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Chapter 38: House of the Last Quarter Moon

Text] Chapter 38 House of String Month ——

Under the black S-the sky, one side is a bright courtyard building, and on the other hand is a small hut with a weak star. It is less than 20 feet away.

The courtyard that brings together countless Jiao Y-N laughed nv can only live with the anger of the guests. The beauty Y-, which is alone, makes the guests more difficult to give up.

But this Y-N's Peerless Acacia Month was blurred, and Lian Yi's old man did not remember when she came. She just remembered that one day in the middle of the night, the Acacia Yue stood in the backyard and glanced at her gently.

Then she didn't know it indirectly. Until now, the old man always thought it was a nightmare.

More and more, Qianjin was thrown only for the song, and the old man greedy for money, but he couldn't ask her again.

The rain was resting, and the sound of that sound slowly faded with the rain. Yuhua accepted the umbrella and squatted on the roof.

When I put on my shoulders, I reached out to test it. The rain silk was still left, and the thought of the umbrella was eliminated.

There is a trembling in my heart. When there is no one in the middle of the night, I suddenly stop on the roof of others. Looking from a distance, it is like a pet in the wind.

In fact, Yu Hua's heart is also trembling. His doubtful clouds, "Monster, is he a charming spirit? Where did you run for such a long time? I thought you were gone?"

After the mysterious NV people's acacia moon appeared outside the Yongyuan Courtyard, this charm was not moved, and even Mo Yu felt a lot strange, but the charm did not explain anything, but just said another thing.

"Well, it is definitely not wrong. Even if she condenses the entity, it is still our charm family, that does not feel wrong, and it can be used so casually to do it.

arrive."

"Huh? Charm Hu-? I didn't see him show this just now." Yu Hua even strange, scratched his hair, and then affirmed himself.

Unlike humans. "

"Men?" Mei was stunned, and then broke out, "You stupid sweet potato, I am talking about that NV man!"

"" Yu Hua leaned his lips, subconsciously swept the young NV around him with his eyes, and found that Mo Yu covered his eyes with an umbrella, but he saw that Mo Yu's body trembled slightly, and seemed to laugh.

He just wanted to argue something, but a voice "hummed" gently. The sound surprised the feather and Mo Yu, and immediately did not hesitate.

Although the sound is light, it is the voice of the NV people inside the house. The two thought they would not be found by her, but they were negligent.

"This NV is not easy", which is their thoughts.

Late at night, a few courtyards with light lights were covered with white gauze, and a bang of white seemed to wrap the whole house, adding a deep atmosphere.

The big M-N mouth is placed in the hall, and the owner's weather is written. Ordinary people do funerals. There is no such scene. The coffin placed in the hall is also a white S-lower-string month pattern amazing.

In the heart, in Kyushu, the only one of the next -stringed moon family emblems with generations is "in the middle of the cloud". Even the deserted spiritual hall, because the family emblem of the string of the string adds infinite ingenuity.

In the mourning hall, the butter and white wax was more than ten feet high. Smoke was rising from the brazier under the incense table in front of the coffin. There was a man in mourning clothes kneeling down on his knees, closing his eyes and looking tired.

Her tall bun, no makeup, and filial piety clothes could not detract from her grace and elegance. She stood quietly under the steps outside the mourning hall and looked at the man for a while, then waved away the four nvs around her and stepped forward.

In the hall, looking at the man's face that was too haggard due to sadness, and his thin body, he couldn't help but feel a lot of pain in his heart. The f-person put his hand on the man's shoulder and pushed it a few times.

"Xia'er, Xia'er, be careful of catching a cold." Person F frowned and crow's feet appeared.

The man raised his head numbly, his red and swollen eyes unable to shed any more tears, and said in a harsh voice, "Mother"

The f-man felt even more distressed. His son's originally bright face had become shriveled up. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked his son's hair, "How can you meet people like this? On the first day of the seventh day, the royal family is going to visit."

The man didn't hear it, or he didn't have the heart to listen to it now. He just leaned into his mother's arms. The man sighed, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and held him tightly in his arms.

"Xia'er, cheer up. You have to act like the head of the family. You must not let the Ye family's reputation slip."

"Mom, the head of the family is my brother. The girl who came that night said that the family emblem was for my brother."

f-The person's body stiffened in an instant, and his face changed. His eyes finally fell on the coffin. The white waning moon badge quietly exuded the glory of Ye's family for hundreds of years, silent and firm.

.A voice suddenly burst out from the bottom of my heart, and the f-person’s face tightened.

The man was still kneeling on the ground, and the f-man straightened his body, pointed at the coffin with his hand, and shouted sternly: "Ye Mingxia! Watch carefully! Your father is the most famous general in Kyushu, and the Ye family has been prestige for hundreds of years.

It is not easy to continue to this day. The position of the head of the Xianxianyue family must be inherited by those with the best bloodline! Ye Zhiqiu is just the son of a commoner woman.

How can you take the position of the head of the family?" As he spoke, he put his hands on his son's shoulders and said in a louder voice, "Xia'er, you have been proficient in martial arts and familiar with military affairs since you were a child. At the age of eighteen, you followed your father in the military camp.

Experience, who among the younger generation of the Ye family can be stronger than you? Who can be more suitable for the position of head of the family than you? How can Ye Zhiqiu, a bastard with a lot of literary skills, lead my Ye family? "

The f-person's grace was replaced by sharpness, and his words were categorical, sonorous and powerful, adding a fierceness to this deserted and solemn mourning hall, giving him the momentum of an iron-blooded killing.

The man's body began to tremble, and uncontrollable surprise hit the blood in his body. The things in front of him seemed to be distorted. He suddenly lost his strength and fell softly into his mother's arms. Mother never liked this Ye family.

The eldest son of Ye Zhiqiu is unknown to everyone in the Ye clan, because the mother of the eldest son Ye Zhiqiu was born in a humble background, and she herself was the only daughter of the Zhou family, a wealthy merchant in the clouds.

The identities are so different, but the head of the family, Ye Gucheng, loves this concubine from a humble background very much, and it happens that this concubine is the eldest son. Because of this, the mother has always been very cold towards Ye Zhiqiu, but how can he be born as a son?

He never thought that his mother would have such a shocking idea? He began to panic when he thought that his mother was going to hide this most important thing from the tribe.

"Do you want to hide this?"

"The girl that night came to be strange. Most of the houses saw her bring your father's body back, but then only our mother and son talked to her Jiao for one night. Now as long as you hold the family emblem in front of the people in the royal family, you will be in front of the people in the royal family.

It's okay. "F-people's face was sinking down," the only thing to worry about is the girl who has been unknown, must have sealed her mouth! "

The "mother -in -law" man couldn't help shrinking, and he felt colder. What he saw was not a familiar mother, but a means of Yin cold politician. There was pain on his shoulders.

With his son's ambition, he gradually lost his consciousness. The pain and sadness of the day, and his mother's decisive words, finally defeated him.

"Only the mouth of the dead is the most tight, and the girl must be removed!"

F-human eyes fell on the coffin again. She knew very well that the emblem was born in a pool of blood a long time ago.


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