Yan Zhifeng couldn't help but say anymore, his voice was slightly raised, and it was full of unwillingness.

Yan Zhong's face seemed to have frost, he looked at Yan Zhifeng coldly, and never spoke, but Yan Chengcheng saw it clearly, and Yan Zhong's eyes were full of disappointment.

Yan Zhifeng also suddenly reacted to what he had done, but when the words were spoken, he couldn't take it back, and said in a stiff voice: "Yue'er is his son's only child, no matter what it is, it will not be a bad way out by the prince's side in the future, and it will bring glory to the general's mansion." ”

"Rely on a woman to sacrifice her hue to fulfill the glory of the General's Mansion?"

Yan Zhong sat down slowly, his eyes seemed to come out of the ice: "This kind of thing can't be done by the old man, if you want this glory, then you might as well split up and set up your own door to fulfill your own glory, which is better than defiling the old man's general's mansion." ”

Yan Zhifeng was shocked in his heart, and when he saw Yan Zhong's face, he knew that Yan Zhong was not just talking, and he suddenly became a little flustered: "Father, son doesn't mean this......"

"This time, the old man can not be investigated, if Yue'er marries from the General's Mansion, it can be regarded as the backstage given by the General's Mansion."

Yan Zhong relented in the end, but his voice was still cold: "If you don't want to split up, it's best to keep your mouth shut about this matter and don't let me hear these words." ”

Yan Zhifeng looked at Yan Zhong very jealously, lowered his head, as if he had confessed, but he still refused to give in, and struggled: "Then His Royal Highness the Prince's side ......"

"Do you need Lao Tzu to wipe your butt for the shit you pulled?"

Yan Zhong looked at him coldly, Yan Tingcheng, who was eating vegetables on the side, stretched out his hand stiffened, and then silently took it back, she suddenly felt that the dishes on the table were not fragrant.

Yan Zhong himself is not a talented person, he has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, although he is heroic and upright, in fact, some small actions are still like those soldiers.

In front of Yan Chengcheng, Yan Zhong paid attention to his image very much, but today's words came up directly, and he naturally wanted to scold him directly.

Yan Zhifeng was afraid that Yan Zhong would really split up directly now, so he left in a sneer.

Yan Zhong's face was not good, and after thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Yan Qingcheng: "Do you think grandpa is the kind of person who is eccentric?" ”

"The second uncle is grandpa's child, and so is my father."

Yan Tingcheng said this very calmly, and Yan Zhong's eyes were a little confused: "It is said that the old man is eccentric...... But this kid is cold to my heart......"

Yan Tingcheng glanced at Yan Zhong, it seemed that Yan Zhong knew that Yan Qingyang's death was related to Yan Zhifeng.

"Don't talk about it, eat and eat."

Yan Zhong waved his hand, squeezing out some smiles on his face, but the gloom in his eyes still couldn't escape Yan Qingcheng's eyes.

Yan Qingcheng ate some food without knowing it, and then left Yannian Hall.

Back in the hairpin garden, Yan Chengcheng practiced the boxing technique again, and then returned to the room to wash up before the end of the day.

The curtains on the top of the bed were layered on top of each other, Yan Qingcheng was a little in a trance, remembering the feeling of the person kissing his lips, he only felt a throbbing in his heart, but then he remembered what Qin Moxiao said, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

Fortunately, she doesn't like him so much, and it's not particularly uncomfortable, and there are a lot of things to do now, and she won't give him all her focus.

It's just a membrane, even if it's given to him...... He's so good-looking, she's not a loss, is she?

Thinking of this, Yan Tingcheng closed his eyes very comfortably, man?

Oh, stinky man.

On the second day, as usual, Yan Tingcheng finished dealing with things, and was about to put some self-defense medicine on his body after practicing the medicine stove he hadn't taken out for a long time, but it was suddenly lively outside.

It's different from yesterday, yesterday's events were made by Yan Qiuyue, and today's movement is very big, and it seems to have come from the front hall.

"Something happened up front."

After all, it is the person who is now in charge of the family, Yan Tingcheng asked casually, and Yu'er beside him also shook her head a little incomprehensibly: "The slave and maid don't know, the slave and maid go and inquire." ”

Yu'er hadn't taken two steps yet, and someone hurriedly came over to the hairpin Fangyuan, it was a small slave who was doing a sprinkle sweep in Yannian Hall, Yan Qingcheng frowned slightly, could it be that there was something in front of him?

When the little slave ran closer, Yan Qingcheng was relieved, and the little slave's face was smiling, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

"What are you doing in a hurry?"

Yu'er taught him a lesson, and the little slave smiled: "Sister, it's a good thing." ”

"A good thing?"

Yu'er looked at him with some surprise, and he smiled: "It's someone here, from King Qin's mansion." ”

When Yan Qingcheng heard the three words of Qin Wangfu, he almost stumbled, this Qin Moxiao, what did he want to do!

"His Royal Highness the King of Qin?"

Yan Qingcheng's face had sunk slightly, I just told him yesterday, what does this mean today?

Could it be a loss of virginity......

She is not a person who values her face very much, but she can see how much Yan Zhong cares about the General's Mansion, and the General's Mansion carries his hopes, how can she let this face be blackened.

"Let's go, someone from King Qin's Mansion is coming, we still have to go over to greet us."

Yan Tingcheng changed his mind, and the medicine bottles that had already been taken were also put on the table casually: "His Royal Highness King Qin asked people to come over, but what is it to do." ”

The little slave said as he led the way: "I didn't say it, but I brought something and covered it with red satin, and I don't know what it was for." ”

The corners of Yan Qingcheng's mouth twitched fiercely, and Zhao Qiu on the side asked at the right time: "Isn't this red silk for proposing, what does His Royal Highness King Qin mean by this?" ”

"Who knows?"

The little slave didn't quite understand: "But His Royal Highness King Qin has always done things by mood, and maybe it is the red silk that is covered casually, and our young lady in the house is sitting upright, not afraid of gossip outside." ”

This sentence was said well, and Yu'er was suddenly coaxed into smiling, and she became closer to the little slave.

Yan Qingcheng didn't have time to take care of these, he was just thinking about what Qin Moxiao meant by letting people come here now, didn't he annoy him yesterday and want to threaten one or two today, right?

However, Qin Moxiao disdains to do this kind of thing, and it is precisely because of this that Yan Qingcheng is always a little unpredictable what that person thinks.

"Sister?"

Walking to the fork in the road, a clear voice called Yan Tingcheng, Yan Tingcheng stopped, and the first thing he saw was Chunlan standing behind Yan Qiuyue, which was very different from yesterday.