Royal Road

The banquet lasted much longer than in the past. Not only were friends shooting, there were also fashionable entertainment activities such as barnyard grass and flag playing. Liang Feng could still bear it. Liang Rong was young after all, and did not sleep at noon, and gradually became weak. Before the application, the little guy's eyes couldn't open a bit, and he was very sleepy. Originally, he was not very interested in these ancient amusements. Upon seeing this, Liang Feng ended the banquet early.

As a Venerable, he can naturally leave the meeting first. Every family has camping tents on the riverside. Shangsi is popular for drinking and drinking throughout the night. Liang Feng did not let anyone see him off. With Yi Yan and a few people waiting for him, he walked along the forest road to the horse-drawn carriage parked in the distance. Unexpectedly, just a few steps out, someone stopped by the side of the road.

"Thanks to Liang Taishou's help on the road, my girl was out of danger. At this moment, I want to thank you face to face." A maidservant stepped forward, crisply and delicately.

Behind her, a girl in a colorful embroidered shirt stood there. Obviously, it took a long time to block the wide road with a few servants behind him.

Is that Xue daughter again? Liang Feng raised his eyebrows, but he did not expect that this girl would not give up. But it’s not far from the camp area, and it’s impossible to justify being blocked by an unmarried woman. With a light sigh, Liang Feng said: "If you raise your hand, why should a girl be more polite."

Xue Wuniang was overjoyed when he finally heard the answer from Liang Taishou, twisting her waist and stepping forward. All of her dresses are of the most fashionable style. The brocade crotch is in a bunch around the waist, and the five golden soldiers decorated on it are dazzling, making it even more slender and unbearable to hold. The wide long sleeves sway in the wind, and from time to time they can reveal weak wrists. There was no gold shining on the wrist, but a string of agate beads, the white beads were red, and it was a little bit condensed. Under the long skirt, a pair of small colored clogs was also put on, and the wooden teeth stepped on the stone path, making a pleasant whisper.

This is the outfit she has spent a lot of effort to match. The Buddhist beads are even more painstaking, and will surely make Fujun look at it more!

However, when Xue Wuniang walked in and really saw the person in front of him. For a moment, she forgot where she was.

The man in front of him is handsome and beautiful, far beyond imagination. Obviously, Fu Fen had never repaired his face, and a simple robe made people unable to look away. What Yushan Qiongshu, what stands out from the crowd, only when you see it, can you know the paleness of words. He was so meticulously crafted, but it was eclipsed.

If you can stay with such a man, why care about his wealth and future? !

However, when confronted with the pair of black eyes that were indifferent and indifferent, Xue Wuniang suddenly returned to his senses and remembered what he had come for. Blushing her ears, she panicked and saluted: "The slave and the slave family are in distress, and they are in a mess. Thanks to the monarch's help. The slave family is grateful...ah!"

Maybe it was because she was too hasty to salute, the clogs under her step knocked on a piece of gravel, her figure swayed, and she fell forward.

This is a serious hug. Liang Feng was almost speechless. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old yellow-haired girl with no **** and buttocks, not taller than his chest. Painted with white powder, red rouge, and gold leaf on the brow as a flower tin. The makeup is so strong that it is exaggerated in nightclubs. It's really no blessing to come back to such a vulgar routine.

However, he hadn't moved yet, and a hand was stretched out in a diagonal stab, and he grabbed Xue Wuniang's arm fiercely!

That sweet cry immediately turned into a real cry, Xue Wuniang was forcibly straightened, a pair of wonderful eyes, and another pair of cold blue eyes.

Seeing the ugly face with high nose and deep eyes in front of him, Xue Wuniang's horror screamed back into his stomach, tears burst into his eyes.

"Bo Yuan, don't be rude." A voice sounded beside them.

Xue Wuniang was so energetic that he cast a glance at the speaker for help. However, after seeing the look of the man clearly, her heart suddenly stopped. Those black eyes were still deserted, and seemed to have more impatience hidden under them. Xiang saw through her thoughts and felt contemptuous in her heart.

Mu Leng was snatched back by the maid who rushed over. Xue Wuniang only felt that something was blocked in his throat, and opened his mouth with all his might, but couldn't even speak.

Liang Feng nodded politely and said, "Girl, please go back to camp. Don't get into trouble again."

After all, he didn't care about the Xue family members, and took Liang Rong away with strides.

The pain in the chest pressed over the arm. Xue Wuniang blinked a few times, and tears immediately flowed down her cheeks. Is she doing this wrong? How would Liang Taishou accept a vulgar woman who he didn't look down upon? But she, but she just wants to marry into Liang Mansion!

"Girl! Girl don't cry..." The maid beside her persuaded in a panic. But how could Xue Wuniang bear it, shame and annoyance, pain and regret. Tears washed away the delicate makeup, and also shattered a heart into several petals.

