Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Shadow of Hatred Disappears
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The moon outside the house was cold and the wind was cold, but the lights in the Haoran Hall were as bright as day. To read the latest chapters, please lock in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info Zhong Lilang raised his eyebrows, and laughed boldly, "Okay, refreshing, Linghu Gongzi, I will be waiting for you in the martial arts training ground of the Mingsi Sword Pavilion in seven days." β
Although Ling Hu Jue didn't know where the Ming Si Sword Pavilion was, he also said arrogantly, "When the time comes, I hope that Zhongli Gongzi's men will show mercy." β
Murong Ao looked at the high-spirited Zhong Lilang and Ling Hujue, and said with emotion in his heart, "The two sons are both rising stars of the empire, and the old man will definitely be present to cheer the two sons at that time." After saying that, he picked up the wine glass again and dried it up.
The atmosphere suddenly became warm again, you come and go, push the glass, and the unpleasantness just now seems to disappear in this harmonious atmosphere. Is it really gone?
After dinner, Murong Ao called Linghu Jue to the study, under the bright magic crystal light, a Qingding incense burner was placed on the bamboo bench next to the bookshelf, the neon fragrance lingered throughout the room, and there were several light landscape paintings hanging on the surrounding walls, exuding a faint bookish atmosphere.
Murong Ao moved to sit behind a rectangular desk in front of the bookshelf, sipped fragrant tea and greeted with a smile, "Linghu Gongzi, please take a seat." β
After Ling Hu Jue nodded, he sat down on the left side, picked up the fragrant tea he had just delivered, and took a sip, his attitude was chic and leisurely.
Murong Ao secretly praised and thought for a moment, "Linghu Gongzi, are you really like a friend of mine?"
Ling Hu waved his hands and brushed his sleeves freely, and said respectfully, "Yes, it is not surprising that people have acquaintances." β
Murong Ao glanced at Linghu Jue with long-term meaning, and sighed, "That's what I said, but I don't know what Linghu Gongzi plans to do in the future?"
After speaking, he shrugged his shoulders slightly, stood up and said softly, "I am deeply disturbed by the hospitality of the head of the family today, and I want to leave early tomorrow morning." β
Murong Ao wanted to say what he meant in his heart, but when he heard this, he changed his words and said, "Why is Linghu Gongzi so anxious?
Ling Hu Jue hurriedly defended, "There, it's just because we have a lot of people and a lot of inconveniences, and besides, I also want to find a quiet place to rest for two days, so that I can deal with the battle with Zhongli Gongzi in seven days." β
Murong Ao pondered slightly, and said solemnly, "Since this is the case, it is inconvenient for me to stay, so let's do it, I have a separate courtyard in the West Gate, although it is in a remote location, it is also quiet." I hope that the fox boy will not be disgusted, just take it as a little thank you for escorting the little girl all the way. β
Linghu Jue was just about to excuse himself, but Murong Ao had already shouted outside the study, "Ah Tian, you come in." β
Murong said solemnly to Murong Tian, who was quietly entering. "Ah Tian, you take Linghu Gongzi to my courtyard tomorrow, and from now on, this courtyard will be owned by Linghu Gongzi. "Yes!" Murong Tian bowed and saluted
Linghu Jue was also worried about having nowhere to stay, and when he heard the words, he also pushed the boat with his hand, "I am loved by the head of the family, and I am only ashamed to accept it, but after I return to Crow City, the other courtyard will return the house to the original owner." β
"Ling Fox Gongzi is polite. Murong Ao said humbly.
Sandalwood was added again, and Murong Ao looked at Ling Hu's back as he said goodbye, and his expression became furious. Turning his head, he said to Murong Tian, who was standing beside him, "Ah Tian, let out the news of Zhong Lilang's competition with Linghu Jue, the more people who know, the better." β
Responding lightly, Murong Tian looked at Murong Ao with some confusion, he had always had an unfathomable feeling about the head of the family in front of him.
Murong Ao let out a long sigh and came to the window with his hands behind his back. As the owner of one of the four major families, many times he does things without considering feelings and only seeks the purpose. For Ling Hujue, he does not deny that he is very optimistic about him, and he really hopes that he can become his eighth righteous son. However, Ling Hujue's appearance and temperament always reminded him of a person, if Ling Hu Jue really had anything to do with that person, then his wish would never be achieved in this life.
The crescent moon passing by outside the window, and the slightest breeze, left a little shadow in his heart. It's cold in the heights!!
In the early morning of the next day, as soon as Ling Hu Jue finished washing, he heard a gentle sound of slamming the door outside the door, and Murong Yi's voice as light as a gossamer also came in through the crack in the door, "Brother Jue, Brother Jue, are you up?"
Ling Hu Jue wondered in his heart, but he quickly wiped his face, took a few steps forward, and with the carved lacquer door that quietly opened, Murong Yi's delicate and beautiful face with phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows appeared in front of him.
Regardless of her shyness, Murong Yilian, who was flying lightly, stepped lightly, and said urgently, "Brother Jue, I heard that you are leaving Murong Mansion today, is it anyone who offended you, I will sue my father." The eager words and anxious look all hint at a girl's heart that is just beginning to open.
