"Master, stop talking and take care of yourself."
Tang Lan sat by the bed, carefully blowing away the heat of the milk porridge on the spoon, then leaned over and slowly put the soft milk porridge into Xia Ji's mouth.
She has a tall and delicate body, wrapped in a sky blue silk dress, strapless and tube top, and her thin shoulders sway slightly as she feeds porridge.
Tang Hong stood in front of the door, holding a tray in her hand. On the tray were cut fairy fruits. These fruits were full of spiritual energy and could heal the body and injuries.
She is as tall as her sister, but she is wrapped in a rose-red silk dress. Her eyebrows are less quiet and more hot, and her delicate body is less thin and more plump.
She was waiting for her sister to finish feeding the porridge, and then went in to feed her master fruits.
At this time, out of boredom, her eyes fell on the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Lord Longxiang was sitting cross-legged.
"Hey, big guy, what are you doing here?"
Lord Long Xiang said in a low voice: "I'm sulking."
"What are you so angry about?"
"Sulky."
"Who are you angry with?"
"The Lord hurts and humiliates the servant. I can't do anything except being angry with myself."
Tang Hong laughed and said: "A genius like Master has been seriously injured. If you go, I'm afraid you will die without even hitting him twice."
Long Xiangjun stood up suddenly, and the ground shook slightly. He was actually tied with extremely heavy iron sand, and everything from his clothes to his pants to his shoes was filled with iron sand.
Every time he took a step, the ground shook slightly because it was black iron sand.
He said in a low voice: "I'm working hard."
Tang Hong said: "You are going to die. If you make such a loud noise, what if it affects the master?"
Lord Long Xiang immediately stopped and looked at the glaring girl under the eaves with her arms akimbo, silently.
In the house,
Xia Ji smiled a little as he listened to the "quarrel" outside the door.
Tang Land said: "I'll drive them away."
Xia Ji shook his head, "No, that's it."
He suddenly understood what his mother was thinking.
Perhaps what Su Linyu likes is this kind of noisy but warm environment.
He looked at Tang Lan and suddenly said: "If there is a chance, I will give you freedom."
Tang Lan's hands trembled and she bit her lip. She wanted to say no, but she couldn't. After hesitating for a long time, she finally made a decision and said, "Master, we have already regarded this place as..."
Xia Ji interrupted her: "Stop talking, I'm just telling you, I don't want you to answer."
Tang Lan lowered her eyes, feeling a little at a loss in front of this master who was perhaps younger than her.
Xia Ji smiled and said: "Everyone, no matter whether their life is good or bad, should have the right to freedom and the right to choose their own life. This should not be deprived.
I feel wronged to you. "
Tang Lan stood up in a hurry, put down the porridge bowl, and knelt on the ground, "Master... Master..."
Xia Ji waved: "Get up and come here."
Tang Lan's emotions were extremely complicated, and she sat down on the bed obediently.
Xia Ji stood up slightly and reached out towards her face.
Tang Lan closed her eyes. No matter what her master did, she would not and could not refuse.
However, what she was thinking about didn't happen.
The man's hand fiddled with her hair, and then explored her long hair.
There, a piece of blue butterfly hairpin was slightly skewed because she knelt down.
Xia Ji straightened her head and said gently: "Go down and let Mr. Long Xiang prepare the car. I'm going to the manor next door."
Tang Lan opened his eyes, feeling as if his heart was blocked by this tenderness. He stood up, bowed, excused himself, and left.
The house was empty again, and so was the outside.
In the depth of winter, Xia Ji got up, wrapped himself in a warm and comfortable cotton jacket, looked at the bronze mirror to keep his face pale, and then opened the door and went out.
Outside the door, there is light snow, which is worse than the coldness in the world.
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Snow fell in front of the majestic palace of the Fourth Heaven.
The steps of the palace are like the steps of heaven. Many black dragons are crawling quietly at the entrance, not daring to make a sound. Wherever you can see, there is a world of nothingness where nothing exists.
In the main hall,
In addition to the head of the family, there are four princes, eight princes, and the eldest princess.
The atmosphere was a bit strange and depressing.
The head of the family said harmoniously: "Since it is Yue Qing who has returned, and not Su Bingxuan, from now on, the family will be dominated by Yue Qing."
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly sounded.
"May I ask, eldest princess, how did the emperor die?"
The person who asked was Han Tianhou.
An Rongrong said calmly and calmly: "There is a bad sign in this fire disaster. Unfortunately, he was killed by the Black Emperor."
