In the end, he also hated his mother a little, crawling out of her dirty belly, but she was his own mother after all, connected by blood, and constantly cut flesh and blood.

After usurping the throne, he built a tomb for him, and placed her spiritual seat in the ancestral hall of the Nangong family, which could be regarded as fulfilling her wishes.

He was born cold-blooded, so he didn't set up any charitable foundations, and other companies want this kind of charity to inspire people. And he just felt that he was wasting money.

As for the fact that he turned on the lights to save his reputation after he disappeared, it was not his will.

As for the old housekeeper, he also wants to accumulate virtue for his little master, he is the son of that woman, and the master and servant have been for many years, so he always has some affection. As for the massacre back then, he also said sorry for the bloodbath of the Nangong family's diehards, but at least the rights are still in the blood of the Nangong family, isn't it?

He knows the bitterness in the little master's heart, and those who come in the dark also have bitterness.

Looking at the man in front of him, he couldn't help but think of his master, the same dragon and phoenix among people, the same powerful aura, but the difference was a trace of purity in his eyes, he was not impregnated by darkness.

"What's the matter?" Looking at his eyes, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"I don't want to talk about hairpins, I don't want to talk about hairpins, I don't want to talk about hairpins." Chenxi's thin lips opened slightly, and she slowly spit out this sentence. Although the tone was flat, the content of the words was enough to make the old butler frightened.

His hand closed the door paused slightly, and he turned his head to look at Chenxi, but Chenxi's face was as usual, so that people didn't know what he was thinking?

"Who are you?" Just slightly shocked, his eyes were immediately full of vigilance, this is the top secret of their group, and no one will dare to leak it, he has enough confidence in his group.

Is there any unnecessary safety hazard this time? No, no, this crisis must be strangled in the cradle, and he will never let the group left by the little master be buried in his own hands.

Looking at the frightened eyes of the old butler, he smiled slightly, "The old man doesn't have to be too nervous. ”

"What?" The old man seemed to be greatly frightened, and looked at him with resentful eyes.

"Heh," Chenxi didn't seem to be in a hurry, picked up the tea set on the table and brewed it slowly, every gesture was extravagant, and his every move was natural and smooth, like a rich son.

Looking at the action of making tea in the morning light, the old housekeeper fell into a slight obsession, and then came to his senses again, "No, this is impossible. His eyes were dull and insane, and his cloudy eyes were full of vicissitudes.

Suddenly, there was another flash of light in his eyes, and then he was full of surprise, but there was still deep wariness and uncertainty in the depths of his eyes.

"You're you, is he?" He watched the morning light cautiously, lest he miss the slightest expression.

Yes, he saw the shadow of the little master in Chenxi I, which was like this when the little master made tea back then. The habits are exactly the same, and even the aura is so strikingly similar. The only difference was that there was purity in his eyes, while the little master was already soaked in darkness.

But he also had ardent hopes, and this person was the so-called little master.

The little master is indifferent, and he will not show the slightest emotion to those who have watched him grow up.

Chenxi didn't speak, shook her head, and put down the teacup in her hand.

A cold voice came out of his mouth, "This tea is a little old." “

A seemingly unrelated sentence woke him up as a dreamer.

Once, his little master also said to him, "This tea is a little old." “

It was half a year after the Longjing was picked before the rain, and he personally soaked it for him, but the little master just sniffed it, so he frowned and said this.

Yes, the current Longjing is indeed old, I don't know if it's because the staff is lazy, this pot of tea has been sitting for a year.

The little master used to have a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he couldn't drink the tea for a month or a year.

But he couldn't believe that his little master would change his face and voice to appear here, and all of this felt like a dream.

"Master," this time, he couldn't hold back any longer, tears flowed down for some time, and his eyes were red. His body trembled, and he almost fell to his knees, but the hidden guard in the shadows suddenly appeared and helped his old bones up.

He scolded, "Who let you in?" “

Although the voice was old and weak, it also carried an irresistible majesty.

The hidden guard also quickly retreated, but Chenxi looked at everything in front of him lightly, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The old man walked tremblingly, his eyes flashing with excitement, and although his pace was slow, his every move shone with a light that could not be refused.

"Master." The old man was so excited that he almost knelt down.

But Chenxi's gaze was always cold, "I'm not your master. Word by word came out of his mouth, and his voice was unusually clear, and it was particularly striking in the silence of the room.

The old butler's legs trembled slightly, and he almost fell down, and his eyes were replaced in disbelief.

Then Dawn slowly recounted what had happened to them.

It turns out that his master has traveled to another world, and why can't his master come back? Master, master, you are so nonsense.

The thousand-year-old foundation of the Nangong family, he didn't come back just because he was tired of playing in this world, and it is said that he also found a wife, what is it called Tong Mengmeng, how can an ancient woman be worthy of our little master, the little master should not be confused by the demon girl, his old man's heart is abnormally collapsed!

As for why he believes in Chenxi, it turns out that when he was talking, he also reported all the treasures of the Nangong family, and also treasured the inheritance of the ancestors of the Nangong family, this is not the historical head of the Nangong family, he will not master these things, and even he, the old slave, does not know!

Master, master, do you want to put the century-old foundation of the Nangong family in the hands of another outsider? I really don't know what you young people think, people are old, their hearts are old, and they can't keep up with the pace of the times.

If you don't want this family business, why did you have to work so hard to get it back in the first place? Although you are buddies, but outsiders are outsiders after all, and his eyes were full of unkindness when he looked at Chen Xi.