Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The two grew up together since they were young, because Yun Lang read more books than Xiao Shuo, he was often not serious, and would tease Xiao Wangye whenever he found an opportunity.

I didn't want the latecomers to take the lead, but turned the other side over.

Xiao Shuo was more resolute than him, and if he dared to say it, he might not be afraid to do it.Yun Lang was at a loss, lost direction under his feet, and drifted into the fence of Qianguo Duke's Hunting Manor for a while.

General Yun Shao has a long history of family education, and his skills are amazing since he was a child.It was very easy to recover from the redness in the face, and when he came back to his senses, he had completely stood firm on the other side of the wall.

"who?!"

In the courtyard, the servant was patrolling around, when he heard the movement, he immediately drew his knife out of its sheath: "Come out!"

Yun Lang never thought that the servant of the former Duke's mansion would be so brave, he immediately restrained his breath and squatted behind the haystack in the corner.

After a few breaths, another person rushed over: "Have you found it? Who is it?"

"I don't know." Someone said, "It's still the same as before, only the sound is heard, and the rest is not seen."

"Could it be that the snow crushed the wall?"

Someone speculated: "The snow is too heavy tonight, our hunting village has not been repaired for a long time, maybe something is damaged..."

"If it collapses the wall, it's fine. I'm afraid some traitors will sneak in. The current situation, don't be careless."

The leader of the family will sweep around, and said in a deep voice: "Quickly search, we must find it!"

……

Yun Lang pressed his forehead, taking advantage of the wind and snow to hide in the corner.

There are quite a few servants in the Duke's Mansion, and they scattered to search everywhere, and for a moment everyone stared at them, and it was too late to climb over the wall to get out.

Yun Lang was helpless at the moment, tried his best to keep his figure short, and went around the wall to find someone: "Xiao Shuo! Hurry up and call me back."

Since Xiao Xiaowang came to find Lord Qian, he had always had a more or less thorough plan, and at this time, it was inappropriate to beat up the servants of the old Duke's mansion for no reason.

Yun Lang didn't know Xiao Shuo's arrangement, so he didn't intend to make trouble, so he knocked hard on the wall a few times, and lowered his voice: "What's the arrangement on your side, is it okay to cry while holding Duke Qian's leg?"

Duke Qian's hunting village, the two of them came to this hunting village with the princess a few times when they were young, the walls are not very strong, and they can faintly hear the movement from the opposite side.

After a while, Xiao Shuo heard his voice from outside the wall, and came over: "Wait and see."

"No matter how quiet you are, you won't be able to watch!" Yun Lang was a little anxious, "Hurry up, make an idea, or throw a few thorns on my back."

Xiao Shuo was on the other side of the wall, probably shaking his head: "It's freezing cold, all the thorns have been used to burn."

Yun Lang was very worried: "Then what should I do?"

The servant was searching around, Yun Lang couldn't stay in one place, he walked slowly against the base of the wall, tried his best to recall the interrogation method he had heard people said: "The wind and snow have also been set up, there is no way to make amends, roll the nailboard Spinal stick, cut off an arm, danced in the clothes of a little girl, cut three times and six holes..."

"...Yunlang." Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment, but finally couldn't figure it out: "Why do you always mix this matter with other things so naturally?"

Yunlang paused, and coughed dryly: "Didn't all the ancients do this? Caiyi Yuqin..."

Xiao Shuo didn't notice it for a while, but he was able to explain it a little bit by citing scriptures, and he pondered for a moment on the other side of the wall.

"Can you make up your mind quickly?!" Yun Lang glanced back at the servant, moved forward, and said as he walked, "It seems that there is another person squatting in the corner in front of me, which has already alarmed them. Right now, there are people everywhere. Search people, if you still can’t figure it out, I’ll—”

Xiao Shuo had no choice but to follow him, and circled half a circle outside the wall: "What?"

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo failed to hear his response, so he knocked on the wall twice: "Yun Lang?"

Xiao Shuo was separated by the wall and didn't know what was going on inside, so he couldn't let go of his mind: "But they've been searched? Don't fight with them, you try to get out first."

Yun Lang squatted in the corner, murmured: "...I won't do anything."

Xiao Shuo's heart sank: "How many people are there in front of you?"

Yun Lang had a complex mind and body: "One."

With only one servant, Young Master Yun could easily knock him out with a fan, if he didn't make a move at this time, he might be caught by something.

