Invite the wolf into the room

He found out the location of Xue's family in the crowd.

Seeing the suspicious eyes of grandfather and uncle, Ling Qingzhe held An Chen's hand tightly, and felt that An Chen walked two steps closer to him side by side, with a submissive and gentle expression, Ling Qingzhe took a deep breath, his face He also showed a bright smile, and led An Chen to walk in front of Old Master Xue.

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Different from the brief introduction when he first came to Beijing, this time Ling Qingzhe made An Chen formally re-acquainted with his grandfather and uncle as his eldest son. The look in his eyes is a bit complicated, after all, the intimacy of the two of them just now is not what ordinary friends should have.

Under Ling Qingzhe's eyes full of prayers, Xue Lao Hou accepted An Chen's gift with a faint smile, and his calm face was gone. Ling Qingzhe's uncle did not dare to accept the gift from the prince's son, but An Chen and Ling Qingzhe He was also determined not to let him hide, so Uncle Xue could only dodge reluctantly, with hesitation in his polite response.

An Chen's father was a powerful county king with a foreign surname, and his nominal aunt was the emperor's cousin, so now An Chen is a serious relative of the emperor, and although the Xue family is a powerful family, they are really powerful It was Xue Jingran who served as the general, and the rest, even Old Master Xue, was just an idle nobleman with the title of hereditary marquis, so in terms of status and status, An Chen's attitude towards them was too respectful. Unsure of how to deal with it, I had no choice but to return to my father's side honestly, and everything was subject to the old man's wishes.

The honor of the son-in-law undoubtedly fell on the chief bodyguard of Her Highness the Princess. Everyone in the square stood respectfully and waited for His Majesty's will. Ling Qingzhe and the others tacitly ignored the awkward atmosphere just now. Everyone naturally He turned his attention to the direction of the high platform where the emperor was.

Except for the conferred consorts, the final shortlisted talents of the dynasty all received a lot of rewards, because none of their families have hereditary titles, so His Majesty ordered that the eldest son of the few can inherit without downgrading. The father, and those who are not the eldest son will be enshrined separately to receive a salary, and Ling Qingzhe, who has already accepted the title, will be promoted to the third-class uncle. Although the official positions of several people have not changed, everyone with a discerning eye knows that these few are regarded by His Majesty young people, the future will be limitless.

Afterwards, there was a feast in the palace, and Ling Qingzhe, who was caught up in interpersonal communication, couldn't get too close to An Chen, and An Chen had a filial piety, so he should avoid such a place of celebration, so even though he was extremely reluctant in his heart, An Chen Chen returned to the Ling Mansion with Qiong and Uncle Yang first, and waited for Ling Qingzhe to return at home.

"Is it too hasty? He is different from you...he has a lot of entanglements."

Sitting in the carriage and walking back with An Chen, Qiong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke. Although he knew that An Chen would not hide the relationship between him and Ling Qingzhe in the dark, he did not expect them to do so. Brazenly, the pressure they will face will be enormous. Maybe he and An Chen can ignore the worldly rules, but Ling Qingzhe may not be able to bear it... He doesn't want An Chen to be hurt.

"I believe in him."

An Chen, who was leaning in the carriage, came back to his soul because of Qiong's words. After a while, he realized what Qiong said. An Chen couldn't help showing a happy smile. After giving Qiong a clear answer, his thoughts started It was occupied by Ling Qingzhe who had just seen it again.

It turned out that after meeting, he would miss him even more, he really wanted to hug that person tightly and never let go.

"..."

The obedient and bright nephew in front of him surprised Qiong, and almost doubted whether he was the same person as the ruthless young man he saw in the northwest, but soon Qiong's expression softened, and from the bottom of his heart, he wanted An Chen to have today happy and happy.

Suddenly Qiong's smile faded, and An Chen's eyes instantly cooled down, and then there was a slight sound of piercing the air, and a golden leaf flew from the curtain into the carriage, and was caught by Qiong's fingertips.

"uncle?"

An Chen saw a familiar mark on the gold leaf, and he couldn't help pulling on Qiong's sleeve subconsciously. He didn't know how that person would treat Qiong. Zhenyuan also wants to imprison Qiong by his side, then in this life, Qiong will really have no freedom at all.

Thinking of the possibility of losing Qiong, An Chen's heart throbbed.

"Don't worry, I'll be right back."

Looking at An Chen's hand holding his sleeve in a daze, a gentle smile slowly bloomed on Qiong's face. The beauty of that moment made the interior of the car seem brighter a few degrees, and he noticed An Chen's admiring gaze. , Qiong patted his cheek in a good mood, then recovered his indifferent expression, nodded to Uncle Yang who had already parked and waited beside him, and his figure slowly disappeared into the crowd.

