Looking at Zhou Qitian's departing figure, for some reason, Zhang Qiaoer saw the vicissitudes of life, sadness, helplessness and unwillingness.

"I really don't understand, what happened to me at such a young age?"

Back in his small courtyard, Zhou Qitian suddenly smiled, laughing so helplessly and vicissitudes.

For him, everything that happened to him seemed to be a big joke played by God.

When he was ten years old, he insisted on climbing the Taihuang Peak that appeared many times in his dreams, and unexpectedly awakened the memories of his previous life, and the scenes that happened in his previous life made him collapse.

Fortunately, he has a father and mother who love him, and four personal maids who love him like a sister.

knows his own flaws, understands the strength of the enemy, even if he is unwilling, he can only choose to let go of the hatred in his heart and survive plainly.

But he underestimated the cruelty of this world, in this world, the weak do not have the right to live in peace.

The country is ruined, the sister who loves him dies tragically, the father who cares for him is trampled under the feet of the enemy, and the kind mother is also desperately trying to buy the last time for herself.

Desperately fighting for the last time, praying to the ancestors and summoning the ancestors, as a result, the Taihuang Peak collapsed, and he was taken to a place called Abbot Island.

If that's all there is, Zhou Qitian can still accept it, at least he survived.

However, fate played a joke on him again, stoned Zhang Tianhua's enemies to death, and was picked up by Zhang Tianhua as his grandson-in-law.

Raising his head and looking at the sky, Zhou Qitian said expressionlessly: "God, I really don't know what kind of joke you can make to me!"

With a sigh, Liu Qiang silently walked into his room, watching the room being smashed in pieces, without any complaints, silently cleaning up everything.

Going against the grain, Zhou Qitian has long been used to it.

It's not that he didn't think about death, but Zhou Qitian was so unwilling to die like this.

The hatred of the previous life and the hatred of this life have always been pressed by Zhou Qitian in his heart, and he is always preparing to find an opportunity for revenge.

"You shit! What are you going to pack? Hurry up and come with me! Go see grandpa for the last time!"

Zhou Qitian, who was cleaning up the house, was pulled away by a handsome but spicy girl before he could react, and the girl was Zhang Yunxia, the granddaughter assigned by Zhang Tianhua to Zhou Qitian as his wife.

When Zhou Qitian reacted, he had been dragged out of his yard by the girl.

"Tell me, what's wrong with Grandpa?"

Although he was picked up by Zhang Tianhua, Zhang Tianhua was really good to Zhou Qitian and sincerely treated him as his grandson-in-law.

In the Zhang family, only Zhang Tianhua, the prince of Zhenguo, and Zhang Qiaoer treat themselves sincerely, although they don't show much on the surface, but in their hearts, Zhou Qitian treats them as relatives.

was questioned by Zhou Qitian, the girl suddenly stopped, and scolded Zhou Qitian for a while.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, grandpa heard that there is an island in the depths of the East China Sea, and there is another red lingzhi on the island, and the red lingzhi can help people open the meridians, so he ventured out to sea, but he encountered a sea beast..."

In the end, Zhang Yunxia couldn't cry, and the fists and kicks that fell on Zhou Qitian were heavier.

Silently enduring Zhang Yunxia's punches and kicks, Zhou Qitian's heart was full of grief.

How did I not think that the only two people who care about him now are gone again.

With his eyes closed, his legs bent, his hands holding his legs, and his head buried deep between his legs, Zhou Qitian silently kept tears.

Zhang Qiao'er, who also got the news and was worried that something would happen to Zhou Qitian, rushed over, and just saw Zhang Yunxia punching and kicking Zhou Qitian, and stepped forward to stop: "Sister, now is not the time to be angry, take Qitian to grandpa! Grandpa wants to see him for the last time!"

Grandpa loves himself so much, but for the sake of Zhou Qitian, the guy who picked it up, he came to the end of his life like this, and the grief in Zhang Yunxia's heart didn't know how to describe it.

Stopped punching and kicking Zhou Qitian, and didn't know where the strength came from, dragging Zhou Qitian with one hand, and rushed towards Zhang Tianhua's study.

Seeing Zhou Qitian being dragged by Zhang Yunxia on the ground, Zhang Qiaoer sighed, didn't stop it, just walked a few steps quickly, and caught up to help Zhou Qitian up.

On the bed, a majestic old man was pale, unable to breathe, and covered in blood.

Careful people will find that the position of the old man's heart is much concave downward, and it can continue to support it, which is also the breath in his heart.

Kneeling down in front of the bed, there was an air of sadness throughout the room.

"Just... I just explained... Those things that I confessed... Have you written it all down?"

Zhang Yunxia's good Zhang Qiaoer's father, the two sons of Zhang Tianhua, the prince of Zhenguo, knelt at the head of the bed, grabbed Zhang Tianhua's hand tightly, did not continue to fight as usual, and grieved together: "Remember, remember." ”

Closing his eyes and taking a hard breath, Zhang Tianhua continued to speak: "Hasn't Qitian come yet?"

