In the hall of Sword Casting Villa, Xie Qing'er sat on the main seat, while Su Wan and Chu Mohan sat under her left hand.

In the hall stood Jiang Yilou, who was tied up, and his expression was still very calm at this moment.

Xie Qing'er looked at the person next to her pillow for so many years, and her heart felt like she had knocked over the spice bottle.

Feeling that Xie Qing'er was looking at herself, Jiang Yilou met Xie Qing'er's gaze.

Jiang Yilou saw resentment in her gaze.

The corners of Jiang Yilou's mouth hooked up a mocking smile.

Xie Qing'er frowned; "Since when did you become what you are now, I remember when you first worshipped my father as a teacher, you were not like this, you were very diligent at that time, you were very kind to me and my senior brother, and treated us as your family."

Xie Qing'er felt that Jiang Yilou was not so bad at the beginning, when did he start to become what he is now.

Jiang Yilou looked at Xie Qing'er steadily, his expression was a little dazed, and he slowly spoke; "Qing'er, your current appearance has not changed from the first time I met you, the reason why I came to Sword Casting Villa and worshipped your father as a teacher is because the first time I saw you, your appearance was deeply imprinted in my mind, maybe you don't remember it anymore, but, after so many years, I still remember the scene when I first met you."

The first time Jiang Yilou saw Xie Qing'er, it was a morning after the snow.

His father died when he was four years old, his mother raised him with hard work, his mother's health was not good, that morning, he took the money bag and went to get medicine for his mother, there was not much money in the money bag, and the money in it was only enough, and his mother took the medicine this time.

In the early morning after the snow, there were no people on the streets, and the wind blew on the face, like a blade, and it hurt very much.

The road was difficult to walk after the snow, he accidentally fell, and the money bag fell out, and just as he got up to pick up the money bag that had fallen on the ground, a person came from the side, bent down and picked up the money bag that he had fallen on the ground.

The man picked up the money bag and ran.

When he came to his senses, he chased and shouted; "Catch the thief, catch the thief ......"

There weren't many people on the street, most of them were just watching from the sidelines, and none of them were willing to help.

Seeing that the man was about to run away, at this time, a young man in Tsing Yi suddenly ran out from behind him, the young man was agile, and soon caught up, and the person who took his money bag took his money bag back.

The young man in Tsing Yi returned the money bag to him.

The boy smiled brightly, and when he laughed, his white teeth were exposed.

"Be careful next time."

He took the money bag, and at this time he only heard a crisp female voice.

"Senior brother, what are you doing so fast all of a sudden, so many things, I can't take them alone."

He turned his head to look at the owner of the voice, and saw a woman of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a white cloak that blended with the white snow.

The young man in Tsing Yi walked up to the girl in white and took what she was leading in her hand.

"When I hear someone shouting for a thief, my body instinctively ......"

The girl crossed her hands on her waist and said delicately; "Did you catch the thief?"

The young man in Tsing Yi scratched his head; "He dropped his money bag and ran."

The girl pouted; "Senior brother, next time remember to catch the thief and send it to the government."

The girl looked sideways at him who was stunned, and the girl smiled brightly; "Childe, you're not hurt, are you?"

At that moment, he was deeply attracted by the woman's bright smile.

He came back to his senses; "I'm not hurt."

He looked at the young man in Tsing Yi; "Thank you for your help."

The young man in Tsing Yi waved his hand; "Seeing that the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, you don't need to be so polite."

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at the girl; "Let's go back quickly, or the master will be verbose again."

The girl nodded and smiled at him.

He watched as the two figures, one green and one white, slowly disappeared.

Seeing that the direction in which the two of them left was towards Sword Casting Villa, he guessed that the two of them should be people from Sword Casting Villa.

My mother didn't survive the winter and died just as spring was about to come.

After his mother's death, he didn't know what to do for a while, and at this time he remembered that day, the girl dressed in white and smiling brightly.

Sword Forge Villa recruits disciples every year, so he decided to go to Sword Forge Villa.

He knew that the woman he saw that day was the daughter of the owner of the Sword Casting Villa, and if he wanted to see her from time to time, he could only worship the owner of the Sword Casting Mountain Villa as his master.

He begged the owner of the Sword Villa to accept him as an apprentice, and he begged for a long time before he agreed to accept him as an apprentice.

He was diligent and hard-working, and the owner of the Sword Forge Villa valued him very highly as an apprentice, and soon he became friends with the young man and the girl of that day.

Xie Qing'er naturally didn't remember the scene of their first meeting, she thought that the first time they met was when her father introduced him to the disciples after her father accepted him as an apprentice, it was the first time they met.

Xie Qing'er's eyes narrowed slightly; "My father has no grievances with you, why do you want to harm him?"

Xie Qing'er couldn't figure out why Jiang Yilou wanted to kill his father, was it just for the position of the owner of the village.

"Did you kill my father just to become the owner of Sword Mountain Villa?"

