The ugly concubine of the foolish king

Chapter 320 Five, Entrustment Between Men Murong Xiangao and Feng Yuchen walked side by side to a high ground not far away. So long, so long.

A big tree stands not far away. Winter is coming to an end, and there are already all the remaining leaves on the tree. From time to time, one or two yellow leaves that have not yet fallen will fall.

The branch pointed to Murong Xiangao's face, he stretched out his hand, took a broken leaf from the tree, and stared at it for a long time.

"I'm old, my life, like this yellow leaf, seems to have come to an end, and I'm about to turn into a messenger to protect flowers..." Holding the yellow leaf, Murong Xiangao watched deeply, and he said The double entendre metaphor came up.

"Manor Murong is sad. Today's Master Murong is just in his prime. This trip has come all the way. Friends in the rivers and lakes love him in many ways, and his prestige remains the same as before..." Feng Yuchen complimented him.

"Hahaha, hahaha." Murong Xiang laughed proudly, what everyone saw was just his appearance, if it wasn't for Murong Xiaomei, for Shang Qing'er, he definitely wouldn't have stepped out of Murong Villa . "The emperor is indeed an emperor, and his words are impeccable. Come to think of it, these few words mean to hit me in the face?" Murong Xiangao said to Feng Yuchen with a smile on his face.

"The owner is overthinking. In terms of age, the owner is my elder. In terms of seniority, you are Qing'er's biological uncle, so naturally you are also my uncle. Owner, although I am an emperor, However, here at Qing'er, they treat each other sincerely, this time, the owner of the village has contributed a lot to rescuing Qing'er, please accept Feng Yuchen's bow." Feng Yuchen bent down, knelt down to Murong Xiangao, He knocked his head heavily.

It stands to reason that Murong Xiangao couldn't bear this big gift from Feng Yuchen, but he didn't move, and he didn't intend to help Feng Yuchen up at all. It seemed that he was mentally prepared.

Feng Yuchen finished kowtowing alone, and then got up, Murong Xiangao's eyes were already moist, and he stood there like a candle in the wind, unable to speak for a long time.

"Sister, sister...you can rest assured, you can rest assured that your daughter will have a good home." Murong Xiangao burst into tears suddenly, which made Feng Yuchen feel an incredible feeling. Feel.

After Murong Xiangao cried, he regained his composure, as if the grievances that had been suppressed in his heart for many years were completely cried out by this crying.

"Uncle, don't cry anymore." Feng Yuchen said, persuading Murong Xiangao.

"Since you call me uncle, then, I have a few things to entrust to you, which are entrusted between men." At this time, Murong Xiangao's eyes were so serious, it could be seen that what he said, It will also be a big deal.

"Please tell me..." Feng Yuchen cupped his hands to signal. At this moment, he clearly felt that this entrustment seemed to be very heavy.

"One, I have never been married all my life, and I have only one child, Murong Xiaomei, who was adopted. After a hundred years of my life, there will be no one to take over the family business as big as Murong Mansion. I am thinking, I want to entrust all of this to you. Well, after I pass away, I will have to rely on you to take care of the entire Murong Mansion. Although, logically speaking, Qing'er is the first heir, but since she is only a girl, I don't want to burden her The pressure is too great, so all of this can only be entrusted to you, and I ask you to carry forward my Murong Villa..." At this time, Murong Xiangao's eyes were so earnest, it can be seen that for that He has been running the Murong Villa all his life, and he is extremely nostalgic.

"Master, this matter is very important. In my opinion, we should discuss it again. However, since the owner has spoken, I also assure the owner that as long as it belongs to Qing'er, it is mine, Feng Yuchen. I will definitely take good care of her, please rest assured," Feng Yuchen's words completely reassured Murong Xiangao about the future destination of Murong Villa.After all, he didn't have to worry about it.

"One more thing, Qing'er, that is, your wife, she is the only orthodox junior in my Murong Villa. Although, for so many years, I, as an uncle, have not fulfilled the duty of education, but, But I have been thinking about her all the time. These days, seeing her with the same little face as my sister made me feel guilty for a while, so, as a man, I hope that in the days to come, you can give her endless love. Grace, let her live happily for the rest of her life, okay?" Murong Xiangao reached out and took Feng Yuchen's hand.

"Don't worry, even if you don't confess to this matter, I will still be able to do it, because Qing'er is an unbearable burden in my life, even if I have suffered all kinds of grievances, I will never let me My Qing'er has suffered a lot of grievances, please don't worry, uncle." Feng Yuchen assured Murong Xiangao.

"This is the best, I thank you," Murong Xiangao bent down, intending to kneel down on the ground, but Feng Yuchen pulled him up.

"Uncle..." The two were relatively speechless.

