Strongest Wastrel

After everything was arranged by the elders, I was arranged by the old man to a large palace of the Li family, called Qianyang palace.

The Qianyang palace is almost the same as the Qianzheng palace of Li Qinghao. It is not only superior in terrain, but also shows the style of the imperial court everywhere. There are hundreds of servants of the Li family in it. It's like being in an ancient royal family.

However, I don't like this kind of feudalism. I simply order the servants to do their own work. If there's no big deal, you don't have to come to me.

The next day, because the three sons were killed, a memorial service was held in the ancestral hall of the Li family, which was not attended by outsiders. All of them were loyal relatives of the Li family.

When Ning Xing and I came to the scene, we burst into tears everywhere, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

The bodies of the three sons were covered in the crystal coffin, of which Li Ji's death was the most miserable, and the crushed face could not be repaired well anyway.

"Jill!" Li Qinghao was lying beside the coffin, and his whole body was crying. The four old men who followed him could not pull him up.

With a sigh, Ning Xing and I went inside, took the three sticks of incense from others, and bowed down to worship the photos and corpses of the three sons.

After all, I'm still a brother. No matter how I fight, everyone is a family. The death of Li Ji and his three sons has an indirect relationship with me. I don't feel guilty. It's a fake.

My original intention is that I never want Li Ji to die, but it's a pity that Qinglong suddenly appears, which makes people unprepared and happens too suddenly.

Looking up at the black-and-white photo of Li Ji, I heard Li Qinghao's wailing. I was inexplicably sad.

Li Qinghao did everything for Li Ji, but in the end he came to such a miserable end.

I love my son's father deeply. The white haired man sends the black haired man. What he does is meaningless.

In fact, my father is not like this?

All kinds of feelings gathered in my heart. I slowly turned my face, looked at Li Qinghao and said, "I'm sorry."

"Li Shaobai, you dare to come! Your father and son have done all this harm. You and I will die together! " Li Qinghao suddenly raised his eyes, bloodshot and fierce.

Instead of getting angry, I felt more and more sad. I bowed to him and advised him, "this man has passed away. If you want to blame me, I have nothing to say. After all, the death of the three sons has something to do with me, but the real culprit is not me, but Qinglong."

"What's the use of that? Can you kill Qinglong? Don't fall down here. You are the culprit. I'll never forget Jill's hatred. " Li Qinghao no longer lay on the coffin, but stood up straight, more fierce.

At this moment, all the Li family members did not dare to interrupt.

The old man sighed deeply and said, "Qinghao, don't be blinded by hatred. The real enemy is Qinglong."

"Sir, are you even on their side? It's too eccentric. No matter what, I've never been worthy of being remembered for what I've done for the Li family? Did Jill die for nothing? " Li Qinghao's eyes turned red with a wave of his big sleeve.

The old man looked bitter and explained, "no, Jill won't die in vain. We will definitely get revenge for this revenge, but not now."

"Revenge? What can I do for you? Who is Qinglong? I don't think it will appear in three years. And from beginning to end, Qinglong comes for Li Shaobai. If Li Shaobai doesn't become the prince, it won't happen! I have advised you for a long time. Why don't you listen to me? " Li Qinghao was very angry and resentful. He seemed to be a teenager in an instant, and his expression was full of deep sorrow.

The old man was dumb...

my mother stood up and took the initiative to go to Li Qinghao, grabbed his right hand, just like the elder sister next door, and advised: "Qinghao, I grew up with you, I don't want you to have hatred, even if it's the spirit of Keir in heaven, I don't want to see you like this."

As a result, Li Qinghao broke away my mother's hand, shook her head and said, "no! What Jill wants me to do most is revenge! No matter what, it's revenge! "

My mother bit her teeth, "Qinghao, can you calm down?"

"Calm down? How can I calm down? My son died, you tell me, how can I calm down! " Li Qinghao roared, echoing in the whole ancestral hall.

Mother gave the old man a wink.

The old man secretly nodded and immediately pulled me and Ning Xing out.

Outside, the old man clutching his crutch, looking at the dark sky, sighed: "Shaobai, you'd better not go in. Now Qinghao is in pain... It's impossible for anyone to calm down."

"I know that the enemy, after all, is Qinglong." I clenched my fist.

The old man raised a sad look in his eyes and said: "I grew up looking at kee'er too... I don't want Qinghao to be left with hatred. How to reconcile the relationship depends on your wisdom. Although Qinghao has nothing to do with it, all he does is for Li Ji. In fact, Qinghao's heart is not necessarily bad.""I see. The old man doesn't want any more chaos in the Li family." I nodded heavily.

"Just wait outside. When you're buried, you'll come back. Don't contradict Qinghao now, because I'm afraid he'll get angry and make an unusual move. Then he'll go back to the Li family. We're all family." The old man sighed and turned to walk back.

After the old man left, I took Ning Xing to walk outside the ancestral hall and sat under a tree.

"I think it's hard for Li Qinghao to accept the fact that Li Ji is dead. With his current status in the Li family, even if he is not the head of the family, he is not far behind the head of the family. He can compete with you, unless the old man comes forward to stop him." Ning Xing said.

"After this time, I'm afraid Li Qinghao's hatred for me will be deeper and deeper. If the old man tells me, I may not be able to do it. After all, it's the Revenge of killing my son." I lit a cigarette and puffed it.

Ning Xing knew that I was in a complicated mood. Instead of taking away the cigarette, she frowned and said, "in this way, you have to face not only Fang Dao, but also Li Qinghao's hysterical madness. With his extreme personality, he will never give up."

"No, I decided to try. As the old man said, no matter how much we fight, we are all family. More importantly, if we go on for a long time, it will only make the Li family decline." I slowly stood up, eyes in front of the ancestral hall gate.

With the door open, Li Qinghao cried on the coffin and seemed to notice my eyes. He turned his head involuntarily and glared back from a long distance. His killing intention was stronger than ever!

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the author's words: add more for 19000 kings ahead of time! When I write this chapter, I feel heartache for Li Qinghao and think of my grandmother in heaven. Are you ok? There have been too many unexpected accidents since the book was written. Alas...