Not long after Murong Qianqian went back, Murong Xi hurriedly came over, he got Ma Jianping's letter, saying that Ma Ruyu went home crying, and she didn't say anything when asked her.

"Are you bullying other girls?" Murong Xi entered the study, but he didn't have time to sit down. Asked directly.

"Not really." Murong Qianqian thought about it very seriously, he was courteous several times along the way, and the only faux pas was that he didn't send people back in person, but he was also done by the second uncle's subordinates. There should be no mistakes.

"None? Why did the girl go back crying? Murong Xi looked at his tall nephew suspiciously.

"I just said I don't want to get married for a while." Murong Qianqian thought for a while, this is probably what can make Miss Ma family cry. It's just that the two families haven't settled down on the matter now, and he has only met Miss Ma twice before and after, and he never even remembers her name, what does she mean by crying?

Murong Xi secretly scolded a dirty word in his heart, but on the surface, he made a sincere appearance, "Da Lang, you are not too young, and others may have children at your age." You are also a military general, and you are fighting outside, if you don't leave some blood for the Murong family as soon as possible, how can I be worthy of the dead eldest brother! After speaking, Murong Xi sighed heavily.

Murong Qianqian was silent. Her lips were pursed tightly.

"Big brother and sister-in-law, in the spirit of the sky, don't want you to be lonely for the rest of your life!" Murong Xi saw that his eldest brother was mentioned, and Murong Qianqi's expression fell lonely, and he knew that he had made the right move, "Da Lang, you are promising, the second uncle knows, the second uncle has been protected by you for so long, and he also wants to do something for the eldest brother and sister-in-law." You see that the second uncle has no other skills, that is, to tell you that a family is a family, and he can leave a bloodline for the Murong family. In the future, the second uncle will leave, and when he sees the eldest brother and sister-in-law, he will not lose face. Although the young lady of the Ma family is not high, she has a gentle temperament and good conduct, so she is the choice of a good wife. ”

"Second uncle." Murong Qianqian waited for Murong Xi to finish speaking before he slowly spoke. "It's not that Miss Ma is bad, it's just that my nephew doesn't want to."

"Do you have a sweetheart?" The news from the Ma family was that the young lady saw a girl in white of unknown origin appear beside General Murong. So Murong Xi had to ask.

Sweetheart? Murong Qianqian's mind saw the shadow of the county lord of Changping, and his eyes softened a little, but this thought was quickly suppressed by himself.

"My nephew is dedicated to serving the country and has no distractions." Murong Qianqian said quickly.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, Murong Qianqian knew that he didn't know when a petite shadow had quietly settled in his heart, but even if he had her in his heart, what could he do?

Murong Jun, grandfather, father, and uncles, the images of so many people up and down alternately appeared in the bottom of his heart, so that he had to bury that petite shadow deep in the depths of his heart.

He wouldn't take a wife, and he promised her that he would do it. But he couldn't love her either.

"You...... Why are you so muna! Murong Xi saw that Murong Qianqian was completely an elm lump that could not be broken, and he stomped his foot in a hurry, and he grabbed Murong Qianqian's wrist, "You come with the second uncle!" Go and kneel before the spirit of your ancestors! See if the ancestors will forgive you! ”ad_250_left();

In front of the ancestor's spirit, he was pulled by Murong Xi, and Murong Qianqian's heart felt a little faint pain, yes, he should indeed go to the ancestor's tablet and kneel down.

Letting Murong Xi pull him, Murong Qianqian was taken by him to the small ancestral hall behind Murong Mansion, "Facing the ranking of the ancestors!" Get down on your knees! There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great! Murong Xi said. He should have been tougher, but in the face of Murong Qianqian, he really didn't dare, he already felt a little nervous when he said these words. If it were his own son. I have long chased after him with a feather duster.

Murong Qianqian glanced at Murong Xi deeply, Murong Xi was shocked, his face was a little pale, he was still afraid of Murong Qianqian in his heart.

How do you know that Murong Qianqian didn't refute what he meant, but really walked to the table full of Murong family's ancestor tablets and knelt on the futon.

The stone in Murong Xi's heart was put down, it really scared him to death, this nephew is not like a human being when he is cold!

Seeing that Murong Qianqian was so obedient, he felt that his prestige as an elder was still there, so he coughed, "You can kneel here!" Kneel down for three days and reflect on it. I'll ask Uncle Zhong to bring the food. ”

"Yes." Murong Qianqian nodded. Murong Xi flicked his sleeves and walked out of the ancestral hall, in exchange for a servant to lock the door of the ancestral hall.

Knowing that the huge iron chain locked the door of the ancestral hall, Murong Xi breathed a sigh of relief! He actually punished the famous Scarface Killing God Kneeling! Wow! Murong Xi felt that he was too powerful, and he wanted to write a poem to commemorate it immediately, but he couldn't think of anything in his mind.

