Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 2161 Memories strike, tears wet eyes

As soon as the words were finished, Murong Tianyun came over under Ah Fu's leadership. Murong Simiao's eyes flashed with struggle, then he lowered his head slightly, bowed his hands, and called out very respectfully: "I have seen Mr. Murong."

Seeing his respectful appearance, Murong Tianyun's face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to touch him, but in the end he withdrew his hand and said embarrassingly, "Si Miao, why are you here?"

He just heard Ah Fu's report in Murong Yixue's room, did he think he heard it wrong?Regardless of Chen Ruolian's yelling, she followed Ah Fu and ran over, and she saw him.

Compared with when he was in the prime minister's mansion before, he was much thinner and taller, and he looked in good spirits.

"I came today because I have something to discuss with Mr. Xiang. I wonder if Mr. Xiang can give me some time. Let's take a moment to talk." Murong Simiao looked neither humble nor overbearing, and was very polite.

Looking at such a strange son, Murong Tianyun felt as uncomfortable as if someone was cutting his flesh with a blunt knife.

At that time, he drove Aunt Qian and Simiao out out of anger. Later, when he heard that Aunt Qian had died, he regretted it and wanted to bring Simiao back, but there was no trace of him.

"Don't worry! Master Xiang, I won't delay you for too long." Murong Simiao saw that he had been silent, and said.

Murong Tianyun came back to his senses, took a deep look at him, and then said in a low voice: "Follow me to the study."

Saying that, without waiting for Murong Simiao's answer, he turned around and walked straight towards the study.

Murong Simiao smiled at Murong Lianxue, gave her a reassuring look, then strode forward, stepped into the gate of Xiangfu, paused beside Murong Bingxue, glanced at her, and strode forward go.

Looking at the familiar scenery in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Murong Simiao felt mixed feelings. This is the place where he lived for ten years, and it was full of his memories. Now, if it wasn't because of Sister Jingxue, he would never be able to see it again. Won't step in here!

However, he is still grateful to God, grateful to him for giving him a carefree ten years
No longer remembering the past, no longer looking at those familiar scenes, he strode forward with strides, but within a short while, he came to the study.

Murong Tianyun was already waiting inside, and when Murong Simiao entered, his servants had already brewed his tea and put it on the low table.

"Si Miao, sit down!" Murong Tianyun pointed to the Taishi chair, and he himself sat down on the chair above the high seat.

Murong Simiao took a look at the study room, and it was still the same as before. I remember that he didn't like studying very much in the past, and every time he was chased by his master to run around the whole Xiangfu. Whenever he came to the study, as long as he ran to the study, his father would always put down what he was doing and play with him for a while. Every time at this time, he would sit on his lap and let him tell him stories.

The mother hurriedly appeared in her eyes, looked at their father and son, and said helplessly: "You will spoil him sooner or later, I think you will regret it in the future."

But every time my father didn't take it seriously, pinching his chubby little face, and said with a smile: "Si Miao is a smart child, even if he doesn't study in the future, he will definitely have other prospects, my son of Murong Tianyun , how could it be bad."

Every time my mother couldn't say anything about my father, she always gave a coquettish voice and stopped talking.

The family's happy and happy appearance became hazy in front of him, his eyes were astringent, he hurriedly turned his head away, and gently wiped away the tears that were about to fall.

(End of this chapter)