Chapter 312: Poor mandarin ducks "Master!" Facing the serious head of the family, the servants looked respectful and reserved, fearing that they would be punished by the head of the house if they didn't say something right. You know, since this head of the house came to power,
Since then, many servants have disappeared inexplicably.
Murong Yu nodded and asked with a sullen face: "Is the eldest lady still unwilling to eat?"
"Sir, yes! The eldest lady has not eaten a grain of rice since she came back yesterday." The leading lady replied.
"Since you can't make the eldest lady eat, you don't have to eat. Someday you can figure out a way to make the eldest lady eat, then you can eat it!" A sneer flashed at the corner of Murong Yu's mouth, and he walked towards the attic after saying a few words.
Go up.
This attic is called "Huixuan Pavilion", and its owner is Murong Xuan. The name Huixuan Pavilion was given by Murong Xuan's grandfather, the previous head of the family, Murong Zhen, when Murong Xuan turned one year old. The origin of the name
It's very simple, just from Murong Xuan
and her mother's names each took one word from each other. Murong Xuan lived in this attic since her mother's death until her father got into trouble and went to Lushan to become a disciple of Master Jingyuan. A few years later, Murong Xuan
Returned to the mangrove forest and lived in it again.
"Dong dong dong..." The door rang three times, and Murong Yu opened the door and walked in. Murong Xuan, who was sitting outside the window looking at the south, did not look back at him. There were no tears on her haggard face, only hatred, and her empty eyes had already
After traveling thousands of miles, I saw "Tianyi Pavilion".
"It's time for you to eat, Xuan'er!" Murong Yu looked at his stubborn niece and said it very gently, which was not in line with his style.
Murong Xuan didn't seem to hear, and Murong Yu had to repeat it again: "Xuan'er, it's time for you to eat. If you really want to see him again, you should eat obediently. If you really love him, you should live well.
."
"What does this have to do with you!" Murong Xuan turned around and looked at the man who should have been called uncle with hatred, and said coldly, "Whether I really love him or pretend to love him, it has nothing to do with you. Since I can
Come back with you, then I have no intention of seeing him again."
"Haha..." Murong Yu looked up to the sky and laughed: "Xuan'er, are you telling uncle a joke? People often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Therefore, the eyes usually betray a person's thoughts. Your eyes have already
Your thoughts are betrayed."
"I know you hate me and hate me for killing your lover's grandmother. But have you ever thought about it. If I didn't kill his grandmother, would your lover possibly appear in the world? Everything has two sides. Many times, judgment
A thing should not be judged by the concepts of right and wrong, but by interests and representatives.
You need to pay a corresponding price for everything you do. These are my values, and I need you to understand them." Murong Yu paused, and then said to Murong Xuan, "Xuan'er, you know this building
Who named the attic? Why did he build this attic and give it this name?"
Of course Murong Xuan knew, but she didn't want to answer Murong Yu. So, Murong Xuan just watched quietly without speaking.
Murong Xuan didn't say anything, so Murong Yu could only ask and answer: "This attic was built by your grandfather for your mother and son when the moon was full. They took one word from each of your and your mother's names, so it was called 'Huixuan Pavilion'
.Although my father and sister-in-law have been dead for many years, their voices and smiles still appear in my mind every time I step into this attic."
"You don't have to play the emotional card here, because in my opinion, this is a waste of your time and a waste of my time. Didn't you teach me since I was a child that time is life, and wasting time is equivalent to wiping your own neck?
?" Murong Xuan said coldly.
"I didn't expect you would still remember it." Murong Yu smiled and continued, "However, I am not wasting my time, nor am I playing any more emotional cards with you. Because I am going to tell you a wonderful story.
."
…
"Doctor, is my son really okay?" Nangong Yu stopped the doctor and asked nervously. The charm of the past has long been replaced by a haggard look on his face. The remaining traces of tears can be vaguely seen in his bloodshot eyes, and the depths of his pupils are filled with tears.
Brilliant maternal love.
"Mrs. Xiao, you don't need to be nervous. I have given your young master an injection of anti-inflammatory medicine, and your young master is no longer in serious trouble." The doctor explained to Nangong Yu, "Your young master was overly sad and it coincided with the attack of appendicitis.
Causes high fever."
"Then why doesn't his fever go away?" Nangong Yu asked the doctor anxiously.
The doctor smiled and said to Nangong Yu: "Mrs. Xiao, everything has a process. No matter how good the antipyretic medicine is, it can't work as soon as you take it, right? Madam Xiao, don't worry, your master's fever will subside in half an hour."
Retired."