"Here, here, grandpa!"

has never been so anxious, Zhang Yunxia is no longer willful, and pushed Zhou Qitian to Zhang Tianhua's bedside as soon as possible.

Seeing Zhou Qitian standing beside his bed with tears in his eyes, letting go of the hands of his two sons, and grabbing Zhou Qitian's hands, Zhang Tianhua said with difficulty: "Coming?"

In the Zhenguo Mansion, Zhou Qitian is usually only willing to take the initiative to talk to two people, one is Zhang Qiaoer, who cares about him like a sister, and the other is the kind old man in front of him.

Although he was picked up by Zhang Tianhua as his grandson-in-law, Zhang Tianhua treated himself better than his own grandson, and it was precisely because of this that the juniors of the Zhang family were jealous and hateful, and tried every means to find trouble with Zhou Qitian.

Nodding and kneeling in front of Zhang Tianhua, Zhou Qitian couldn't hold back any longer, held Zhang Tianhua's hand tightly, and lay on the side of Zhang Tianhua's bed and cried bitterly.

The other hand was raised with difficulty, gently stroked Zhou Qitian's head and comforted: "Okay child, don't be sad, how can people be immortal? Grandpa has something to explain to you..."

Zhang Tianhua's two sons, Zhang Qiaoer's father Zhang Chenzhong, looked sad, although he wanted Zhang Tianhua to rest and recuperate, but he was unwilling to let the old man regret it for life, so he could only endure the grief in his heart and wait patiently for Zhang Tianhua to explain things to Liu Qiang weakly.

Zhang Yunxia's father, Zhang Chenhong, also looked sad, but careful people will find that Zhang Chenhong's eyes were cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Among those who knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, there were two old people who were about the same age as Zhang Tianhua, who communicated with Zhang Chenhong in their own way from time to time, and they didn't know what they were secretly communicating.

Of course, I know that there is no eternal immortality in people, even those who have experienced the baptism of the heavenly calamity will come to the end of their lives sooner or later, let alone an old man who has just spied into the realm of reality and reality?

"Grandpa, you say, Qitian listen!

With the memories of two lives and the life and death of the two lives, Zhou Qitian is not very old, but he sees everything very thoroughly.

Zhang Tianhua has reached the time when the lamp is exhausted, and Zhou Qitian will never let this old man who has given him warmth and care for a year leave with regrets.

Reaching out with difficulty to summon Zhang Yunxia to his side, Zhang Tianhua put Zhou Qitian's hand and Zhang Yunxia's hand together, and said with a kind smile: "Xia'er, do you know why I must assign Qitian to you as a husband?"

Looking at the grandfather who loved him, lying on the bed, even talking was so difficult, and he could die at any time, Zhang Yunxia was really sad.

Shaking her head blankly, Zhang Yunxia said that she didn't know why her grandfather had to assign Zhou Qitian to her husband, you know, there is a sister who is similar to herself, and Zhang Qiaoer.

"It's not as sensible and steady as your sister Qiao'er, you have been spoiled and arrogant since you were a child, so it's destined that it will be difficult for you to find a marriage that satisfies you... Ahem, ahem..."

After a violent cough, Zhang Tianhua continued to speak: "Qitian, this child, is destined not to be ordinary, but also affectionate, righteous, and steady, and can take better care of you in the future, so you must cherish it..."

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, Zhang Yunxia never thought that her grandfather designated herself and Zhou Qitian as married, but she was thinking about her own future, and she had always resented her grandfather.

After explaining to Zhang Yunxia, Zhang Tianhua gasped heavily for a long time before continuing to speak: "Qitian, grandpa knows that you are a good boy, and he also knows that you don't like Xia'er, but you must promise grandpa to take care of Xia'er..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Tianhua let out another violent wheezing sound, and it took a long time to calm down.

While grieving, Zhou Qitian turned around and glanced at Zhang Yunxia, although he was very reluctant to agree, but in order not to disappoint this old man who was not related by blood, but really loved himself like a grandfather, Zhou Qitian still nodded and agreed.

Seeing Zhou Qitian agree, Zhang Tianhua closed his eyes with satisfaction.

"Child, I know that you are by no means a thing in the pool, one day you will enter the sea, no matter what the Zhang family has done to be sorry for you, I hope you will not hurt the Zhang family and retain the bloodline inheritance of the Zhang family..."

was originally holding on to a mouthful, but the rest of the story was almost explained, although Zhang Tianhua's speech did not appear intermittently, but his voice became weaker and weaker.

Even if only a weak and inaudible voice remains, Zhang Tianhua is still telling the future.

The atmosphere in the whole room became more oppressive, but the initial crying became weaker and weaker, and the atmosphere became weird.