Liang Rong also heard the crying behind him. However, at this moment, he is not like just now, and he has to ask a question to help. Rather, he grabbed his father's sleeve tightly with anger. This girl is so shameless, she clearly covets his father! His father is so handsome and valiant, how can that daughter of the Xue family be worthy? !

As if feeling the tension from the sleeves, Liang Feng smiled and lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong with Rong'er?"

Liang Rong bit his lips tightly and struggled for a long time before he said, "Father, do you want to marry the Xue girl?"

"Why do you want to marry?" Liang Feng smiled and bent over and hugged his son in his arms. The little guy's weight is getting heavier and heavier, and it is thanks to his body that he gradually recovers before he can hold it.

After plunged into his father's arms, Liang Rong's emotions calmed down a little, and he whispered: "I think the Xue girl, no, no..."

How can such a little guy tell if a woman is good or bad? Liang Feng said, jokingly: "Then if you marry another girl for your father, would Rong'er wish to have an extra stepmother?"

These words immediately stunned Liang Rong. Stepmother? He has not had a mother since he was a child, and he has no idea what a real mother looks like. If the stepmother came, wouldn't A father love himself as he does now? If he gives birth to other children, can he still get his father's meticulous love and care?

The little hand grasped the soft skirt, Liang Rong's lips trembled, and finally he said, "If Father wants to marry, Rong'er is willing."

Those fears, those reluctances, were all suppressed by his immature voice. He didn't want to abandon such unique care, but his father was so young that he should marry a wife. This is filial piety. It is something that the teacher has urged him to remember.

Seeing the little guy's face almost wrinkled together, Liang Feng couldn't help sighing. This kind of only child who lost his mother since childhood is naturally very dependent on his father. But Liang Rong was still willing to let him remarry. Such a well-behaved and caring child, how can it not make people feel sad.

Touching Liang Rong's little head, he whispered: "Well, my father will marry a gentle and considerate one who will take good care of Rong'er."

Maybe he should marry a wife as soon as possible. The older the little guy is, the more uncomfortable his stepmother is. It is better to marry early, so that the children have a process of adapting.

Looking at the situation today, Liang Feng can completely understand it. At this time, the male and female guards were not like later generations. The number of women who went to the streets to watch the handsome men were countless, and the pre-Qin-style affair like Chuguoyingche was not too few. I am afraid that this is the only way to give unmarried women the courage to surrender. Xue's daughter might be the first one. I don't know how many rotten peach blossoms will follow.

Instead of this, it is better to have a political marriage early. Loli, after two more years of raising, maybe she can develop the type she likes.

Gradually, he had an idea in his mind, and Liang Feng patted his son on the back with a soothing gesture, and walked forward. After walking a few steps, his footsteps suddenly stopped and he turned around. I saw Yi Yan who had been following behind him, not knowing when he had fallen behind.

"Bo Yuan?" Liang Feng asked suspiciously.

As if being whipped out of thin air, Yi Yan was shocked and took a step forward: "Master, my subordinates are abrupt today..."

Only then did Liang Feng understand that he might be worried that she might offend the Xue family girl, and smiled: "Don't worry about Bo Yuan. It's hard for Xue Ren to play a ghost behind his back in today's affairs. The white porcelain trade between him and Liang Mansion is as high as hundreds every year Ten thousand dollars, how can you turn your face because of this little thing? But don't be too nervous, you can be a thief when you see anyone. There are some things that should be blocked by Qingmei, so let her block."

Upon hearing this, Yi Yan's head drooped lower and muffled: "Subordinates understand."

Liang Feng smiled and shook his head, and no longer persuaded him, and took Liang Rong onto the carriage.

After the carriage creaked and started, Yi Yan, who was standing stiff on the side of the road, slowly raised his head. When the woman pounced on the lord, he only felt that his heart was about to explode, and his anger went straight to the top of his head, and he would stop him regardless. How can a woman of unknown origin desecrate the lord so much!

But what if it comes from a clear source? Just as the lord said the successor.

In good health, young in age, and with such grace and wealth, what can stop the lord from marrying another beautiful woman? If that time, can he accept a new "mother" like Liang Rong?

His nails plunged deeply into his palms, and he seemed to hear the crackling of his own teeth.

He didn't want to. Until today, he didn't want to understand. He is unwilling.

But what's the use of his reluctance?

The carriage began to move, and several guards from the Liang House looked over. Yi Yan stepped stiffly, came to his mount, and turned on his horse. When sitting still on the horse's back, he suddenly noticed that there was a patch of bright red blood on the white horse's mane.

Turning the palm of the hand, blood flowed down the palm. It was like the painful sore in his heart, red and glaring.

Without stopping to stop the bleeding, he held the rein with the injured palm, pinched the horse's belly, and closely followed the car in front of him.

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