throb from time to time, maybe not very painful, but it is the most abrasive.

And the guilt in Murong Hao's heart for Murong Jiu is such a pain, not very uncomfortable, but also uncomfortable.

Due to the wind and snow, it was not conducive to riding a horse or a car, so after resting for the night, Murong Jiu and the others gave up their means of transportation and left Dingcheng on foot.

Out of Dingcheng, a small town thousands of miles away, different from the heavy snow in Dingcheng, the sun is shining here.

Murong Jiu and the others bought a few horses in the town, and after lunch, they rode on their horses and continued on their way.

After more than ten days of traveling, Murong Jiu and the others finally returned to Tancheng. A ferry port with a beautiful name - Fenglindu, Murong Jiu, Dongfang Yi, Cheng Ziye, and Mu Qing sat leisurely in a tea house and drank tea, while Mu Xing, who had a younger brother, rented a ferry.

"Now that we have arrived in Tancheng, it is time to separate." Cheng Ziye muttered a little sentimentally, it is common for people to be separated from Murong Jiu for a few months, but this time, maybe because of the existence of the night, he was inexplicably a little uneasy and irritated in his heart.

"It's only a month before the New Year, and I'll go back in time for the New Year." Due to the image that appeared in the heart of the building before, now Murong Jiu has changed into a fluttering white dress, a chic chivalrous man, a handsome son, a little puzzled, pouted and smiled, for Cheng Ziye's sudden sentimentality is a little unclear So, after all, this situation was often encountered in the past, but there was no time like this time, it was really a little unusual, but which was unusual, Murong Jiu didn't understand it for a while, but he didn't think about it deeply.

Dongfang Yi glanced at Cheng Ziye, compared to Cheng Ziye's sentimentality, his mood was really happy, and seeing that Murong Jiu didn't think much about Cheng Ziye's sentimentality, his heart was even more comfortable.

Although he doesn't regard Cheng Ziye as an opponent, it is still very eye-catching to have such an obstacle around him. Now, he is leaving with Na Mu Qing and Mu Xing, and the next trip is only him and Jiu'er

Oh, it's fun to think about

However, Dongfang Yi's good mood did not last long, because the next change directly ruined all his fantasies and expectations.

A beautiful and bewitching woman struck the table with the hilt of her sword, and her condensed face showed her bad mood.

"Mei, Mei'er, why are you here" Murong Jiu looked at the phantom in women's clothes with some consternation, and then looked at the surrounding audience who stopped and watched because of her appearance, and said with some surprise and a little speechless embarrassment.

The phantom didn't answer, but squinted and stared straight at Murong Jiu, then rolled his eyes slightly and then glared at Murong Jiu. Murong Jiu looked at her eyes at the right time, and saw that she seemed to be looking at the long bench she was sitting on, and seemed to move to the side with some understanding, and looked at the phantom hesitantly, but the phantom looked down arrogantly when Murong Jiu's sight touched her, and sat down beside Murong Jiu with a grudge against the bench.

"Ahem, why are you here" Murong Jiu rolled his eyes helplessly, chose to ignore the phantom's expression, and lowered his body to pour her a cup of tea before asking again.

The phantom unceremoniously grabbed the teacup and took a sip, her eyes stared at Murong Jiu coldly, and when she saw that Murong Jiu was almost a little uncalm, she said unhurriedly: "Why are you here, why am I here." ”

"Ha" Murong Jiu opened his mouth slightly and looked at the phantom in disbelief.

Seeing Murong Jiu's sluggish face, the phantom looked at Murong Jiu silently for a while, and then said proudly with an expression of gratitude and no hope of retribution: "Before I can figure it out, I will follow you."

"Ha" Murong Jiu was a little dumbfounded at the moment, what is the situation

The phantom's words fell on Dongfang Yi, Cheng Ziye, and Mu Qing's ears, and their faces immediately darkened, and their thoughts were a little gloomy when they were not the same as Cheng Dù.

"Get out, otherwise" As he spoke, he pulled Murong Jiuyi to his position and circled it in the crook of his arm, while his eyes shot sharply towards the phantom, otherwise Dongfang Yi didn't continue, but the murderous aura on his body was obvious and understandable, what did his unfinished words mean, just one word to describe the killing

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability." The phantom didn't take Dongfang Yi's murderous aura in his eyes at all, and there was a thick chill on his bewitching face.

"Oh, then you can try." Dongfang Yi gently squeezed out the words word by word, and the condensed breath seemed to freeze a qiē.

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