Xiao Shuo frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Can't you handle it? Try to protect yourself first, don't teach them to hurt you, I'll call the door—"

"You can yell louder, and you can tear down the door." Yun Lang murmured, "It's best to lure everyone over there, and restrain them for a while, it's a bit inconvenient for me..."

Xiao Shuo became more and more anxious when he heard this, "Yun Lang!"

Yun Lang sighed, and squatted in the corner under the cover of the firewood pile, looking at Lord Qian, who had the same gloomy expression in front of him.

……

Colorful clothes entertain relatives, lying on ice begging for carp.

Young Master Yun held his breath, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and helped the old man pluck a straw ear hanging from his eyebrow.

King Yan came to pay a visit to his grandfather, and stood outside the hunting village for most of the day against the wind and snow.

Finally, just like the rumors, without any explanation, he ordered people to tear down the fence and half of the gate of the hunting village very fiercely.

The servants didn't dare to use force, they surrounded him with all their strength, and after persuading and obstructing him for half a day, they finally hoped for the arrival of the Duke who had been missing for half an hour.

"Master Biao brought someone along and said that this door is not good, so he insisted on tearing it down."

The family general failed to persuade him, and knelt down in disgrace: "It's because the guards are not strong enough, master—"

The family general was stunned for a moment, looking at Yun Lang who was following behind the old Duke, he was stunned for a while, and slowly widened his eyes.

Lord Qianguo held his hands behind his back, glanced at the mess everywhere, snorted coldly, and walked into the room without saying a word.

Yun Lang saw Xiao Shuo at a glance, and was about to go over on tiptoe, when he heard a deep shout from behind: "Get over here!"

Yun Lang paused, and turned back obediently.

Xiao Shuo frowned, stretched out his hand to grab Yun Lang firmly, and stepped forward a few steps: "Duke."

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you are getting better and better."

Duke Qian glanced at the two of them, with a cold expression on his face: "Not only do you know how to fight against the old man, but you are also more courageous, and you don't need to recognize me as a grandfather anymore."

Xiao Shuo didn't know why Yun Lang suddenly asked him to open the door, but now he made up his mind, without saying a word, went over and knelt down: "Grandfather."

Yun Lang came close to the side and wanted to kneel down, but Xiao Shuo raised his hand to stop him.

Yun Lang was a little anxious, wanted to talk to him, bent down and whispered: "Wait a minute, listen to me—"

"You shouldn't say this."

Xiao Shuo said calmly: "Your personal soldiers have brought a thick fur for the stove, you go to warm it up first, and then speak after you recover."

Yun Lang hesitated to speak, hesitated for a while, then went to hug the stove and squatted beside Xiao Shuo.

"Today's incident, it's my fault that I didn't know the seriousness, and teased and messed with him, so that I lost my sense of proportion for a while."

Xiao Shuo withdrew his gaze: "No wonder Yunlang offended."

Lord Qianguo came back and looked at him with his hands behind his back: "Is it your fault again?"

Xiao Shuo whispered: "Yes."

"The old man just had nothing to do, he walked along the wall to relax, and fell from the wall out of thin air."

Duke Qian was almost unbelievable: "Could it be you who threw it in?!"

Xiao Shuo glanced at Yun Lang and clenched his fists: "Yes."

Yun Lang: "..."

Duke Qian didn't expect that he would dare to agree, he stared at Xiao Shuo for a while, then sneered, "Okay, okay."

"You made up your mind to protect him in everything, didn't you?"

Lord Qianguo was from the army. When he got angry, he looked around and pulled out a wooden stick about an inch thick: "If you want to be beaten, kneel down!"

"Grandfather is old, and getting angry hurts his body."

Xiao Shuo knelt calmly, firmly guarding him behind his back: "If you want to be beaten or punished, all you have to do is order."

Yun Lang squatted on the side, pressed his forehead, and sighed.

The grandparents and grandchildren hadn't said a few words in these years, and the servants in the whole place were familiar with such things, and they didn't dare to persuade them. They were frightened and quietly dispersed, holding firewood and blocking the door with all their strength.

The wind and snow are getting colder.

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, but still knelt on his knees.

Duke Qian was so angry that he gritted his teeth and raised his stick to hit Xiao Shuo, but before it landed on Xiao Shuo, another figure knelt in front of him.

Yun Lang knelt solemnly, put the stove aside, fell on the snow, and kowtowed to the old man.

