When they heard someone knocking outside, the two of them had let go of each other's hands in the study. Nangong Yunmu looked at Hou Qingrou, and no longer had a cold expression at this moment. She turned back to Mrs. Nangong, who was usually dignified and kind.

"Come in"

He responded in a lengthened voice in the direction of the door of the room, and soon the door of the study was slowly pushed open. Nangong Xiaoxiao showed his head and said with a smile: "Father, mother, you are all here!"

As he said that, Nangong Xiaoxiao flashed into the study and took the door with him. He walked to the two of them with a swaying step, pulled out a chair and waved his sleeves to sit, without any appearance as a lady from a noble family.

"Xiaoxiao, why do you do nothing all day and don't do anything serious?" Nangong Yunmu scolded Chu Mei a little.

Hou Qingrou casually held the wooden chair and sat down gracefully with her skirt. She looked at her daughter in front of her and shook her head and smiled bitterly. However, her red eyes were seen through by Nangong Xiaoxiao at first glance.

Nangong Xiaoxiao ignored his father's scolding, stood up and walked to Hou Qingrou, bent her knees and squatted down, held her mother's hand and asked worriedly, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" As he said that, he turned around and looked at his father in confusion, and then his face was a little resentful: "Dad, have you bullied my mother?"

Facing Nangong Xiaoxiao's questioning, Nangong Yunmu looked speechless. After more than 20 years of knowing each other, when did you dare to bully your mother? You still need to ask? It was ridiculous to think about it. He glanced at Nangong Xiaoxiao with a strange look and didn't say anything.

"No, Xiaoxiao, my uncle is gone." As Hou Qingrou spoke, she couldn't help but shed tears again.

Nangong Xiaoxiao's expression was stiff. She looked at her mother in disbelief. Only then did she notice that Hou Qingrou was still holding a bronze token in her other hand.

Nangong Xiaoxiao took the bronze token and asked a little choked, "My uncle is gone? What's going on? Didn't he go to the suburbs?"

"Do you know my uncle has gone to the suburbs?" Nangong Yunmu's voice suddenly became low: "Why don't you tell me?"

The sudden questioning shocked Nangong Xiaoxiao: "I just realized that I was back soon. I didn't see you. It was Mu Tiantian who told me."

Nangong Xiaoxiao sobbed in a low voice. Hou Zhengfeng loved the siblings very much when he was alive. Now, when he heard the news of his death, he felt mixed feelings.

"Where is my uncle?"

"Xiaoxiao, my uncle has no bones." Hou Qingrou could not help crying again.

But Nangong Xiaoxiao wiped away his tears and stood up and said, "Impossible. No matter how powerful Mu Xiao is, he cannot kill his uncle. Even if he succeeds by chance, there is no need for him to hide his body. Now there is a possibility that his uncle is still alive. There is another possibility that Mu Xiao has a master behind him, a master who can destroy corpses and traces."

As soon as these words were said, it seemed to wake the two of them. Although Mu Xiao was powerful, the difference in realm was there. Is it so easy to kill Hou Zhengfeng? Alive? But Nangong Qiqi said that there was a smell of corpse smell and traces of blood on the scene. It was obvious that someone destroyed the corpse. Is there really a master behind Mu Xiao? Nangong Yunmu's thoughts at this moment scared himself and his whole body was numb.

"It seems that we have to go to the suburbs tomorrow. We must figure out what's going on." Nangong Yunmu clenched his fists with both hands, and the blue veins on his handsome face were slightly exposed, looking a little handsome and ferocious.

Now we must find out whether there is a terrible existence behind Mu Xiao. If there is really, we must be more careful. Of course, Mu Xiao's strength is not to be small. During this period, we should pay more attention to his movements and find opportunities to catch them alive. When we get the Tai Cang Jing and Wuyou Sword, we will cut him into pieces.

"Xiaoxiao, you just said that Mu Tiantian is still in Tianyuan? Can you do what you have done?" Nangong was so fainted that he seemed to remember something and suddenly asked.

