Ximen Yuan looked at Ximen Yue with some puzzlement, not knowing what he meant.

"I have proposed to the Xiao family on your behalf, the Xiao family is the largest family in the East except for the Ximen family, and their business is all over the southeast and southeast, which is very helpful for our expansion in the future, and the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, Xiao Mushuang, is very good-looking, and many people can't ask for it. ”

Ximen Yuan's face turned blue at this time, he made a decision at will without asking him about such a thing? Could it be that for the sake of the family, he even had to sacrifice his own marriage? So what is the point of him being such a patriarch?

"Why didn't my uncle ask my opinion and make a decision on his own?"

"Because I'm the patriarch. Simon replied lightly: "When you are the patriarch one day, everything you say, any member of the Simon family must obey, this is power." ”

"Power?" repeated Ximenyuan.

And the imprisoned Dongfang Yingyue, with Xiaoyin's company, is not so lonely after all, but here Xiaoyin often goes for three or four days, and I don't know what it does except steal pills.

But Ximenyuan came to see her every day, often sitting there, even if he didn't talk or do anything, he quietly accompanied her.

Dongfang Yingyue didn't know how he could have so much time to stay with him like this, sometimes he felt very pitiful, and sometimes he felt that Ximen Yuan was very pitiful.

In fact, she is still very grateful to Ximen Yuan in her heart, someone dies at her hands every day, although she is not willing, but the result is indeed dead in her hands, surrounded by this terrible thought every day, but now there is no mental breakdown, but because of his daily companionship.

Even though I can't speak every time, it's like this, and I can settle my heart, maybe it's a magical power, right?

Staring at the word "positive" on the wooden table, Dongfang Yingyue was a little stunned, and more than 30 orthographic characters were densely engraved on the table legs, which meant that she had been locked up here for more than five months.

"Has it been so long?" she didn't expect to be a little numb.

In the past few months, she didn't know how many dead souls she had, but she found that she didn't have the initial fear in her heart at this time, so Dongfang Yingyue was even more afraid, she didn't want to let the habit become natural, but she was powerless to resist.

Seeing those innocent lives passing in front of his eyes, shaking his head, Dongfang Yingyue didn't dare to let himself think about it.

She searched every corner of this cell, but it was really not a drop of water, and she couldn't find a place to break through.

But the strange thing is that Xiaoyin can go out, and after thinking about it for a long time, he can't figure out what the reason is.

"Ximen Yuan. ”

Hearing Dongfang Yingyue call him, Ximen Yuan's eyes lit up, he had been here for so long, and it was the first time she had taken the initiative to call him.

"When will you let me go?"

Ximen Yuan's eyes that had just lit up instantly dimmed, but he still replied to her words: "If I can become the patriarch, I can let you go." "His voice was low and soft.

Dongfang Yingyue had a sense of surprise in her eyes when she heard this, but then Ximen Yuan's words seemed to pour a basin of cold water on her head.

"But only if you marry someone I don't love. Ximen Yuan looked at Dongfang Yingyue's eyes and said word by word.

Dongfang Yingyue is a little puzzled, what is the inevitable connection between being a patriarch and marrying someone as a wife?

"Marriage. Today's Ximen Yuan doesn't seem to want to speak, every word and sentence is very concise, and when he speaks, he is staring at Dongfang Yingyue's eyes tightly.

Instantly understood what he meant, she didn't know how to answer his words, just avoided his gaze.

Ximen Yuan chuckled, said no more, and left quietly.

Dongfang Yingyue was a little stunned in her heart, there were too many people and things between the two of them, otherwise those good feelings in her heart should be able to express them freely, but now, she can only suppress it in her heart.

I couldn't help but sigh and sat down on the chair again.

As the days continued, Dongfang Yingyue's cultivation was slowly improving, perhaps sensing this, Ximen took closer care of her.

After all, it is a real person of Yuanying, and there is no reason for the transformation of Dongfang Yingyue's cultivation, Ximen Yue is more shrewd, and he knows very well what she has in mind, but Ximen Yue does not care, until one day, he found that the spiritual power in her body has a vague meaning of Ning Dan, and Ximen Yue paid attention to it.

Although even if she got married, it was still impossible to escape from here, but this was related to the future of the Ximen family, even Ximen Yue did not dare to be careless, so he ordered someone to take the magic weapon "Lock Spirit".

The lock spirit is a magic weapon that Ximen Yue has collected for a long time, this magic weapon is a slender ring, like jade and gold, I can't see what material it is, Ximen Yue pulled it through the east reflecting the moon, and passed the ring through her shoulder bone.

The sharp pain passed through her shoulder, and she let out a muffled grunt, and then fell limply to the ground, and in an instant, the ring had sucked all her spiritual power through.

"Many things in Simon's house are related to the absorption of this spiritual power. Dongfang Yingyue endured the pain and thought silently in her heart.

I couldn't bear to see her in such pain, Ximen Yuan didn't overdo it at this time, he didn't know what he could do to help her, he just kept thinking about what his uncle said to him.

"When you are the head of a clan, all the clansmen must listen to your orders, and at that time, you can let go of whoever you want. The words kept ringing in his head, making him a little dazed.

When he looked at the moon in the east again, Ximen Yuan's eyes seemed to have something more, and he was very firm.

In the past three years, he has been watching Dongfang Yingyue struggle and suffer, but he has no choice at all, he doesn't want to go on like this.

What he didn't notice was that his uncle, that is, Ximen Yue, was looking at him coldly, with an indescribable look on his face.

This nephew of his own, he knows no better, although he is strong, but he is kind by nature, and he can't see others suffer, let alone the people he likes suffer, it shouldn't be long before he compromises himself.

When Ximen thought of this, a smile couldn't help but appear on his face, why didn't he think of such a method before, he really wasted these three years in vain, if he had done this earlier, maybe he would have unloaded the burden on his body and went to retreat and cultivate.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the three years he had delayed.

But it's nothing, even if the lack of longevity has been sustained to the point that he has soared, the many pills he has collected over the years can also come in handy.