"Why, one or two have to do this to the old man, and you also want to be beaten for him?"

Duke Qian's face turned cold, and he sneered in a deep voice: "I really thought the old man would soften his heart—"

Yun Lang took two steps on his knees and said in a low voice, "Grandpa."

Duke Qian's footsteps stopped, his gray eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he looked away coldly.

"I won't be beaten for Xiao Shuo."

Yun Lang said honestly: "The wind and snow are so heavy, it's too cold, I want to go in first."

Duke Qian: "..."

Lord Qianguo hadn't seen a kid from the Yun family for some years, and when he saw Yun Lang kicking his nose and face, he was amused for a moment: "You dare to speak, are you afraid that the old man will chop you with a knife?"

"Chop it up." Yun Lang whispered, "I can still hear it for Grandpa to relieve his anger."

Duke Qian opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer it, and stared at him in puzzlement.

Yun Lang finally figured out why the grandparents and grandchildren had been arguing so much until today, and firmly pressed Xiao Xiaowangye, not allowing him to say another word: "You beat Xiao Shuo first, I'll go in and drink some tea to warm myself up." come out."

"However, there is a little bit of wind and snow, and I am ashamed to say that I can't stand it."

Duke Qian looked at Yunlang for a while, then turned back coldly: "You two were not so delicate in the past, think about it these years—"

"In these years, Xiao Shuo supported Prince Yan's mansion by himself, burdened with a blood feud and kept his eyes open, exhausting his heart and soul."

Yun Lang took the initiative to answer the words: "I ran for my life everywhere, slept in a ruined temple, rolled over a ravine, and got injured all over my body, and I haven't recovered yet."

"It's not as healthy as it was when I was young after being ruined like this."

Yun Lang sighed softly: "Naturally, you can't walk on the fence like a flat ground and treat the wind and snow like nothing..."

Lord Qian Guo squatted by the wall for half an hour, watching Yun Lang fly in from outside the wall as if walking on a level ground, and fell to the ground.

He hadn't seen such nonsense in a few years, looking at Yun Lang, he didn't know where to refute: "You—"

"It took a lot of effort for me to turn it in."

Yun Lang sighed: "It's a pity that no one saw it, and no one can testify for me."

Yun Lang looked to the right: "Brother General, did you see me come in?"

The general's defense was weak, and he looked ashamed: "My father-in-law, the subordinates have never seen it."

"It's a pity." Yun Lang sighed, and looked to the left, "Brother Ding, did you see me coming in?"

The servant only heard the voice, was a little stunned, and shook his head: "I never..."

Yun Lang nodded, regretting: "They didn't see it."

"Naturally...you are the dignified Duke of the state, and the third division of Kaifu Yitong."

Yun Lang: "It's also absolutely impossible to use the breath-holding technique to avoid our guards in heavy snow, squat in the corner of our hunting village, and eavesdrop on our conversation outside."

Yun Lang was sincere and sincere: "It wouldn't be because I accidentally alarmed the guards, causing a group of people to search around, and had to hide behind the pile of firewood."

Yun Lang: "Therefore, you will never see me coming in."

Duke Qian: "..."

Duke Qian's anger rose from his heart: "Bastard, don't think that this old man really dares to beat you! You—"

Yun Lang was about to speak, but inadvertently choked on the cold wind, and coughed loudly.

He is thin now, so thin that his clothes are a little empty.The cough could not be relieved, and his strength was exhausted, so he supported himself on the snow with one hand.

Yun Lang's face was pale, suppressing coughing, and he tried his best to smile at him bravely: "Don't worry about beating me up, I will never run away, I'll give you a good beating..."

Duke Qian slapped his hands high: "..."

Xiao Shuo couldn't bear it any longer, raised his head, and wanted to stop him behind him.

Yun Lang knelt in the snow, crumbling, and kicked the man back without a trace: "To tell you the truth, now the two of us are struggling in the court, and we were too tired to last."

"A while ago, Xiao Shuo had already found a cemetery with good geomantic omen. He just waited for when he was lucky enough to die together and buried him for a hundred years."

Yun Lang lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "You beat us up, just let go, don't worry about anything..."

"Nonsense!" Duke Qian couldn't listen any longer, and was furious, "A child with a yellow mouth who is only a few years old is full of life and death!"

"Isn't it just the messy things in the court! You've been bullied to the end, and you feel disheartened?"

