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Bei Ming Junxing's handsome face was red and white and said: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? I will marry her? Didn't she marry me?"

"You brat, is your fate as tough as hers? You have no choice but to marry her, otherwise you will never have another woman in your life." Mr. Beiming stretched out his hand to beckon him over.

Beiming Junxing walked to him and sat down with a depressed look on his face and said angrily: "Grandpa, did you take the wrong medicine? How could I get married? Isn't our Beiming family very embarrassed?"

"It's better to be embarrassed than to die alone. Listen, although you are only sixteen years old, you are still a grown man. When you have a wife, you must do things through your brain and do everything for the sake of your wife. Your wife is not an ordinary person, so in fact, you

Don’t suffer any loss, good boy! Why did you force someone else to do it? Our Beiming family is also very angry. If Nangong Yuntian knew that his daughter was captured by a man from our Beiming family, he would be so angry that he would be killed, haha.”

The old man laughed when he thought of this.

The three of them suddenly had a black eye. Nangong Yonghe was secretly amused, but forget it, don't hit this cute old man. It's not easy to let go after so many years. For the sake of having such a cute husband, we won't pursue it.

Hua Yurong also laughed secretly, her chest shook, and she obviously didn't dare to laugh, while Beiming Junxing's handsome face turned the color of pig liver, and he looked at Nangong Yonghe with big eyes, as if to warn her not to say it.

"Grandpa, I still don't understand." Beiming Junxing saw him laughing so hard that tears came out, and he spoke quickly. He was really afraid that his grandpa would go crazy.

"You don't have to understand, you are going to marry this woman anyway. By the way, you two will serve the same wife together, and you must not be jealous." The old man explained, "The so-called family harmony will make everything prosper!"

Hua Yurong nodded and said, "Don't worry, old man, this family will still have its own rules. I will customize them when I return to the capital."

"Ah." Beiming Junxing said depressedly, "Grandpa, I don't want to go to the capital, and I don't want to marry her."

"What are you talking about! When did the men of our Beiming family stop talking and act so irresponsibly, you still deserve to be named Beiming! I tell you, you have to marry even if you don't want to!" The old man was angry.

Beiming Junxing was completely frightened.

At this time, Zhao Qing timidly knocked on the door and said: "Master Hua, that big tonic soup, ahem, the young master didn't ask someone to make it."

Hua Yurong looked straight and said: "Who is it? Can someone be caught?"

"Yes!" Zhao Qing immediately shouted proudly, "Bring the people in!"

"What's going on?" Mr. Beiming asked in surprise. Why didn't he, an old man, know about so many things happening in Mao's own family?

"It's not me, I'm really not a slave! I don't know anything!" A little slave rolled in crying and crawling on the floor.

Hua Yurong said to Mr. Beiming: "I smelled the smell of 'Wushenghua' when I came in. I thought it was Yong He who drank it. Fortunately, she didn't drink it, but it seems that someone wanted to harm Yong He."

"I, I thought it was a little star." Nangong Yonghe said with a pale face.

"What is me? What is Wushenghua? I have never heard of it. What kind of tonic soup is it?" Beiming Junxing was completely confused.

"Master, didn't you order your servants to stew Dabu soup this morning?" Zhao Qing said eagerly.

"I don't have any. Yong'er drank so many supplements last night, so there is no need for so much!" Beiming Junxing was not confused.

"Damn slave, you say that!" Zhao Qing kicked the guy on the ground.

"It's unfair. I really didn't know that I was knocked unconscious. I just woke up in the toilet." The little slave's nose dropped to the ground.

"When did it happen?" the old man said majestically.

"It was in the morning, about an hour or so ago. I didn't see that guy." The little slave said fearfully.

"Get up, it's none of his business, I'm afraid someone disguises himself as him." Hua Yurong quickly understood.

Bei Ming Junxing asked anxiously: "Yong'er, what is a lifeless flower?"

"Even if you take the medicine that won't let me have a baby, it will abort the baby. I thought it was you who had no conscience!" Nangong Yonghe glanced at him with big eyes.

"What! How can it be me who is so vicious? I, I wish you had it!" After Beiming Junxing finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Beiming and his face turned red.

Nangong Yonghe's face turned red, and she said angrily: "How can it be so fast? I don't want to give birth yet!" I thought to myself, I must not have it. If I do, I won't know who she is. That would be really hurtful.

╮(╯▽╰)╭.

"Ahem, cough, cough, okay. Fortunately, it's okay. You have to be careful when eating in the future." Hua Yurong immediately asked the two of them to calm down.

"Good boy, come on!" Mr. Beiming suddenly smiled happily. The men in the Beiming family are really talented.

"Ahem, old man, it seems your Beiming Fort is no longer safe." Hua Yurong said calmly with the corner of her mouth twitching.

"Ahem! I'm going to check right away!" Mr. Beiming couldn't help but left quickly, taking the slave away directly.

There were three people left in the room, and the door was closed. Beiming Junxing rushed to Hua Yurong and said, "What did you say to my grandfather?"

"The Eight Diagrams Marriage Mirror." Hua Yurong said simply.

"Are those all true?" Beiming Junxing looked at Nangong Yonghe and asked.

"You don't like me?" Nangong Yonghe's big eyes suddenly popped out.

Beiming Junxing said coldly from behind: "No, but, if I don't marry you, will I really end up alone?"

