Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 158
The capital, the Palace of the Regent.

In Tingfeng Garden, there are large patches of roses blooming, and the fragrant fragrance blows in through the half-closed window with the breeze.

On the carved golden nanmu bed, light gauze hangs down, and a woman's nightmare voice comes from under the curtain: "Don't, don't come here."

In the room, the man's gloomy eyes fell on the bed, and there was a dreadful chill all over his body: "Heavenly Shamen!"

He clasped his hands tightly, narrowed his cold eyes and said, "Tie Yi, ordered Qingyun Thirteen Wolves to immediately wipe out the Tianshamen, and asked them to come back with the head of the silver-faced young master."

"Yes!"

Following Yuan Xiangfeng, the guard called Tieyi clasped his fists in response, then turned and walked out.

After Tie Yi left, Yuan Xiangfeng looked back at his son, and asked in a blunt tone, "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry about it, my lord."

Yuan Qingchen's cool voice was full of sarcasm, and he didn't even give him a look, as if standing in front of him was just an insignificant stranger.

"Rebel!"

Yuan Xiangfeng let out a roar, trembling with anger.

But Yuan Qingchen at the side turned a blind eye, and said in a faint voice: "Yonghua needs to rest, please go out and teach me a rebellious son, so don't disturb her."

"you……"

Yuan Xiangfeng rubbed his head with his hands, but the pain in his heart was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

For so many years, he has been trying to ease the relationship between father and son, but every time it is self-defeating, so that now it is getting worse and worse, like an enemy.

Yuan Xiangfeng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of sadness, as if he had aged several years overnight.

He turned away, stopped looking at his son, turned around and walked out.

Yuan Qingchen heard the sound of footsteps walking away, he still stood there without moving, only his eyes were covered with a layer of frost and mist, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Brother Yi, why are you doing this?"

Nie Junhua's voice woke Yuan Qingchen up. He blinked, walked over quickly, and asked her warmly, "How do you feel? What's wrong?"

Nie Yonghua shook his head: "I'm fine."

As she said that, she raised her head to stare at Yuan Qingchen and asked: "Brother Yi, can you have a good talk with Yifu sometime?

Wouldn't it be nice to open up to each other and speak clearly? "

Hearing this, Yuan Qingchen smiled coolly: "Open up? Why haven't I tried it? But what about him? He has always regarded me as his shame.

For so many years, he didn't set up a spiritual throne for his mother, didn't allow her to enter the original family's ancestral hall, and even didn't allow me to worship her, just because she was just a humble brothel girl. "

Nie Yonghua frowned, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

In fact, she knew that Yuan Qingchen's dead mother had always been the knot between him and Yuan Xiangfeng.

But there are some things, she also has doubts: "But I don't think the adoptive father may be ruthless to the adoptive mother, otherwise why has he not been married for so many years?"

Everyone in the world knows that Yuan Xiangfeng has never married a wife for so many years.

Yuan Qingchen sneered: "He has never married, not because he has feelings for my mother, but because..."

He hesitated to speak, with a painful expression on his face.

After a long time, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's useless to talk too much, you should rest well. Brother will definitely avenge you!"

Nie Yonghua remembered how the silver-faced young master treated her frivolously in the cave, and anger and fear rose in his heart.

That person is like a demon from hell, who wants to drag her into hell together, and there will be no redemption!
(End of this chapter)