Chapter 817: You Can Blame Us
Speaking of Mu Qinqing, Song Luo's face turned a little colder.
It seems that he has to find time to talk to Elder Bei.
Seeing his mother's cold face, Huaizhu sighed softly.
Mu Qinqing: Why bother?
It's not that the mother doesn't love Yiyue, but the way she expresses her love is a little restrained.
Judging from his mother's short-term temper, Mu Qinqing's fate is ...... It wouldn't be too good.
"As my sister-in-law said, she is a personal disciple of Elder Bei, and her talent and cultivation are also acceptable, it can be said that her future is limitless, why should she do this." Song Yizhi's gentle voice sounded.
Huaizhu looked at Song Yizhi, "I'm also curious about this question. ”
This is not only the two of them curious, but Shen Bu and Song Luo are also curious.
What caused Mu Qinqing to do this?
"To be honest, judging from Song Luo's notoriety, Mu Qinqing is also a ruthless person if she dares to do this." Shen Bu spoke unhurriedly.
Over the years, Song Luo can also be regarded as 'famous', and the good things she has done are too many to count, if she hadn't done a few great things to make her name right, I'm afraid that her name would have been on the sinner pillar long ago.
Song Luo glanced at her brother coldly.
Shen Bu met Song Luo's gaze and said bluntly, "Did I say something wrong?" ”
Song Luo snorted coldly.
Feng Canglin glanced down at his daughter-in-law and echoed, "Indeed." ”
Song Luo will converge a little bit when she is in the lower realm, and since she has reached the upper realm, it can only be said that it has intensified, not to say that it has converged.
Song Luo turned her head and looked at Feng Canglin with cold eyes.
Sure enough, it's been a long time since I've slept in the study!
"Mu Qinqing, how to say it, it's really strange." Song Yizhi hurriedly diverted the topic to avoid his mother and father from fighting each other again.
Seeing that the topic was pulled back by Song Yizhi, Song Luo looked at her daughter and didn't bother to answer Feng Canglin behind her.
"Indeed." Shen Bu opened his mouth, and he speculated as he spoke, "Isn't it because Elder Bei is biased that Northern Immortal Yue is indifferent to Mu Qinqing?" But Elder North isn't that kind of person. ”
Huaizhu nodded in agreement with Shen Bu's words, and then spoke, "I have seen Elder North many times, and Elder Bei's temperament Mu Qinqing can't suffer any grievances, but ......"
Huaizhu paused, and then spoke in a deliberate tone, "Elder North will indeed be better to Bei Xianyue, after all, Bei Xianyue is a child raised by Elder Bei. ”
From the lower realm to the upper realm, in such a long time, Elder Bei and Bei Xianyue have already been as close as mother and daughter.
"Elder North is not very partial to North Immortal Yue." Shen Bu thought about it and spoke, "But it's a bit different from each other, do you mean it's because of this?" So ridiculous? ”
Everyone understands the difference between intimacy and alienation, right?
"Perhaps?" Huaizhu didn't dare to pack the ticket, "To be honest, before Zhizhi reminded me, I had a good impression of Mu Qinqing. ”
It can be said that she had a very good impression of Mu Qinqing a quarter of an hour ago, for example, before, when Zhizhi raised that Mu Qinqing had a problem, she would help Mu Qinqing speak, which shows how good Mu Qinqing is on weekdays.
"Indeed." Song Luo spoke, "My relationship with Elder North is okay, and she has a very good evaluation of Mu Qinqing. ”
Listening to his mother and sister-in-law's evaluation of Mu Qinqing, Song Yizhi also knew it in his heart.
It's really hard to make Yiyue's stupid girl realize that Mu Qinqing has a problem.
Huaizhu said with some concern, "Looking at Yiyue's attitude towards Mu Qinqing, if you rashly tell her that Mu Qinqing has a problem, I'm afraid that she will feel that our relatives restrict her and control her." ”
Song Luo responded.
It is not possible to let Mu Qinqing get close to Song Yiyue again, but they can't rashly stop Song Yiyue and Mu Qinqing from coming and going.
How to deal with this matter properly is really a headache.
"It's inevitable." Feng Canglin said to his daughter, "Calculate the time, I'm afraid she will come back." ”
With Yue's fiery temper, I'm afraid that I've already bought wine and come back.
Before Feng Canglin's words fell, Song Yiyue came back.
Song Luo glanced at the man behind her.
Seeing a group of people at the table, Song Yiyue suppressed her cheerful steps, and asked obediently, "Sister-in-law, did you come back from buying meat?" ”
Huaizhu answered, then got up and went over, "I'll send the wine over, you can play here." ”
Song Yiyue subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Huaizhu had already reached out to get the wine, so she had to hand over the wine jug and watch her sister-in-law walk in the direction of the kitchen.
Song Yiyue stood a few steps away, looking at the elders at the table, a little nervous and restrained.
"I'm going to look for the fish." Rong Yueyuan slightly possessed and said a word to Song Yizhi.
These junior disciples were already in awe of themselves, and if they were present, Song Yiyue would only be more restrained and afraid.
Song Yizhi responded, "Go ahead." ”
Rong Yueyuan turned into light and left directly.
After his man left, Song Yizhi said to his sister, "Come and sit." ”
Song Yiyue looked up at her sister, was stunned for a moment, and then spoke stiffly, "Sister, this is not good." ”
"What's so bad?" Song Yizhi asked rhetorically, "Isn't my junior sitting still?" ”
"But sister, you are ......" Under Song Yizhi's gentle gaze, Song Yiyue swallowed back the unfinished words, and silently moved her steps and walked over and sat down.
Song Yiyue folded her hands on her laps, sitting in a well-behaved posture and at the same time, she could see a little restrained.
"We are a family, there is nothing that cannot be said, today we will have a frank chat." Song Yizhi said softly.
Song Yiyue was visibly nervous.
Is this going to be triaged?
Receiving his daughter's gaze, Feng Canglin stretched out his hand and rubbed it on Song Yiyue's head, his tone was as gentle as possible, "Yiyue, you can't be so afraid of your relatives. ”
The warm palm gently and dotingly rubbed the two heads, and Song Yiyue looked at his father a little blankly.
"Yiyue, I want to say sorry to you." Feng Canglin said seriously, "Life and death are unknown after the sacrifice of the branch god, you are too similar to the branch, every time I see you, I think of the branch with unknown life and death, I don't love you, but it is indeed because of this knot that I have alienated you a little." ”
Song Yiyue looked at her father with loving eyes and apologies, and she didn't know what to say.
It turns out that my father alienated himself only because he was sad and sad because he thought of his sister, not because he disliked himself?
"Yiyue, this matter is not just your father's knot, it is also a knot in the hearts of many of us." Shen Bu spoke slowly, "Your sister, Zhizhi, she was less than a hundred years old when she was sacrificed to the gods. ”
What is the concept of less than 100 years old?
In the world of cultivating immortals, monks who are less than 100 years old are undoubtedly children and children.
Song Yiyue looked sideways at her sister, and her heart suddenly became sour and astringent.
When I was less than 100 years old, I was in trouble and tossing.
But my sister, who is less than 100 years old, cherishes the common people in her heart and sacrifices herself to the common gods.
If she were from her father's point of view, she would do the same.
"Yi Yue, as your own uncle, I have to admit one thing to you, I will be biased." Shen Bu's voice was gentle, but his words were unusually straightforward, "You can blame us, but don't blame your sister." (End of chapter)