Chapter 536

When everything was arranged by the elders, I was arranged by the old man to a large palace called Qianyang palace in the Li family.

The Qianyang palace is almost the same as Li Qinghao's Qianzheng palace. The terrain is not only superior, but also shows the style of the imperial court everywhere. There are hundreds of Li family servants who ride horses and horses for me, just like being in the ancient royal family.

However, I don't like this feudal meaning. I simply ordered the servant to do his own work. If there's no big deal, I don't have to come to me.

The next day, due to the killing of three aristocratic sons, a memorial service was held in the Li family ancestral temple. No outsiders were allowed to attend. It was all Li family Zhong's relatives.

When Ning Xing and I came to the scene, bursts of crying broke out everywhere, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

The bodies of the three sons were covered in the crystal coffin, of which Li Ji's death was the most tragic. The crushed face could not be repaired well anyway.

"Gee!!" Li Qinghao was lying beside the coffin, sobbing. The four elders who followed him couldn't pull him up.

With a slight sigh, Ning Xing and I went inside, took the three incense presented by others, bowed down deeply to worship the photos and bodies of the three aristocratic sons.

I feel a lot when I insert incense. In the final analysis, I am always my brother. No matter how we fight, we are all a family. The death of Li Ji and other three sons has an indirect relationship with me. I don't feel guilty. That's false.

My original intention was never to want Li Ji to die, but it was a pity that the green dragon appeared suddenly. Everything was taken by surprise and happened too suddenly.

I raised my head and stared at the black-and-white photos of Li Ji. I heard Li Qinghao's cry. I felt inexplicably sad in my heart.

Li Qinghao did everything he could for Li Ji, but he ended up in such a miserable end.

The father who loves his son deeply, the white haired man sends the black haired man, and all he does is meaningless.

In fact, my father is not like this?

All kinds of feelings gathered in my heart. I slowly turned my face, looked at Li Qinghao and said, "I'm sorry."

"Li Shaobai, how dare you come! All this is your father and son's fault. I hate you! " Li Qinghao suddenly raised his eyes, bloodshot and fierce.

I was not angry, but felt more and more sad. I hugged my fist and said, "the man is dead. If you want to blame me, I have nothing to say. After all, the death of the three sons has something to do with me, but the real culprit is not me, but Qinglong."

"What's the use of saying this? Can you kill Qinglong? Don't drop a stone here. You're the culprit. I'll never forget Keer's hatred. " Li Qinghao no longer lay on the coffin, but stood up straight, even more fierce.

At this moment, Li Jiazhong didn't dare to interrupt without authorization.

The old man sighed deeply and said, "Qinghao, don't be blinded by hatred. The real enemy is Qinglong."

"Old man, are you even on their side? It's too eccentric. No matter what, what I have done for the Li family is never worth remembering by you? Did Keer die for nothing? " Li Qinghao was so angry that his big sleeve waved and his eyes were red.

The old man looked bitter and explained, "no, Ji'er won't die in vain. We will repay this revenge, but not now."

"Revenge? What to report? What kind of person is Qinglong? Nameless cowards dare not show up. I don't think they will appear in three years. From beginning to end, Qinglong comes for Li Shaobai. If Li Shaobai doesn't become the prince, it won't happen! I've already advised you. Why don't you listen to me? " Li Qinghao was very angry and hated, as if he was a teenager for a moment, and his expression was full of deep sadness.

The old man was dumb

My mother stood up, took the initiative to go next to Li Qinghao, grabbed his right hand, like the big sister next door, and advised: "Qinghao, I grew up with you. I don't want you to have only hatred. Even the spirit of Ji'er in heaven doesn't want to see you like this."

As a result, Li Qinghao broke away from my mother's hand, shook his head and said, "no! What Keer wants me to do most is revenge! Whatever it is, I want revenge! "

My mother bit her teeth. "Qinghao, can you calm down?"

"Calm down? How can I calm down? My son is dead. Tell me, how can I calm down!!! " Li Qinghao roared and echoed throughout the ancestral temple.

As soon as my mother heard this, she gave the old man a wink.

The old man nodded secretly and immediately pulled Ning Xing and me out.

When he came outside, the old man clubbed his crutch, looked at the cloudy sky and sighed, "Shaobai, you'd better not go in. Now Qinghao is in pain... Anyone can't be calm."

"I know, this hatred is still a green dragon in the final analysis." I clenched my fist.

The old man raised a sad look in his eyes and said, "Ji'er grew up with me... I don't want Qinghao to have only hatred. How to reconcile the relationship depends on your wisdom. Although Qinghao does everything, everything he does is for Li Ji. In fact, Qinghao's heart is not necessarily bad."

"I see. The old man doesn't want any more chaos in the Li family." I nodded heavily.

"Just wait outside. When you're buried, you'll follow. Don't contradict Qinghao now, because I'm afraid he'll become angry and make unusual moves. Then he'll come out of the Li family. We... Are all a family." With a sigh, the old man turned and walked back.

After the old man left, I took Ning Xing outside the ancestral temple and sat under a tree.

"I think it's hard for Li Qinghao to accept the fact that Li Ji is dead. With his current status in the Li family, even if he is not the owner, he is not far from the owner. He can compete with you unless the old man comes forward to stop him." Ning Xing said.

"After this time, Li Qinghao's hatred for me will only get deeper and deeper. If the old man tells me, I may not be able to do it. After all, it's the Revenge of killing my son." I lit a cigarette and smoked one mouthful at a time.

Ning Xing knew that my mood was very complicated. Instead of taking away the cigarette, he frowned and said, "in this way, you have to face not only Fang Dao, but also Li Qinghao's hysterical madness. With his extreme personality, he will never give up."

"No, I still decided to try. As the old man said, no matter how we fight, we are actually a family. More importantly, if we go on for a long time, it will only make the Li family decline." I slowly stood up and looked at the ancestral hall gate in front of me.

The door was open and his eyes went straight into the interior. Li Qinghao lay on the coffin and cried bitterly. He seemed to notice my eyes. He turned his head involuntarily and glared back from a long distance. His killing intention was unprecedented!

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