Chapter 300 (1/2)
After listening to this, Murong Hao seemed to be whirling around like Jiang Luoyu, and his anger flashed away. Obviously, he had secretly prepared for the post autumn account. After a long silence, he finally lowered his eyebrows and couldn't suppress the sadness in his voice when he thought of his younger brother's situation: ”is it really only five years?”
”I'm afraid it's true. It's only five years.” Jiang Luoyu knew why he was so sorry in his heart. She raised her hand to hold on to his finger, and nodded her head firmly. ”Seeing Mr. Mi's look at that time didn't seem to be lying.”
As soon as this sentence was uttered, the effect of the consolation lost immediately. Murong Hao sighed a long time. In addition to regret, there were many more in his eyes, which were hard to understand: ”it's only a short five years. I'd like to sacrifice my younger brother...”
”Zhaomin, don't worry.”
Jiang Luoyu looked at his face, but at the moment she slowly showed a smile. She lifted her hand and smoothed his hair behind her ears. She held his shoulder and whispered with her thin lips near his ear.
”Today, I took Mr. Mi to Jidi's place and found something very interesting. If the plan is well planned, Jidi will have no objection. It is impossible that Jidi will live longer, ten or twenty years, or even When he looks at his children and grows up to be the next head of the Murong family. ”
Hearing this, Murong Hao's eyes finally brightened, and he raised his eyes to see his sweetheart in front of him: ”Oh?”
When it comes to serious matters, Jiang Luoyu doesn't show off, but she looks relaxed. Thinking about what happened in Murong Festival today, she has a slow smile and a sly look: ”do you know that there is something that will make one person die for another and be willing to accompany him all his life. Even if he has no noble family background and does not have a beautiful face, he will still let people at all costs To stop another person from passing by? ”
Hearing this, muronghao was stunned for a moment, then he began to ponder: ”you mean...”
Jiang Luoyu leaned close to his ear, muttered a few words in a low voice, then straightened up and sat down opposite him. He began to clean up the mess in front of him and asked with a smile: ”I'm afraid How about it? ”
A moment later, the man in Xuanyi got out of the bed and grabbed Jiang Luoyu's wrist. He lowered himself to kiss the back of his hand. He rubbed the delicate skin on his wrist with some joy and some relief. His tone was intimate and indulgent. He was not as cold as before. Instead, he was acting like a coquette. The smile on Jiang Luoyu's lips became bigger and bigger.
”My husband is really clever. I feel sorry for my husband.”
In the morning of the next day, Jiang Luoyu let the people behind him dress him. When Murong Hao came back from the imperial court and had breakfast together, he watched Murong Hao go back to the military department. Then he took sleeping star and went to Zhengyuan, ready to go alone to greet murongqi.
As soon as he entered the gate of Zhengyuan, he saw two figures sitting one by one in the pavilion not far away. It was muronghao who was sitting behind him. Standing behind him was a middle-aged woman in ice blue robe, looking very old and dressed like a mother in charge. Seeing this woman, Jiang Luoyu's eyes flashed and she walked past with a smile, He bowed to murongqi and said ”hello to my father.”
When murongqi saw him coming from afar, he had a smile on his face. Before he bent down, he raised his hand to show him that he didn't have to salute: ”get up quickly. After that, they don't have to be polite.”
”It's my father who is too polite. Jingyu is a younger generation, and my father is an elder. All these proprieties are due. How dare you go beyond the rules.”
”You're just too disciplined.” Murongqi looked at his gentle and calm appearance, and then thought of his etiquette. He felt very helpful and stroked his beard and said with a smile, ”it's OK. Unlike Hao'er, that child is really willing to disobey any rules. Now it seems that he can complement each other, but it is very harmonious and smooth. After you have a legitimate son, you can rest assured that you will be brought up as a father.”
Jiang Luoyu hung her head with a smile, as if she was a little embarrassed: ”my father praised me wrongly, and Jingyu didn't dare to be.”
Murongqi looked at him again, nodded with satisfaction, looked back at the woman standing behind her in the ice blue robe, and said in a low voice, ”go and help me sit down.”
When the woman heard the order, she immediately whispered that she was coming towards Jiang Luoyu with gentle movements and slow intonation. Although her face was not beautiful, she was very gentle: ”my husband is heavy. Please sit down quickly.”