Jiang Yilou's eyes crossed with a touch of resentment; "At first, I was not interested in the position of the owner of the village at all, I came to the Sword Casting Villa completely for you, Qing'er, Master, he knew that I liked you, but he insisted on letting me marry a woman who I didn't like at all."

At that time, the seeds of hatred were planted in his heart.

"Then you're going to kill my father." Xie Qing'er gritted her teeth and said.

"This matter is not so much that I will kill the master, in the master's heart, the senior brother is the best candidate for his son-in-law, this has been known since I came to the Sword Casting Villa, although I like you very much, but I am also very grateful to the senior brother, that day from the thief, give me back my money bag, and I promised to marry that woman."

"However, every time I see you and Senior Brother, talking and laughing, a fire of jealousy ignites in my heart."

"What led me to kill Master was that after my wife died, when I bought some snacks and went to Master's room, I heard the conversation between Master and Senior Brother."

Although he and his wife do not have much affection, she gave birth to two children for herself, and usually takes good care of herself, she died because of difficult childbirth, and he also owes his wife.

On this day, he bought some of Master's favorite snacks and wanted to see Master.

Who knows, he walked to the door of Master's room, and was about to knock on the door, when a conversation between Master and Senior Brother came out of the room.

"Master, what did you say, you said you were going to hand over the Sword Casting Villa to me?" The room sounded with the voice of the elder brother, some incredulity.

"You are very talented, and you can rest assured that the Sword Casting Villa will be handed over to you."

"But......" Ou Yezi paused; Master, among your many disciples, apart from me, Senior Brother Jiang is also one of the candidates for the owner of the village. ”

Xie Zhuang's eyes narrowed slightly; "Jiang Yilou is indeed diligent, although he started late, relying on diligence, he can now create a high-grade sword, but ...... He lacks talent. ”

"Master, you also know my character, I'm used to being free, I'm not the material to be the owner of the village at all, although Senior Brother Jiang is not talented, but he is very diligent, and he will definitely be able to take charge of the Sword Casting Villa."

Master Xie Zhuang looked at Ou Yezi and said slowly; "There's no way I'm going to hand over the villa to an outsider."

Jiang Yilou, who was outside the door, heard the words of the owner of the village, and the hand leading the pastry slowly tightened.

The corners of Jiang Yilou's mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile, he didn't have any interest in the position of the owner, but, hearing the master say this, since he came to the Sword Casting Villa, the master has been very good to him, for him who has not had a father since he was a child, he has regarded the master as his father.

When he heard Master say that he was an outsider, his heart twitched hard.

In the room, Ou Yezi Road; "Master, I am not your own child, if you say so, I am also an outsider."

Hearing Ou Yezi help him speak, Jiang Yilou, who was standing outside the room, tightened his fist and loosened slightly.

"You are different from him, you have been with me since you were a child, and I have long regarded you as my son. As a teacher, I know that you like Qing'er, and Qing'er likes you too, and the two of you grew up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts. ”

"I don't have to worry if Qing'er hands it over to you, after you marry Qing'er, you will be my son-in-law, and then we will be a real family."

Hearing the words of the owner of the village, Ou Yezi was overjoyed; "Master, you agreed to marry Qing'er."

Master Xie said with a smile; "I'll hand over my daughter to you, I don't worry, on the day you and Qing'er get married, I will tell everyone that I will hand over the Sword Casting Villa to you to manage."

Although Ou Yezi was very happy in his heart, the master agreed to let Qing'er marry him, but ...... He didn't want to take over the position of owner of Sword Forge Villa.

In Ou Yezi's heart, Jiang Yilou is more suitable than him for the position of the owner of Sword Casting Villa, and he is used to being free.

Ou Yezi opened his mouth, but before the words could be spoken, Master Xie interrupted him with a frown; "I know what you want to say, I know you think that Yilou is more suitable than you to take over the position of the owner of Sword Casting Villa, Sword Casting Villa has helped me for half my life, I naturally want to give it to my daughter's future husband."

Jiang Yilou walked up to Ou Yezi and patted him on the shoulder; "I'm waiting for you and Qing'er now, giving me a big grandson who is white and fat."

Ou Yezi saw that Master Xie Zhuang was not talking, he knew that Master Xie Zhuang was already iron-hearted.

Jiang Yilou, who was outside the door, heard the conversation between the master and the senior brother, and his heart was a little bored.

Master obviously knows that he also likes Qing'er, but he makes him lack other women, who are also disciples of the master, why, the master treats him completely differently from the senior brother.

Ou Yezi came out of Master Xie's room, and he saw a familiar figure disappear around the corner.

Ou Yezi's eyes narrowed slightly, could it be him just now? Could it be that he could hear the conversation he had just had with the Master?

Jiang Yilou's eyes were mixed with hatred, and he raised his eyes to look at Xie Qing'er.

"Master, he knew that I liked you, but he asked me to marry a woman I didn't like at all."