If Wei Li at this time is really the little marquis, maybe he will accept such a choice, if his parents are dead and there is only one teacher in the court to rely on, such a result is undoubtedly the best ending. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it's a pity, in order not to be that little marquis, he is the apprentice of Sword Immortal Taibai, he is the young city lord of Yujing Mountain Gengjin City, his only purpose this time is to use the incense power to cultivate martial arts, and in the end, his pursuit is only that immortality, oh no, and the princess who walked into his heart. In addition, it doesn't matter what glory and wealth, what parental enmity, what kind of education alien race, happy he may go back to enjoy, unhappy he may not take revenge, it is all casual, it doesn't matter.

Although it may be because he inherited the memory of the little marquis Wei Li's mood at this time was also a little fluctuating, and he was also quite moved by the love of the teacher in front of him for "himself", but in the end, he still suppressed some unpeace in his heart, took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, stood up and bowed deeply to Yaxiang Jingmei, and then said firmly: "The teacher is kind, Wei Wei has received it, but now that the parents are not cold and the family business is not successful, the disciple does not dare to talk about marriage, and I ask the teacher to forgive." ”

Although these words are very euphemistic, the meaning of rejection is indeed very obvious, and it can be said to be very ruthless. Ming'er, the girl who was in love at the beginning of her life, didn't support Wei Li until she finished speaking, and she had already cried and left.

The so-called one thought of heaven, one thought of hell is probably the case, before this one falls, the harm to the person concerned is terrible. Originally, when her father mentioned her marriage, she could become the happiest bride in the world as long as her lover agreed, and it can be said that she has always fantasized about such a day.

But she didn't expect that the lover brother in her heart would refuse, haha, he actually refused, the refusal was so firm, there was almost no hesitation.

Thinking of how obvious she was before, the girl's thin face made her stay in this place of right and wrong again. Years of dreams are suddenly shattered today, how can a girl who has not been in the world accept it, heartbreaking, pain and bone marrow are probably light.

Of course, Jingmei didn't expect things to develop to such a point, he never even thought that Wei Li would refuse, but the truth is so cruel, watching his beloved daughter flee from this sad place so dejected, his heart is also like a knife, he took a deep look at Wei Li, his eyes are very complicated, there are disappointment, anger, incomprehension, sadness, regret......

But in the end he did not say a word, and left the courtyard very lonely, after all, his daughter, who had just turned sixteen, was still waiting for him to be comforted, and his poor daughter needed his shoulder to rely on.

After Jingmei left, Wei Li breathed a deep sigh of relief, but he was a little dazed, a little dazed, a little overwhelmed, whether he regretted it, or something else, I'm afraid even he didn't understand it very well.

"Why bother, hurt others and hurt yourself, I'm afraid you don't feel good about making such a decision. Mei Taiji looked at Wei Li, who looked different in front of him, and asked involuntarily.

In fact, if it was a simple Wei Li, I am afraid that it would not be such a feeling, but since he fused the memories of the little marquis, he was naturally more or less affected. After all, everything that I experienced when I was a child and that Jingming'er was so real that it was impossible to ignore.

"The so-called long pain is better than short pain, I am doing this for her good, after all, I am not the little marquis, and the person she has been waiting for is the little marquis. When Wei Li said this kind of thing, he was also a little, how to say it, painful.

Wei Li and the little marquis look the same, share the same name, and even the soul is the same source, not to mention that Wei Li has all the memories of the little marquis, but he is not the little marquis after all. Yes, now Wei Li can pretend to be a little marquis and continue to break off the connection with that Jingming'er, but if one day this Jingming'er knows the truth, how should he deal with himself.

Therefore, at this time, Wei Li thinks that he only needs to be ruthless and cut through the mess quickly, which is a good thing for himself and for Na Jingming'er. But sometimes, how can the word love be so simple, the most impermanent and ungraspable thing in this world is the human heart, and the human heart is human emotions in the final analysis, which are often cut and tied.

Mei Taiji didn't judge Wei Li's explanation too much, for this feeling, he was just a layman for a long time, and the only pity he had at the moment was that this good wine banquet broke up so unhappily. And this Wei Li's refusal to marry so firmly, and so recklessly hurt this Yaxiang Jingmei's daughter, will Yaxiang, who regards this Jingming'er as the pearl of his palm, still be willing to help this Wei Li, and introduce Wei Li to inherit the position of the marquis?