Lord Qian's eyes widened with anger: "One or two have backbone, but they only know how to scratch their heads. They don't know how to borrow help from outside, and don't know how to ask for help! Now they come here to complain about their grievances. In the early years—"

Supporting the snow, Yun Lang slowly knelt down and lowered his head.

Lord Qianguo clenched his teeth and stared at him.

Yun Lang still wanted to coax the old man with a few more words, and gently revealed the matter, but when the words came to his lips, he grabbed the wooden bunny in his sleeve, but he couldn't say it.

Yun Lang sat for a while, then knelt down.

He closed his eyes, pressed his forehead against the cold snow, and made no sound.

Duke Qian's eyes were red, his chest heaved several times, and he turned around with a cold face.

Yun Lang finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, closed his eyes, slowly retracted the heat in his eyes, fumbled with his hands a few times, and pulled Xiao Shuo's sleeves.

Xiao Shuo frowned, and helped him up from the snow.

According to the agreement, Yun Lang didn't ignore Xiao Shuo anymore, smiled at him, and said softly, "It's okay."

Xiao Shuo grasped his wrist and pulled him into his arms: "Stop talking."

"Grandpa used to be the commander of the imperial army anyway, and he stayed in the court for so many years. Although he was full of grief and indignation at the time, and he was bewitched by others, after these years, he has already figured it out."

Yun Lang leaned against him, pointing: "It's not you, you can't say even half a nice word, and you come here every year to piss people off."

Xiao Shuo's shoulders tensed silently, and he lowered his eyes: "It's my fault."

"I don't blame you either. You support Yan Wang's mansion by yourself, and everyone is the target of criticism. Everyone is staring at you. If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces."

Yun Lang muttered loudly: "You don't dare to get too close to Grandpa, because you are afraid that something will happen to you in the future, and you will implicate the Qianguo Palace again."

Xiao Shuo didn't want him to say any more, took the stove and put it in Yun Lang's arms, and wrapped him tightly with a thick fur.

Yun Lang was really cold at the moment, coughed twice, and suppressed his breath: "Grandfather didn't give in, nor did he want to see you but was embarrassed to see you, so today, he didn't hide in the wall, and quietly listened to us in the wall. movement outside."

Yun Lang leaned against Xiao Shuo's arms, his words were correct, and he kindly emphasized: "The servants have been looking for you for a long time, it's not because grandpa overheard me saying that you vomited blood, and you stepped on a pile of firewood because of a moment of nervousness..."

Duke Qian couldn't listen any longer, he strode over and spoke harshly: "I can hear you!"

Feeling at ease, Yun Lang pushed Xiao Shuo out: "Beat him."

Duke Qian: "..."

Lord Qianguo looked at Xiao Shuo, and for a moment he couldn't figure out why he didn't tie up the boy hand and foot and throw him out the first time he saw Yun Lang today.

After finally easing the atmosphere on both sides, Yun Lang looked back and forth, seized the time to talk about Xiao Shuo, and silently mouthed: "Quick, say something nice, it will make Grandpa feel bad..."

Xiao Shuo hugged him and closed his eyes: "Grandfather."

Lord Qianguo was so angry by Yun Lang that he didn't know how to get angry, he turned his head to look at Xiao Shuo, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Shuo whispered: "You... hurt Yunlang."

Duke Qian: "..."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang missed one word, and he was almost worried to death: "Tell grandpa to love you..."

"You love him." Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, "Please... tell him on behalf of my mother, don't make him feel sad."

In the middle of Yun Lang's speech, he was stunned and turned his head.

Duke Qian slowly tightened his eyebrows, looked at Yun Lang's bewildered expression, stood still for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Go in first."

Xiao Shuo took two steps on his knees: "Grandfather—"

"Go in! Didn't you see how frozen he was?"

Lord Qian gave him a hard look, gritted his teeth and said, "Go make ginger soup and bring tiger bone wine."

The servant came back to his senses, hurriedly escorted the two of them into the outer hall for receiving guests, and ran to prepare according to his words.

Duke Qian watched coldly, watching Xiao Shuo carefully place Yunlang on the couch.He stood there for a while, then walked over, half-bent down and stared at Yun Lang closely.

Yun Lang had just shaken off the matter of the old man squatting in the corner, feeling a little guilty for a moment, coughed: "Outside..."

