Dao Ren Lou pulled Yin Qiwen, who had a look of ugly expression, and left Hong Mansion, leaving the crowd in the flower hall looking at each other.

"Nephew Xu Xian, what's going on?" Hong Sili couldn't help asking.

Just now, in Hong Sili's eyes, they saw the two of them having a good conversation, but in the end, Dao Ren Lou heard that Xu Xing had a dedicated fame and no idea of ​​becoming a monk and practicing Taoism, and finally left with regret.

As for Xu Zhaodi's incident, it seemed that the two of them had deliberately forgotten it and never mentioned it from beginning to end.

Xu Xing said: "I have declined my sister's matter."

"Reject?" Hong Juren fell into deep thought and thought to himself, did the two of them hit some puzzles that others couldn't understand just now?

Mrs. Hong's face changed and she said coldly: "Erlang Xu, why are you so unwise?"

Xu Xing frowned slightly, looked at Mrs. Hong, who was sitting upright not far away in confusion, laughed silently, and asked, "Why did Aunt Hong say this?"

"This Young Master Yin has an extraordinary origin. If Zhaodi can marry into the Yin family, I don't know how many lifetimes it will be for the blessings!" Mrs. Hong talked endlessly and said, "But why did you have a conversation with that Taoist, for no reason?"

Xu Xing said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yin is definitely not a good match for your sister. As for the so-called blessing..."

Somehow, when Xu Xing heard the so-called "blessings", he always wanted to laugh, "The blessings of the Xu family do not need to be placed on outsiders!"

"How do you kid say?" Mrs. Hong said with a stern expression: "Xu Xing, am I an outsider, too?"

Xu Xing frowned without saying anything.

Seeing Xu Xing not speaking, Mrs. Hong sneered and said, "Xu Xing, Auntie has always treated you as her biological son. How could you talk to me like this? The master and I wanted to betroth Ling Yun to you, but I never thought that you were so ungrateful!"

Hong Lingyun was originally from Shi Shiran, looking at Xu Xing with a pair of wonderful eyes distant and indifferent. When she suddenly heard these words, her fair and flawless face suddenly turned pale and she said anxiously: "Mom, who wants to marry him!? This person..."

Xu Xingren was stunned. When Hong Lingyun thought of spending the rest of her life with this person, she felt like she fell into a dark abyss and was shivering all over.

Xu Xing shook his head, but never cared Hong Lingyun's words to heart.

But when I turned around and looked at Xu Zhaodi, who was pale and was about to cry, a feeling of emotion suddenly surged in her heart.

Although I was the predecessor of the body-taking and seemed to have little affection with the Xu family, this Xu Xing, who has the same name and surname as me, and looks similar to that when I was young, may be me in another time and space.

Just as Xu Xing was thinking, Hong Sili was getting more and more unable to listen to it and shouted in a deep voice: "Enough!"

"Marriage events, parents' orders, and matchmakers' words, how can you, a girl, make decisions on your own?" Hong Sili said in a solemn voice.

"Dad!" Hong Lingyun bit her red lips tightly, her eyes filled with tears, and she felt very aggrieved.

It’s not that she despised Xu Xing as a poor person, but that she, Hong Lingyun, came from a scholarly family and read all poetry and books since she was a child, and felt that Xu Xing had a dull personality, had mediocre talent, and was not worthy of her.

Xu Xing looked at this scene indifferently, but he didn't feel humiliated. Young people always felt indignant about such matters as men and women, and could not let go. They insisted on calling out thirty years Hedong and thirty years Hexi... before they could stop.

But he... has long passed the age of junior high school.

Xu Xing thought for a moment and said aloud: "Uncle Shi, Xu Xing appreciated it. But the melon is not sweet. Uncle Shi, don't force Lingyun. It's not too late today. Please allow me and my sister to go back."

After Xu Xing finished speaking, he gave Hong Sili a deep gift and left with scatteredness.

This kind of freedom and freedom is not about leaving behind with anger, but is more like a kind of openness and openness that is not lingering in everything.

"Nephew...ah..." Seeing Xu Xing's speech was clear and firm and his tone was firm, Hong Sili felt very regretful. He also saw Xu Xing bowing deeply, holding the Green Girl Sword, pulling Xu Zhaodi's sleeve beside him, and walking out without looking back. Hong Sili's expression was complicated, and thousands of words finally turned into a long sigh.

Hong Lingyun looked at the backs of the Xu brothers who gradually disappeared, recalling Xu Xing's calm and alienated words just now, her eyes were stunned for a long time, and she was happy or sad in her heart, which was really hard to say.

Outside Hong Mansion.

Xu Zhaodi rolled her throat and frowned and said, "Brother, what's going on today? And what you said to Uncle Hong..."

This day was really ups and downs. First, the noble son of a wealthy family came to ask for marriage, and then Hong Sili wanted to betroth his daughter to Xu Xing. These things, one by one, all impacted the hearts of a rural girl.

If Xu Zhaodi had not had a graceful demeanor in her bones, she would have been in chaos at this moment.

Xu Xing smiled faintly, stared at Xu Zhaodi, and joked: "What else can I do? My sister looks down on Mr. Yin, and Hong Lingyun looks down on your brother, this is a matter of rewarding each other, it's even."

When Xu Zhaodi heard Xu Xing mention Mr. Yin, she had no shame on her face, but she was confused and said in a clear voice: "How can such a wealthy family like me, a country girl? I'm afraid there is something strange about this."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xing's expression paused slightly, but he looked at Xu Zhaodi with admiration.

It seems that this so-called fate of a young phoenix is ​​not nonsense.

Just as Xu Xing's eyes were contemplating, Xu Zhaodi didn't know what she remembered, and her eyes turned red again, wiped her tears and said, "Brother, after my parents left, you will be miserable."

Xu Xing shook his head, and did not respond to this, but looked at Cangshan in the distance with thoughtful eyes.

"Sister, you are so kind and have a clear mind. The word "Zhao Di" is really tacky. It's better...I'll give you another word, how about it?"

Xu Xing smiled faintly and said in a warm voice.

Zhaodi...Sister, you should also have your own way to go. Although I don’t want to cut off this kind of relationship, I should also clarify the barriers.

Xu Zhaodi smiled gently and said softly: "Zhaodi's nickname was married by her mother. She has been used to it for so many years. How can she change it easily? Besides, parents name their children, so how can they name their younger brothers? "

Even though he said that, under Xu Zhaodi's curved eyebrows and eyes, there was a hint of expectation in her eyes that seemed to be pure in her spring, and she muttered in her heart, "My brother is growing up."

"The snow in the mountains and the snow in Qingzhou can barely be called my sister's charm, and the word Qianxue is given to my sister." Xu Xing ignored Xu Zhaodi's refusal, pondered for a moment, and pressed the ancient sword of the "Qingnu" hand.

His distant gaze seemed to reflect the distant place, and the frost, wind and snow in ancient Qingzhou were coming.

"Xu Qianxue..." Xu Zhaodi bit her cherry lips and murmured in a low voice, as if a layer of joy in her eyes was quietly melting.
Chapter completed!