little son-in-law

Nangong Jingshen, five years have passed, what changes will your arrival bring?The Rong Jin you are talking about has already died in the court hall of Qian'an Palace.The person standing in front of you is just a commoner named Mo Nanjin, the father of three children, the husband of a woman, the pillar of the family, a man who just wants to live peacefully in a remote town , if you can, you can see your children grow up, and then one day, they will leave quietly without a trace, and they do not belong to this world. Maybe it would be best for everyone to leave quietly ending.

It is impossible to say that Mo Nanjin didn't expect this day to come. When he decided to leave five years ago, he expected such a day to come, sooner or later.After all, he never underestimated Nangong Jingshen. How could such a person who grew up at the peak of this dynasty be a good person to get along with?

"Are you going to stand here with me forever?"

Suddenly feeling hot air on his neck, Mo Nanjin raised his eyes and saw a tall and slender figure, Xuan Jin's coat was already soaked, and he was less than a palm away from him, and he took a step back indistinctly.

Nangong Jing snorted softly for no apparent reason, and found a chair in the hall to sit down.

The three children were frightened all the way, and now they fell asleep crying tired. Xiao Mo and Yu Yang took the children to the room in the inner courtyard. Without Nangong Jingshen's order, the soldiers would not dare to come in. Now there are only two of them in the hall.

"I don't know..." Mo Nanjin pondered for a while. Five years ago, maybe he could still call Nangong Jingshen by his first name, but today, looking at the difference in their identities, "What is your name this time?" How can I teach you?"

Nangong Jing heard the words deeply, raised her sword eyebrows slightly, and then her tone of voice sank in an instant, "Rong Jin, you won't forget how you left five years ago, right?"

"Then, are you really planning to arrest me this time when you come this time?" In his current capacity, he actually went out of Beijing in person, which really gave him enough face.

"It's good that you understand." Nangong Jingshen tapped the table twice with her index finger knuckles, and the bluish blue fingers on her slender fingers touched the table. The clear and regular knocking sound echoed in the empty hall, and Mo Nanjin was ignored. The sarcasm in his mouth, looking at the person in front of him without a trace, seems to be a lot thinner than five years ago, doesn't it mean that he has been living here in peace and stability without contending with the world?

At this point, the two of them didn't know what to say for a while, and the tranquility at the beginning was restored in the hall.

Fushun quietly poked his head out of the door again, holding a set of clean clothes in his hands. It has been half an hour. These two masters are still covered in wet clothes. Although it is midsummer weather, it can't be like this. Originally, this The next time the master came out, he traveled day and night all the way, eating and sleeping in the open air, and then poured such a heavy rain, although the master was in good health, but if he had a cold, he would have to walk around, but this No matter how you look at it, the atmosphere between the two masters feels... It's not that swords are on the verge of breaking out, and of course it's even more impossible to be warm and affectionate. It's just that it's strange that he doesn't dare to step into the door for unknown reasons.

Nangong Jing rubbed the center of her eyebrows deeply, sighed and said, "Xiao Shunzi, come in."

Fushun bowed in response, and entered the door swiftly.

"Where is your room?" Nangong Jingshen suddenly turned to Mo Nanjin.

"What are you going to do?" Mo Nanjin looked alert.

"What do you think I want to do?" Nangong Jingshen took two steps forward and leaned forward, the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, a narrow smile flashed in her quiet and deep eyes, and she shook the clothes in her hand: "You won't let me Shall I change in the living room?"

"The guest room is next to it." Mo Nanjin took another step back and frowned secretly. What he said just now was because he was afraid that he would find that Yuyang's daily necessities were not in his room, and he would become suspicious. He didn't know what Nangong Jingshen was thinking. went.But just now it seemed that he was too anxious.However, after being exposed to the rain, his whole body was sore and painful. He could clearly feel the loss of his strength and his inability to concentrate. He knew in his heart that this could not go on like this. The horse's feet will be peeled off by him and uncovered layer by layer.

"Your room." Nangong Jingshen insisted.

"You..." Mo Nanjin only felt a breath in his chest, his eyes darkened, his body swayed imperceptibly, then he stabilized, looked up and smiled confidently: "I'm afraid it's too convenient? After all, now my wife and The kids are in the room."

Hearing this, Nangong Nangong Jingshen laughed coldly, "I forgot, you are married and have children now. It seems that the children are four or five years old, right? You really don't waste any effort, count the days , are you still on the way to escape?" After a pause, his cold eyes shot straight at Mo Nanjin, who lowered his eyes slightly to avoid his gaze, clenched his hands hidden under the black sleeves and forced himself Let go, and continued with a half-smile, "Rong Jin, you are really capable, and you are worthy of being the son of Lord Rongxi. You said that Rong Ji is also your younger brother, why didn't you inherit the abilities of your father and son?" What about it?" Nangong Jingshen regretted it as soon as she finished speaking, and Lord Rongxi was the knot between them.