Han Tianhou asked coldly: "Then why has nothing happened to the eldest princess?"
Before An Rongrong could speak, the head of the family suddenly said: "Hang Tianhou, please go down."
Han Tianhou:? ?
The head of the family said: "You haven't recovered from your injuries, and you're old. Don't worry about this family's affairs in the future."
Han Tianhou suddenly came to his senses and said loudly: "Master, Ice Emperor is the genius of our family who we have watched grow up. Shouldn't we figure this matter out completely?"
However, the head of the family didn't look at him at all.
Han Tianhou glanced at the Winter King who was obviously in the same camp as him, but the Winter King didn't even look at him, and didn't even have the slightest intention to speak for him.
Han Tianhou suddenly understood and said angrily: "I know, you all think that the winner is the king or the loser, and the Ice Emperor is gone after his death, so you don't want to investigate anything at all, and you don't want to care about whether the woman in front of you is the murderer!
You know, when the Ice Emperor was still in the family, he once mentioned that this woman might not be the real eldest princess, and she might not be Su Yueqing!
I know Su Yueqing. She is obsessed with her beauty and thinks that all men in the world will surrender to her. She will not be so courageous, she will not be the emperor's opponent, she will not... "
The head of the family said coldly: "That's enough."
Han Tianhou didn't have enough, he shouted: "Blood test! If she is Su Yueqing, her blood must be extremely pure. If the blood is thin, she is not, she is not!"
The head of the family roared: "That's enough!!!"
As soon as the two words came out, the whole hall buzzed, and powerful pressure spread out, making everyone hurriedly lower their heads. Even An Rongrong, who was in the eleventh realm, was also frightened in her heart, like a beast that was always sleeping in the darkness. He opened his sleepy eyes.
"Hang Tianhou is old. From now on, he will take care of himself in the Third Heaven."
Han Tianhou was so frightened by the power that he did not dare to speak anymore, but bowed and slowly retreated...
He knew that the moment he walked out of the threshold of this hall, he was no longer the Marquis of Heaven.
The atmosphere in the hall was still deserted and depressing.
The head of the family suddenly waved to the eldest princess, "Daughter, come here."
An Rongrong walked over, there was no hint of coquettishness in her expression. She knew that the relationship between the eldest princess and the head of the family, a father and daughter, was actually very bad, so she walked up to the head of the family.
The head of the house stood up and looked at her, eyes closed, and his hands gently caressed her cheeks.
An Rongrong's body trembled just right, but she didn't resist.
The head of the family said softly: "You are my daughter and the eldest princess of my Su family. I am very happy that you can come back from the robbery this time."
An Rongrong was silent, not knowing what to say.
The head of the family is like an old man, looking at his descendants in front of him attentively with a doting look on his face.
In the entire hall, the remaining four kings and seven princes were all speechless.
The head of the family suddenly let go of his hand and said calmly: "Su Yu, do you know her?"
"know."
"He is a genius in my family. I was your childhood sweetheart. However, he later went to the Wu family for exchanges and then came back. My father has seen it. Regardless of his character, talent, and appearance, he is all excellent. Originally, Su Yu had other things to do. , but this time since the imperial master Feng Nanbei is injured, then I decided to ask Su Yu to help you."
An Rongrong frowned.
The head of the family said: "On the surface, the Imperial Master is still Feng Nanbei. Secretly, you help Su Yu. After all, he is the real family member and a genius who can surpass Feng Nanbei. As the Imperial Master, he is better than Feng Nanbei." good.
As for Feng Nanbei, his bloodline is thin and he can return to his clan after spending twenty years outside. You and Su Yu will take care of the rest.
Su Yu's bloodline is extremely pure. In this era of bloodline revival, it is very likely that the bloodline will be revived to the extreme, making my Su family the first king besides my ancestor to live for more than five hundred years. "
An Rongrong said: "Feng Nanbei's injury is not serious. He was able to help me lure the fire dragon and still survive. In terms of strength, character, and luck, he is excellent."
The head of the family suddenly said: "You like him, don't you?"
An Rongrong: "I... I didn't."
The head of the family said: "Although he has entered the family tree, he is still a member of the family with thin blood.
And the ancestor said that blood is the foundation of my family. The purer it is, the more promising it will be.
To maintain the purity of the bloodline, one must not allow intermarriage between one’s own family members and those outside the family.
Actually, this kid is really good, and I like him too, but what can I do
Everyone has a different destiny. It is an honor enough for him to be so prominent.
