Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 396
"You!" Nan Quan couldn't bear it anymore.

This person snatched the marriage first three years ago, and dared to call three years later!
Not only is he anti-customer, but he also speaks so rudely, and his smile is even more yin and yang, his face is really hateful!
"Nanquan." Hu Changheng stopped him with his eyes, turned his head to look at Xiao Yuandu, and said in a humble voice, "Meng Wuzi has a note, he is still alive."

"Not only are you alive, but you are still alive and well. You have just passed through Qinzhou, and before you set foot in Jingzhou County, I heard that you are hiding in a golden house at the foot of Foshan." Xiao Yuandu raised his eyebrows, "I have heard that the Qilang of the Hu family is gentle and gentle. For a gentleman to actually do such absurd things, it can be seen that he is much more outrageous than me."

Hu Changheng was still calm and unhurried: "It's just a concubine servant, and the rumors spread by others are not enough to be believed."

"Qiluo silk and precious jades are brought in like flowing water. Why do I see that Ji Shi is not ordinary?"

"The five sons in the backyard have also visited, and I must have seen it."

Xiao Yuandu nodded: "I have seen it."

I didn't see the slightest apology for trespassing into someone's back house to meet someone's female relatives, and even put on an attitude of disapproval, "Your vision is really not very good."

Hu Changheng was not annoyed either: "A beautiful woman with a dry bone, how can she be the enemy of Hui Zhilan's heart? After all, everyone is attracted to each other."

Xiao Yuandu clapped his hands: "As expected of someone who stayed in a temple, his realm is really extraordinary."

"However," the smile disappeared suddenly, "it's still a little dirty."

"The fifth son must have misunderstood. I just borrowed the cloud temple to recuperate. I am not a disciple of Buddhism, but I am still a person in the world. I can't let go of my children's love, love, hate, greed and hatred. It's not surprising that the six senses are unclean."

The two stood facing each other, one's gaze was getting colder, and the other's eyes remained warm.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became tense.

Xiutu kept his eyes on the skinny old man behind Hu Changheng.

The other party was not good looking, and had no sense of presence, but Xiu Tu didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, intuitively feeling that this person was unfathomable.

"Why did the fifth son come here?" Hu Changheng broke the silence.

Xiao Yuandu said, "Second Brother Ni and I are old acquaintances. I heard that he had recently given birth to a son, so I came here to congratulate you. Passing through Jingzhou, I heard that you are resting here. Thinking about it, we are also old friends. , so I came to you to catch up on the old days, and thank you for the generous gift from before."

Nan Quan's face turned green with anger.

old friend?Reminisce?It's a good thing he can speak it out!

Hu Changheng was indifferent, only showing some surprise: "Why do you say that?"

Xiao Yuandu didn't go around in circles, and directly named Fan Qiongzhi's siblings.

"Although the rich family who trained their siblings is a merchant in Qinzhou, their ancestral home is in Chongzhou, and the place where they live is close to Jingzhou County. It must have some relationship with you, the seventh son."

Hu Changheng shook his head gently: "In the past three years, I have never left Izumo Mountain. I have been sick, and I have not paid attention to outside affairs. The fifth son probably thanked the wrong person. According to what the fifth son said, the siblings are the same The person you are looking for, the unintentional actions of a rich family can be regarded as the beauty of an adult, and the one who the five young masters should thank is him."

"It makes sense." Xiao Yuandu twitched the corner of his mouth, and didn't bother with the matter, "I'll save this thank you first, but you still owe me a thank you."

Hu Changheng said indifferently: "I don't even know where to start talking about this."

Xiao Yuandu let go of his arms and took two steps forward.

Nan Quan immediately became alert, and the cloudy eyes of the thin old man next to him were also flickering.

Xiao Yuandu snorted, raised his hands and shook them at him, then turned his back on his back.

"You have no destiny with Jiang Nu. If I hadn't snatched her away, you might not have the lifespan you have today—" leaning forward slightly, he said regretfully to Hu Changheng, "Speaking of which, if you would listen to me and marry another Fang, why are you alone now, with a group of bald donkeys for a long time?"

