Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 1147 I'm afraid time is running out

Su Jiu leaned against the door, choked up and called softly: "Father..."

The footsteps in the mansion suddenly accelerated.

After approaching the door, the footsteps became hesitant again.

After half a cup of tea, the door of Zhu Qi's mansion finally opened slowly.

Su Jiu raised his tearful eyes, a man over half a century old, with a straight blue shirt and gray temples.

The eyes covered with fine lines were faintly red, he had just paused behind the door for a long time, and must have been secretly wiping away his tears.

He didn't want his little daughter who had returned home to see his most vulnerable side as a father.

Su Jiu's dimples were sweet, and he tried his best to smile cutely and sweetly, "It's my daughter's fault that I came back suddenly and made Dad feel at a loss..."

Wen Wen spoke softly, but tears rolled down abruptly.

She quickly turned her face away and wiped her tears, and when she turned around again, she had a sweet look with dimples again, "Ran Ran, what did mother tell you just now?"

Ran Ran cutely tilted her head, and said crisply: "Grandpa!"

The emotions that Xiao Yu had managed to control collapsed in an instant.

He raised his wide sleeves, pressed the corners of his eyes, and lovingly touched the little guy's head, "Go into the room and talk."

Xiao Yu and Su Jiu went to the main hall.

Lu Zhi's carriage was still parked at the entrance of Wuyi Alley, and the young man stood in front of the carriage, staring at the plaque, without speaking for a long time.

Chang Sheng couldn't help but asked: "Master, don't we go in? I still hope to have lunch at Xiao's house!"

Lu Zhi's eyes were lonely.

His eyes paused at the strokes on the plaque, and a picture unexpectedly appeared in his mind:
Three handsome young men, wearing Confucian clothes and belts, played and played through this deep and quiet alley.

A handsome young man with a cinnabar tear mole under his left eye reached out his hand to take off his classmate's black horned scholar hat as a prank, and his long black hair fell down to his waist in an instant. Charming little girl.

Another young man, Chun Xiao, who is weak, cursingly raised his foot to kick the evil boy, but the other party deftly avoided him.

They went noisily into the depths.

The old young swallows were lying in their nests under the eaves, chirping and waiting for the mother swallows to feed them, while curiously stretching their heads to watch them go away.

The picture gradually darkens.

Time has passed, and the young swallows of the past have probably died of old age, leaving only dilapidated nests, facing the bustling spring breeze...

Seeing that Lu Zhi was still in a daze, Chang Sheng couldn't help pushing him, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Zhi woke up from the screen, and suddenly bent down weakly.

He lowered his head, bright red blood stains scattered on the bluestone slabs, staining the dark green moss deeply.

"Master!" Chang Sheng was frightened, "Don't scare the little ones, master, master? There is a medical clinic in front, let's go see the doctor, okay?!"

Lu Zhi held his hand tightly.

He slowly straightened up, looked at the alley again, and suddenly burst into a smile.

"In my story, my sister, Xiao Tingchen, and even Xie Rongjing are very important people. But in their story, I'm probably just an outsider, right? I haven't participated in their past, and I won't have anything to do with them. The future of drinking and talking together. I am the swallow under the eaves, watching them, envious of them... But even if I build a nest under their beams, it will be nothing. Everything is empty, but that's all ..."

A sick and weak boy with delicate features, sighing in the long wind of late spring.

Changsheng wiped away his tears, knowing that his master's time might really be numbered.

He said respectfully: "It's windy here, master, why don't you go to Xiao's house and ask for a cup of hot tea to warm you up?"

Lu Zhi casually walked towards the bustling place, "There is a rule in the Central Plains, you need to bring a gift when you visit the door. I came from a long way, so I can't visit Xiao's house empty-handed."

Half an hour later, he and Chang Sheng boarded Xiao's mansion carrying big bags and small bags.

The old housekeeper opened the door for him, and watched him stepping into the house with a smile in surprise.

In the main hall, Xiao Yu and Su Jiu talked for a long time, fearing that she would be tired from the long journey, so she got up and said, "I'll take you back to Jiangheting to have a look, the past two years have been preserved according to the original appearance, and the bedding and so on are also kept from time to time. Replace it with a new, clean one, so you can live in it whenever you come back."

Su Jiu's nose was sour, and he pulled up Ran Ran and stood up, "Please trouble father..."

Xiao Yu hugged Ran Ran with a smile, and while stepping out of the threshold, asked kindly: "How old is the baby?"

Ran Ran has grown so big, this is the first time he has heard someone call him a baby.

He was a little happy in his heart, and he liked this kind-hearted grandfather even more, but his little face was serious, and he said in a childish voice: "Grandpa, I am a man, not a baby."

"Okay, okay, we are men!" Xiao Yu was amused by him.

The grandfather and grandson were talking intimately when Lu Zhi and others came over.

He put down the big and small bags, obediently followed the etiquette of Confucian scholars in the Central Plains, stretched his sleeves and bowed to Xiao Yu, "Uncle."

Xiao Yu frowned.

Looking at him, the young man is only eighteen or nineteen years old, his appearance is delicate and weak, and he looks humble and gentle.

The gifts I bought were all expensive supplements, probably costing a lot of silver.

Hiding behind him was a child of four or five years old, holding a big wine gourd, watching him nervously and enviously holding Ran Ran.

Xiao Yu frowned even deeper.

Could it be that his precious daughter dumped Xiao Tingchen and found a younger man?
Could the child behind him be their illegitimate child?
He was taken aback by his own thoughts.

He turned around and looked at Su Jiu hesitantly.

Su Jiu saw his eyes and immediately understood what he was thinking.

She wanted to cry but had no tears, "Father, I look at it, does it look like a person who starts to mess up and ends up abandoning?"

Only then did Xiao Yu let go of his hanging heart.

His precious daughter is well-behaved and loving, but Xiao Tingchen is not a good person. If it is about chaos and abandonment, it should be Xiao Tingchen.

Su Jiu introduced, "Father, this is the king of the ghost prison, Lu Zhi."

Xiao Yu was taken aback again.

He couldn't help but look at Lu Zhi carefully. This handsome young man who looks harmless to humans and animals is actually the king of the ghost prison? !
Thinking of all the evil things that Ghost Prison did to Zhongyuan, he immediately lost all affection for the young man in front of him.

He nodded coldly, "So it's the king of Ghost Prison..."

After sighing, he held Ran Ran Chaojiang Heting and left.

Lu Zhi was left where he was.

Longevity is not angry, "Master Xiao San is too ruthless, master and king, when has he ever suffered such cold treatment..."

Complaining so much, the master and servant knew that from the moment they stepped out of Shangjing, they were no longer ghost prisoners.

As the chief culprit of the war, there is no room for people not to hate him.

Lu Zhi looked at Su Jiu, and smiled weakly, "I'm troubling my sister."

Su Jiu shook his head.

She clearly smelled the faint bloody smell on the boy's body, and knew that he might be coughing up blood again.

Lu Zhi, time is running out.

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so sleepy, good night
　Thank you for the reward of love, okay?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)