"Jiang Heming, what do you mean?" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man standing on the other side said sternly.
"Elder Mu, you should feel honored to have given birth to a good daughter."
The man known as Jiang Heming looked at the middle-aged man who spoke out and said.
He thought secretly in his heart: "I mentioned your daughter many times in front of Murong Xingchen, and Murong Xingchen only wanted to see your daughter!"
"Otherwise, why would anyone like your daughter?"
There are three lines of people in the Rosewood Palace, among which the Palace Master's line is the largest, and the others are the Jiang family and the Mu family.
The Mu family is headed by the ancestor of the Mu family.
The person who just retorted was Mu Qingxue’s father, Mu Tan, an elder of the Red Sandalwood Palace.
As for Jiang Heming who spoke before, he had some personal enmity with Mu Tan, so when he contacted Qixingtang, he specifically mentioned Mu Qingxue.
"Why are you so honored? Why don't you send your daughter to Murong Xingchen?"
Mu Tan said coldly.
"If the other party can like my daughter, what if I send my daughter to Mr. Murong?"
"Now that I, the Rosewood Palace, seek help from the Seven Star Hall, your daughter can find a good family. This is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone. You should be happy!"
Jiang Heming said.
Although he said this, Jiang Heming sneered in his heart.
Mu Qingxue is very beautiful, but there are so many beauties in the south of the Yangtze River, and Murong Xingchen is a playboy with countless beauties around him. After a while, Mu Qingxue will be forgotten.
This is why he is not worried.
Otherwise, if the Mu family relies on Murong Xingchen, it will threaten their Jiang family's position.
"I won't agree to this!"
Mu Tan opened his mouth and said.
Previously, they introduced Mu Qingxue to the [Tianshan Sect], and now they introduced Mu Qingxue to the Jiangnan [Seven Star Hall]. This is simply sending their daughter back and forth as a gift.
When he finished speaking, Mu Tan looked at the Lord of the Rosewood Palace in the middle.
The master of the Rosewood Palace looked calm.
He agreed in his heart, but he would not say these words openly.
He looked at Mu Dongyuan, the ancestor of the Mu family.
"Palace Master, Qingxue retreated from Su Chen of the [Qinglong Society] before, and was later betrothed to the [Tianshan Sect]. It is not suitable to see Mr. Murong again."
Mu Dongyuan, the ancestor of the Mu family, said.
Although he understood what the Lord of Rosewood Palace meant, he couldn't agree to it. He was forced to agree to the marriage with the [Tianshan Sect] before, and now he wanted him to agree to meet Murong Xingchen, which he was unwilling to accept.
Hearing the words of the ancestor of the Mu family, a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Rosewood Palace.
But he concealed it quickly.
Looking calmly at the other side, the ancestor of the Jiang family, Jiang Beili.
"Old man Mu, sacrificing a granddaughter for the Red Sandalwood Palace is what you and I should do. Since Mr. Murong has fallen in love with Mu Qingxue, is it normal for the two of us to meet?"
"Perhaps when the two parties met, that girl Qingxue felt good about Mr. Murong?"
"I still suggest that Qingxue and Mr. Murong meet. As for the final outcome, it depends on their own decisions!"
Jiangbeili opened his mouth.
The meaning of Jiangbeili's words is very clear, just meet.
I’m not asking you to give your granddaughter away.
Mu Dongyuan wanted to say something else, but at this time, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe from the Mu family said: "Ancestor, I feel that there is nothing wrong with letting Qingxue meet Mr. Murong!
The speaker was Mu Tianyang, the second-generation eldest son of the Mu family and Mu Tan’s eldest brother.
His status in the Mu family is second only to the ancestors, and he can be said to be one of the most powerful people in the Mu family.
In fact, he agreed very much with giving Mu Qingxue to Murong Xingchen.
Murong Xingchen, the young master of Jiangnan Qixing Hall, Jiangnan Qixing Hall’s forces are spread all over the south of the Yangtze River, and their strength and influence are extremely strong.
If I could hug this thigh.