Sure enough, Mo Nanjin's face darkened, and he turned to a sarcastic smile, "You are wrong, how can I be compared with the current emperor's son-in-law, and besides, why is the son-in-law my younger brother? Isn't the Rong family full of five years?" Everyone has been massacred before, and the whole family has been executed? Rong Jin pleaded guilty and punished, and was sentenced to death in Qian'an Palace, and Prince Rongxi threw himself into the flames in his palace?" Rong Ji?How could he recognize his younger brother, and how could his father recognize his son?

"You clearly know..." Nangong Jing's eyes flashed something quickly, and she hesitated to speak.

"You know what? You didn't mean to kill our Rong family? Did you know that you didn't kill my father and me? So I should welcome you with joy today?"

"Rong Jin."

"Sorry, I was rude just now." Mo Nanjin took another step back, avoiding his outstretched hand, he has now retreated to the door, the cold rain sprinkled on his body, which made him a little sober, Mo Nanjin insisted on it, But your head is getting dizzy, Mo Nanjin, you need to be more rational, now is not the time to talk about these things, everything in the past has passed, and it is meaningless to pursue these things, what you have to do now is to stabilize the present, Mo Nanjin You mustn't lose your sanity here.The fingers grasping the door frame behind him were pale as snow.

"Rong Jin..." Why is his face so pale, without a trace of blood?

Nangong Jingshen's unfinished words were interrupted by two childish figures running from afar. "Daddy" "Daddy"

The identical pink and white satin tops, the light green thin summer trousers, the identical green ribbon wrapping heads, the identical eyebrows and eyes are very similar to their father, and it is impossible for anyone to believe that they are not father and son, right?The last faint hope in my heart collapsed when I saw the appearance of the two children.

The two children scrambled to snuggle into their father's arms, stretched out their arms to wrap their arms around their father's neck, and said something coquettishly, which aroused the father's doting and helpless smile.

The Rong Jin he had seen could be indifferent, stubborn, talk and laugh freely, calm and elegant, noble and clean, and... But he never thought that he could laugh so contentedly, so happy?

"Daddy, I just woke up and couldn't see Daddy. I was so scared. I thought Daddy went to his new home by himself and didn't want us."

"Hmph, coward."

"Daddy, just now my brother was so scared that he almost cried." Xingzhi immediately pointed out not to be outdone, he wasn't the only one who was afraid.

"I don't." Jing Zhi coquettishly rubbed his small face close to his father's.

"Yes, yes, no, Jingzhi and Xingzhi are the bravest." Mo Nanjin smiled tolerantly and shrank her neck timidly.

It was raining heavily outside the door, and in the corner of the door, the father and son formed a world of their own, as warm as a clear sky.

It is obviously such a beautiful and peaceful picture, why does my heart hurt so much?The pain spread, and it seemed that the whole body was numb.

"Master!?" Fushun called softly, why are the master's fingertips stained with blood?

Ming Ting followed Jing Zhi and Xing Zhi, and stood outside the door watching this scene indifferently. If I had known today, Nangong Jingshen, would your original insistence remain unchanged?

After a long circle, it turns out that we will eventually lose, Rong Jin, it turns out that even if you are not my brother-in-law, we will eventually become strangers.

Rong Jin, I have been trying my best to walk by your side, but now, Rong Jin, what stand should I take to stand by your side.

Should I really let go this time?So what is the five-year wait?He was never willing to believe that such a proud and stubborn person would choose such a decisive way to leave, so he tried hard to find it, and five years later, it turned out to be such an ending!That's right, Nangong Jing smiled self-deprecatingly, it was always his wishful thinking, Rong Jin never promised anything, plus that incident five years ago, maybe now Rong Jin would not want to see him, and How can we stay together?

"Master?" Nangong Jing's face suddenly became exhausted, she turned around and went into the next room without saying yes or no, and Fushun hurriedly followed behind to serve her.

Sensing his departure, the smile on Mo Nanjin's face faded a bit, and he stroked the soft hair of the two children: "Let's go back to the room too."

Mo Nanjin got up and staggered.

Ming Ting took two steps forward to support him, with a look of anxiety on his face, and said, "Young Master, what's wrong with you." The arm in his hand was very hot through the already soaked clothes. "Master, do you have a fever?"

"It's okay, go back and change your clothes, just take a hot bath, you can ask Xiao Mo to bring a pair of home medicine to my room." Here, it's not like anyone who has a headache wants to hire a doctor Yes, there is only one pharmacy in the town, and the consultation fee is not cheap. Most people know some herbs that can treat minor ailments, and they usually pick them up when they go to the mountains, just in case they need them from time to time. The Mo family also prepared some. The body is okay, but in fact, it doesn't take much.