The Divine Soul Festival is the coldest few days of winter, the imperial capital is in the north of the war dynasty, and it is even more cold and biting, Xiao Lang's strength has reached the middle level of the generals, this cold is nothing on weekdays, but tonight it seems to feel particularly cold!

The heart is cold, and the heart is like ashes!

Dongfang Hongdou and Xiao Qingyi's relief could only give his cold body some tenderness, but this warmth couldn't stop him from sending a chill to the depths of his soul.

He and Knife had dinner and silently returned to their room, neither of them said a word, and slept with their clothes together. Although they both have their eyes closed, they both know that they will lose sleep tonight...

Waste Spirits!

This made Xiao Lang feel more painful than not being able to wake up.

Young Hou, the first son of the imperial capital, the first son of the Xiao family, the future quasi-patriarch, and a peerless genius.

The dazzling auras have turned into a great mockery at this moment.

From a high-flying genius boy to a waste, no one can feel the pain and loneliness in Xiao Lang's heart at this moment. It's like a high-ranking emperor, who ruined his country and family in one day, and became a prisoner of the steps, and a prisoner who can never turn over.

Coming to this strange world, he has never had any aspirations and ambitions. It's just that under Xiao Qingyi's ears and eyes, he is determined to become a strong man, who can control his own life, and can make the woman whose legs are paralyzed and who has suffered for him all his life show the most beautiful smile.

Xiao Qingyi did greet his return with a smile today, but he knew very well how painful and lonely Xiao Qingyi's heart should be, I am afraid that she will be sleepless tonight...

He felt like a sinner who made his beloved aunt so sad. It's just that he can't cry, and he can't roar to vent his inner dissatisfaction, so he can only bear it silently, silently closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.

Xiaodao didn't snore as before, but his body didn't move, Xiao Lang knew that he must be pretending to be asleep, and wanted to comfort Xiaodao, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Sleepless night!

The sky was already dark, Xiao Lang and Xiaodao didn't get up to practice as usual, they both lay upright on the bed, and they didn't even seem interested in cultivating.

Time passed little by little, and both of them opened their eyes, but they were both confused, did not speak, did not move, and just lay quietly.

Shout!

When it was time to finish cultivating Xuan Qi, the two of them got up at the same time, glanced at each other, got up silently and went to the bathroom next to them to wash up, and then forced a smile, and walked towards the hall with a calm face.

"Auntie!"

As usual, Xiao Lang and Xiaodao shouted at Xiao Qingyi with a smile. Xiao Qingyi's face didn't show anything unusual, he just nodded, and the three of them began to eat breakfast quietly, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Qingyi kept a faint smile on his face, quietly watching the two children eating pastries. Xiao Lang and Xiaodao seem to have a "good" appetite and eat a lot. After eating, both of them were a little stunned, usually after the two of them finished eating, they would immediately leave to go to the backyard to practice, but what should the two of them do today?

Or go to the backyard to practice?

"Cultivation?hehe!"

The corners of Xiao Lang's mouth showed a touch of self-deprecation, he was a wasted person, what were he still cultivating?

It's just that... What can you do without cultivating yourself?

Rustle.

At this time, a slight footstep sounded, and Zen Lao walked in with a gloomy face, and after saluting Xiao Qingyi, he said, "Young Master Lang, the head of the family is invited!"

Xiao Qinglong?

Xiao Lang's eyes shrank, what good thing could Xiao Qinglong do if he asked himself to go at this time?

Xiao Qingyi waved his hand lightly and said: "Lang'er, go, don't rush to agree if you have any questions, come back and talk to me before making a decision, Xiaodao has a day off today, don't practice, I'll talk to you again in the evening!"

Xiao Lang followed Zen Lao towards the East Courtyard, and finally entered the family's Elders' Pavilion.

There were many elders sitting in the Elders' Pavilion at the moment, Xiao Lang only knew a few, and after he saluted lightly, he turned his eyes to Xiao Qinglong, who was sitting at the top of the table.