Yue Qing, you and Su Yu are different from him. As long as you work hard, you will become immortals. You are the hope of my Su family at the beginning of this massacre. Don't let me down, and don't destroy the north and south. "
An Rongrong closed her eyes and said, "I know."
A trace of vigilance flashed through my heart at the same time.
Because the arrangement made by the head of the family is actually doubting himself.
But because he is also a member of the Su family, he hopes that this power will be smoothly transferred back to his family, and Su Yu is this person.
It doesn't matter whether you are a member of the same family or not.
Su Yu successfully took over the power from herself, and everything might change next.
In other words, he will receive all support on the surface, but the real support will be given to Su Yu.
The head of the family said: "Yue Qing, your uncles and I are actually very optimistic about you and Su Yu. Only when you are together can we old people retreat with confidence."
An Rongrong glanced sideways and saw that the other four kings and seven princes were all smiling and looking at her as if they would have a son soon.
estimate…
Han Tianhou is the only honest man in this palace.
So, he's out.
The head of the family continued: "Don't worry about Han Tianhou's nonsense. He has become confused after the last incident. You are my daughter, how can I doubt you
Blood testing is completely unnecessary. "
"Thank you, Master, for your trust..." An Rongrong nodded. She made a quick calculation in her mind and knew that Su Yu's incident was unavoidable. This was obviously the decision of the entire upper class of the Su family, so she decided to exchange something.
She took a deep breath and said slowly: "My daughter still has something to ask for."
The head of the house smiled.
When you enter the bargaining stage, the transaction is already half done.
"you say."
"My daughter wants to ask for an initiation for Feng Nanbei to enter the eleventh realm."
The head of the family did not speak, and glanced at the four kings and seven princes under the stage.
After a while of silence.
King Dongling suddenly said: "Yueqing, you also know that the initiation of the eleventh level of my Su family is extremely rare. It is not appropriate to give this kind of initiation to a foreigner with thin blood."
An Rongrong understood what he meant.
This is what everyone present meant.
This doesn’t mean it can’t be done;
But... add some chips.
Therefore, An Rongrong kicked the ball back and asked, "What does King Winter Ling think is appropriate?"
Everyone was silent again, and their lips seemed to move slightly.
Then, King Winter slowly spoke: "We old guys, don't we all think that the younger generations can live a good life
You are not young anymore. You are still busy with so many things every day, and no one helps you to share the burden. We elders feel extremely distressed when we see you.
Really hope someone can help you.
As for this child Su Yu, you will know it once you have met him. He is very affectionate towards you, and he is so talented that he is almost a monster. He has had great opportunities in the Wu family.
Let him help you, and Su Bingxuan will do all the hard work for him.
From now on, you should stay closer to him. When you get married and have children, we old guys can really retire. "
An Rongrong said: "Don't force things of feelings."
King Dong Ling said: "What do you call reluctance
Yueqing, you don't really like Feng Nanbei, a foreigner, do you
Although he has entered the ancestral home, it cannot change the fact that his bloodline is thin. He is a foreigner in his family.
If you insist on being with him, you are harming him. "
An Rongrong understood what "hurt him" meant.
The scene suddenly fell into silence.
After a long time, An Rongrong suddenly said: "When can we arrange the initiation for him?"
King Dongling seemed to be wrong and replied: "Su Yu will be back the day after tomorrow."
An Rongrong said: "I'll go see him."
The Winter King said no more.
This time it was the head of the family who spoke. The head of the house nodded: "The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh, and the resources given to him for initiation are also a reflection of the fairness of our Su family. Then let's arrange the initiation for Feng Nanbei the day after tomorrow.
As for the magic fire seeds, with the information you provided about the robbery land, we can already arrange for the dead men to go to the robbery land to pick them, and give him one when the time comes. "
The time was stuck for a day, obviously to see An Rongrong's performance.
And this she could no longer refuse.
Because this is the best deal that can be reached after all the confrontations and testing of each other, both openly and secretly.
The head of the family took a deep look at An Rongrong and suddenly said: "Daughter, come with me, I will take you somewhere."
"yes… "
"Perhaps, you know too little about my Su family, or you have forgotten some things. I will take you to recall them."
An Rongrong's lowered eyes suddenly condensed, "Yes..."
The head of the family waved his hand, and the four kings and seven princes retreated. He also turned around and went down to the hall, "Come with me."
His voice seemed soft and cold, and there was no emotion or sadness in it.