The bright moon sits on the ground

In the afternoon, the Nie family sent a servant to Wangshan Inn to pass a message to Nie Qiu, reminding him to remember to go back to Nie's mansion tonight.

Although Nie Chi meant to ask Nie Qiu to have dinner at Nie's mansion, but? Nie Qiu knew that this meal was destined to be unsettling, so he ate something in advance with Fang Qisheng in the inn to cushion his stomach, so as not to be hungry when the time came. Visit the Lantern Festival on your belly.

As the evening approached, Xiao Xueyang curiously took Huang Sheng to watch the stall owners prepare their goods. They made an appointment to meet at that time on the stone bridge across the small river where the lanterns were placed. As for whether they could meet, ? Then it is purely a matter of fate.

Fang Qisheng asked Zhou Ru to help rent a carriage in advance - the driver is probably also a member of the Devil's Cult,? He was very silent,? His foot was solid, and he seemed to be someone with a foundation in martial arts.

On the way to Nie's house, Nie Qiu said, "By the way, I will trouble you to wait in the carriage for a while."

After thinking for a while,? He added: "If there are no accidents, I should be able to come out soon."

Fang Qisheng didn't know what Nie Qiu was up to before. He only knew that he had to go back to Nie's house before going to the Lantern Festival.

This afternoon, according to what the young servant from the Nie family said, it is likely that Nie Qiu will have dinner at the Nie Mansion first, and then the whole family will go to the Lantern Festival together.But Nie Qiu showed a different look in front of Fang Qisheng, as if he didn't plan to have dinner at Nie's mansion at all, nor did he plan to go to the lantern festival with his family.

In short, Fang Qisheng felt that Nie Qiu would never make a move to drag him and Nie's family to the lantern festival.

Don't say whether it's embarrassing or not, just say that if you meet someone from Jia's family on the road? That's also unclear.

So Fang Qisheng agreed, and when the carriage arrived at Nie's mansion, Nie Qiu opened the curtain and got out of the carriage. After entering the Nie's mansion, he suddenly thought of what Nie Qiu said to him one night seemingly unintentionally. .

"Actually, you don't need to let Zhou Ru cut off my retreat."

"I had nowhere to go."

"If the leader is willing to take me in, then of course I will not refuse."

The tone was very light, and the eyebrows and eyes were drooping, as if talking about other people's affairs.

May I ask, for Nie Qiu, what is his way out?

Fang Qisheng gradually felt that his heart was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe, and all kinds of experiences of Nie Qiu after the collapse of Shenyun Pavilion came to mind.

He really has no way out.

Because the Nie family had never provided him with a shelter from the wind and rain.

Then why did he return to Nie's house at this time?

To come back is to leave.

While thinking, Nie Qiu stepped across the threshold of the Nie Mansion.

The manager who was over half a century old was not there, and the gatekeeper changed to a porter who was four or five years older than him. Nie Qiu thought it looked familiar, so he took a second look. Unexpectedly, the porter looked at him with a smile on his face. A little shy, he asked, "I don't know if Mr. Nie still remembers me? The villain was blind before, so he didn't recognize Mr. Nie, and almost drove you away."

As soon as he said that, Nie Qiu had an impression.

It was when he returned to Nie's house from Shenyun Pavilion in disgrace, that one said, "The fourth son of our Nie's mansion was born with a dignified appearance, with a phoenix and dragon appearance, like a banished fairy. How can you be a beggar who can pretend to be like that?" , and the young concierge, who wanted to drive him away, was very embarrassed after recognizing him, and sat with him at the gate of Nie Mansion all night.

Seeing that Nie Qiu seemed to remember, the young concierge rubbed the back of his head and said, "I happened to go back to my hometown to visit relatives a few days ago, so you met another concierge when you came back, and he was temporarily guarding the gate for me."

"Well, I remember you." Nie Qiu smiled lightly, stopped, groped for a while, and found that he really didn't have any valuable accessories on his body. Fortunately, the clothes he was wearing today were prepared for him by Nie Chi in the past. He simply tore off a night pearl attached to the silk ribbon at the corner of the sleeve, and threw it to the young concierge, "This is to thank you for not urging me in with the manager at that time."

The concierge hurriedly caught the glowing night pearl, a little surprised, and was about to return it when he looked up and found that the fourth young master had already gone in, leaving only a blurry figure from his back.

The concierge next to him finally couldn't bear it any longer, and came over to look at it for a long time, envious, "You are really blessed."

"Don't talk nonsense." The young concierge carefully put away Ye Mingzhu, and scolded, "I'll return it to the Fourth Young Master when he comes out."

Nie Qiu had no idea what the two people at the door were thinking. When he followed the manager's call and entered the main hall and sat down, all he could think about was when he should say the farewell.

For Nie Qiu, it was more about taking this opportunity to settle things.

The kindness of nurturing for more than ten years, family affection and hatred are intertwined, and they are already inseparable from each other.

He didn't want to make the relationship with Nie Chi too tense, but this matter should not be up to him.

