Fuck you

Ming Chen stood silently for a while, raised his head and looked at Ming Rong Lan: "Got it."

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a sparkle in the eye sockets, which was about to fall.Ming Ronglan's eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart immediately collapsed in pain.

Ming Ronglan walked to Ming Chen's side, and gently hugged him: "The things have been packed, and the boys from the Ning family and the Jiang family are here too, you can go out."

The thin little man in his arms let out a muffled "Mmm", Ming Ronglan let go of him and found his eyes.

The big eyes were still clear, the tears were probably held back, Ming Ronglan patted him on the shoulder: "If you dare to disgrace my Bai Ze in Ziwei Palace, I will break your legs."

The quarrel that lasted all morning was resolved by Ming Ronglan in a few words. Ming Chen had no objections, and dared not have any.

The last time my brother got angry and locked him up for 20 days. He was the only one in the cold and empty ancestral hall. Even though he was covered by his parents' tablet, he still felt chilly and ghostly on his back at night.He didn't want to go through that day again.

Mingchen patted Kaiming Ronglan's hand, and snorted: "How is it possible, with Mi Shu and Jiang Xuan here, it's not my turn to be ashamed!"

Ming Ronglan smiled, the smile was shallow and fleeting.He looks good, but his expression has been dull for a long time on weekdays, and there are inevitably some difficult cold fronts in his temperament. Even if he smiles, it is mostly a sneer or sarcasm with unclear meaning. Mingchen can rarely see it on his face. Seeing this kind of smile like the spring breeze blowing on the face of an old father.

Ming Chen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt sore in his heart.

"Brother." He hugged Ming Ronglan's waist again, but this time Ming Chen didn't have any reluctance, only his love for his brother remained, "You have to take care of yourself, can you visit me when you have time?"

Ming Ronglan didn't understand her younger brother's spirit at all: "Well, you should go, why are you dawdling?"

Ming Chen said: "I'll be able to leave as soon as I get my things, those few are just slowing down, especially Jiang Xuan."

Before the words fell, a voice sounded from a distance outside the door: "Mingchen! What are you dawdling in, I'm waiting for you!"

Mingchen Black Line: "..."

When I went out, I saw Jiang Xuan, Ning Yuning, Qi Wai and seven or eight direct descendants who followed, and a large area of ​​purple and red almost blinded Ming Chen's eyes. He walked over and squinted at Jiang Xuan: "Are you so fast? It was your brother who followed behind to urge you."

Jiang Xuan sneered: "Come on, let's see who we are waiting for now!"

But there is nothing wrong with what Ming Chen said, Jiang Xuan is very particular about going out, the clothes should be ironed without any creases, the hairbands should be bluegrass-scented, there should be no dust on the bottom of the shoes, and the bowl of porridge in the morning had to be marinated for three days Sanye couldn't exceed an hour, and it happened to be a small ice sculpture that had grown for a month.

Ice sculpture is a fish species unique to Qingqiu. It tastes very good, but the production is less, and only the noble sons of the clan can eat it every day.Jiang Xuan likes the porridge made by ice sculptures, especially the porridge that agrees with his request.

Jiang Gong, as the emperor of Qingqiu, naturally doesn't want to see his younger brother doing things endlessly all day long, that's all he usually does. He squatted outside Jiang Xuan's room and waited in person early this morning, not to mention the porridge, the shoes were all worn yesterday I haven't had time to change it.

Ming Chen pointed to the three boxes of luggage placed outside the yard: "I packed it yesterday, and I was talking to my brother in the house just now, waiting for you, and we made an appointment to leave at Si Shi, and now it's past Si Shi, don't tell me I'm not waiting for you to drink that ice porridge."

Jiang Xuan was bored when he was tidied up by Jiang Gong early in the morning. He didn't have time to change his shoes and went out, but he always felt as dirty as two piles of shit under his feet. When Ming Chen said this, he immediately became angry.

"I'm tired of drinking ice sculpture porridge every day. Today I'm the fastest. I went to Chouhuashan Ningyu and I'm still wearing socks! Don't deny it when I explain Chen. We waited outside for a long time. Your family The servants are lingering and won’t bring us in, they must know that you haven’t gotten up!”

Ning Yu, who was shot in the knee with an arrow, grinned: "Oh, I said, what are you talking about me for? I'm just wearing a sock! The meal is ready!"

Some of the younger students who had been silent all this time secretly covered their mouths and laughed.

Jiang Xuan was angry, turned around and scolded: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you go and see if you have all your belongings? If I go up and find that my things are missing, the children of Qingqiu will punish me by copying the family rules ten times! "

Clan rules are stinky and lengthy, and since they were established, they have become a powerful tool for killing and killing disciples of all clans. Let alone copying them ten times, even five times, they can directly ascend into the sky.

Ning Yu was dumbfounded. He felt that he was arrogant enough in the clan, but he didn't expect there to be someone who was more arrogant than him. This was a bullying, arrogant and unreasonable dude.

Ning Yu covered her mouth and asked Ning Qi quietly: "Third brother, did Jiang Xuan get beaten up by his brother this morning?"

Ning Qi shrugged: "Eighty percent."

After Jiang Xuanyi gave her orders, Gao Gui turned her neck back and turned to Ming Chen: "Let's go, Young Master Ming, if you wait any longer, it's time for lunch."

Qingqiu and Baize were originally the closest two clans. Later, because of Jiang Sui's murder, they thought it was all caused by Junyan. Since then, the relationship between the two clans has gone from bad to worse. On the surface, they are brothers and family members, but in private, there are constant small frictions.

The most intuitive expression is that the younger brothers of the young emperor are young, high-minded, and most of their emotions are expressed on their faces, so it is inevitable to compare with each other everywhere.

Even if they don't talk about it, they will compare their looks, studies, and cultivation in their hearts. Except for similar family backgrounds, they will not let go of anything that can be compared. Anyone who can surpass the other party will be proud of it.

There is no way, young people are just so big-hearted and naive.

Jiang Xuan's eyes were provocative, and his words were stinging, but Ming Chen just looked at him and snorted coldly, waved at the two disciples of Bai Ze who followed behind him, and walked around him.

Ming Chen's laziness and Jiang Xuan's senseless anger, as long as he is not really angry, it is usually enough for him to say a few mouthfuls, but Jiang Xuan loves to argue with him, and he can only sulk silently when he doesn't lift Jiang Xuan , exactly.

No, Jiang Xuan stomped his feet and cursed in a low voice, and was pushed out by Ning Yu.

There were more than a dozen carriages parked at Taniguchi, all snow-white horses, except for a few bright red carriages sandwiched between them.No need to ask, these eye-catching carriages must belong to the Ning family.

The sons and brothers of the four ethnic groups took a carriage, and the rest of the carriages took the children of various ethnic groups and specially pulled luggage.A group of Haohao Tangtang set off on the road and took off from the mouth of Baize Valley.

The neat team of Pegasus horses looked like a mutated white dragon, and the red scales looked dazzling and strange.