Dianxia Qingcheng

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

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

"…never mind."

Jiang Yubai raised his head, his face turned pale.

Seeing him say so, Cheng Feng didn't say any more.

A few people at the door hurriedly left. They dared to provoke Jiang Yubai, but they were a little afraid of Chengfeng. It was like Chengfeng looked cold-blooded, and they carried a sword with them, not like a good person.

Jiang Yubai didn't rest for a long time, and then ran to the mourning hall again to continue to keep the spirit.

As a result, the relatives of the Jiang family invited a wizard who did things from nowhere, 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 made a final calculation with his fingers, and said solemnly, "His body is too **** to enter and disturb the soul."

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

Jiang Yubai glanced at him and nodded.

There are many other relatives of the Jiang family gathered in the mourning hall, and some are distant relatives who have not seen each other for a long time, and they came to attend the funeral of the old grandmother.

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

It was as if everyone had introduced the fault to him, it was all his fault that he didn't come back in time, that the grandmother couldn't take a look at her most beloved grandson before closing her eyes, and that the old man didn't let him go without any worries.

No one cares if he feels the same regret in his heart. Self-blame and guilt are driving him crazy these days.

But more than that, it is the sadness of losing the dearest person.

Jiang Yubai had been kneeling on the side of the mourning hall. People kept coming in and kowtowing to the coffin, crying. Jiang Yubai had been kneeling for a long time, and his knees were numb.

He stood up and walked to a place with few people next to him. 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 had to pass on all his family property to him. What does it mean for us to take care of her for so long? Do you think we are servants!"

"Keep your voice down, fortunately, Jiang Yubai came back late, and he didn't know that all the property fell on his head. I guess he will leave after guarding his life. Then we will find a way to slowly remove the property from his name. Just move it out."

"It's not thanks to my good intentions. When the ancestor asked me to send him a letter, he probably knew that he was going to die, but he was delayed by me for half a month before sending it out. If he received the letter in time, he would come back in time. If so, maybe we'll be kicked out right now..."

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

Jiang Yubai lifted the curtain and walked in front of the two men, eyes full of bloodshot eyes, staring at them tightly, looking a little terrifying.

"Say what you said just now!"

"Yu, Yubai... We just..."

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

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

Jiang Yubai raised his hand and gave the man a slap, louder than the previous one.

"Elder? You are not worthy!"

The movement here disturbed the other people in the mourning hall. The crowd gradually gathered around. Seeing that the two old men were slapped by the little one, they couldn't help but start to teach Jiang Yubai a lesson. It is to scold him for being a white-eyed wolf, unfilial son, ignorant of etiquette, and contradicting his elders.

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

His eyes turned red, and he glanced at the faces of the people around him.

Most of these people are coveting the property of the Jiang family, but in fact, they have long forgotten that Jiang Yubai is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, but because his parents died young, there was no one to protect him since he was a child. Let them be oppressed.

The people around were silent, and Jiang Yubai sneered, "I know all of you're thoughts on how to be safe. You don't have to pretend to be a sad and sympathetic gesture. Are you happy? You can finally split the family property. yes, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's face was ugly, and the thoughts that had been held for a long time were directly exposed in public, and everyone could not come down.

An old man shouted, "Come on, take this wicked man down. Although the old ancestor is gone, the family rules of the Jiang family are still there. Pull him down and deal with it!"

Without waiting for someone to rush up, Jiang Yubai turned around suddenly and walked towards the door.

He walked to the front of the coffin, then knelt down properly, and kowtowed three times. A red mark was kowtowed on his forehead, and some bloodshots were sticking out.

Then he stood up a little staggeringly, but his eyes were very firm.

"From now on, I'm no longer a member of your Jiang family. When my grandmother is gone, even if the former Jiang family is separated, 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 speaking, Jiang Yubai walked out of the mourning hall step by step in front of everyone.

After stepping out of the door, Cheng Feng was still waiting outside the door.

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

Chengfeng didn't know what happened to him, but he saw that his steps were vain and there were blood marks on his forehead, so he stepped behind him.

Jiang Yubai continued to walk, 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 asked for several jars of wine and began to drink it on his own.

Chengfeng sat beside him, watching him drink cup after cup, jar after jar.

