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"Yeah, it's a pity. They treated you like their father, but you treated their lives like grass …" Can you sleep at night? " Lu Jingran's eyes stung, he remembered that he was a man of iron, he could not shed blood, but his tone became even more ruthless, "You kept telling me that if it wasn't for grandfather, I'm afraid that you did not even have a corpse. Before grandfather died, he held my hand and said to grandfather, don't worry, in the future, I will definitely be taken care of, and remind me of this, is this how you advise me?"

His voice was slow, but filled with killing intent.

Mr. Bai's face became serious, but he decided to deny it, since he dared to do so, he did not plan to hide it, furthermore, the power behind him could not possibly compare to a mere National Duke Ning Palace bastard, "Since you already know, then I have nothing to say, Jing Ran, you are a smart child, if your grandfather was here, you would definitely be able to become a great person, but what a pity …"

It was a pity that sooner or later, the entire National Duke Ning would belong to Lu Ming, and when that happened, there would not even be a place for Lu Jingran.

It was true that he had received a favor from the old National Duke Ning back then, but it was also true that he had tried his best to support Lu Jingran in all these years … He taught Lu Jingran how to use the arms and practice martial arts. Lu Jingran could be considered as a master, but he couldn't ignore the future. He had been looking forward to this for his entire life, hoping to be able to see someone that appreciated and valued him.

He felt that this person, could not be Lu Jingran, and could not be Lu Jingran either … If he followed Lu Jingran, he would never be able to stand out again in his entire life. Now, he was already half a body that was about to be buried.

Lu Jingran said: "Since you have already said that, then I have nothing else to say. Grandfather saved your life, and you raised me once, so it can be said that we are even."

Mr. Bai looked indifferent.

Originally, he had underestimated this child. Originally, after this child found out about the truth of this matter, even if he did not fight with all his might, he would still tear off all decorum. This child was more capable than he had imagined.

He turned and walked down the steps.

However, Lu Jingran's cold voice came from behind, "I don't mind the grudges between you and I, but you can't not give us an explanation."

Although Ban Xia was nominally his errand boy, he was also one of the hidden guards.

Mr. Bai's footsteps did not even pause for a moment, "Explain it to them? What am I going to tell them? Although the Old Duke saved their lives, if it weren't for me, they wouldn't be able to live after the Old Duke died. Since I was the one who gave them their lives, what's wrong with taking them away? "

Heh, these were the children that he watched grow up since he was young. They were the lives of many, yet in his mouth, they were worthless.

However, when he looked up, he saw a line of heads shooting out from all around him. Each of them had a crossbow in their hands as they aimed it at him.

Wait!

Mr. Bai swept his gaze across them, his gaze suddenly changing. "You guys … Didn't you all die already? "

"Even in your dreams, you never thought that they would still be alive. The people around the courtyard in the south of the city have all been moved by me. As for that child, he has been taken care of by me!" Lu Jingran forced out a smile, and said softly: "I know that you are the one who did this, but I still want to ask you, maybe you have some difficulties! "But now, it seems like you do not have any difficulties. I was the one who thought too highly of you …"

The guards had already raised their bows, ready to fire, waiting for him to speak.

Mr. Bai turned around, in disbelief, "You, you want to kill me?"

"Shouldn't we kill him?" There was even a light smile on Lu Jingran's lips, but his eyes were ruthless and determined, "But I won't do it myself, it will dirty my hands."

Although his martial arts were taught by the Mr. Bai, how old was he now? He was young and full of vigor. If he wanted to kill Mr. Bai, it would be as easy as flipping his palm.

Mr. Bai panicked, "How dare you kill me …"

But before he could finish speaking, Lu Jingran had already raised his hand and raised it. The moment his hand landed, all the arrows around the wall shot down at the same time, aiming straight at the center of the target!

Mr. Bai's eyes were wide open. He had always thought that he understood this disciple, but it was only today that he realised this disciple was much more decisive, intelligent and daring than he had imagined. He clearly knew that there was someone backing him …

However, it was too late to say anything now!

He was already old, but now his hunched body was lying on the stone floor. He was covered in arrows, and even when he died, his eyes were still open. Blood had already dyed the stone red.

Lu Jingran didn't even give him a glance as he lightly said, "Carry them out and feed to the dogs!"