His tone was frivolous and his words were provocative, as if he intended to anger Hu Changheng.

The hands under the light fur coat slowly tightened, and Hu Changheng looked at him, his warm eyes gradually covered with frost.

"You can hear that there are two major hatreds in the world? One is the hatred of killing your father, and the other is the hatred of taking your wife."

Xiao Yuandu answered simply, "Hate can be paid with life, but wife cannot be returned. Here is the head of the item, if you have the ability, you can take it yourself."

"wife?"

"That's right," Xiao Yuandu raised his chin, his words clanging, "The wife I robbed with my own ability is naturally my wife."

Hu Changheng lowered his eyes, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "In name but without reality, are they considered husband and wife?"

Xiao Yuandu's complexion changed, and the bottom of his eyes was full of waves.

But soon, the turbulent undercurrent was subdued, as if he hadn't heard the words calmly.

"On name, I have worshiped the world with her; on—" Hu Changheng seemed to want to say something, but held back.

"The difference of one step is not counted." Xiao Yuandu said expressionlessly.

"That's right, the difference of one step doesn't count." Hu Changheng stopped there, keeping his secret.

"But I'm sorry I can't utter this word of thanks." He immediately straightened his face, "What the fifth son did that day was an insult to me, and on the sixth, the insult and harm to the bride were a hundred times worse. Regret."

Xiao Yuandu hummed heavily.

It's all right for Jiang Nu to say this, and he really didn't dare to mention this in front of Jiang Nu.

But when facing other people, don't expect him to feel remorse, especially Hu Changheng.

"You are also born and raised in the Northland, so you need me to tell you about the custom of robbing marriages?"

"Existence is reasonable, so it can be used by you, so you think so?" Hu Changheng nodded, "I don't know if she thinks the same way? If so, you should have children around your knees long ago."

Xiao Yuandu's expression was stagnant, and he said as if nothing had happened: "We don't need outsiders to worry about the matters between our husband and wife, and it will be sooner or later that children will be around their knees."

Hu Changheng smiled when he heard the words, "I hope you can get what you want."

"That's inevitable."

The conversation reached a stalemate, and the old things that should be said have been finished, Xiao Yuandu looked at the sky outside, and said, "Seventh Young Master wants to take care of himself, so I will leave now."

Hu Changheng also had no intention of staying with each other, "Nan Quan, see off the guests."

Passing by by mistake, when he was about to step over the threshold, Xiao Yuandu turned around and walked to the west wall.

Nan Quan was taken aback.

Originally, the four walls of this study room were covered with scrolls, but now they are empty, and the paint color on the walls is uneven.

Sure enough, Xiao Yuandu raised his hand to caress the wooden wall, and asked: "The traces of the hanging paintings are still there, but where did the paintings go?"

Hu Changheng didn't change his face, "The painting is not good, it's burned."

Xiao Yuandu turned his head halfway, squinted his eyes and stared at him for a moment, then smiled, and walked away without saying anything.

"Young master, let them go like this?"

Nanquan was anxious, hated and unwilling.

"Although there are many of them, we also brought the government soldiers. No matter how powerful Xiao Wu is, Wensou can also defeat him, why not kill him here, and avoid future troubles!"

Wensou is a skinny old man, the dead servant of Hu's family, with great combat strength, dedicated to guarding Hu Changheng's safety.

Hu Changheng looked at the direction where Xiao Yuandu left, and said after a long time: "Buddhism is a pure land, killing is inauspicious. Wait a little longer."

At this time, a beautifully dressed woman entered the study room and asked for instructions: "My lord, do you want to continue to pretend—"

"continue."

"promise."

Coming out of the Bieyuan, a group of people got on their horses.

Xiutu hesitated and said, "I've searched the courtyard inside and out, and the ice room in the cellar has not been spared, and there is no trace of Mrs. Young. Could it be—"

Could it be a mistake?

Maybe Hu Changheng had put it down a long time ago, and there is still a woman by his side, so it doesn't seem like he can't forget the young lady.

Xiao Yuandu didn't say a word, and finally took a look at where Bieyuan was, turned his head and looked ahead, squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)