Nangong Xiaoxiao said helplessly: "He said he would hand over Taiqing Dan before he could enter Nangong courtyard. Dad, can Taiqing Dan really allow you to break through to the True Sword Master?"

"Then promise him," Nangong Yunmu said, opened the door and walked out.

The mother and daughter behind her were staring at his back in the room, and both stared blankly. At this time, Qingrou was more worried. Although Taiqing Pill can greatly increase people's internal strength, the backlash is also unbearable. She was worried that Nangong Yunmu would take Taiqing Pill to improve her strength.

But it is understandable to think about it. He has been in the Pseudo Sword Master for five or six years, but he has not been able to achieve the True Sword Master perfectly. This is his Platycodon. It is just the backlash of Taiqing Pill, and no one knows what the consequences are. It is better not to use it or not.

"Xiaoxiao, that Mu Tiantian is really still in Tianyuan? I brought him another day. I heard you say that he and Mu Xiao are fellow villagers?" Hou Qingrou had other thoughts in her mind.

"Does mom want to ask him about Mu Xiao's identity? Well, my dad is looking for him anyway. I'll bring him there, so you can ask yourself." Nangong Xiaoxiao took Hou Qingrou's hand and sighed.

Hou Qingrou shook her daughter's long hair with her hands, blinking her universal eyes, her eyes were still a little wet. She squeezed out a smile and said, "My daughter is growing up, it's time to find a good in-laws."

"Mom, I don't want to get married, I just want to stay by my side." Nangong smiled and hugged Hou Qingrou, and said lightly.

Hou Qingrou smiled and kept her eyes open. She grabbed her and pushed her away gently: "Xiaoxiao, Mr. Yiqiu of Liaocheng will arrive in Tianyuan soon. Do you have to have a good chat then? The Yi family is the best in Liaocheng."

Hou Qingrou's words were very clear, just to make Nangong Xiaoxiao marry Yi Qiu, whom she had never met before.

Of course, the matchmaker was Hou Zhengfeng, but he never thought of it, but he couldn't wait. Nangong Courtyard and the Yi family got involved in it so that he could make a fortune. Of course, only Nangong Yunmu and his wife and Hou Zhengfeng knew about this. Hou Zhengfeng was no longer here.

Hou Qingrou, who felt the crisis, certainly hoped to get in touch with the Yi family as soon as possible. After all, she only used each other's relationship. Nangong Garden just agreed to Ye Ling to monitor Jiang Qiaoqiao and Yao Niang to ensure that Linglongzhu was not taken away by others.

Today, Hou Zhengfeng's life and death are unknown, which makes Nangong Courtyard full of dangers. Only by finding a strong backer can you feel at ease. I can only pray that my daughter can be with Yi Qiu, the second son of the Yi family.

Nangong Xiaoxiao looked at his mother, not knowing what to do.

"Xiaoxiao, Nangong Courtyard now needs a strong backer, do you know? Your uncle has someone to kill. Do you think Nangong Courtyard can still exist as intimidating as before? Just look at the east of the city today, and you will know that Tianyuan is about to change the sky." Hou Qingrou said bitterly.

Although Nangong Xiaoxiao felt a lot of unwillingness, she had never seen her mother worry so much. Maybe she really needed the Yi family in Liaocheng to protect Nangong courtyard?

"Mother, I'll listen to you." Nangong Xiaoxiao lowered her head. Despite her helplessness, she still gritted her teeth and responded.

"Okay, it's very late, go back and rest," Hou Qingrou said, and you walked out of the study with each other.

In the quiet corridor, Nangong Yunmu turned his back to them and did not look back: "Xiaoxiao, Dad, I'm sorry for you."

The main reason he came out first was that he couldn't speak, and he was afraid that Nangong Xiaoxiao would not agree and did not know what to do, so he could only wait here. When he came out, Hou Qingrou knew his intention, which is what people often call tacit understanding.

Nangong Xiaoxiao let go of Hou Qingrou's hand and acted indifferently. In fact, she was now overwhelmed by countless sadness, but she would be used as a bargaining chip for life to save Nangong Garden's status. However, as Nangong Yunmu's daughter, she did not seem to have the right to refute.