Now that it was the early winter, there were many wild cats and dogs outside. If he threw the corpse out today, it would probably eat it to the point where not even its bones would remain.

Ban Xia replied with bloodshot eyes.

Just as Lu Jingran turned around, he heard a stern shout not too far away, "Evil creature, what are you doing?"

The one who came was the National Duke Ning.

Fortunately, the hidden guards that were lying in ambush had already hidden themselves. Ban Xia also ordered the hidden guards to pull out the arrows on Mr. Bai.

Lu Jingran walked down the stairs and shook his sleeves, "Nothing much, just that a thief came in and we dealt with him."

"Thief?" Even though the National Duke Ning wasn't as valiant as his two brothers, he still grew up with the patriarch of the National Duke Ning Palace and had some knowledge. When he saw that the person lying on the ground was over seventy years old, he was so angry that his beard trembled, "How can someone this old be an evil person? "Did you commit a crime outside and someone else found you in the mansion?"

He had heard of this a lot. Since this hedonistic brother had taken advantage of his young daughter, the old man could only seek death.

Lu Jingran felt that his father's life was really too peaceful, maybe he had heard too much of the drama of Liucheng Garden, "There's no such thing, if you don't believe it, just send someone to investigate."

National Duke Ning glared at him fiercely before walking towards the study room. "Come in for me."

He really couldn't do anything about his son. He had said everything he wanted to say and used everything he had to do. It was like he couldn't see any effect at all.

National Duke Ning looked at his son who was standing in front of him and slowly said: "When you were young, your grandfather often said that you looked like him. I don't know who he was, but it's fine if he was messing around in the past, but this time, he disappeared for half a month for no reason.

Originally, Lu Jingran thought that he would hear a bunch of reprimand, but after hearing these words, Lu Jingran's attitude softened as well, "I know that I will apologize to Grandmother tomorrow."

"Whatever, it's better if you don't want to go. Seeing that you've gotten so skinny, your grandmother will feel heartache even if she sees you. In the next few days, you should just stay in the Banyan Garden and think about where you're wrong." National Duke Ning really hated this son of his for failing to meet expectations. He could only let out a long sigh and say, "You're not young anymore, there should be someone by your side to take care of you."

Lu Jingran raised his eyes, "I …" He had never thought of getting married.

National Duke Ning waved his hand and said impatiently: "What about you? When your grandmother first told you about it, you kept on saying that you were still a three-year-old child? With your personality, you'll have to see if a girl is willing to marry you … If your grandmother hadn't been whispering in my ear all day, do you think I would have cared about your matters? "

Lu Jingran was silent.

The little girl poured tea for him with an extremely worried look. He couldn't help but smile as he said, "It's fine if you and Grandmother want me to get married. After all, I'm not that old anymore. It's just that I have to agree to this."

His reputation was not good, but compared to him, Lin Shu that girl's reputation was only about the same.

The National Duke Ning nodded.

Although he hated Lu Jingran on the surface, in reality, he had asked the Young Madam Zhang to find him a good marriage many times in the past few years. It was just that he did not fancy the few weddings that the Young Madam Zhang found, and the Young Madam Zhang even said that she had tried her best to help him … It looked like the Old Ancestor would have to personally step in.

National Duke Ning stood up. He only said that he was not allowed to go out for the next few days, then left with big strides.

When he reached the door, he seemed to have thought of something and said in a low voice, "Leave the corpse in the yard to me. Don't go out for a few days. "Also, if you continue to mess around in the future, I will be the first one to hand you over to the government. You can't tell your grandmother about this, and you can't make her worry."

Saying that, he left with the words "evil creature" in his mouth.

Looking at his back, Lu Jingran smiled lightly. When he was young, he didn't understand his father's intentions;

However, there were some things between men that were difficult to say.

An idea had indeed appeared in Lu Jingran's mind... He wanted to marry Lin Shu as his wife. In this life, his only wife could only be Lin Shu.

Lin Shu who was sleeping soundly was still dreaming. No one knew what she was dreaming of.

On the morning of the second day, Lin Shu heard a piece of good news. This was also good news for Duke Xinzhong’s Mansion, but it was not good news for her.

Although he didn't say it clearly, there were a few complete sentences in between.