Murong Feixue muttered to herself, "What can I do? Who called me the one who was tempted first?" ”

"You either dispel your thoughts as soon as possible and stop interacting with Fusu, or you can work harder to make Fusu like you. My daughter of Murong Cheng must not be discouraged by a man and die. "Murong Cheng, as a person who came over, gave her appropriate advice.

I have to say that the words related to Fusu are very effective, and Murong Feixue listened to them word for word. She didn't have the courage to leave Fusu, so she would find a way to make Fusu change her mind. "Daddy, you wait, I will definitely let Brother Fusu be your son-in-law. ”

Murong Cheng laughed.

Although he didn't know whether it was good or bad to use Fusu to stimulate Murong Feixue, he would try to make her understand the truth that only by changing herself could she find a good match. "There's something you can do for me. ”

"Daddy, you say. Murong Feixue was immersed in her own thoughts, ignoring the smile that flashed on Murong Cheng's face.

Murong Cheng took out a night pearl with a bright color from the box and handed it to her, "Rong Sheng is infected with the wind and cold, you should take off the beads and go to Rongfu to send some tonic ginseng on my behalf." ”

"I'm not going, Daddy, you know that I hate Rong Sheng, and you still asked me to visit her in Rong Mansion, aren't you torturing me?" Murong Concubine Xue didn't answer, her expression was full of resistance.

"Oh?" Murong Cheng pretended to be surprised, "You called Rong Sheng tortured when he saw him?" At first, Rong Sheng came to congratulate her with the intention of Elder Qingdao, no one in the mansion was waiting to see her, she dared to come alone, but now, Rong Mansion is your uncle's house, you don't dare to go?" ”

Murong Feixue knew that this was a radical method, but she had to fight for it, "I'll go, I'll do it." He stepped over the painting with a sullen foot and strode away.

Murong Cheng stared at her out of the main hall, couldn't hold back his cough, choked, he covered his lips and splashed a hand of blood.

"Daddy, are you alright? Murong Xian entered from the back hall, poured a cup of warm water, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood stains on the corner of Murong Cheng's mouth, "Drink some water first." ”

Murong Cheng saw that Murong Xian suddenly appeared, and his expression was too calm, he couldn't help but wonder, "You ......"

Murong Xian told the truth, "Daddy, that day in the study, I heard what you and Fusu said clearly. ”

"That lady, they ......" Murong Cheng's heart tightened.

Murong Xian patted him on the back and smoothed him out, "Daddy, don't worry, my mother and brother don't know." ”

"That's good. Murong Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked her, "Have you been in the back hall?"

"Hmm. Murong Xian stood beside Murong Cheng in a regular manner, caught a glimpse of a few strands of white hair coming out of his temples, his throat gradually choked, he sniffed, and his little hand gently beat his shoulder.

Murong Cheng drank the water in the cup, leaned half-lean, closed his eyes and enjoyed, "Did you hear what I said and Concubine Xue?"

Murong Xian slapped his hands on his back, his mood was complicated, and then he snorted, "Yes." ”

Suddenly, Murong Cheng asked, "Do you think I should do this?"

"Daddy, I don't dare to make assertions. Murong Xian took a step back in panic and shallow himself.

Murong Cheng's eyes narrowed halfway, hooked his hand at her, and motioned to continue pounding. "Say, How have I blamed you? ”

She stepped forward and attached to Murong Cheng's ear: "Daddy, as a man and as an elder, naturally I don't understand the careful thinking of our juniors, and it is right to teach the second sister to be principled and confident, but she should not be allowed to chase after Su." As the saying goes, a woman chases a man, and the second sister can't do such a simple thing, and it's no fun. Like stalking and self-surrendering identity, there is no good result. ”

"According to your analysis, I'm ......" Murong Cheng regretted it, and his thick hand snapped on his head, "I'm a big man who is used to being rough, and I'm not as thoughtful as you think." ”

"Daddy, if you're really worried about the second sister, just tell her about your illness, at least ......" Murong Xian felt that no matter how bad Murong Feixue was, it would depend on her father's illness and be obedient. When good words and persuasion do not contradict each other, the plan to exchange bitter meat is more effective. However, before he could finish speaking, he was rejected.

Murong Cheng took Murong Xian's hand and motioned for her to sit on the chair next to her, "I don't say it, I have my own concerns." Fei Xue is different from you, you have been smart and clever since you were a child, and you don't need me to bother. Fei Xue is impatient, and she never cares about the consequences. In case she learns that I am seriously ill and can't bear it, it will turn Murong Mansion upside down. ”

"I see. Murong Xian's eyes were dim, and a trace of sourness flowed in the bottom of his heart.

The second sister Murong Feixue is so stupid that she is home, and the person her father cares about has never been Rong Sheng. What he loves and cares about is always her Murong Concubine Xue. The love is deep, the responsibility is earnest, and the one who scolds the most is often what he cares about the most. In vain, he worked hard, and Murong Feixue couldn't notice it at all.

At this moment, he searched for the order of the head of the family and put it in the palm of Murong Xian's hand.

"Daddy, who are you?" she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but Murong Cheng held the back of her hand tightly, and she had nowhere to hide.

The order of the head of the family symbolizes power and status, and it is extremely heavy, and it is very awkward to touch the piece of jade.

Murong Cheng looked at her, "This is not my impulse on a whim, but my decision after careful consideration. Murong Jin is kind and simple-minded, lacking decisive choices. Murong Feixue is innocent, lively and active, but she is not smart and rational enough. Only you have a calm personality, know how to make trade-offs, and take on the heavy responsibility of Murong Mansion, if I unfortunately pass away one day......"

Listening to the words of entrustment, listening to the aftermath of a dying person, Murong Xian was faintly uneasy, "Daddy, I'm afraid." ”

Murong Cheng's attitude was firm, and he insisted on finishing, "I hope you can inherit Murong Mansion and become the next head of the family." ”

Murong Xian's body was shaky, and a few drops of sweat flowed down along the moon eyebrows.

The Nanning family has been succeeded by the eldest son as the head of the family in successive dynasties. Rong Qingyi's two brothers died, Rong Qingyi went out on behalf of his father, and the official was qualified to take over as the head of the Rong family.

And Murong Jin is living well, she has never made military exploits, and she is a boudoir lady, so her father entrusted Murong Mansion to her, it was too hasty.

"I really can't, Daddy, you pass it on to Big Brother. Murong Xianyang begged, how could she be worthy of her father's trust to control the fate of everyone in the mansion?

"I believe in you, Rong Qingyi can, you can too. Murong Cheng slowly let go of her, she couldn't do it, and Murong Jin and Murong Feixue couldn't count on it.

"But......" Murong Xian looked embarrassed.

Murong Cheng didn't give her a chance to shirk, "Don't do it." From tomorrow onwards, you will learn from me to be in charge. Also, today's head of the family ordered one not to spread the word in advance......"