At this time, Shang Qing'er had already arrived at the two people's side. There is an old saying that, after sending you off for thousands of miles, it takes a farewell. Shang Qing'er must follow Feng Yuchen back to the Feng Kingdom, and she, at this time There is also an important matter to discuss with Murong Xiangao.

"Uncle, take a step to talk." Shang Qing'er pulled up Murong Xiangao's sleeves, and the two uncle and nephew walked not far away, Feng Yuchen was inexplicably excluded outside, and there was inevitably some discomfort in her heart.

The setting sun was dim, and looking at Shang Qinger's face, Murong Xiangao felt like he was crying. He regretted that after Shang Quan passed away, he didn't bring Shang Qinger by his side to carry out a funeral. Upbringing, like this, made Shang Qing'er suffer so much oppression from the Shang Liu family, and now, she can be regarded as guarding the sky and the moon is bright. After all, she has a good home.

"Qing'er, uncle is sorry for you, sorry for your mother, for causing you to suffer so much." Murong Xiangao looked at Shang Qing'er and began to speak.

"Uncle, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. What are you talking about? Don't you think I'm fine now?" Shang Qing'er turned around towards Murong Xiangao, and Murong Xiangao smiled lightly. "Uncle, I have an important matter that I want to entrust to you... In this world, besides Ah Chen, the person I can trust the most is you." Shang Qing'er said, her expression was just like Murong Xiang's. Ao's face just now was as solemn.

"Qing'er, can you encounter any major incidents? Is there any hurdle that you can't get over?" Murong Xiangao became nervous when he saw Shang Qing'er's serious face.

"Uncle, look at this." At this moment, Shang Qing'er took out a jade pendant from her sleeve. The whole body of the jade pendant was covered with a circle of gold. In the middle of the jade pendant, a seal was deeply engraved, which invisibly increased the value of this jade pendant by a few points.

"Qing'er, why do you have this?" At that time, when Murong Xiangao saw this jade pendant, his eyes straightened up.

That's right, this jade pendant was given to Shang Qing'er when Feng Qingcheng passed away. This jade pendant has the power of life and death for the emperor of the country. Ao can be regarded as someone who has seen the world, he has only seen this thing in picture books, in fact, he has never seen it at all, now, seeing this jade pendant, how can he not be surprised?

"Uncle, you are clear about the value of this item. At this time, when I return to Fengguo, there must be many things to deal with. Now, there are too many people in Fengguo who want to get this jade pendant. I I was afraid that it would be unsafe to let me go here, so I had to ask my uncle to take care of it for me. Uncle, you are a sensible person. You know the importance of this thing, so you must take care of it? No one can give it to you except me. Do you know?" Shang Qing'er carefully put the jade pendant into his hand, and squeezed his hand tightly. When she was doing this, no one knew what it meant, and no one could see what she meant. What did you do.

"Qing'er, why are you so worried about Uncle?" Murong Xiangao asked.

"Because you are my uncle and my dearest person in this world, so I don't worry about you." Shang Qing'er just smiled, but this time, Murong Xiangao was so moved, Shang Qing'er put the jade pendant away When he came to him, in fact, he put the power of life and death in Fengguo to him...

"Okay, don't worry, as long as my uncle is alive, he will take good care of this jade pendant. Qing'er, the deep palace is dangerous. Although you are protected by Feng Yuchen, you must be careful in the end. Those cruel struggles hurt you, you know?" Murong Xiangao confessed to Shang Qing'er.

"Okay, uncle, this is goodbye. We don't know when we will see each other again. Please let Qinger kowtow to uncle." Shang Qinger took a step back, knelt down on her body, and kowtowed heavily to Murong Xiangao , Murong Xiang stood there proudly, accepting this great gift from Shang Qinger as a matter of course.

"Master, it's getting late, let's hurry up and get on the road, maybe it's too late, and we showed our heads at night..." Mr. Siwen yelled proudly at Murong Xiang from a distance.

"Qing'er, it's alright, let's all go back, and after uncle has looked at Xiaomei's injuries, we will reunite you sisters..." Murong Xiangao carefully pulled Shang Qing'er who had fallen on the ground to his feet.Walk in the direction of the crowd.

"Xiaomei was seriously injured this time. Uncle still needs to take good care of her. When I give birth to a child, I will definitely go home and have a look..." Shang Qinger's words moved Murong Xiangao even more Yes, she used the word "go home".

"Okay, Qing'er, uncle is waiting for you to go home, waiting for you to go home..." In one sentence, the old Murong Xiangao had tears in his eyes.

Everyone looked at the two sad uncles and nephews, and they were all extremely moved. After the sun set deeply, the two carriages rushed towards different intersections.