"What are you screaming for?" Duke Qian said coldly, "Who is your grandfather?"

Yun Lang was slightly taken aback.

At the beginning, both of them were still young, and they ran around behind the princess all day long.Seeing that Xiao Shuo had so many relatives and elders, he was very jealous and yelled.

Except that the parents didn't call together, everything was called after Xiao Shuo.

After something happened, Yun Lang actually knew that he shouldn't open his mouth like this anymore.

He stroked the small wooden carving in his sleeve, and after a moment of silence with downcast eyes, he tried his best to smile, and calmly said: "Guo——"

"The old man's granddaughter promised to give it to you." Duke Qian stared at him coldly, "Why don't you?!"

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo tightened his arms and raised his head.

Yun Lang fell into the trap without realizing it for a moment, swallowed dryly, and murmured: "Predecessors... as the predecessors said, Rong and Di are not destroyed, so they are not allowed to form a family."

"You don't even want to be engaged!"

Duke Qian has held back his breath for several years: "You are not willing to ask you to look at each other. Did the predecessors say that Rongdi is immortal and won't let you see the little girl?!"

Lord Qianguo only has this one precious daughter, and the other sons are useless to King Duan, but the daughter born to the eldest son looks at Shui Ling, very similar to Princess Duan's temperament.

Lord Qianguo watched Yunlang grow up, and he couldn't help but say that he snatched Yunlang's birth date from a group of old officials who wanted to marry his daughter and granddaughter.

As a result, Yunlang didn't even look at each other from the beginning to the end, and rushed to the northern border with a gun in his hand.

Duke Qian stared at him sternly: "Or...you have too high a vision, you despise the old man's granddaughter, and feel that you are not worthy?"

"Definitely not!" Yun Lang categorically denied, "Your old granddaughter must be very much like a princess, how can you use the word disgust!"

The more Yun Lang spoke, the more indignant he became, he slapped his legs and stood up: "Whoever dislikes it, I'll beat him up!"

Xiao Shuo was slapped on the leg by him, frowned, and said in a low voice: "My cousin, if I want to go, I will go, what trouble are you making?"

"Your sister, isn't it my sister?" Yun Lang said nonsense, "What's the difference?"

Xiao Shuo looked better after hearing him say this. He rubbed his leg that was numb from the slap of Young Master Yun, lowered his gaze, and stopped talking.

Duke Qian became angry when he saw this stuffy grandson who looked like a gourd, and he became even more angry when he saw Yunlang. He turned over the old account angrily: "I heard that the first emperor asked someone to ask you personally, but you still swear that it was Princess Duan who secretly chose you. It's..."

Yun Lang shrank his neck, feeling guilty for a while.

He was really not interested in these things at the time, he was very annoyed, and he was chased endlessly.He simply blocked both ends, swearing to the first emperor that the concubine Duan had been selected, and to the king above, he insisted that the first empress had someone he liked.

The two sides couldn't confront each other, and they thought that his place had been roughly settled, and they were fooled by delaying one or two delays.

Yun Lang didn't know what was going on with the little granddaughter of Duke Qianguo's family, fearing that she would bring up the old matter before she was betrothed, she bit her tongue and said, "Princess, the concubine has indeed chosen for me."

Lord Qian looked at him coldly and asked, "Who did you pick?"

For a moment, Yun Lang couldn't remember who he picked at that time, so he poked Xiao Shuo, and motioned him to think of someone for him as soon as possible.

Lord Qian Guo looked at the two people's eyebrows, glanced at Xiao Shuo, and said in a deep voice, "Tell him which one your mother and concubine showed him."

Xiao Shuo clenched his fists, shook his head, and remained silent.

Yun Lang became angry for a while: "You—"

"Don't talk about him." Duke Qian pressed Yunlang's head firmly, "Which one? Say it!"

Yun Lang gritted his teeth, unable to figure out why Xiao Wangye didn't say a word for him when it was so important, he was angry: "He."

Duke Qian was stunned: "Who?"

"Just him."

Yun Lang went all out, took out the jade pendant, and bit the bullet and made it up: "This is the gift of engagement."

Duke Qian took a glance, his eyes were completely rounded.

Yun Lang had no idea what this jade pendant was for or what it was famous for.In a hurry, he decided to rely on the scriptures he had read over the years, stumbling and making up random things: "Look at this Pisces, it's actually a knot of sympathy. The carved flowers here are full of children and grandchildren."