No, I have to tell Ma Jianping the news. Let him envy himself a little more. What is the majesty of the elders! Look, who else in this Great Qi besides His Majesty and him dares to punish Murong Qianqian's kneeling.

How did he know that Murong Qianqian was willing to go to the ancestral hall and kneel willingly had nothing to do with him, but he felt that his heart was impetuous, and he needed to calm down.

The ancestral hall usually has no one coming, even in the daytime, there is an eerie cold, the white candles are always bright, and the tablets of the ancestors of the Murong family are neatly arranged on the incense table, with tower incense hanging on it, burning quietly, and a faint wisp of green smoke rises into the air, and then disappears.

Murong Qianqian looked at the ranking of the ancestors one by one very seriously, starting from the ancestors, the Murong family has been a military general for generations, and everyone has shed blood for the Great Qi Yun Clan.

Behind every cold wooden sign here was once a living life, flesh and blood, wives and children, there were not many people in the Murong family who died well, most of them were either killed in battle or framed by others.

is such a huge family, and when he arrives, it is already a withered person, why is this happening? Every time Murong Qianqian came here, he couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, is this royal family that the Murong family has guarded for generations really worthy of them?

Grandfather, father, and several uncles have all had great feats like him! And then what?

Murong Qianqian slowly closed his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was already red.

Yun Chu's figure and the shadows of his ancestors constantly appeared and changed in the bottom of his heart, making his heart seem to be blocked by a boulder.

Emperor Su! King Qin! Blood debt and blood repayment are not considered to be ruthless!

Since ancient times, murder pays for life, and debts are repaid! Isn't that a matter of course?

Just why there is a cloud chu! Why should a county lord of Changping come out and open the door of his closed heart! Again and again, a trace slowly invaded his domain.

He has worked very hard to shield the figure of that girl from his life, he has been fighting, but every time it is the county lord of Changping who wins, and it is he who loses his armor!

He should obviously be an invincible general on the battlefield, invincible and invincible!

His flesh and skin have been tempered, and so is his will! Draw with the demons.

But why did he gradually become less like himself because of her appearance! He felt his heart slowly softening, and if he continued like this, would he still be able to carry out what he had to do to the end? Murong Qianqian felt a burst of panic.

He used to be indifferent, but now he knows what it feels like to be afraid, he is afraid that she will laugh, afraid that she will cry, and even more afraid that she will not cry or laugh, ignore him, and ignore him!

The most hateful thing is that her smile is as bright as the sun, every time it seems to shine into the depths of his heart, he tried to dislike her, failed, he tried to alienate her, and failed, he even cut off the marriage sent to him for her!

He didn't want to touch any other woman but her.

Could it be that the Murong family really owes the Yun family? Could it be that the ultimate fate of the people of the Murong family is to protect the Yun family, even if they are framed and killed by the Yun family?

No, it shouldn't be like this!

Mixed with dissatisfaction, anger and helplessness, slowly blocked between his heart, and kept expanding, as if he was going to squeeze the blood of his whole body, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roared, like sadness, like a complaint, the voice broke through the roof of the ancestral hall and broke through the sky.

The people in the entire Murong Mansion seemed to hear that terrible roar, and they all trembled in fright.

Even Murong Xi, who was originally complacent, was scared, Murong Qianqian wouldn't be going crazy by him!

Put it out? Joke! Now that it is released, he is the first to be killed, or close it and let him calm down, after all, it is an ancestral hall, no matter how cold Murong Qianqian is, in the face of the ranking of his ancestors, he will calm down after all. Murong Xi couldn't help but comfort himself like this.

Murong Qianyu, who had roared loudly, relaxed all his body, and he sat down on the cushion abruptly, clumping his body into a ball, and hugging his arms tightly, as if in this way he could draw a trace of warmth from the coldness around him. But the more this happened, the more he felt cold, as if the blood veins in his whole body were about to freeze.

In the Cloud Palace, Wuchen's heart moved slightly, he threw away the book in his hand, walked quickly to the table, opened the drawer, took out a white jade box inside, opened it, glanced at it, and then sighed.

The demons are alive, and it may be difficult to turn back.

Little junior brother, why are you suffering?

He shook his head, then put the box away again, and sat down in his chair in a daze, staring at the smoke rising from the incense burner opposite.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, pressed his slightly swollen eyes, and laughed for a while, being a senior brother is really not a fucking bad job!

In the future, he will only be someone's junior brother!

Damn it! It's really salty and eats radish, don't worry about it!

He took out a small bronze mirror from his sleeve robe and took a look at it, and snorted, as if he was about to grow white hair!

It's not good, it's not good!