Holding Zhou Qitian's hand slipped, his mouth was open but he couldn't close it again, Zhang Tianhua, the once beautiful Zhenguo Gong of Qi State, finally went.

Grabbing a mung bean-sized thing that appeared in his hand when Zhang Tianhua's hand slipped down, exuding a scorching breath, Zhou Qitian knelt in front of the bed and kowtowed three times before standing up, putting the thing into his waist without a trace, and slowly retreating to the most marginal position.

Because he had lived in the emperor's house for two lifetimes, Zhou Qitian knew very well that the next matter of open and secret fighting would be staged soon.

No one cared about Zhou Qitian, because for them, there was a more important thing in front of them now, and that was the title of Duke of Zhenguo.

Zhenguo Gong, the absolute death of a high-ranking and powerful existence in the Qi State.

Zhang Tianhua died and confessed a lot of posthumous affairs, but he did not explain who would succeed him as the Duke of Zhenguo, but only told his two sons to obey the orders of the imperial court.

Sure enough, Zhang Chenhong pulled Zhang Yunxia, who was immersed in grief, behind him, and turned to the people kneeling on the ground: "The country can't be without a king for a day, and the family can't be without an owner for a day, now let's discuss first, who will temporarily take the title of Duke of Zhenguo and preside over all the affairs of the Duke of Guogong!"

Zhang Chenzhong immediately reacted, and said in the same loud voice: "Daddy explained before he died, let me temporarily manage everything in the family..."

Zhang Tianhua had just left, and the two sons, who were heartbroken just now, immediately started an argument for their own selfish desires.

Noticing Zhang Qiao'er not far away, and wanted to come forward to persuade her, Zhou Qitian came to her side without a trace, stopped her, and shook his head lightly.

Zhou Qitian has experienced the battle of the emperor's house more than once, cannibalism and brothers, this kind of thing has long been commonplace in the emperor's house, for power, for desire, some people even do everything.

Although he was sad, Zhou Qitian was unwilling to get involved in the struggle for these rights, he just needed to make sure that the old man who still cared about him when he was dying could be safely buried in peace.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a long time, and finally under the persuasion of two prestigious old men, the two brothers temporarily put aside their prejudices and disputes and decided to put Zhang Tianhua in the ground first.

But Zhou Qitian knew very well in his heart that all this was just the beginning, and the next battle would be very fierce.

It has been forty-eight days in Zhang Tianhua's mourning hall, and one more day will be enough for 7749 days, Zhang Tianhua will be buried, and at that time, Zhou Qitian will be at ease.

As far as the eye can see, the mourning hall is deserted, except for the subordinates on duty, the two old housekeepers who are loyal to Zhang Tianhua have been taking turns to guard the mourning hall, and no one is allowed to be presumptuous here.

The descendants of the Zhang family, except for Zhang Qiaoer, Zhang Yunxia and Liu Qiang, who stayed in the mourning hall, almost no people came to the mourning hall, relatives and friends came to mourn, and Zhou Qitian, Zhang Yunxia and Zhang Qiaoer knelt down and bowed.

Everyone else is busy helping their favored people to compete for the title of Duke of Zhenguo.

"If you two are tired, go to the back hall and take a rest. ”

Seeing Zhang Qiaoer and Zhang Yunxia kneeling there and dozing off all the time, Liu Qiang opened his mouth to care about Zhang Yunxia for the first time.

Grandpa explained everything when he was in danger, Zhang Yunxia knew the reason for designating Zhou Qitian as her husband, although she was pampered and arrogant, she didn't care about Zhou Qitian like before, and she didn't care about it at all.

Nodding seriously, she didn't feel jealous that Zhou Qitian also cared about Zhang Qiao'er, and supported Zhang Qiao'er, who was even more haggard than herself, Zhang Yunxia said: "Sister, we need to take a rest and let Qitian guard first." ”

With the departure of Zhang Tianhua, the two sisters Zhang Qiaoer and Zhang Yunxia did not affect the relationship because their father fought for the title of Duke of Zhenguo, but let them see clearly that the world is hot and cold, and the relationship is better than before.

Looking at her sister who seemed to have matured suddenly, Zhang Qiaoer also reached out to hold Zhang Yunxia, and the two of them supported each other and stood up.

Lu Dayou, the third housekeeper, took turns to guard the mourning hall, and when he saw Zhang Qiaoer's sisters, they supported each other and gave the old man a stick of incense, and then went to the back hall to rest, Lu Dayou felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

The old prince raised three boys and one girl, but he just died, only three dolls guarded, and a large family quarreled every day for the title of the prince of Zhenguo, and there was almost no fight.

"Guogong, I really don't know, why don't you designate the heir to the title? Make a good Guogong Mansion, the chicken and dog are restless, alas! I really don't know when it will be a head!"