Since she couldn't refute, why bother to struggle? She walked into Nangong Yunmu and smiled lightly: "Dad, don't say sorry, you are also doing your best. Maybe the second son of the Yi family is the type I like to fight?"

When Nangong Yunmu heard this, he was very happy. At first, he was afraid that Xiaoxiao would not agree, but now it is fine.

"Okay, it's too late, I won't say anything, I have to go to the suburbs tomorrow..."

Nangong Yunmu said as he left the corridor, Hou Qingrou and Nangong Xiaoxiao then left.

Several people just left the courtyard and on the other side outside the study, Ling Gaoyuan grinned and walked out of the flowers and trees, patted his sleeves and said coldly: "Hmph, I still want to marry her to the Yi family, and I want to see if she marry you."

"Young Master Ling said, it's a pity that this beautiful cousin is going to marry someone else." As soon as Ling Gaoyuan finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly came to his back.

"Meng Xiang? You are not, weren't you burned to death?" Ling Gaoyuan was frightened and said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Meng Yao grinned and said, "Of course it's human. I'm lucky. When I caught fire, I escaped with Xuemei, but she was a little injured."

Meng Xiang was slashing his heart when he said this. He wanted to remove Ling Gaoyuan in front of him and get cramps and bones. He was going to kill him, but after hearing what he said just now, he changed his mind temporarily, which was to make Nangong Courtyard messy.

"My cousin is okay?" Ling Gaoyuan asked with concern, but the scene of forcing her a while ago flashed through his mind, and he secretly mocked Meng Xiang in his heart.

"It's okay, she's very good. By the way, you said just now. It depends on whether they are willing to marry your cousin. What does it mean?" Meng Xiang asked tentatively.

At this time, the two of them walked to the secret place and started chatting. Ling Gaoyuan thought for a while and asked, "Meng Xiang, can I trust you?"

"What a joke? I've been in Nangong Courtyard for two years, right? You can't believe me?" Meng Xiang said while patting his chest.

"Actually, I have liked my cousin since I was a child, but now she wants to marry someone else, how can I stop me?" Ling Gaoyuan was a little embarrassed.

"No, right? You're kidding." Meng Xiang was really shocked. This bastard is really not a human. It seems that Ling Gaoyuan is as romantic as a dog behind the south of the city. It is indeed worthy of his name. Even his cousin dares to think about it. This is not something that ordinary people can think of.

"Say, what's the solution?" Ling Gaoyuan was anxious. In a few days, it would be too late for the young master of the Yi family to come. It would be fine if he didn't like it, what if he fell in love with it?

Meng Xiang pondered, "There is still a way, it's a bit of a beast." He said close to his ears and said, "Isn't it over to fuck her?"

"I'll go, this won't work. I won't be killed if someone finds it." Although Ling Gaoyuan said that, he still wanted to be fascinated: "But you can't continue."

"You Mr. Ling is so smart, you can't have heard of the Three Grasses of Bewitching, right?" Meng Xiang winked and stared at him.

The Three-Stage Grass of Viagra is a rare herb. As long as the fire lights up, smoke is produced, and it makes people feel weak when smelling the smoke. It also has similar effects as aphrodisiacs.

"Of course I've heard of that thing. I'm going to tell you, I really have a little bit. It's just..."

"No, you have it? I heard that people can remember it even if they wipe it, that is to say, during the period when this medicine is fascinated, I can't remember anything that happened." Meng Xiang interrupted Ling Gaoyuan and advocated the effects of these three stages of the ecstasy grass. Of course, it is impossible to erase the memory. What if Ling Gaoyuan really believed it, now he can only talk nonsense.

"Well, it's really." Ling Gaoyuan patted Meng Xiang's shoulder. At this time, he thought to himself: I used it to push down your horse on that day. It seems that she can't remember it, otherwise why would it look like nothing happened?

Meng Xiang resisted the impulse to slash him and asked, "Then?..."

"It's just tonight. Please stay outside. You can't escape if something happens, do you know?" Ling Gaoyuan said coldly, and a dark smile appeared on his face under the faint light.
Chapter completed!