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Nangong Xu was always a little worried.

The mansion of a wealthy family is really unfathomable, how can a little girl like Bailixia stay well?

He gathered his mind and didn't think much about it.

On the question of Bei Tianyou, he explained it again......

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Since coming to the ancestral hall yesterday afternoon, Mu Xiaojiu has been kneeling and has never gotten up.

Wen Yu came several times during this period, and every time he persuaded him to get up or go to dinner, he refused.

When Wen Yu visited several times, he also sent water and food, but Mu Xiaojiu knew how that person punished him.

When he kneels in the ancestral hall, he is not allowed to eat or drink, and he will not break these rules.

In this ancestral hall, he thought a lot, both about responsibility and about his own feelings.

This kneeling is a day and a night.

When Wen Yu came to the ancestral hall again, it was already the night of the second day.

Standing at the door of the ancestral hall, looking at the back of Mu Xiaojiu, who was still kneeling there, Wen Yu felt indescribable pity and distress in her heart.

This iron-clad man, but this back looks extremely desolate and lonely.

He, how much pressure on his body, no one can understand.

Slowly approaching Mu Xiaojiu, Wen Yu stopped beside him.

It's not that he couldn't hear the footsteps behind him, but Mu Xiaojiu didn't react at all, his eyes were still closed, thinking about something.

"Ah Jiu, get up, if you continue like this, something will happen."

Seeing that Mu Xiaojiu still didn't move, Wen Yu continued to persuade him.

"You haven't eaten since yesterday, you haven't drunk water, and the iron man can't hold it anymore, so let's go eat."

There was no reaction, only coldness answered her.

Wen Yu had long been accustomed to Mu Xiaojiu's reaction.

Such a cold and resolute man is exactly the same as that man.

No matter how tender she is, she can't make such a man become passionate.

"I'll go and persuade him again." After speaking, Wen Yu turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall.

In this family, I am afraid that only he can persuade Mu Xiaojiu, and only he can make Mu Xiaojiu do something he is unwilling to do.

Since he asked Mu Xiaojiu to come to the ancestral hall, let him reflect on the ancestors and ancestors here.

Without his permission, Mu Xiaojiu would not leave the ancestral hall.

Even if he was allowed to kneel like this all the time here, Mu Xiaojiu was unwilling to disobey him.

It's not fear, but respect, he is the person Mu Xiaojiu respects the most now.

The night went on like this.

After a day and two nights, Mu Xiaojiu did not move, did not drink a sip of water, and did not eat a mouthful of food.

The face was full of tiredness, the sexy lips were slightly white, and after kneeling for so long, the body began to collapse a little.

Although he was very tired, Mu Xiaojiu still knelt straight, and his body did not shake in the slightest.

His face was tired, but he was still resolute.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the entrance of the ancestral hall behind him.

Along with the sound of footsteps, the friction of wheels sliding across the ground was also heard all the time.

Finally, Wen Yu didn't know what method he used to bring him in.

Or maybe he's going to come too.

Hearing the voice, Mu Xiaojiu's body shook slightly, and he slowly opened his closed eyes.

"Brother." A hoarse voice overflowed from Mu Xiaojiu's mouth.

I didn't look back, but it wasn't hard to guess who it was.

Prolonged exhaustion, hunger, and thirst are enough to make a person lose his voice for a short time.

This sound makes anyone who listens to it in their hearts have to pity.