Hua Yurong nodded seriously and said, "That's an ancient artifact, how could it be fake? So you have to keep yourself clean to avoid killing other girls."

Beiming Junxing immediately opened his mouth and looked at Hua Yurong in horror.

"Don't look at me, I've already killed two women, I just don't want you to do evil." Hua Yurong sighed.

"Ah, you, you, so you too?" Beiming Junxing didn't believe that Hua Yurong actually had rebellious moments.

"Of course I didn't believe this at first, but now I can't help but believe it. Fortunately, I found my wife." Hua Yurong looked at Nangong Yonghe with gentle eyes.

"Hehe, it's good that I found it, otherwise you would have been alone all your life. By the way, before you were twenty years old, did Little Xingxing and the others also pay attention to this?" Nangong Yonghe said in surprise.

"No, it was the curse set by the master back then, asking me to find you. But the old man didn't expect to leave first and forgot to explain it to me." Hua Yurong couldn't laugh or cry. If he didn't find Nangong Yonghe, he would

He is not the best young master in the world, but a eunuch who does not need to be castrated.

"What a danger!" Nangong Yonghe felt sorry for him.

"Before you were twenty, how old were you now?" Beiming Junxing looked at him and asked.

"Today is my twenty-first birthday." Hua Yurong showed a calm and gentle smile.

"Happy birthday, hubby!" Nangong Yonghe immediately rushed to kiss him, sweating in his heart. He didn't remember. Damn it, it seemed that his feelings for him hadn't gone deep yet, and they were disturbed by Beiming Junxing.

It makes me feel really guilty.

"Thank you, madam." Hua Yurong showed a satisfied smile.

"What do you mean by husband?" Beiming Junxing's face darkened.

"My husband is what my husband means." Nangong Yonghe hugged Hua Yurong's neck and continued to coquettishly say, "Husband, can we go out to celebrate?"

"No! Your injury is okay. It's just a birthday. I fail every year." Hua Yurong stroked her hair lovingly.

"My injury is healed. It doesn't hurt at all. You gave me such good medicine and I'm really fine. It used to be okay, but starting from this year, let's go out. Anyway, saving Uncle Guiyu is at night.

It's still early." Nangong Yonghe is actually very bored here.

Beiming Junxing looked at her charming look in Hua Yurong's arms, his handsome face became more and more angry, and he wanted to snatch her away.

"Junxing, what do you think? Why don't we go out for lunch together?" Hua Yurong secretly observed Beiming Junxing's face.

"Little Xingxing, go ahead. We will be a family from now on. If you go, can we also celebrate your seventeenth birthday next time?" Nangong Yonghe's big eyes were full of prayer.

When Bei Ming Junxing saw that the two of them did not ignore him, his expression improved slightly and he said, "As long as your injury is fine, I have no problem with it."

"Yeah, I knew Little Xingxing was the best, come here and give me a kiss!" Nangong Yonghe immediately acted like a hooligan.

Beiming Junxing was stunned for a moment, turned around and left, his handsome face as red as an apple.

Hua Yurong saw Nangong Yonghe's unhappy expression and said, "Madam, don't embarrass him, he is not you."

"Uh, what do you mean? What's wrong with me? I don't want to be nice to you all. I won't get any good results if I offend any of you. It's easy for me." Nangong Yonghe pouted aggrievedly.

"He will get used to it gradually. Why don't we go see Wenting." Hua Yurong suggested.

"Okay! I really want to see him. I wonder how he is injured?" Nangong Yonghe nodded immediately. She could never forget the scene of Su Wenting blocking an arrow for her. She was the only one who was moved in her heart.

You know it yourself.

"Well, then you wait here for a while, and I'll go talk to the old man about something, and then we go out together." Hua Yurong kissed her on the forehead.

"Okay." Nangong Yonghe immediately nodded happily.

In Beiming Sheng's study, Mr. Beiming looked at his son who was writing and sighed as he walked in.

"Dad, why are you here?" Bei Mingsheng put down his brush and came out.

But Mr. Beiming walked to his desk, sat down, and reached out to open a drawer.

"Dad!" Bei Mingsheng quickly called him anxiously.

Mr. Beiming opened the drawer anyway, and inside was a stack of calligraphy and paintings.

"Do you think I, an old man, don't know anything?" Mr. Beiming sighed. No one was allowed to enter his son's study. Except for Gui Yu, not even his two sons and Yun Niang were allowed in. Naturally, he had his secrets.

"Dad, why are you bothering? It's all over." Beiming Sheng said calmly.

"Is it all over? Why don't you give up on her? What are all these?" Mr. Beiming took out the drawing paper, and there was a woman all over it, that was Wen Yaxin in her youth.

"Dad, you asked me to marry Yun Niang and I married her. You asked me to have a son and I gave birth to a son. Can't you let me miss you a little?" Bei Mingsheng's eyes were suddenly filled with pain.

Mr. Beiming looked at him without making a sound, but he was heartbroken. This was all caused by himself. Although Beiming Sheng had always been strong and filial, and the family was peaceful, he spent his life's happiness on it.

The one who paid the price, and all this is his fault.

"Sheng'er, I'm sorry for you." Mr. Beiming thought of his strong opposition back then, his nose felt sore and his voice became hoarse.
To be continued...