Dianxia Qingcheng

Those people opened their mouths and wanted to say something more, but they were frightened by Chengfeng's sharp eyes, and they really didn't dare to say anything for a while.

Chengfeng was about to stand up, but Jiang Yubai grabbed his wrist.

"……never mind."

Jiang Yubai raised his head, his face turned pale.

Seeing what he said, Chengfeng didn't say anything more.

The few people at the door hurried away knowingly. They dared to provoke Jiang Yubai, but they were a little afraid of Chengfeng. Chengfeng looked cold-blooded and carried a sword with him. He didn't look like a good person.

Jiang Yubai didn't rest for long, and came to the mourning hall again, intending to continue the vigil.

As a result, the relatives of the Jiang family invited a wizard who did things from somewhere, and the wizard stared at Jiang Yubai and Chengfeng for a long time, then pointed at Chengfeng, "He can't go in. "

Jiang Yubai asked, "Why?"

The sorcerer pinched his fingers seriously, and said solemnly, "The bloody aura on his body is too heavy, don't enter to disturb the soul."

Chengfeng said to Jiang Yubai, "Then you go, I'll wait for you here."

Jiang Yubai glanced at him and nodded.

Many other relatives of the Jiang family gathered in the mourning hall, and some were distant relatives who hadn't seen each other for a long time, and came specially to attend the funeral of the old grandmother.

Over the years, Jiang Yubai has had very little contact with the Jiang family. He has already become an unfilial son in the eyes of everyone, and now he has become a target of public criticism.

It seemed that everyone blamed him. It was all his fault for not being able to come back in time, for not letting the old grandmother take a look at her beloved grandson before closing her eyes, and for not letting the old man go away without worries.

No one cared whether he felt the same regret in his heart, self-blame and guilt were almost driving him crazy these days.

But more, it is still the sadness of losing the closest relative.

Jiang Yubai has been kneeling on the side of the mourning hall, and people keep coming in to kowtow to the coffin, crying, Jiang Yubai has been kneeling for a long time, and his knees are a little numb.

He stood up, walked to a place where there were few people, and when he was about to continue kneeling, he suddenly heard two people talking behind a plain white curtain.

"You said how much the old ancestor loved him. If he didn't see him, he would pass on all the family property to him. Then what are we people who have taken care of her for so long? Do you think we are servants!"

"Keep your voice down. Fortunately, Jiang Yubai came back late. I don't know that all the family property has fallen to him. I guess he left after finishing his coffin. At that time, we will find a way to slowly transfer the family property from his name." Just move it out."

"It's not thanks to my trickery. The ancestor probably knew that he was going to die when he asked me to send the letter to him. I was delayed for more than half a month before sending it out. If he received the letter in time and rushed back If so, maybe we can be kicked out now..."

Before he finished speaking, the man's eyes widened and he was speechless.

Jiang Yubai opened the curtain and walked in front of the two people, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at them tightly, looking a little scary.

"Say what you just said again!"

"Yu, Yubai...we just..."

With a crisp "pa", Jiang Yubai slapped the man without hesitation.

The other person was shocked and stammered, "Jiang Yubai! We are your elders! You, how dare you be so rude!"

Jiang Yu Bai raised his hand and gave that person a slap, louder than the one just now.

"Elders? You are not worthy!"

The commotion here disturbed the other people in the mourning hall, and the crowd gradually gathered around. Seeing the two elders being slapped by the younger one, they couldn't help but start to teach Jiang Yubai a lesson, chattering like nothing else. It is to call him a white-eyed wolf, unfilial son, ignorant of etiquette, contradicting his elders and the like.

Jiang Yubai closed his eyes, let them scold for a while, and then shouted, "Enough!"

His eyes were flushed, and he scanned the faces of the people around him.

Most of these people are greedy for the property of the Jiang family. In fact, they have long forgotten that he, Jiang Yubai, is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family. Let them bully you to the top.

The people around fell silent, and Jiang Yubai sneered, "I know what each of you are thinking about An De, you don't need to pretend to be sad and compassionate, are you happy in your heart? Finally, we can divide the family property it, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were ugly, and their thoughts that had been held back for a long time were directly exposed in public, and everyone couldn't get down from the stage.

An old man shouted, "Come here, quickly take down this villain. Although the old ancestor is gone, the Jiang family's family rules are still there. Take him down and deal with them!"

Before anyone could rush up, Jiang Yubai suddenly turned around and walked towards the door.

He walked to the front of the coffin, then knelt down neatly, and kowtowed three times. There were red marks on his forehead, and some blood streaked out.

Then he stood up staggeringly, but his eyes were extremely determined.

"From now on, I am no longer a member of your Jiang family. If my grandmother is gone, even if the former Jiang family is broken up, I, Jiang Yubai, have nothing to do with you anymore!"

"But, remember, what should be mine, no one can take it away, I will take it all back!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yubai walked out of the mourning hall step by step in front of everyone.

After stepping out of the gate, Chengfeng was still waiting outside the gate.

Jiang Yubai didn't even look at him, and continued walking.

Chengfeng didn't know what happened to him, but he saw that his footsteps were sloppy and there was blood on his forehead, so he stepped up and followed behind him.

Jiang Yubai continued walking, walked out of the gate of Jiang's house, and came to the street.

There were no people on the street. The city was already under the jurisdiction of the barbarians, so there were some barbarian soldiers on the street.

Jiang Yubai walked aimlessly and turned into a tavern.

He ordered several jars of wine, and began to drink on his own, without saying a word, his eyes were also gray, without the light of the past.

Chengfeng was sitting beside him, watching him drink one cup after another, one jar after another.