But he knew that Wei Wei was also quite depressed because of this at this moment, so he didn't bother him, and looked at the courtyard alone, the bright moon in the sky, drinking silently, and thinking about countermeasures.

In the backyard of this Yaxiang Mansion, there is a room, the layout of the house is quite chic, quite tasteful, but it is obvious that there is a strong girlish atmosphere.

It's a girl's boudoir.

The left side of the room is separated by a screen, but a harp and a lute are still faintly visible. To the lower left of Jean is a fine Sydney wood desk, leaning against the window.

Outside this screen is a tortoiseshell shell inlaid dresser, which is very gorgeous and dazzling. On the walls on both sides of the dresser, there are two embroidered silk silks, one is embroidered with peony flowers, which is delicate and moving, and the other is also embroidered with flowers, with lotus flowers and dragonflies, which is tentatively called "Dragonfly Lotus Picture".

To the right of it are several large cupboards, tightly closed, and I don't know what is hidden.

On the diagonal opposite the dresser is a bed, through the red curtain, but a graceful figure can be faintly seen, not the girl Jingming'er, but who it is.

At this moment, she was throwing herself on the bed, her shoulders were constantly shaking, and the very feminine pillow was already stained with tears at this time, it was obvious that this Jingming'er had not yet come out of this cruel reality, and was still immersed in sadness. Ten years of beauty have just been destroyed, how can a fragile girl recover so quickly and become nothing.

Soon at the door of Jing Ming'er's boudoir, a very slow figure appeared, and Jing Ming'er seemed to feel it, and subconsciously shouted: "Leave my brother!"

But he soon discovers that the person who has come is not the brother he had hoped for, but her aging father.

Even now, the poor girl still thinks about her departed brother, and imagines that her departed brother does not love him, but, no, there must be some kind of hardship, which is why she is forced to refuse her father's proposal.

He will definitely come to explain to himself, come to comfort himself, ask himself to wait for a few more years, wait for him to marry him in style.

It's a pity that all this is just this Jingming'er's fantasy, Wei Li must not appear here at this moment, and the only one who can comfort her is her father.

Although this Jingming'er is young, she is also quite sensible, her mother left early, and she has always been dependent on her father, so she also knows to be considerate of her father and not let her father worry.

So she tried very hard to sit up, and at the same time tried to restrain herself from crying, but the tears just kept flowing, without the slightest sign of stopping, and seemed to be getting more and more turbulent.

Jingmei looked at her rather embarrassed daughter, her heart felt very painful, all along, he was quite precious to his daughter, it can be said that he was afraid of falling in his hand, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth, and he couldn't wait to send all the good things in the world to her. But I don't want to let him suffer such harm today. Could it be that she was in too much of a hurry, wanting to let Li'er get into trouble and hurt the child's self-esteem? The upright Jingmei didn't think too much, nor did she blame Na Weili, but kept looking for her own reasons.

Tai Xuan Yaxiang walked up to his daughter step by step, stretched out his hand and touched this Jingming'er's head very lovingly, his eyes were full of pity, in the past sixteen years, how could he have let his daughter receive such pain.

"Good Ming'er, it's all because Daddy is not good, maybe Daddy's method is wrong, which makes Li'er feel disgusted, maybe ...... Maybe he won't be able to ...... when he leaves" The words came to her mouth, but Jingmei was a little hesitant and didn't say anything.

Seeing her daughter trying so hard to suppress her sadness, Jingmei felt even more sad, and said tremblingly: "Good boy, if you want to cry, just cry, don't hold it in your heart and suffocate yourself, don't worry about Daddy, although Daddy is a little old, he is already your dependent." ”

Sometimes it's like this, when a person faces it alone, he may be able to hold back his tears, but once someone comforts him, he can no longer bear the grievances in his heart and cry.

Jing Ming'er was like this, hearing her father's warm words, the girl who was depressed in her heart couldn't hold back her sadness anymore, let go of all her worries, threw herself into her father's arms, and cried loudly.

"Cry, cry, it's better to cry. Jingmei held her daughter in her arms like this, and kept caressing her daughter's back with her left hand, and said softly.

A father's love is majestic, silent, melancholy, and profound, but it is also very simple.

It is like white wine, spicy and warm, making people drunk in it, it is like tea, bitter and mellow, easy to make people excited, it is like a clear spring, plain and kind, making people naturally fresh, it is like a bonfire, giving people warmth but intimidating, easy to make people excited.