After Ling Hu bowed, he said gracefully, "Thank you Miss Murong for your concern, no one offended me, I took the initiative to mention it to the head of the Murong family last night, and you will understand the reason in the future." β
Murong Yi's anxious face changed color, and he regained his previous temperament, pulled Ling Hujue's arm, and said sadly, "Brother Jue, I don't want you to go, you don't want to go." β
Ling Hu Jue was a little moved, and he also showed a worried look in Qinglang, and said in a low voice, "Miss Murong, there is no banquet in the world, not to mention that I have to stay in the imperial capital for a year, there will always be a chance to meet." β
Murong Yi stared at Ling Hujue's angular handsome face, as if a newly married wife was bidding farewell to her departing lover, and more like a young woman hiding in the boudoir visiting her husband who had been away from home for many years and suddenly returned. So careful, so obsessed. Gradually, the blazing eyes dimmed, like autumn water, under the long eyelashes, a layer of mist rose, faintly, faintly. Quietly letting go of the hand holding his arm, he said in a bitter mosquito voice, "Brother Jue, can I go to see you?"
Ling Hu Jue also stared at Murong Yi, who lowered his head and sobbed, but did not dare to make a sound, an ethereal sadness floated in his heart, he was not a fool, of course he understood this look, what this tone represented. Thinking back to Murong Yi's recent changes, a feeling that he had lost but never had filled his heart again, a little stiff, but more sweet, like a bottle of air-dried honey that had been knocked over and put in his mouth again. Gently, I couldn't help but use my calloused hands to brush over Murong Yi's weak watery silk, and in the faint fragrance, I said gently and emotionally, "Silly girl, of course you can, don't you remember? I also promised to accompany you to Xiangxue Mountain to catch ice foxes in winter." β
Murong Yi was taken aback by Ling Hu's sudden gentleness, raised his head, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes full of autumn water, and he said timidly, "Brother Jue, is this true?"
Ling Hu Jue nodded firmly and gently, and in an instant, time seemed to stop, and there was a special emotion in the air. The sunlight outside the window shone obliquely, and the purple magic crystal lamp flowed with fantastic colors.
Walking through the front streets, Ling Hu Jue and the others were completely immersed in the prosperity of the imperial capital, not to mention the endless flow of people in strange costumes, that is, the shops on both sides of the street, all kinds of things bought. Not to mention having seen it, I haven't even heard of it. Various music squares, art institutes. Sword restaurants, restaurants, and bars emerge one after another, and all kinds of shouts are endless. No, Ling Hu Jue also saw an elemental spirit parked on the shoulders of several young people dressed as nobles, interspersed in the crowd with great power.
Maybe there were too many things to see, maybe there were too many things to remember, and it was only when Murong Tian pointed to a large building dozens of meters away in front of him that he suddenly came to his senses.
This house is in an alley on the right side of the west gate, there are two stone lions carved with tanning patterns at the door, several sycamore trees with pale branches stand on both sides of the door, push open the door, the eyes have unfolded a beautiful picture like a peach source fairyland, a green lion stone paved path through the martial arts training ground with a radius of nearly ten acres, bypass a few cold plums and wind towards the back, the overlapping pavilions and pavilions, dotted with flowers and trees at four o'clock, as if the Yaochi fairyland is as elegant, step on the stone steps, it is everywhere the spider eaves gallery, the corner corner of the phoenix pavilion jade screen, under the backyard of a green bamboo forest, the air is fresh, the artistic conception is off, there is a fresh meaningγ
Along the way, everyone was not lonely, talking, laughing, and pointing, Murong Tian saw that Xiusi and the others were all happy, waved his sleeves, and said loudly, "Linghu Gongzi, are you still satisfied?" Linghu Jue said indifferently, "Life is in the world, and I am burdened by fame and fortune, if I can live in a corner of this place, I am already satisfied." β
Murong Tian has been staring at Ling Hu Jue for a long time, and then he said, "Ling Hu Gongzi has no red dust and miscellaneous desires, and he is both wise and brave, which is really admirable to this seat." β
Linghu Jue Chang humbly said, "The seniors have won the award, and I will ask the seniors for more advice in the future." β
Murong Tian was very happy, the person in front of him really had a feeling that he hated to see each other, and said movingly: "It's really rare to meet a confidant in life, there are many people in this seat, either fame and fortune, or arrogance, either blind obedience, or a stuffing flattery, there are such thin names as Gongzi, there are really very few, fresh and fresh, Your Excellency is young, and you can see so thoroughly and far-reaching, it is really commendable......
Ling Hu Jue hurriedly said, "What the predecessors said, I was really flattered. β
The two were talking about speculation, and Mansi, who was standing beside Ling Hujue, suddenly turned nervous, and looked at the eaves of the farthest pavilion with cold eyes, and said quietly, "They are here." β
Ling Fox's heart suddenly tightened, and his eyes looked in the direction where Mansi was looking, only to see an arc of bluestone cornices half-protruding into the air, although there was no one, but it seemed to contain something, gloomy and lonely.
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