The doctor's prediction was good. Xiao Tianming's fever gradually subsided after half an hour. However, Xiao Tianming did not wake up from the coma. There is no greater grief than heartbreak! How could Xiao Tianming, whose heart was hurt, recover so easily?
Xiao Tianming's condition not only made Nangong Yu, the mother, Nangong Yan and Ouyang Zhi extremely anxious.
A few days later, Murong Xuan's dropout report was delivered to Ouyang Zheng. The matter of Xiao Tianming and Murong Xuan immediately became the gossip headline of "Tianyi Pavilion". After Yu Ji found out that Xiao Tianming was ill and hospitalized, he and Han Qiang led the
with a group of female soldiers
Come to the hospital to express condolences. Suddenly, the lifeless hospital suddenly became bright and sunny. Chen Yuhan, sisters Chen Bailu, Hua Xilan, Hou Xinxuan, Zhao Jing, Meng Qian, and Hu Yunqing also came to the hospital to visit Xiao Tianming's condition after learning about the situation.
.
Xiao Zizai, who has always been conceited, admired his son when he saw this scene. He was really better than his master!
After careful care, Xiao Tianming finally woke up after being in a coma for two days. However, after waking up, Xiao Tianming seemed to be a different person, silent all day long. Even Ouyang Zhi and Nangong Yan took the initiative to stick to it and take advantage of it.
Xiao Tianming also turned a blind eye to him and showed no interest at all. Those who didn't take it seriously actually thought that the handsome Xiao Xiao was a contemporary Liu Xiahui.
Nangong Yu, who was so excited when she saw her son waking up, could no longer smile, and her beautiful face suddenly faded a lot.
"Zi Zi, did I do something wrong? Why does God punish me like this?" Nangong Yu leaned in her husband's arms, her face soaked in tears. This beautiful woman has lost her mother, father, brother,
She doesn't want to lose her son again.
"Yu'er, you didn't do anything wrong. It's just God who is wrong. You are a high-ranking princess and you should enjoy the greatest happiness in the world. But God wants to be your enemy. What a pity.
I can't destroy the world for you." Xiao Zizai hugged his wife and sighed heavily. For the first time, he was so proud that he felt the frustration of fate.
"No, Zi Zi! You are so good, you are so amazing, you can definitely think of a way for me to make our son smile again, right? Zi Zi, please tell me, do you have any way to make our son return to his original state?
As long as it's for our son, I'm willing to sacrifice anything." Nangong Yu looked at her husband and said firmly, her eyes filled with the brilliance of motherhood.
"Hey! Yu'er, it's a pity that boy doesn't understand your painstaking efforts." Xiao Zizai sighed and said with pity.
"What does it matter whether he understands or not? A mother does her own good for her son, who wants her son to remember her?" Nangong Yu said lightly, and the memories of twenty years ago came to mind.
, the scene where her mother shielded her.
"Don't hurt my daughter!" Hua Xiyue blocked Nangong Yu's body with her body, but blood flowed from her body, dyeing the clothes of mother and daughter red. Without her mother's protection, Nangong Yu would not have known
Did I still have the life to wait until heaven, that is, my future husband? Maternal love is always great but disregarded!
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"You're lying, this story is not true! How could my grandfather be assassinated in the mangroves with such high martial arts skills?" Murong Xuan looked at Murong Yu angrily, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching because of extreme anger. She was already very pale.
Her face became paler and paler. She kept telling herself in her heart that this story was just a lie. Only people who have lost their minds would believe it.
"Wouldn't someone with great martial arts skills not be assassinated? Also, don't forget that his father is not an ordinary person. You know, Tiantian was once the king of killers. He never failed in his mission." Murong Yu told Murong Xuan
said.
"No, you are lying to me, you have always lied to me!" Murong Xuan shouted loudly.
"I've finished telling the story. As for whether you believe it or not, that's your business. I can't control it." Murong Yu smiled faintly, with a strange arc flashing at the corner of his mouth, "I said so much, it's not
Let you avenge him. As his son, I will avenge him sooner or later. I just
I want you to know that there was a grandfather who loved you very much, but he died tragically at the knife of your lover's father. You can hate me, I don't mind. After all, my uncle has not taken good care of you in the past ten years or so.
However, if you are still a descendant of the Murong family, you should know how to do it."
"No! I don't know how to do it, I don't want to know how to do it!" Murong Xuan covered her ears with her hands and shouted loudly.
Murong Yu stood up from the chair, ignored Murong Xuan's roar, and walked downstairs step by step.
"If you still want to see the sun tomorrow, then take good care of the eldest lady to eat and rest. Your life is not in your hands, nor in my hands, but in the hands of the eldest lady. Do you understand?" Murong Yu
He looked back at Murong Xuan who was in the attic, and slowly left the attic with a sneer.