Murong Yuanhong became angry when his son mentioned the central issue: "What tricks am I going to do? What tricks have I put into it? I've told you that his father's affairs have nothing to do with me! Don't talk nonsense, you kid! It's outrageous.
Have you ever talked to me like this?"
Murong Qingzhen sneered in his heart and thought, how can you, an old man, act like an old man? On the contrary, you blame me, a son, for not respecting you. To do things like this just for that little selfish desire is really a shame.
respect.
However, he was too lazy to talk to him anymore, knowing that it would be useless to argue, so he turned his head to his mother's side and gently beat her legs with his hands.
In the end, Mrs. Murong saw that the father and son were having such a quarrel. In order to prevent the servant from hearing the joke, she had to change the subject and said: "Okay, there is no overnight feud between the two father and son. I don't know what the two of you have."
What's so noisy? Qingzhen, your father will inevitably get angry after socializing hard outside and drinking some wine. You should stop telling him. By the way, Yuan Hong, someone came over to say Yuhan in the yard behind you in the afternoon.
It seems a little uncomfortable, would you like to go over now and take a look?"
Murong Yuanhong heard that his beloved sister-in-law was not feeling well, so he did not want to be angry with his son anymore. After he snorted heavily, he threw the door open and left. Murong Qingzhen looked at his back and couldn't help being angry.
Shake his head.
"Mom, why do you still care about those things in the backyard? People don't care about your sister, so why do you still care about her life and death?" After all, he is the eldest son of the Murong family and the steadfast young master. There are some things that he doesn't even want to inquire about.
However, there were still people who, for the sake of him as the young master, made him somewhat aware of it.
Murong Qingzhen probably knew everything about what happened after Yao Yuhan moved into Murong's house. It is said that she was locked in the room and two servants were sent to guard her day and night. However, she continued to go on a hunger strike and refused to eat.
He didn't drink, and would often throw things in the room and yell at Murong Yuanhong.
It seemed that these two secret lovers had turned against each other over something.
But the specific purpose is unknown.
But the strange thing is that Murong Yuanhong still treats her very well. These days, he sends all kinds of delicious food to her. Even when she scolds him, he doesn't seem too angry.
Mrs. Murong sighed and said faintly: "I originally wanted to keep an indifferent attitude, but today this matter is really too big. You didn't know it if you weren't at home. I heard that you took a piece of broken porcelain.
The film cut my pulse, and the blood flowed all over the bed, and I almost had to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."
"Tch! Mom, with your bodhisattva heart, you always believe in her acting skills. Let me tell you, if she wanted to die, she should have committed suicide fifteen years ago. There is no need to cut her pulse now.
Suicide? This kind of person makes people feel unhappy when they are alive, and it will make so many people feel uncomfortable because of her."
"But she is my sister after all. Do you think I can really leave her alone and not save her? Qingzhen, I know you hate your aunt very much because of what happened to Azi, but now you also know about this matter.
Maybe she can be considered a victim. It’s all your father’s fault. If he hadn’t been greedy, how could he have caused such trouble for both our families?”