The Tyrant Takes Love: Dote on the stunning fairy princess

Chapter 122 Take Your Second Idiot Away
At this time, on the official road nearly a hundred miles away from Dingzhou City, four galloping horses suddenly stopped.

The road ahead was blocked by a pile of dead branches covered in solid ice. Under the dead branches, there were countless sharp ice cones of different sizes, which were obviously deliberately done by someone.

The horse was walking on the spot, making a clattering sound on the snow. The people on the horse were all dressed in dark black clothes and cloaks of the same color, with stern expressions and sharp eyes looking around.

The north wind is bitter, blowing people's hair and robes high and dancing continuously.

The sharp swords hanging from their waists sounded faintly in the cold wind.

Strong murderous intent.

The confrontation lasted only a moment, and dozens of figures appeared behind the snow hills on both sides of the official road, and came along the road!

They were all men in ragged clothes, disheveled hair, thin and sunken cheeks, and the eyes covered by the hair were red, cloudy and full of hostility.

Refugees!

"Master." One of the four said in a low voice, staring at the refugees rushing over without blinking.

A small head emerged from the man's tightly wrapped cloak, and his gaze swept across the refugees around him, his eyes calm.

Soon, the four of them were surrounded. These refugees held knives, daggers, or sticks in their hands, panting heavily, and looked stern, "Hand over all your food and belongings!"

"Hand it over and let you go! We won't hurt anyone!"

Perhaps out of fear of the swords worn by the four of them, the refugees did not act immediately, but set conditions.

"Master?" the guard said again.

"Kill it." Si Chenghuan shuddered as the wind gushed into his neck and shrank his head back into his cloak.

The sound of the sword being unsheathed across the void, leaving behind a series of cries, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire space. Even through the thick fabric of the cloak, the disgusting smell of rust could still be clearly smelled.

The horseshoes sounded again, and galloped away.

The snow behind him was stained red with blood.

Those dead bodies that fell on the ground became stiff soon, and slowly, everything was covered by spreading ice and snow.

In the warm spring of the coming year, before the ice and snow melt, no one will find out that a killing took place here.

At the same time, Beijing.

After school, Jing Li went straight to the carriage house of the National Teacher's Mansion, and let Si Chengxin jump around beside him without responding.

"Jingli, go, go to my house to play! Anyway, the national teacher is not here, you are alone in the national teacher's mansion, why not go to my place, with me and my brother to accompany you, how lively is it? My grandfather also let me Invite you, can you just give me some face? Hey, let me tell you, at least say something!"

"Jingli! I've put my hot face on your cold ass, can you give me some reaction, you make me look like a fool, do you know that!"

Before stepping into the carriage, Jing Li turned his head and said quietly to Si Chengyan who was walking at the end, "Take your second idiot away, don't keep following me."

Second idiot Si Chengxin: "..."

The carriage drove away, and Si Chengxin pointed at the back of the carriage, trembling with anger, "What does he mean? Ah? What does he mean!"

The corner of Si Chengyan's mouth twitched, and he glanced at him, "Let's go, you idiot."

"... Si Chengyan, you are not my brother!"

"I am your brother."

This side got rid of Si Chengxin's entanglement, and Jing Li failed to return to the National Teacher's Mansion smoothly, and the carriage was stopped at the fork of Zhuque Street.

Looking at the old man with peaceful eyes standing in front of the carriage, Jing Li didn't say a word.

"Li'er, you have avoided seeing me several times. I have no choice but to wait for you here. I have reserved a place in Jingfu Building. You and my grandfather sit down and have a good talk, okay?" ?" Jing Changdong still looked serious, but his tone was full of gentleness.

Like a majestic and loving elder in the family.

Jing Li lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold, "Then let's talk."

Don't talk, the other party is still unwilling to give up.

Avoiding it will only make him look down upon it.

Seeing Jingli's agreement, Jing Changdong smiled.

The carriage arrived at Jingfu Restaurant one after the other, and the two went to the private room on the third floor together.

Across the pear wood inlaid marble round table, the two sat facing each other at arm's length.

There is a teapot in the middle of the round table, the tea is fragrant, and the hot air rises from the spout, leaving a misty white mist in the air.

At first, neither of the two spoke first, Jing Li just sat still with his eyes downcast, while Jing Changdong's gaze stayed on Jing Li, sizing him up carefully.

After a while, Jing Changdong let out a long sigh, took the teapot with his hand, poured two cups of tea respectively, and pushed one cup in front of Jing Li, "Xiangshan Dahongpao, the tea has a strong fragrance and smooth aftertaste, you have a taste."

Picking up the teacup, he took a sip and put it down, "Li'er, it's been four years since grandfather and you have seen each other. Your father is busy with work and rarely returns to Xuzhou, and the relationship between our grandparent and grandson has become more and more indifferent." , Grandpa neglected you."

"This time your father lost his title and returned to Xuzhou. I didn't know that they treated you so poorly all these years. When you get old, you can't hear and see. The children of the clan don't like what happens outside. Speak to my old man."

"Do you blame your grandfather for ignoring you? If you are willing to tell me when you are wronged, I will stand up for you."

"As long as you have the blood of the Jing family, even if you put aside your grandfather's status, as the head of the Jing family, it is impossible for me to ignore you."

"It's a pity that no one told you this since you were a child, making you think that there is no backer behind you."

Speaking of this, Jing Changdong smiled wryly, raised the teacup to his lips, and put it down again, his eyes were full of bitterness and guilt.

"Your father is confused, so he lost the hereditary title earned by his ancestors. I don't say much, just treat it as his punishment. My Jing family will take this punishment as an explanation for you." Li'er, this matter, can we count it as a revelation?"

"I don't know what you think of your father and mother in your heart. I won't say anything to persuade you. You can blame him or hate him. It's up to you. But after all, you are of my Jing family's blood, and I can't let you be left outside. Follow me back Xuzhou, if you don't want to follow your father, then follow me, in the future, grandpa will teach you himself, and no one will treat you poorly."

Jing Changdong's words are neither light nor serious, and he narrates them slowly, but it can make people taste all kinds of flavors, which is very touching.

Jing Li sat opposite, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and he never said a word.

The slightly drooping eyes covered all expressions, and the mist from the teacup in front of him obscured his delicate and perfect face.

He didn't speak, and Jing Changdong didn't urge him, he seemed very patient, tolerant of his stubbornness and willfulness.

After a long time, Jing Li stretched out his hand, turned the teacup in front of him lightly, and watched the tea ripples in the cup, "Grandfather, since Jing Rong has returned to Xuzhou, didn't he tell you that before he was stripped of his title at the palace banquet that day, What did I say?"

(End of this chapter)