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Chapter 174 A Letter
Chapter 172 A Letter
It’s early morning on December 541th, [-] of the Great Xia calendar.

The cock crows five times, the sun rises in the east, and I am the only one who is undefeated... Well, no, it is the beginning of a day full of brilliance and hope.

The fall of the Manichaeism finally shattered the stone on Murong Pang's heart, and the huge pressure on his head finally disappeared. He felt refreshed and in an unusually good mood.

Yesterday, I brought my old father back from the outside, and told Lin Xiaoyao about marrying his fingertips. Although Lin Xiaoyao is too thick-skinned and a bit shameless, in general, Murong Pang is still very optimistic about Lin Xiaoyao. Not to mention that Lin Xiaoyao is the son of his eldest brother, but the wisdom and strategy and calm temperament that Lin Xiaoyao has shown these days make him very beloved.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and Murong Pang is happily drinking tea in the meeting hall. Looking at the account books of his family's business during these times, he heard Murong Lele's panicked voice.

"It's not good, Dad, it's not good, Brother Lin...he escaped." Murong Lele ran into the meeting hall and said while gasping for breath.

"What are you escaping from? Brother Lin is not a prisoner, so why are you escaping? What happened? Please tell me carefully." Murong Pang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and told Murong Lele said.

Murong Lele let out a long breath, patted his fast beating heart, took a few breaths, and then straightened out his thoughts and said: "Father, I went to ask Brother Lin for advice this morning as usual, but I was He knocked on the door many times, but he didn't hear Brother Lin's voice. I thought that Brother Lin was still resting, and just about to leave, I suddenly found that Brother Lin's door was unlocked. I pushed it lightly, and the door opened gone."

"And then?" Murong Pang frowned and asked.

"Then I entered the room and found that Brother Lin was not in the bed. I thought that Brother Lin had gone out to bask in the sun, so I wanted to ask Brother Du Kang and Brother Fan Xing, but who knew when I went to find them? At that time, I didn’t find them... It was only then that I realized there was a problem. When I returned to Brother Lin’s room, I really found that Brother Lin’s luggage was gone. They must have left..."

After Murong Lele finished speaking, she carefully raised her head to look at Murong Pang, only to see Murong Pang sitting there with a livid face, the hand holding the teacup turned white due to exertion, the expression in his eyes kept changing, sometimes intense The color of anger, and the color of helplessness that can't laugh or cry for a while, is ever-changing, complicated and difficult to understand.

"Does your sister know about this?" Murong Pang suppressed the urge to send troops to capture Lin Xiaoyao. He pondered for a moment before speaking.

Murong Lele nodded, and said: "I met my sister when I came here, she seemed to be walking towards Brother Lin's room."

"Hey—this is troublesome." Murong Pang sighed, stood up immediately, took Murong Lele's hand, and walked out of the meeting hall.

Murong Mansion, in Lin Xiaoyao's room.

Murong Pang and Murong Lele pushed open the door of Lin Xiaoyao's room, and saw Murong Xiangxiang sitting on a chair, holding an unopened letter in his hand, looking at the envelope with uncertain expressions, pursing his lips, biting Grinding his teeth, he hesitated as if he dared not open the letter in his hand.

"Xiangxiang——" Murong Pang saw Murong Xiangxiang's hesitation, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, he sighed again, scolded Lin Xiaoyao several times in his heart, and then spoke slowly.

Murong Xiangxiang's expression trembled when she heard the words, she quickly put the letter on the table, stood up and saluted Murong Pang Yingying, and said: "Father, Mr. Lin should have left last night."

Murong Pang nodded, looked at the cleaned room, and then at Murong Xiangxiang, whose face was still indifferent but somewhat gloomy, walked forward slowly, held Murong Xiangxiang's hand, caring He said: "Xiaoyao is good in everything, but he is a little out of tune. If there is an urgent matter at home, he can tell us directly. He still hides it from us, afraid that we will worry, so he left overnight."

Murong Xiangxiang nodded slightly when she heard the words. She knew Lin Xiaoyao better than Murong Pang, so she naturally knew that Murong Pang was trying to keep herself from being sad, but why should she be sad?Just for that apprentice?He's gone better!That way no one will bully you.

"Father, I found this on Mr. Lin's bed. It should be a letter for us." Murong Xiangxiang pointed to the envelope on the table and said to Murong Pang.

"What did the letter say?"

"I haven't had time to see it yet."

Murong Pang sat down, picked up the envelope on the table, and took out the letter Lin Xiaoyao left for them.

Looking at the unbearable handwriting on the white paper and the incoherent words on it, Murong Pang was convinced that it was indeed written by Lin Xiaoyao himself, but when he read the contents of the letter clearly, he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of effort, holding back Internal injuries.

"Gently, I left, just as I came gently. I waved my sleeves, but I didn't take a tael of silver. Uncle Murong, how are you? Are you deeply impressed by my literary talent, don't worry, I still have a poem I haven’t said, I’ll praise me later, when I went out at night, I saw the snow falling from the sky, and my poems were full of enthusiasm, and a famous line through the ages suddenly appeared in my heart: ‘Ah, heavy snow! You are so white!’”

"Cough cough..." Murong Pang was almost choked to death by Lin Xiaoyao's famous sentence through the ages. He had seen a parting letter before, but he had never seen such a parting letter. What about the sad parting, or the sincerity?What's the matter with this strong funny feeling?

"Ah, don't rush to vomit blood, I haven't finished yet, in fact, this poem is 'Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom' Good poem, good poem! Well, what Uncle Murong said next is not I wrote it to you, so please stop peeking into our young whispers and give the letter to Miss Xiangxiang!"

Murong Pang couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, Lin Xiaoyao really calculated people's hearts to the extreme, he could even guess that he would be the first person to read the letter, but this poem by Yongxue is really good!
"Xiangxiang, Xiaoyao won't let me read what he wrote for you, you should read it yourself! But you have to be careful, don't let him vomit blood in anger." Murong Pang solemnly handed the letter to Murong Xiangxiang said very seriously.

When Murong Xiangxiang heard the words, her body trembled slightly, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her original gloomy expression disappeared in an instant, so that she was so excited that she did not hear what Murong Pang said next.

Murong Xiangxiang took the letter, looked at the writing on the white paper like earthworms, and seemed to see Lin Xiaoyao's unrestrained and smirking face. She raised her brows slightly, and was about to reveal a smile, but her expression suddenly stuck.

I saw that the first sentence written to Murong Xiangxiang in the letter was impressively: "Niu, give brother a smile first."

(End of this chapter)