The Mu family would be able to gain a foothold in the south of the Yangtze River and become the next generation of Lords of the Rosewood Palace, so he spoke.
"Brother!" Mu Tan looked at him with incredible eyes when he saw this.
Mu Tianyang did not look at him.
"It's just a meeting, I think Qingxue is also willing! We at the Mu family will persuade Qingxue about the palace master's matter!"
Mu Tianyang directly decides.
Mu Tan looked at the ancestor of the Mu family. Mu Dongyuan wanted to say something, but the fourth ancestor of the Mu family beside him said: "Brother, I also agree with Tianyang's words."
"Since the Mu family has agreed, let us transfer resources as soon as possible and leave outside the Great Wall."
The Lord of Rosewood Palace spoke at this time, turned around and left.
Although Red Sandalwood Palace previously transferred a lot of resources, there are still many left, which is also an important task.
Inside the palace.
Jiang Heming walked to Mu Tan.
"I will settle the matter with you slowly when I get to Jiangnan!"
The voice was very low.
After saying that, he followed the Jiang family out of the hall
"Brother, why did you do this?"
Mu Tan walked up to Mu Tianyang and said coldly.
"This is the best choice for our Mu family. Jiangnan Qixing Hall is connected to the Jiang family and has no relationship with our Mu family at all."
"Qingxue is the best opportunity for us to catch up with the Murong family, and it is most beneficial to our Mu family."
"You don't need to come and go about Qingxue's work. I'll let Third Sister and her aunt persuade me, so you don't have to worry!"
After saying that, Mu Tianyang turned and left.
Inside the main hall.
Mu Tan was the only one left, looking very bad.
Mu Qingxue Small Courtyard.
Besides Mu Qingxue, there is another person, Su Chen who came to the outside of the Great Wall.
Now that the [Tianshan Sect] outside the Great Wall has been destroyed, a force like the Red Sandalwood Palace is no longer a force in his eyes, so he came to see Mu Qingxue.
After all, he was the one who took the first drop of Mu Qingxue’s blood.
Since he came outside the Great Wall, of course he wanted to meet Mu Qingxue.
People can be passionate, but they cannot be ruthless.
"I didn't expect you to come to see me!"
Mu Qingxue looked at Su Chen, who was dressed in white, with surprise and joy in her beautiful eyes.
Now Su Chen is not the Su Chen before.
The leader of the nine northern counties, the young dragon leader of the [Blue Dragon Society], any identity can suppress them [Red Sandalwood Palace].
"Isn't this just because I heard that someone had an idea for you, so I came here personally to help you solve this problem?"
Su Chen looked at Mu Qingxue and said.
Hearing Su Chen's words, Mu Qingxue looked startled.
She didn't expect Su Chen to say such things.
Mu Qingxue has recently shown a kind of sadness due to her marriage with the [Tianshan Sect]. Compared with the cold and arrogant before, she has a more pitiful feeling.
"Shocked?"
Looking at Mu Qingxue's expression, Su Chen couldn't help but ask.
"I thought you were always domineering?"
In Mu Qingxue's memory, Su Chen was unreasonable. He controlled himself at that time and took away his first time.
Although she was affected by the Gu, Mu Qingxue still had her own judgment in her thoughts and mind, and her feelings for Su Chen were somewhat complicated.
"Qingxue! I heard that you are going to be given to Mr. Murong of Jiangnan Qixing Hall. You are really popular. Why don't you follow me first!"
"When the time comes, there is no need to give it to Mr. Murong!"
At this time, a frivolous and arrogant voice sounded outside the courtyard.
Then a figure appeared at the door of the courtyard.
It was a young man wearing a brocade robe, with a lewd smile on his face, and he was walking towards the courtyard with long strides.
Seeing Su Chen in the courtyard, the young man was shocked at first, and then roared: "Boy, who are you? Why are you here?"
His voice was rough, but he responded with a flash of sword light, which streaked across his face like a drizzle of rain.
Instantly, a trace of blood appeared between his eyebrows.