Yun Lang pointed at random: "Did you see these hollowed-out places? This is a secret text, it is Xiao Shuo's birth date..."

The jade pendant was entrusted by King Duan and engraved by a jade craftsman himself. Duke Qian couldn't stand it: "I know!"

"This cloud pattern is—"

Yun Lang was still making up, but halfway through, he suddenly realized: "Huh?"

At first, Lord Qianguo thought that it must be Yunlang's nonsense, but now when he saw this jade pendant, even if he didn't believe it, he suddenly had seven or eight doubts.

Lord Qianguo looked at Xiao Shuo inexplicably, then at Yunlang, then at the hem of the two people's clothes that were crooked and entangled, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Xiao Shuo has been silent since just now. Yun Lang wondered if this man was frozen, and he couldn't care about him for a while, so he coughed dryly: "Guo, duke—"

"What kind of Duke is it?" Duke Qian said in a daze, "Isn't it Grandpa that you've always called?"

Yun Lang thought in his heart that this was too much to change the court order at noon, but the atmosphere was inexplicably weird at this time, and he didn't dare to refute, so he obediently changed his words: "Grandpa."

"At that time, you were escorted to the execution ground."

Duke Qian was a little uncertain for a moment, so he took a closer look: "It was said that you...are pregnant with the old man's great-grandson."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang: "..."

Lord Qianguo had a complex expression: "Are you... still there?"

Yun Lang himself almost forgot about the twins, his vision was dark, and he had a headache: "How did you know?"

"It's all made up." At that time, Yun Lang just felt bored before his death, and wanted to make some fun to watch, but now he regretted it, "There is no such thing, and I don't have the ability..."

"Not really."

Duke Qian stared at the jade pendant: "Otherwise... this jade pendant should not have been given to you."

Lord Qianguo didn't know what to say for a while, looked at Yun Lang, and weighed his words carefully: "The old man is not really angry with you these years. It's just trying to save face, knowing that I misunderstood you, but I don't know how to apologize to you, so don't hold grudges against the old man. "

Yun Lang couldn't help laughing: "If you say this, you're going to kill me."

Lord Qianguo: "Don't ... blame the grandson of this old man for this."

Yun Lang: "?"

"Harmony." Duke Qian was determined, "The old man's great-grandson and great-granddaughter."

"No such thing!" Yun Lang was very worried, "I really can't give birth!"

"If you can't give birth, you can't give birth, you two—"

Duke Qian looked back and forth. He was used to being a soldier. At this moment, he didn't know what posture to put on when facing his grandson, the concubine, who was engaged to marry and accept gifts: "Luan and Luan sing together, and the qin and qin are on the same score. Xiao Shuo My mother and concubine like you the most, seeing you two getting along, I am definitely happy."

Lord Qianguo reprimanded his grandson: "From now on, don't throw people in from outside the wall."

Yun Lang was still shocked by the new usage of "Luanfeng and singing, qin and se in the same score". For a moment, he didn't know if he tapped some acupuncture point of the old man, so he raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a while, then said in a low voice, "Okay."

"What Xiao Shuo's concubine wants to see the most is that you two are happy and safe, growing up well."

Lord Qianguo endured the pain in his heart, took a deep breath, and taught Xiao Shuo's mother: "When a son returns home, he should belong to his family."

Xiao Shuo whispered: "Okay."

Lord Qianguo looked at Yunlang, he had always treated Yunlang as a nephew and a junior, he was very rude, now he suddenly changed his identity, and he was very uncomfortable: "You...mother, I am most afraid that you will be on the edge of your horn, and what will you do? I blamed it all on myself. That's why I entrusted Xiao Shuo to you, nailing your last breath."

"I didn't explain it to you on purpose, just to drag you down, and don't tell you to throw your life away easily when you can't bear it anymore."

Duke Qian glanced at Yunlang, and said in a low voice, "Don't be sad because of this in the future."

Yun Lang's chest ached, he didn't speak, he lowered his head and smiled.

"Since it's... coming back to visit relatives." Lord Qian got up and gave way, "Go in and talk."

The current situation is too weird, although Yun Lang has not recovered from the old man's words, he still instinctively feels that something is wrong.

He looked around, dragged Xiao Shuo and wanted to discuss a few words in a low voice, but Xiao Xiaowang had already picked him up by the roots and entered the inner room firmly.