Strongest Guard

Yue Zitong picked up a small bag from the sofa beside her and took out a small item and handed it over to Xie Qingshang.    

    

This is a fine silver spoon made from pure silver.    

    

If you can't hear clearly, you can use it to dig, and the results will be good.    

    

Lao Xie's face turned red as he said angrily, "Yue Zitong, are you mocking me for having donkey hair in my ears?"    

    

Jinghong Ming, who was on the side, didn't look as serious as before.    

    

From the corner of his mouth, he was forcing a smile.    

    

His old brothers had always been proud and disgraced together. Shouldn't they have been glaring at Yue Zitong furiously?    

    

How could Jinghong Ming make his enemies happy and his loved ones feel so much pain?    

    

Perhaps it was because he saw the schadenfreude in Lao Xie's earlier attitude of agreeing to Yue Zitong's request without hesitation.    

    

Now, it was finally time for him to gloat, and his heart was of course filled with joy.    

    

However, it didn't last long before Jinghong Ming realized that Yue Zitong had gone too far.    

    

She wanted to marry Lee Nanfang no matter what, so Jinghong Ming and the other girl couldn't do anything about it.    

    

I can't do anything about it.    

    

After all, they were not Yue Zitong's father and she was a dignified Patriarch of Yue Family, so they had no right to interfere with who she wanted to marry.    

    

But she should never, never, impose her private affairs on them.    

    

Yue Zitong hoped that Lee Nanfang, who had already married Hua Yeshen, could use a grand wedding to marry her.    

    

Even a fool would know that if a married man wanted to marry another woman, he would first have to break off the engagement with his current wife.    

    

To put it bluntly, Yue Zitong hoped that the two masters would be able to convince Lee Nanfang, Hua Yeshen, and the other husband and wife that had already become a couple. If that really couldn't do it, then it would be fine.    

    

Yue Zitong pursed her lips and smiled in the face of Lao Xie's questioning. She took back her spoon and did not say anything.    

    

Lao Xie was her Fourth Uncle. It was good enough that she understood what he meant. He didn't have to say it out loud to embarrass her seniors.    

    

Lao Xie didn't feel too embarrassed.    

    

It was just too difficult.    

    

Wasn't what he said just now clear enough?    

    

Hua Yeshen was the granddaughter of the old man.    

    

Since she was three years old, she had suffered greatly and only when she was over thirty did she finally find her husband. To the old man from Shen Family, this was a source of gratification.    

    

If Lao Xie and the rest went to Hua Yeshen with a straight face, trying to persuade her to break up with Lee Nanfang and give him to Yue Zitong — what would happen? They didn't want to think about it.    

    

In reality, this was also the main reason why they never interfered with Lee Nanfang's personal relationship all these years.    

    

Indeed, the four of them had all seen the secret files and knew a lot of things.    

    

However, what King Xuanyuan said and what Yue Qingtian said 80 years ago were not all in that secret file.    

    

There had to be a part of it that none of them had the right to read.    

    

As for the Black Dragon's marriage, it was no longer listed in the archives.    

    

For this reason, their personal feelings for Lee Nanfang were definitely not something that they could turn a blind eye to.    

    

His eyes were closed.    

    

Whatever you like, so be it. Laozi aren't qualified to see it, so there's no need to worry about it.    

    

But why did Yue Zitong have to make such a request?    

    

Did they really think that the four Avians of Soaring Dragon were so powerful that they could do anything?    

    

Lao Xie's expression became very serious. He said very seriously: "Sorry, we can't decide on your marriage."    

    

Yue Zitong smiled and lowered her head to look at the table. "Then forget it. I won't make things difficult for the two uncles anymore."    

    

Jack was overjoyed. "Zitong, thank you for understanding our difficulties. "Tell me, where is your third request?"    

    

Yue Zitong retorted, "What third request?"    

    

"Didn't you just say …"    

    

The smile on Lao Xie's face gradually froze, "Zitong, you aren't trying to tell me that if we don't agree to your second request, you won't make any demands of us, right? Furthermore, you will ignore what we agreed upon previously and will still follow your plan to kill Sui Yueyue after finding Lee Nanfang's confidence. "    

    

Yue Zitong narrowed her left eye mischievously. "Fourth Uncle, you're really smart."    

    

What a clever Lao Xie, his cheeks bulged with the shape of a tooth groove.    

    

This was him gritting his teeth.    

    

Yue Zitong seemed to be afraid, like a child who had done something wrong. She put her hands in her lap and lowered her head.    

    

"Can I kill her?"    

    

Lao Xie took a few deep breaths before turning around to ask Jinghong Ming.    

    

At this moment, Jinghong Ming's face was full of calmness. He said lightly: "No."    

    

"But she's going to ruin twenty years of our hard work."    

    

"Who can bear the grave consequences of the sudden death of the Yue Clan's Patriarch?"    

    

Jinghong Ming explained, "This will cause an earthquake in the country. We would rather wait until we have recovered the courage to do so than to do such a thing. The prerequisite for the restoration of our homeland is that our country must be stable. "    

    

"That's right, that's right. Tenth Uncle is right."    

    

Yue Zitong raised her head and said repeatedly, "After all, I am —"    

    

"Shut up!"    

    

Xie Qingshang suddenly roared.    

    

The blast caused the remaining pieces of glass in the window to buzz.    

    

Yue Zitong was so frightened that her face lost all color.    

    

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.    