Because he had to tell them clearly in front of everyone in the Nie family that he would never step into the Nie family again.

Only when the matter is pushed to the point where it cannot be turned around, will Nie Chi understand that Nie Qiu never jokes with him.

After the meaningless greetings, all kinds of meals were brought up one after another.

The Nie family has a lot of rules, and they pay attention to not talking when eating or sleeping, so when everyone moves their chopsticks, no one in the main hall talks anymore.

Until Nie Qiu's voice broke the dull atmosphere.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten what they were going to do, their chopsticks were hanging in the air, and they looked at Nie Qiu in a daze, as if they didn't expect that he would break the rules of the Nie family at this time, let alone that he would make trouble at this time .

Before Nie Qiu opened his mouth, Fang Qisheng was the first thing he thought of.

He always felt that Fang Qisheng had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and the leader of the Demon Cult was probably getting impatient.

So he had to solve this long overdue matter as soon as possible, leave here, and go to the Lantern Festival with Fang Qisheng.

Then, he pursed his lips and continued.

As long as you open your mouth, the rest is easy to say.

"Father, this is the last time I will call you that." Nie Qiu's voice was exceptionally calm, echoing in the main hall where there were no other redundant voices, "I came to Nie's house today not to have this dinner with you and Go to the Lantern Festival happily—seriously, you probably don’t know that I was never happy when I was in Nie’s house, because you don’t care.”

Nie Chi suddenly felt that his face was dull, and cursed sullenly, "Nie Qiu, what nonsense are you talking about? Shut up!"

Nie Qiu ignored him, and glanced lightly over the brothers and sisters at the table. Seeing that all of them lowered their heads, they didn't dare to say anything, and they didn't dare to look up at themselves and Nie Chi, and suddenly felt ridiculous.

"I don't want to make our relationship too rigid." His eyes gradually turned cold, "So I'm talking to you calmly now, Nie Chi, please show respect and don't treat me like that again." The vice-elder's shelf to teach me."

Nie Chi laughed angrily, and slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table, "Although I don't know what you want to do, but as long as you live, you are a member of my Nie family. How dare you face me?" These brothers and sisters of yours uttered wild words to your parents and elders? Nie Qiu, do you not even have a conscience if you can say such things?"

When Nie Qiu heard that word, he was silent for a moment. He didn't expect that Nie Chi would directly want to tear his face apart. He even felt a little dizzy for a while. What he wanted to say before was submerged in the tide of his heart, and he was slowed down for a few seconds. Zhong Hou said again: "Okay, then it is my fault. I will not hinder your eyes anymore, and you don't need to tell me these things. I have already taken care of the caravan. Even if I leave it alone, it will not affect the normal circulation. As for all the property that the Nie family has provided to me, I will return it one by one in the future..."

He took out the letter he wrote a long time ago from his arms and put it on the table.

The fingers pushed the letter forward, touched the bottom rim of the wine glass, and then stopped.

Looking at Nie Qiu's actions, Nie Chi realized that he was serious about what he said, but he was so angry. Looking at his fourth son, he really felt that he had raised a wolf-hearted, dog-hearted person who didn't know what to do, so he looked at him coldly. He laughed at him: "From the time I brought you back to the Nie Mansion when you were two years old, to now, for 18 years, I have not asked you to earn half of the honor for me to come back. When you are sick, I will guard you until you wake up. If your clothes are torn and small, I will ask someone to add new clothes for you. If you can’t eat anything, I’m afraid that you’ll be hungry in the middle of the night, so I order the cook to cook hot porridge for you, just to nourish your stomach and let you have a warm drink. I have to try my best to wake you up in advance."

He asked: "Nie Qiu, is this the reward you gave me? Let me ask you, is your heart never warm?"

Nie Qiu listened to Nie Chi's words without saying a word, and then finally made a move.

Picking up the wine glass at hand, Nie Qiu turned his wrist and poured all the wine in it to the ground. The sound of dripping was like the sound of rain washing against the eaves.

"Yes." He said softly, as if he was muttering to himself, unable to hear the sadness and joy, "My heart is cold, and I can't cover it."

The wine cup made of white porcelain was thrown on the ground and fell into pieces of lotus petals. Nie Qiu thought that it would be impossible to close it again.

He pushed away the wooden chair, did not stay long, walked around the pile of debris, turned and left.

That's it, he thought, everything is over, no one should continue to torture anyone anymore.

When stepping out of the main hall and passing through the corridor, there were maids and servants who couldn't help casting strange glances at Nie Qiu along the way.

It wasn't until he reached the gate of the Nie Mansion that Nie Qiu felt alive, and his fingers finally felt warm.

The young concierge didn't expect him to come out so soon, so he straightened up quickly, took out the night pearl from his bosom, called his name, stretched out his hand, held the night pearl, and handed it to him, intending to return it. go back.

"I've already given it to you, so you don't have to pay me back." Nie Qiu didn't stop to leave, but just looked back at him, then squinted his eyes, looked past him, and said something to someone who didn't know, " goodbye."