intangible heritage

The spring is cold, and the willow trees on the bank are tipping, and the green is covered with a thin layer of frost.

In this chilly season, the ruler of the Qin family, Qin Sheng, passed away, causing the calm Frost City on the lake to suddenly become turbulent, with continuous ripples. For a time, all forces were eyeing each other in the dark. How could they take advantage of the danger and occupy the Qin family? territory.

After all, the heir of the Qin family is an outsider who is not useful.

But no one expected that Qin Sheng overturned the previous will before his death, and inherited all the property of the Qin family to his second son, Qin Xun, who had been wandering for many years.

And Qin Rong, who was originally designated as the successor—has nothing but a name.

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Qin Rong woke up in a dream, and the aftermath of treachery and darkness permeated his whole body. He picked up the glasses from the bedside table and put them on. But calm without waves.

"Father," a soft voice came out from under the soft quilt, a pair of delicate little hands patted Qin Rong's arm, as if to comfort, "Go away, nightmare, go away, nightmare."

The plain and indifferent expression suddenly softened, Qin Rong whispered: "I'm sorry, Dad woke up Niannian again."

"I'm awake. I'm not sleepy. Dad didn't wake me up." Qin Nian rubbed Qin Rong's arm with a round face like a bun, and climbed into Qin Rong's arms with hands and feet.

The fragrance of milk and the smell of shower gel poured into Qin Rong's arms together, which greatly comforted Qin Rong.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion downstairs, Qin Rong frowned, his narrow and beautiful eyes were cold, he put Qin Nian on the bed, "Dad, go down and have a look, you stay on the bed, okay?" ?”

Qin Nian hugged the quilt tightly, and said softly, "Okay."

Today is the seventh day of Qin Sheng's life. On the funeral day, many guests will come to pay respects, but——

Four twenty-eight.

Hurry up to reincarnate with Qin Sheng?

And it seemed that someone was arguing, and the sound of quarreling and shoving gradually came from downstairs.

Qin Rong put on her clothes, buttoned up to the top button, her fair and slender neck was tightly covered, revealing an inviolable aura.

He supported the stairs and walked downstairs slowly. A bunch of strong men in black and trousers flooded into the large and empty living room, making the servants tremble with fright, and the Qin family's original bodyguards were not there at this time. I know where to go.

The leaders of the few were sullen, with an air of not to be messed with all over their bodies.

It's all alpha.

Qin Rong looked at them in a flat voice, "If you are here to express your condolences, please wait in the side hall first."

But his voice was clear and clear, like pearls falling into a jade plate, the noisy living room was instantly calmed down.

"Yo," one of the leading men has a scar on his left eyebrow, and when the corners of his eyebrows are slightly raised, he looks extremely sinister, "Master Qin, brothers are all rough people, it's really not good to quarrel with you." What a shame."

He said sorry, but there was no sign of apology in his words.

Qin Rong said condescendingly: "Since you have self-knowledge, please move away."

The men in black sneered one after another, looked up at Qin Rong with disdain, and said with a scarred face: "Young master Qin is chasing customers?"

Qin Rong remained calm, and the silver-framed lenses reflected a thin light, "You are a guest if you are courteous." He straightened his cuffs and smoothed out the creases he had made inadvertently, "If you don't want to go to the side hall, please go back."

Scarface touched his chin, with a provocative smile on the corner of his mouth, "Aren't we going back or going?"

Qin Rong even gave them stingy eyes, and said coldly: "Uncle Chen, call the police, saying that someone broke into a private house."

The people in the living room laughed loudly, "It scared me to death!"

At this time, the door was pushed open, and another voice interspersed with the laughter, flamboyantly, with a tone full of sarcasm, "Young Master Qin, what a big show, I took my brother back to my home, how could it be trespassing?" Residential."

Qin Rong's movements of turning around and going back were stiff, his blood seemed to freeze in an instant, he involuntarily stroked his neck with his fingertips, and stroked the bite marks that faded into a white mark underneath through the thin clothes.

After so many years, he still feels pain.

The few men in the lead quickly stopped laughing and backed away, making way for the visitor, and shouted in unison, "Brother Xun."

Qin Xun, no—

It's Jiang Xun.

Cracks suddenly appeared on Qin Rong's calm face, and countless complicated emotions came out of it. He pursed his lips and looked at the man who had already stood in the center of the living room.

Although he is called brother by a group of strong men, the man looks like he is only in his early twenties, with a stern facial outline and a layer of hostility between his brows and eyes, which is far from the person in Qin Rong's memory, but it seems that nothing has changed .

Qin Rong's lips trembled slightly, and he blurted out, "Ah—"

"Father," a childish voice interrupted him, Qin Nian huddled by the stairs and softly called Qin Rong, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Qin Rong suddenly came back to his senses with a shudder, and instinctively stood in front of Qin Nian, as if afraid of being seen by Jiang Xun, but it was too late, dozens of pairs of eyes in the hall saw clearly.

