Chapter 55 Nangong Yu resentment eased for a moment, and when he heard Cen Feng's words, he couldn't help but joke back: "But according to the nephew, the old bones of the uncle are very tough." Is it so easy to disperse? Lying on his side, although his strength was insufficient, he already had a smile on his face.

If it weren't for such a weak appearance, Cen Feng would have thought that nothing had happened just now.

"You." Lightly tapped Nangong Yu's resentful forehead: "Your uncle is not old and confused, don't think about diverting the topic, explain honestly." Why is Shicai so excited, he doesn't even care about his own body. Don't try to prevaricate me, if you don't tell the truth, I'll call Yu'er in carefully. You know her pungent temper, if you really want to teach her brother a lesson, I, an outsider, can't speak. "Take a woman's lesson to threaten the head of the Nangong family, if it spreads, I'm afraid no one will believe that the head of the Nangong family will be coerced like this.

But this is not the case, Nangong Yu hated this very much, and his fear of Yu'er was by no means pretended.

For such a threat, Nangong Yu could only sigh, although he knew the answer in his heart, he couldn't help but ask: "Ahem, although I haven't met my cousin, but listening to my father's description, I should be a gentle and amiable woman like Yuan Xin, but my cousin's temper is not like it at all?" Looking at Nangong Yu's very distressed appearance, Cen Feng only had the four big words 'knowingly asked' in his heart, and he didn't answer him, he patted it lightly and seriously, and said, "Don't divert the topic." Knowing that he couldn't hide, Nangong Yu had no choice but to speak: "Cough, Uncle Shi is afraid that I don't know how inspiring my words just now are." Cen Feng raised his eyebrows: "Oh? In this way, isn't it the master's? I thought that Nangong Yu was joking again, but seeing that his complexion had improved, Cen Feng didn't mind playing Tai Chi with him for a while.

But Nangong Yu Hate shook his head: "It's not to blame Uncle Shi, but Uncle Shi's anger, Yu Hate seems to empathize." Cen Feng frowned, but he didn't say a word.

"Yu Hate heard her mother say that although her mother is the righteous daughter of the Lord of Yingxing Zhai, cough cough, she is a teacher who worships the Dark Bamboo Monk. Although the two uncles Ruoshi and Ruoming don't have much impression, they have also seen them. cough, my mother also mentioned the extinction of the Chu family a few times, and she was so impassioned. Cough, therefore, when the master and uncle mentioned it, the residual hatred can also be empathized, and the tone of the teacher is quite similar to that of the mother. ”

"I see, so is the junior sister, why bother talking about these things to the juniors. How many years have passed, no matter how much you hate it, it's just a matter of worrying about the sky and disturbing yourself, after all, the remnant of the evil Long Haifeng has been ambushed twenty years ago, and it is useless to think about it. ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi taught me."

"Okay, you must be tired of tossing just now, let's rest first, I'll go and persuade the little girl in the garden to go back, otherwise the others will be suspicious. All of you in the Nangong family are not fuel-efficient lamps. ”

"Thank you, uncle." Seeing Cen Feng get up and leave, Nangong Yu finally stopped hiding the pain in his eyes: "I don't want to be like this." Thinking about Cen Feng's reaction and eyes just now, he remembered his mother's words back then.

All kinds of thoughts have finally been sorted out now, but Nangong Yu Hate is not relaxed, his mood is even heavier, his eyes are sad, as if he has fallen into boundless contemplation, and mutters to himself: "I see, I see, so it is ......" Cen Feng went out of the door, and first ordered the little guys to keep their mouths shut.

I thought that those little guys didn't hide it once or twice, and they agreed very happily. Seeing such a reaction, Cen Feng silently thought in his heart whether he should interrogate his teacher and nephew another day, and how many times he had concealed his illness.

The two of them discussed the marriage here, and Yue Wujian in the Shura Hall couldn't help but think of that conversation.

It turned out that Yue Wuqian had a secret meeting with Nangong Yu Hate before meeting this time, and discussed the plan to lure the snake out of the hole and go deep into the tiger's den this time.

On that day, they had just sent them out of the house, and they had just taken them into their seats. Yue Wujian opened his mouth first: "It's really not easy to see the head of the Nangong family. ”

"Heh, the owner of the Moon Village laughed." Nangong Yu hated that Yue Wuqian was dissatisfied with the fact that he wanted to meet early but did not move, and he also lost an appointment.

But there is no way to refute it, after all, because of the slightest unstable pulse, he was detained at home by his four guards, and he was carried back to the bedroom by his cousin, and he really had no face to explain, so he had to ask Cen Feng to persuade him to have this meeting.

Fortunately, Yue Wujian didn't want to bother more on this matter, and the atmosphere between the two was quite harmonious.

After the plan was negotiated, Nangong Yu Hate took the opportunity to hint at the marriage, after all, there are not many opportunities to discuss face-to-face, and this matter must not only be discussed in correspondence, Nangong Yu Hate knew that if he really did that, according to Yue Wuji's temper, he would definitely sneer and burn the letter on the spot, and he would openly and secretly suppress the Nangong family to teach himself a 'rude' guy, although the Nangong family is not afraid of the power of Mingyue Villa, but there is no need to conflict.

But if you talk face-to-face at this time, won't you be angry? Of course, no! Nangong Yu hated to see Yue Wuji's face quickly cool down as he expected, and showed a sneer, accompanied by a very clear tone: "Hmph! Nangong Yu knew that he didn't need to go back in a hurry.