I've never seen Jiang Yubai look like this before, he's dejected and doesn't have any fresh breath, as if he's been siphoned out of all his spiritual support.

It wasn't until he was drunk that Jiang Yubai's pale cheeks slowly became rosy, and his eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor.

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

Jiang Yubai was lying softly on the table, murmured unconsciously.

"...Sorry...I'm late...Did you...do you blame me..."

As he spoke, he actually cried aggrievedly, "...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, and he looked fragile and helpless.

"...When I was young...they all bullied me, saying that I didn't have a parent...you were good to me and protected me everywhere...I know, I'm not likable at all, but you said that you like me the most"

Jiang Yubai was tired from crying, so he picked up a glass of wine and wanted to drink it, but someone grabbed his wrist, and then the glass was taken away.

- A cold voice sounded on the side of the ear, "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 **** me...I drink...I'm not drunk...not drunk..."

He struggled to pounce into Chengfeng's arms, and while pounced, he used both hands to search around him, trying to find the wine glass just now.

Cheng Feng took a breath and suffocated, tightly gripped his chaotic hands, and ripped him off his body.

But as soon as it was ripped off, Jiang Yubai's tears began to fall down, like a child who made a mistake, completely lost the cleverness of the old tongue, and only cried once. Repeated over and over again, "Fuck me...I want to drink...I...you **** me..."

Then he crawled up to Chengfeng unremittingly, and sat on his lap, holding onto his neck tightly and not letting go.

Chengfeng didn't dare to pull him again, for fear that he would cry again, so he had to let him spray his scorching breath into his neck, and even rubbed on 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...will you..."

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

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

Cheng Feng thought about it for a while, but still pulled Jiang Yubai off his body, and before he continued to cry, he took him out of the tavern. Instead of returning to Jiang's house, he found an inn to live in.

He finally got Jiang Yubai onto the bed. After he was drunk, he was really two people when he was sober, just like a clingy child.

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

He turned around to look, and could only see the person on the bed against the faint moonlight, with a pair of jet-black eyes shining brightly.

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

"you…"

"Don't go, okay... accompany me..."

The next morning, after Cheng Feng woke up, he was the only one left in the room. He had never slept so deeply before, and he didn't even notice that the person beside his pillow had left.

Today is the day of Jiang's grandmother's burial. Jiang Yubai came to the cemetery early. He watched the group of people busy and did not step forward, but just watched from a distance.

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

He stared blankly at his grandmother's tombstone and didn't speak for a long time.

The tears had flowed enough, and they were about to dry up. Jiang Yubai knelt down and kowtowed to the tombstone.

Yu Guangzhong noticed that someone was approaching, Jiang Yubai raised his eyes and looked over, only to see Chengfeng kneeling down and kowtow with him.

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

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

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

Cheng Feng stared at Jiang Yubai's face without saying a word, but saw a little blush slowly appearing on his fair cheeks.

"Look... what to look at! Don't look at it!"

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

"I want to sell property!"

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

Jiang Yubai sold everything that could be sold, but the old house was left behind, but he let everyone else who lived in the old house blasted out.

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

The people who were blasted out of the house all crowded around and cried. Without this old house, they would have nowhere to live.

Jiang Yubai didn't even show his face, looked at it coldly for a while, then turned and left.

But the momentum of his departure is still there, that is, it is a bit awkward to see how he walks.

Chengfeng asked behind him, "What's wrong with your legs?"

Jiang Yubai slammed into his chest in one breath, and gritted his teeth fiercely, "It's okay!"

Then he rolled his eyes in anger, didn't even want to pay attention to the people behind him, and walked faster.

Helplessly, it was really uncomfortable, and Jiang Yubai almost tripped over himself.

Cheng Fengyan quickly supported him, "Last night..."

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

He faltered for a while without saying why, Cheng Feng was dazed, but Jiang Yubai was half-dead from anger again.

He had always thought that the soft and waxy little white rabbit of His Highness would let Pei Zheng rub it into a round shape, but he did not expect that Jiang Yubai would capsize in the gutter one day and was almost tortured to death.

Jiang Yubai turned his head and left, while Cheng Feng supported him by his side, and asked in a soft voice, "Should I carry you?"

"don't want!"

"I hug you?"

"don't want!"

Later, the two did not return to the Imperial City, but met with His Highness outside the city. After that, the Imperial City was broken.

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