The first thousand two hundred and ninety-two chapters of the Huang family in the sky
Xia Qingchen withdrew his gaze, put his hands behind his hands and walked towards the city without looking back: "Do I need to be arrogant to you?"
Will the real dragon in the sky be proud of the ants on the ground?
Won't.
Because the dragon's eyes cannot see ants at all.
"Playing the harp to a cow!" The young man shook his head and chuckled: "The frog in the well who regards the sky he sees as everything cannot listen to the words of the sky."
At this time, Huang Conglong finally stopped him: "Pay attention to your identity."
Don't you think it's beneath the status of the Huang family, who are so high above others, to come and argue with a mortal person?
The young man came back to his senses and laughed at himself: "That's right, why bother with him?"
Ordinary people wanted to talk to him, but he didn't bother to listen.
Huang Conglong kept up with Xia Qingchen step by step, and the young man also stepped forward. Although he didn't like the cousin he met for the first time, he still had to do what his grandfather told him.
Xia Yuan walked at the back, looking at Xia Qingchen who was leading the way alone, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He knew that he had wronged his son.
With Xia Qingchen's character, he would never tolerate it to this point. He suppressed his emotions just because he cared about his thoughts.
Thinking of this, he lightly clenched his fist.
In order for him to reunite with his mother, should he let his son be bullied?
He followed silently back to the Hou Mansion.
There were servants waiting on both sides of the mansion. Xia Jie was personally preparing to receive the banquet. When she saw Xia Qingchen and Xia Yuan leading two strangers back, she quickly said: "Quick, let's start serving food and wine again."
The reception banquet has been held since noon, and the food and wine can no longer be eaten, so we have to prepare new ones.
"No, let's talk." Before the master could speak, Huang Conglong interrupted expressionlessly: "We are in a hurry, let's do business first."
Hearing this, Xia Yuan glanced at Xia Qingchen, who didn't care: "It's up to you."
They didn't want to have dinner together, and Xia Qingchen was even more reluctant.
The group of people turned to the living room of the Hou Mansion, and the four of them sat down one after another. Xia Qingchen accompanied Xia Yuan and sat aside, not sitting on the high seat of the Marquis.
"If you have anything to say, you can say it." Xia Qingchen's tone was flat and emotionless.
Without saying a word, Huang Conglong took out an ancient octagonal mirror. There were profound runes on the mirror.
"I'm here today to find you." Huang Conglong didn't even look at Xia Yuan, but looked directly at Xia Qingchen.
oh?
Xia Qingchen was a little surprised: "Looking for me?"
Isn't their arrival in response to the twenty-year agreement to discuss the reunion of mother and father?
Xia Yuan's heart suddenly became confused, weren't they looking for him?
Facing the doubts of Xia and his son, Huang Conglong said expressionlessly: "I know what you are thinking, but it is a pity that we are not here for my sister's affairs."
Xia Yuan found it hard to accept, but kept restraint and asked: "Brother Conglong, have you received the letter I wrote to the Huang family?"
The seal had been sealed more than half a year ago, and the letter detailed the results of the twenty-year agreement and his desire to reunite with his wife.
However, the letter disappeared, and Xia Yuan once doubted whether the letter had reached the hands of the Huang family.
"Got it." Huang Conglong said indifferently.
Xia Yuan's confusion was even deeper: "Then why didn't you respond for so long? Even today..."
Even today, she was not looking for him, but for Xia Qingchen.
Huang Conglong interrupted him mercilessly, and his words were a bit sharp: "Don't you give up yet?"
Xia Yuan stood up emotionally and asked: "Brother Conglong, what do you mean? Didn't we complete the agreement? According to the agreement, you should let go..."
But Huang Conglong's expression was even more indifferent: "We promised to release her, but we didn't agree on when."
As soon as the words were spoken, the attitude of the Huang family was completely made clear that they would not let anyone go!
That's why they haven't responded for more than half a year.
Because from the beginning, they had no intention of fulfilling their promises.
It would have been better for Xia Qingchen to die in the duel. If he had not died, Xia Yuan would not have been able to reunite with Huang Yanran.
"You, how could you do this?" Xia Yuan was furious.
For the twenty-year agreement, he was poisoned by the Yu family, and his cultivation stagnated for many years.
For the sake of the twenty-year agreement, he was betrayed by his brother and nephew, and despised by his father.
For the sake of their twenty-year agreement, he and Yanran's crystallization Xia Qingchen risked a narrow escape.
But in the end, the answer he got was an understatement of the Huang family breaking the contract.
Xia Yuan felt that he had been deceived for the past twenty years, and that the past twenty years had been a joke!
Just when he was about to get angry, Huang Conglong added: "Whether you can meet each other does not depend on you, but on your son."
He rubbed the octagonal ancient mirror in his palm: "If your son Xia Qingchen has the blood of my Huang family and recognizes you father and son, of course you and my sister can meet again."
"If not, then don't mention the reunion again."
Um?
Xia Yuan forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth and yelled: "What do you mean? Qingchen is the blood of Yanran and I. She has half the blood of my Xia family, and of course she has half the blood of your Huang family!"
He didn't understand why the Huang family would raise such a question.
Could it be that they thought that Xia Qingchen had been replaced?
The young man finally couldn't hold it any longer, played with the painting fan in his hand, and said calmly: "How can the mortal blood of your Xia family be compared with that of my Huang family?"
"The bloodline we are talking about refers to the bloodline of the gods passed down by the Huang family!"
Xia Yuan was shocked and surprised: "God...blood of the gods?"
He never knew that people from the Huang family actually had the blood of ancient gods.
The young man glanced at Xia Qingchen and said with pity: "You still don't know what our Huang family is?"
He pointed to the sky and said calmly: "We are the Huang family, one of the four super families that are above Liangjing. We are known as Tianshang Huang!"
Xia Yuan's mind roared, as if a thunderstorm had blown his head all white, and his ears were buzzing.
After living in the princess's mansion for nearly a year, how could Xia Yuan not have heard of the legends of the four super families?
It is said that they are four powerful families that dominate Liangjing.
They are the Huang family, the Ye family, the Kurong family and the Gu family. There is a famous saying about their description.
The yellow night in the sky is vast, and the ancient supreme being has withered and his glory has been forgotten.
The yellow in the sky mentioned in this sentence is the Huang family. They are entrenched in an ancient bird named Kun.
Kun was born in the sky and died in the sky.
Flying in the sky all his life, never falling, the ancestor of the Huang family surrendered a Kun and placed his family on it.
Except for communication and other necessary needs, the Huang family would not come to the earth at ordinary times.
Therefore, the Huang family has a saying that the sky is yellow.
"We, the Huang family, are descendants of gods, and our bloodline is noble. How can it be compared to the bloodline of your Xia family?" the young man asked in return.
Xia Yuan was stunned and speechless. For the first time, he knew that Huang Yanran came from such a legendary family.