Maybe it is really like what Xue Jingyang said, for An Chen, for...he can have another choice.

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"Do you know what you're doing? Are you worthy of your parents? Are you worthy of your ancestors of the Ling family? Tell me what you said again!"

In the ancestral hall of the Xue family, Old Master Xue stood beside the two memorial tablets with a gloomy face, staring at Ai Sun who was kneeling on the ground with suppressed anger, wishing to slap him on the back with the family law stick in his hand. A few strokes woke up his mind, which had been dazzled by personal affairs, but the old Hou Ye's hand holding the stick tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, but he still couldn't bear to beat him.

"...Grandpa, grandson is not filial, father, mother, the child is not filial, the child already has his own heart, and he will never marry a wife or concubine other than him, so he can't spread the branches and leaves for the Ling family."

Ling Qingzhe underestimated his grandfather's temper. Immediately after the palace banquet was over, he was escorted back to Xue's house by the old man for questioning. Ling Qingzhe knelt in front of his parents' tablet and said in a harsh voice, repeating his prayers in his heart for countless times, begging him With the blessing of his parents in the spirit of heaven, Ling Qingzhe believes that his parents who love each other so deeply will be able to understand and support his decision.

"You, you bastard, you like to pay some... brothers and grandpas don't stop you, but how can you say that you don't want to marry a wife! You are an official of the court, how will you gain a foothold in the court in the future? You still Do you want to lose face? Are you going to ruin your whole life just for a man! Where are you going to put the face of Xue and Ling!"

Violently beating the tables and chairs beside him with a stick, Mr. Xue's hands were in pain, but he still didn't want to move his grandson's finger. He just watched him kneeling there pitifully, wishing that he couldn't do it. At the same time, he was so entangled, when did he lose his temper with his good grandson, look at how uncomfortable this child is...

"Grandpa, your grandson's unfilial piety made you sad. Grandpa is sorry..."

Ling Qingzhe looked at the tables and chairs that had been beaten by 'Pengpeng' and felt dry for a while. He shrank his neck and honestly admitted his mistake and apologized, but he just insisted on not saying a word of repentance. Anyway, he had made up his mind. If he is really served by the old man's family law, he will never compromise and give up. He really can't bear it anymore... Just elope like his mother did back then. I hope His Majesty will let them resign because of An Chen's contribution to the Northwest. Go back to the countryside.

"You, you... At least you have to have a child, how can you cut off the blood of your parents?"

Tired from beating his old arms and legs, Old Master Xue sat angrily on another intact chair, pointing at Ling Qingzhe with a stick and shaking, he didn't know whether he was angry or tired from beating the table.

"I decided to adopt one from the relatives of the Ling family within five servings... and the Xue family also wants to adopt one."

Turning around neatly and kneeling in front of the old man, Ling Qingzhe added carefully, he knew that the old man was really angry just now, but now it looks like he's overdone?

"Don't think about it! I will never agree!"

Standing up suddenly, he hammered the poor table and chairs twice vigorously. After finally knocking them apart, Mr. Xue put his family law in place, and strode out of the ancestral hall angrily.Ling Qingzhe, who was kneeling behind him, stared blankly at his back, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, the old man seemed to say the same thing before his parents eloped, and he still had him in the end...

As soon as Mr. Xue opened the door, the family gathered at the door jumped. Everyone hurriedly retreated to both sides to salute, but they couldn't help but peek into the room, thinking that the young master didn't know how badly he was injured just now because of the loud beating. .

"Lock him up, and he won't be allowed to leave the house from today on!"

Resentfully, he left words to Xue Jingyang who was standing behind him. The old man Xue glanced at the doctor in the mansion who had sneaked in quickly, stroked his beard and left angrily, and the uncle and aunt of the Xue family quickly followed the old man to persuade him.

"Are you okay?"

Asking the servants who were waiting to escort Ling Qingzhe back to his room to step back, Xue Jingyang looked down at Ling Qingzhe who was kneeling on the futon, complex emotions quickly flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

"The legs are numb."

Ling Qingzhe let out a long breath, smiled wryly and took Xue Jingyang's hand to stand up, then said please against his ear, and was 'invited' back to the room by the servants.

Looking at Ling Qingzhe's stubborn back, the smile on Xue Jingyang's face was tainted with a hint of astringency. He really admired Ling Qingzhe's courage and envied his wantonness.