Seeing this little guy who appeared suddenly, Dao Scar's face was startled: "Brother Xun, I didn't find out who this Young Master Qin has a cub with?"

After seeing Qin Nian, Jiang Xun's handsome face, which was full of hostility, became a bit darker. He mocked, "Maybe it was born by Young Master Qin himself."

What he said was not heavy, but in the quiet Qin residence, every word was clearly audible.

Scarface really believed it: "When will alpha be able to give birth?"

Jiang Xun glanced at him sideways, and pointed his fingertips vaguely towards the small figure at the top of the stairs, "Ah Ze, accompany Xiaoza... the young master of the Qin family to the toilet."

Scarface replied: "Okay, Brother Xun."

Qin Rong turned to block Scarface, pursed his lips and confronted Jiang Xun condescendingly.

A moment of silence.

"Master Qin," Jiang Xun laughed suddenly. There was a thin scar at the corner of his eye, which trembled. "Don't be nervous, Aze is very good at coaxing children." He took out a cold object from the interlayer of his clothes and held it in his hand. Playing casually, "Don't worry, I didn't come here for Young Master Qin, but if..."

He lifted the object carelessly, and the black muzzle of the gun was facing Qin Nian's tender forehead.

Qin Rong's breathing tightened suddenly, and Jiang Xun was smiling, but he clearly saw the killing intent flashing across his face.

The bodyguard disappeared, he had nothing to defend himself, and he couldn't protect Qin Nian either, but if Jiang Xun wanted to kill Qin Nian, he didn't need Scarface to do it, he had enough.

Qin Rong stepped aside and whispered to Qin Nian, "Let this uncle take you there, okay?"

Qin Nian nodded, grabbed the corner of Scarface's clothes with his small arms, and smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle."

Scar's face turned sullen, and he seemed a little at a loss, he didn't know where to put his hands, "Cough, the brat is quite fearless."

Jiang Xun wobbled lazily in the air, shaking his index and middle fingers, and threw things to the nearby subordinates. The other subordinates wisely dragged the servants away. In an instant, only Jiang Xun and Qin Rong were left in the overcrowded hall of the Qin Residence. Looking at each other from afar.

"What?" Jiang Xun tilted his head, with a smile on his lips, "Master Qin wants to talk to me like that?"

One is above and the other is below, the distance is only about ten meters, but it seems like an abyss.

The visitor was not kind, and Qin Rong knew it in his heart. At this time, he should try to escape, but his feet seemed to be disobedient, and he walked towards Jiang Xun step by step, until his hair was blown by the wind, and he could touch Jiang Xun. jagged jaws.

In his memory, Jiang Xun was only half a finger taller than him, but now Jiang Xun needed to raise his head slightly to see his face clearly.

Jiang Xun walked around behind Qin Rong and looked around the hall of the Qin residence, "Nothing has changed, nothing has changed," he leisurely wandered around like a visitor.

Qin Rong's nerves were tense, his lips parted slightly, and he was about to speak.

Jiang Xun kicked Qin Rong's knees violently. Qin Rong groaned in pain and fell to his knees unsteadily. Jiang Xun grabbed his hair and pulled it back. exposed.

The smile on Jiang Xun's lips deepened and gradually filled with malice. He bent down and hugged Qin Rong's ear, and said casually, "You haven't changed."

"..." Qin Rong blushed in pain, his neck was thick, and his narrow and beautiful eyes glistened with water, while Jiang Xun sniffed at his neck, showing no intention of letting go.

The sweet aroma of orange blossom poured into Jiang Xun's nasal cavity, and the smell of alpha pheromone made him, who is also an alpha, frown, but after smelling it carefully, another strong fragrance of pheromone was hidden deep in the orange blossom Underneath, Jiang Xun sneered, "No amount of alpha pheromones can stop the smell of your omega pheromones."

He peeled off Qin Rong's clothes with the other hand, and Qin Rong, who was letting him toss, suddenly reacted and struggled violently. His thin body was twisting desperately in Jiang Xun's arms, his eyes were full of fear, "Don't! Let me go." -"

"Pretend what?" Jiang Xun pulled Qin Rong's hair tightly, and jokingly said, "I've been fucked so many times by the old man, and you pretend to be a loyal woman in front of me?"

As he spoke, he ignored Qin Rong's resistance and yanked Qin Rong's neckline open. Qin Rong's neck, which had been imprisoned for a long time, came into view again. Qin Rong's body trembled. hold the body.

Qin Rong's neck is like a piece of sheep's fetus jade, fair and flawless, but there is a flesh-white bite mark on the left shoulder, which destroys the overall beauty.

The bite mark was so light that there was only one mark left, and it could be seen that it had been a few years old.

Jiang Xun scratched the bite mark with his fingertips, and a strange look flashed across his face, and then he sarcastically said: "The old man is not even willing to give you a mark, what kind of morals do you keep for him?"