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Chapter 25 Eighteen Levels of Hell (Additional update)

Facing those eyes that were waiting to fall, Chang Sui Ning said: "Go down and freshen up. The fault for this is not yours."

Xi'er was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and suddenly burst into tears.

Although the girl can’t remember anything, she is still in my heart!

Then he cried and kowtowed: "My maid, thank you very much for your forgiveness, woo woo!"

When he got up and left, he still looked back at Chang Sui Ning with tears in his eyes.

Chang Suining actually felt a little uneasy when she looked at her: "... She still needs to reply to Zhou Ding. If she suddenly changes someone, I'm afraid he will be suspicious."

Whether Xi'er is clean or not will be clear after this incident.

She will not wrong those who are loyal to her, and those who betray her will not be forgiven lightly.

"Sui Ning is now... very clear-headed and alert." Chang Kuo's eyes were filled with relief and distress: "That's very good."

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At the same moment, in Anyi Square, in front of the Cui family's door, many young members of the Cui family were standing.

As soon as the Cui family entered the capital, the various tribes occupied the entire Anyi square, which was so prominent and glorious that it was unique in the capital.

At this time, everyone was at the place where Cui Ju, the head of the Cui family, now known as Cui Gong, lived for three generations.

While everyone was waiting, the sound of horse hooves gradually came from outside the square door.

Soon, the group of people and horses came into everyone's sight, and the leader was Cui Jing.

"Eldest brother is back." A young disciple raised his hand and saluted: "We are here to welcome you."

Cui Jing nodded and got off the horse.

He led a large army into the city today, wearing armor and a sword at his waist. When he dismounted from his horse, the armor and sword made a soft clang with the saddle stirrups of the war horse. He was incompatible with the scribes and disciples in long robes.

Cui Jing glanced at the crowd and stepped up the stone steps without stopping.

The steward who came forward to salute raised his hand to stop him and reminded him loudly: "Dalangjun—"

Cui Jing neatly took off his sword, threw it to his followers, and ordered: "Yuan Xiang will follow me into the mansion, and the others will wait here."

"yes!"

The elite troops immediately lined up on both sides, their movements neat and imposing.

A group of Cui's disciples exchanged looks with different expressions and quickly followed Cui Jing towards the mansion.

Although Cui's roots are not in the capital, his residence here shows his profound heritage.

Within the high wall, there are many cave doors. As you move forward, the scenery changes. You can see green tiles and flying rafts in front of you, and a high pavilion standing on the side.

Cui Jing walked through the heavy doors and came to the main hall.

In the hall, a middle-aged man in an indigo gown stood with his back to the hall.

Cui Jing stepped forward and saluted the figure behind him: "Father."

The back figure didn't move for a long time, and Cui Jing didn't straighten up for a long time, and she didn't say another word.

In the silent stalemate, a group of Cui's disciples looked at each other, feeling that the atmosphere was tense.

After waiting for a while, the figure standing with his hands behind his back finally turned around, revealing a serious face, and the expression on it, which was not very good-looking in the first place, completely changed when his sight touched the armor on the young man's body. Become somber.

When he spoke, there was uncontrollable anger and sarcasm in his voice: "You still call me father, and you still know that your surname is Cui—"

"In the past two years, the clan has sent you many letters urging you to return to the capital. While you turned a blind eye, you still remember that the blood of the Cui family is flowing in your body!"

"Who would allow you to enter the Cui family if you don't remove your armor and describe yourself incorrectly?"

"He is covered in filth and murderous aura, tarnishing my Cui family's family tradition!"

"You are the eldest grandson of the Cui family. How can you set an example for the children of the clan by being so arrogant and disobedient?"

Cui Jing lowered his eyes and listened quietly, his dark and thick eyelashes casting shadows under his eyelids, and his face did not change at all because of these words.

This is his biological father and now Cui's eldest son, Cui Ai.

Seeing that he remained silent and the younger members of the clan had complicated expressions, Cui He felt his face was dull and became even more angry. He suddenly rolled up his sleeves and said, "...It's so embarrassing!"