I have never seen Jiang Yubai like this before. He is so depressed that he has no vitality at all, as if all his spiritual support has been taken away by someone.

It wasn't until after he got drunk that Jiang Yubai's pale cheeks began to slowly turn rosy, and his eyes were covered with water vapor.

"Grandmother... Grandmother... I miss you so much..."

Jiang Yubai lay limply on the table, murmuring unconsciously.

"...I'm sorry...I came back late...Are you...are you blaming me..."

As he was talking, he actually started to cry aggrieved, "...you must be blaming me...you are blaming me...I know..."

The more he cried, the more sad he became, the tears kept flowing, all flowing into his sleeves, his eyes were a little red and swollen from crying, he looked fragile and helpless.

"...When I was young... they all bullied me, saying that I had no parents...you were the only one who treated me well and protected me everywhere...I know, I'm not likable at all, but you said, what you like the most is I"

Tired of crying, Jiang Yubai picked up another glass of wine, and wanted to drink it down, but someone grabbed his wrist, and then the glass was snatched away.

—A cold voice rang in my ears, "You are drunk, you are not allowed to drink any more."

Jiang Yubai pursed his mouth, and burst into tears, "I want to drink...you leave me...I drink...I'm not drunk...not drunk..."

He struggled and threw himself into Chengfeng's arms, and while he was throwing back, he used both hands to search around him, trying to find the wine glass just now.

Chengfeng suffocated for breath, firmly grasped his troubled hands, and tore him off his body.

But as soon as it was pulled off, Jiang Yubai's tears started to fall down, like a child who made a mistake, completely without the cleverness of the past, and would only cry once Repeat over and over again, "Give me back...I want to drink...Give me...you give me..."

Then he persistently climbed onto Chengfeng, sat down on his lap, and hugged his neck tightly without letting go.

Chengfeng didn't dare to pull him anymore, for fear that he would cry again, so he could only let him spray his scorching breath into his neck, and even rubbed against it a few times.

Jiang Yubai lay on Chengfeng's shoulder, closed his eyes, and suddenly leaned into his ear and asked softly, "You... take me home... okay..."

Chengfeng froze, "Come down, I'll take you back to Jiang's house."

Jiang Yubai seemed to be afraid that he would tear himself off, so he hugged him tightly again, "No...not going back to Jiang's house...back to your house..."

After thinking about it, Chengfeng tore Jiang Yubai off his body, and took him out of the tavern before he continued to cry. Instead of going back to Jiang's house, he found an inn to live in.

It was not easy to get Jiang Yubai onto the bed. After he was drunk, he was completely different from when he was sober, just like a clingy child.

After settling him down, Chengfeng blew out the candlestick, and was about to get up to leave, but suddenly a hand stretched out from the bed, and tightly grabbed the hem of Chengfeng's robe.

He turned around to look, and could only see the person on the bed against the faint moonlight, with a pair of dark and bright eyes gleaming.

Then a black figure got up from the bed, pulled Chengfeng's neck, and warm breath came up.

"you……"

"Don't go, please... stay with me..."

The next morning, after Chengfeng woke up, he was alone in the room. He had never slept so deeply before, and he didn't even notice that the person next to his pillow had left.

Today is the day when Jiang's grandmother was buried. Jiang Yubai came to the cemetery early. He watched the group of people busy and didn't go forward, but just watched from a distance.

After waiting until those people had left, Jiang Yubai walked over slowly.

He stared blankly at his grandmother's tombstone for a long time without speaking.

Enough tears had been shed, and they were about to dry up. Jiang Yubai knelt down and kowtowed to the tombstone.

Sensing someone approaching from the corner of his eye, Jiang Yubai raised his eyes to look over, but saw Chengfeng also knelt down and kowtowed with him.

He knocked a few times, and Cheng Feng followed suit.

After standing up, Jiang Yubai suddenly smiled, "What are you knocking on?"

As soon as the words came out, I realized that my voice was a little hoarse.

Chengfeng stared at Jiang Yubai's face without speaking, but saw a little blush slowly appear on that fair cheek.

"Look... what are you looking at! Don't look!"

Jiang Yubai yelled, and then walked away, "Let's go! Go home!"

"I want to sell property!"

Not all of the Jiang family's property was in Jiang Yubai's name, but most of it was left to him, and this old house was also in his name.

Jiang Yubai sold everything that could be sold, except for the old house, but he made people drive out all the other people who lived in the old house.

He reserved this house for his grandmother, not for those people.

The people who were kicked out of the house were all crying outside. Without this old house, they would have nowhere to live.

Jiang Yubai didn't even show his face, he stared coldly for a while, then turned and left.

But the imposing manner of his departure was there, but it was a bit awkward no matter how he walked.

Chengfeng asked behind him, "What happened to your leg?"

Jiang Yubai suffocated his chest suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay!"

Then he rolled his eyes so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to the people behind him, and walked faster.

Helplessly, it was really uncomfortable, Jiang Yubai almost tripped over himself as a Chuangchao.

Chengfeng quickly supported him, "Last night..."

Jiang Yubai interrupted him loudly, "How dare you mention last night! I, I...you, you..."

He faltered for a long while without saying anything, Chengfeng looked bewildered, but Jiang Yubai was pissed off again.

He used to think that His Highness's soft, glutinous little white rabbit temperament would allow Pei Zheng to rub and round him. He didn't expect that Jiang Yubai would capsize in the gutter one day and was almost tortured to death.

Jiang Yubai turned his head and left, Chengfeng supported him by his side, and asked in a soft voice, "How about I carry you?"

"do not want!"

"I hug you?"

"do not want!"

Later, the two of them did not return to the imperial capital, but met up with His Royal Highness outside the city.After that, the imperial capital was broken.

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