Murong Hou took a sip of tea lightly and said casually.

The atmosphere between the two together was extremely awkward, not like father and son at all, but like strangers.

"After the father left, the son practiced martial arts diligently. It's just that the son is still a little dull, and his martial arts have improved a lot, so he may still not meet his father's standards! Murong Yan's thick eyelashes covered his eyes, and Ruyu's face was a little dull.

His father has always been strict with him, and he hasn't seen him for a long time, and his father only cares about his progress. Thinking of this, Murong Yan became more and more sad.

"I know you're not getting much progress, but what about your calligraphy?" Murong Hou seemed to be very dissatisfied with his answer, snorted coldly, and then asked.

"Calligraphy, my son has practiced diligently, and Wang Xizhi has also copied a lot." Murong Yan thought about it and replied as if he were on a bad page.

Why can't he call him Daddy happily like other children, why does his father always speak coldly to him, and always have an unsatisfactory attitude. Why do they get along like strangers......

"Keep it up and sit down." Murong Hou lightly buttoned the teacup, and then looked at his son seriously.

In the days he was gone, Yan'er seemed to have become different from before, and he couldn't say what was the difference.

Murong Hou felt very surprised, but it was also fleeting, and it became a cold attitude.

Murong Yan sat down, and the two were silent for a while, not knowing what to say. After a long time, Murong Yan spoke: "Father, my son has something to ask for, and I hope my father can agree." ”

"What's the matter?" Murong Hou raised his eyelids, and his gaze fell on his somewhat nervous face.

"Now that my son is nineteen years old, it is time for him to start a family, I don't know what his father plans to do?" Murong Yan suddenly stood up, with a tentative look in his eyes.

He had already figured out that if his father really disagreed, then he would beg his mother. Anyway, he will never compromise on this matter.

"You've been thoughtful, and my father has been busy fighting outside, but he has left this matter behind." There was a subtle change in Murong Hou's expression, and his tone finally calmed down a bit. His son's life's events, he forgot about them.

With that, he placed the teacup on the table. Then he continued: "Your future wife must be a lady, who can help you stabilize your position and make achievements. And to be virtuous and gentle, I don't know what you think? ”

"Father...... I'm afraid your requirements are a bit high. Murong Yan took a deep breath and quietly sweated for himself.

"It has to be like this, you say, do you have a woman you like?" Murong Houhu said suspiciously, and slapped it on the table. At this time, he had a bad premonition in his heart, his son had never taken the initiative to talk to him before. And now...... He was still cautious......

"Don't hide it from your father, my son does have a woman he likes. She is the daughter of Ye Shangshu, smart and kind, and a girl who is rare in a century. Murong Yan didn't dare to sit down, he lowered his head slightly, and he laughed unconsciously as he spoke.

"Oh, then which young lady from Shangshu Mansion did you say?" Murong Hou raised his stern eyebrows, and his tone was much calmer. If it is a girl from Shangshu Mansion, it is not bad, worthy of the prominent status of the Murong family.

"Back to his father's words, the girl that my son likes is the eldest lady of Shangshu Mansion. The son and her already made a vow, and asked the father to agree to the marriage. Murong Yan threw off his robe and knelt down, his voice a little hoarse.

The white marble floor tiles were a little cold, and his body had always been weak, and the coldness on him couldn't help but aggravate a little. This is also the reason why he doesn't practice martial arts well, so he can only work harder to develop in his studies.

He wasn't sure about his father, but he was just as terrible when he was stubborn.

Murong Hou paused, who is the eldest lady of Shangshu Mansion, and after he reacted that it was Ye Liangchen, he couldn't help sneering a little, and said sharply: "I will definitely not allow this matter, although the young lady of Shangshu Mansion is a famous family, but Miss Ye's reputation is not very good." And Ye Shangshu doesn't value her either, it's impossible to help you. So, it's impossible for me to agree to this. In the future, you will not mention it again. ”

"If the father does not agree, the son will not marry for the rest of his life." The green tendons on Murong Yan's hands couldn't help but burst out, and they clenched tightly into fists. After that, he knelt down again, and the firmness in his eyes increased.

"The sky is above, and I, Murong Yan, swear here. If you don't marry on a good day in this life and this life, if you break your oath, you will work your whole life and regret it! ”

After saying this, he prostrated again to heaven and earth.

When Murong Hou saw this, he was angry and didn't fight anywhere. He couldn't sit still, pointed at him and said angrily: "You dare to disobey your father, are you demonstrating to me?" I think you're a demonic barrier. You just kneel here slowly, even if you kneel for three thousand three nights, it is useless. ”

"The son is here on his knees until you are satisfied. In this life and in this life, the son will not follow in your footsteps, nor will the son be a perfidious man like his father. Mu Rongyan's face was also ugly and terrifying, he glanced at his father lightly, and there was some hatred in his eyes.

This was the first time he had disobeyed his father, and he didn't have the slightest apology in it.

He hated his father, and it was the man in front of him who made him lose his mother's love since he was a child. Let him do things he doesn't like since he was a child, and let him become old at a young age.

He thought that as long as he worked hard, the man in front of him would be satisfied, but he was wrong, no matter how hard he tried, the man in front of him would always dislike him.

The so-called father-son relationship has long been walking on thin ice!

"Rebel, you are just like your mother, you only value love and righteousness." Murong Hou's eyes were red with anger, and then he raised his hand and slapped him.

Murong Yan just glanced at him lightly, his eyes were cold and terrifying, with a full despair. "Father, no matter how bad my mother is, she is also your wife. Besides, she didn't make any mistakes, the only mistake she made in her life was to be too affectionate to you! And you are ruthless and unrighteous, are you really worthy of her? And I won't be like you, father, forcing away the people I like, it's too tiring to live like this, I'm fed up. ”

He put away his usual good temper and said with all his might, and he also used his life's work. Suddenly, tears flowed down his hands, rolling on his slender fingers, and finally tumbling down his sleeves, which gradually wetted his sleeves.

He, even crying?

"Looks like you're really crazy!" Murong Hou let out a long sigh, and at the same time he was full of disappointment, this is the good son he raised with all his heart?

He walked out the door with his feet raised, his eagle-like eyes unexpectedly guilty. He rubbed his eyes and returned to his usual calm appearance.