"Come here -" his voice was as cold as ice: "Take this traitor to the ancestral hall to reflect and apologize to the ancestors."

"...Master Lang, what are you doing?" A beautiful woman came in with a female envoy, and dissuaded her: "Da Lang has returned home after a triumphant return after two years, so why should we let him kneel in the ancestral hall? ?" Hearing this voice, Cui Jing did not raise his eyes.

Cui Ai didn't pay attention to the woman's words. He just stared at Cui Jing and his voice became colder: "What, are you going to disobey your father?"

Cui Jing raised her hand, turned around and walked out of the hall.

The woman raised her hand to call him out: "Da Lang..."

Cui He's face was as dark as water: "Don't worry about him!"

Then he said coldly to his servant: "Why don't you show him the way quickly? If there is no one to guide him, he might not even know how to go to the ancestral hall now!"

Old servant: "..."

Master Lang understands the strangeness of yin and yang.

I really can't understand it if I don't have some dark IQ.

The old servant responded "yes" and followed.

After a while, Cui He also threw away his sleeves and left.

The woman followed and frowned slightly: "Master, why are you doing this?"

"Don't you see that this traitor is getting more and more arrogant now? When he saw you here just now, he didn't even say "mother"... It's just... It's just..."

Seeing that he was so angry that he couldn't speak, his wife Lu sighed: "It doesn't matter whether you call me mother or not...it's just Mr. Lang, don't get angry again."

She persuaded softly all the way.

In front, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in brocade clothes had just come back from outside. When he saw Xuance Jun outside the door, he hissed slightly and moved away. After entering the mansion, he asked the servants in the mansion with a curious glance: "...is my eldest brother back?"

"Back to Mr. Liulang, it's Mr. Dalang who has returned home."

"Where are they?" Young Cui Lang asked quickly.

"At this time... we should be in the ancestral hall." The servant's voice was slightly lower.

Cui Lang let out a "huh" sound: "I got to the point so quickly...I haven't had time to see the excitement yet!"

As he spoke, he hit the boy next to him on the head hard with the folding fan in his hand: "I told you to drive the car faster!"

The boy covered his head and felt aggrieved, not daring to refute.

"Brother, if you want to see the excitement, just go to the ancestral hall." A young girl walked towards him. Not only was she similar in age to the boy, but her facial features were also very similar.

This is Cui Tang, the twin sister of young Cui Lang.

"Go to the ancestral hall?" Cui Lang said "tsk" and shrank his neck as if he was cold: "I don't have the courage."

Then he asked Cui Tang: "Where is my father? Is he still healthy now?"

"What the **** are you talking about! You knew that your eldest brother was going back to Beijing in the next two days, yet you still dared to go out and mess around. Today, all the younger brothers in the clan are waiting for my eldest brother, and you are the only one who is not here." Cui Tang urged him while scolding him: " Mother is asking me to send someone to look for you. Follow me quickly."

The brother and sister talked as they walked, arrived in front of Cui Aiju's courtyard, and walked in.

"Mom, where is father?"

Cui Lang entered the hall and saw Mr. Lu sitting there alone, drinking tea. He approached her and asked in a low voice.

"In the study, you are very angry." Mrs. Lu said, glared at him, and said angrily: "I want to ask you where you have been. Today your eldest brother came home, but you didn't even see a shadow... If word gets out, I don’t know how the clan will speculate about our discord with your eldest brother. Isn’t it just a matter of fact?”

Cui Lang shrugged and sighed: "If there is no harmony, there will be no harmony. There is not much harmony in the first place."

"You are used to making nonsense, but you still have to think about me. I am the stepmother of Ms. Cui, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching you. Have you thought about my situation when you act like this?"

"Son, just be careful next time." Cui Lang laughed and revealed the matter, then leaned forward and asked, "Mother, why don't you tell your son about what happened when father and eldest brother met today?"

Lu took a sip of tea and glanced at him: "Have you ever heard of the eighteen levels of **** written in the book?"

Cui Lang nodded.

Mrs. Lu clicked her tongue and said, "It's no different."

Thank you for your support, see you tomorrow~

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