Xiao Qinglong smiled and said amiably: "Xiao Lang, the five scholars have issued an invitation letter again, inviting you to enter the Shige. The family elders have discussed it for a while, and have agreed to let you go to the Bachelor's Pavilion, hoping that you will work hard to study and become a literary master like Master Song of the Yu Dynasty!"

"Bachelor's Court?"

Xiao Lang's face changed, where did he know what knowledge, those five poems were all copied, and he would definitely be exposed when he went to the Bachelor's Pavilion. Besides, he had no interest in this kind of crepe stuff, and it was more difficult for him to stay with a group of old antiques and study all day than to kill him.

And most importantly... The family has agreed?

Was this asking for his opinion, or was it directly ordering?

He was suddenly very unhappy in his heart, and without hesitation, he directly refused: "I'm sorry, family master, I have sworn not to write poetry again, so I will never go to the Bachelor's Pavilion!"

As soon as Xiao Lang's words fell, the faces of countless elders suddenly became gloomy, and a trace of anger flashed in Xiao Qinglong's eyes, he took a sip of tea, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said as calmly as possible: "This is the result of the joint discussion of the family elder group, and it is also the highest order of the family!"

Xiao Lang was also angry, and as soon as the bull's temper came up, he said directly: "I'm going to go to you, I'm not going anyway!"

"Humph!"

An elder quit and snorted coldly, "Xiao Lang, you dare to disobey the orders of the Elder Hall?"

Xiao Lang turned his head and saw that he had some impressions of this elder, and it was also Xiao Bufu's son named Xiao Qingbao, who was a powerful elder in the family.

Xiao Lang strongly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said calmly: "Everyone has their own choice, right? I am the master of my life, thank you for the kindness of my family." I don't like it, it's useless for you to force me, and besides, you can tie me up and take me to the Academy?"

"Presumptuous!"

Xiao Qingbao slapped the table next to him heavily, and scolded angrily: "What kind of attitude do you have? Have you forgotten the rules of the Xiao family? Every child of the Xiao family must work hard to revitalize the glory of the family, you eat the Xiao family, use the Xiao family, and consume so many resources of the Xiao family, how can you not think about the Xiao family? Choose? What choice do you have? You have awakened a waste spirit, do you still want to continue to cultivate martial arts? If you don't cultivate martial arts, what can you do? The Xiao family doesn't raise waste!"

"You..."

Xiao Lang's face turned completely cold, and he wanted to refute it, but he found that his mouth was full of bitterness and he didn't know what to say.

"Xiao Lang, the family is thinking about you, even if the patriarch comes back, he will definitely agree. You can't practice martial arts now, and in the future, at most you will be a deacon in the family, or you will be sent out to be the commander of a small city. What can you do in this life? Let's listen to a few uncles and uncles!"

"Yes, Xiao Lang, work hard to study, this is not a way to get ahead, although civil officials are despised by various families, but no matter how you say it, they are all high-level of the dynasty, and you can also make some contributions to the Xiao family!"

“......”

Several elders spoke one after another, and persuaded them bitterly, but there was a hint of mockery and disdain in the depths of their eyes that could not be hidden.

You are a waste now, do you still think that you are still the first son of the imperial capital, the peerless genius of the Xiao family?

Countless elders expressed such a strong idea, which pierced Xiao Lang's heart deeply, making him feel breathless.

He looked at the faces with cold eyes, and laughed self-deprecatingly, when Xiao Bu was dying, he showed his anti-heaven qualifications, and when he hadn't awakened his soul, how could these people dare to show such a face?

This world is really cruel, and people without strength can only be humiliated by mermaids.

Xiao Qinglong waved his hand, looked at Xiao Lang, who was stunned and couldn't refute a word, and said in a deep voice: "It's so decided, take a day off today, and I'll have someone pick you up to report to the Bachelor's Pavilion tomorrow!"