    

Those were the Yue Clan guards who were in charge of Yue Zitong's safety. After hearing that there was something amiss, they quickly rushed over to take a look.    

    

But no one came in.    

    

It was probably Wang Yang who stopped them.    

    

To the two of them, Wang Yang had a near blind worship.    

    

Not only would she not stop them even if she did not believe that the bureau chief and Yue Zitong would do anything to them, she might even stop these guards to make it easier for the bureau chief to get rid of Yue Zitong.    

    

Lao Xie was truly angry.    

    

How could Yue Zitong do this?    

    

She was the Yue Clan Master. Ever since she had sat on that chair, she had been shouldering the heavy burden of paying for her country.    

    

However, her personal feelings and feelings were even more important than national affairs.    

    

This kind of person, what qualifications did he have to become the Yue Clan Master?    

    

Kill them all!    

    

When Lao Xie saw Yue Zitong's cold expression, Jinghong Ming spoke up, "Before you come here, Helan Xiaoxin should be giving you advice, right?"    

    

"How do you know?"    

    

Yue Zitong blurted out.    

    

"As for you, you still can't think of such intertwined schemes."    

    

Jinghong Ming took the opportunity to look down on Yue Zitong's IQ. He still maintained his indifferent look and said, "It seems like she has already seen through something. He is indeed worthy of being the person with the deepest scheming in the recent history of the Helan Family.    

    

Yue Zitong smiled awkwardly but didn't say anything.    

    

However, she thought to herself, "Fox Helan, I asked you to help me take the blame. You probably don't have any objections, right?"    

    

This time, Jinghong Ming, who had been calm and collected the more difficult things had become, did not make a correct judgement.    

    

This was all because he had underestimated Yue Zitong.    

    

No one, always the same.    

    

This was especially the case when one's environment was completely different.    

    

If Yue Zitong was still the same Yue Zitong as before, then she wouldn't have been unable to give Yue Lincheng and his son any chance to "restore" their relationship within half a year's time.    

    

Jinghong Ming nodded after thinking for a while: "Ok." I agree to your second request. You can now call yourself the third. "    

    

"Lives!"    

    

Xie Qingshang was a bit anxious and was about to advise him against it when Jinghong Ming said: "I will visit the old man and explain this matter to him in detail. I believe that he will definitely agree to it. "    

    

"Hai."    

    

Xie Qingshang sighed, stood up and walked out of the room.    

    

Compared to Jinghong Ming, his self-control was weaker.    

    

He was really afraid of getting rid of the greedy Yue Zitong.    

    

He might as well go for a walk and see nothing.    

    

"Tenth Uncle, wasn't it a bit too much for me to anger Fourth Uncle to that much?"    

    

Yue Zitong asked anxiously.    

    

Jinghong Ming frowned slightly but didn't say anything.    

    

Actually, he wanted to strangle Yue Zitong even more than Xie Qingshang.    

    

However, he was more patient.    

    

However, no matter how tall she was, she couldn't stand Yue Zitong's actions of taking advantage of her.    

    

Yue Zitong might have also felt that this behavior was unworthy of contempt, so she smiled embarrassedly and crossed her legs.    

    

The instant her left leg rested on her right leg, her entire aura suddenly changed.    

    

He was indifferent and cold, just like the highest snow lotus on Mount Kunlun.    

    

Jinghong Ming felt a bit pressured by the cold and untouchable look on his face.    

    

"This is the real you, right?"    

    

"Yes."    

    

Yue Zitong no longer played the fool and smiled indifferently, "Tenth Uncle, I personally feel that there is nothing wrong with my two requests. I love Lee Nanfang. No matter what you think of me, you can't change this fact. I could do anything to be with him. as to why I love him so much -- "    

    

Yue Zitong lowered her tone slightly, "Tenth Uncle, this might be related to the secret of the Secretary that you cannot tell me."    

    

No matter how good Jinghong Ming's calmness was, his pupils slightly contracted: "I don't know."    

    

"I don't know, but I can feel it."    

    

Yue Zitong slightly lowered her head and spoke with a voice that sounded like it was sleep talking, "When I was twelve years old, I was forcefully betrothed to a monster by Grandfather. At that time, I was still too young to notice that there was an invisible hand pushing me down a long planned path. "Until."    

    

Gently biting her lips, Yue Zitong then continued, "You guys came to find me tonight and told me so many things. It was only then that I broke away from the mist and saw the big hand hidden in it. However, I still couldn't do anything about it. My instincts are constantly reminding me that only by tightly grabbing onto Lee Nanfang will I feel safe. "    

    

Jinghong Ming whispered, "Perhaps, your instinct is wrong."    

    

"That's right."    

    

Yue Zitong shook her head. "Last year, I had a strange dream."    

    

She slowly raised her head to look out the window at the dark sky.    

    

In that dream, she dreamed that she was wearing a phoenix robe that only the ancient empress wore, and that she was dashing forward on the clouds.    

    

She saw the endless prairie.    

    

He also saw countless cows and sheep. No matter how hard he tried to keep his eyes open, he could not see the end of the camp.    

    

Many men on horseback, holding long sabers high in their hands, converged in front of the stage where she had suddenly fallen from the clouds.    

    

After arriving on the stage, the men beat their chests with their right hands and shouted in unison, "Kadun!"    

    

Just as Yue Zitong was frightened and frightened, an emperor wearing a black rusted dragon robe laughed heartily and walked up to the stage, escorted by numerous generals.    

    

"That person is Lee Nanfang."    

    

After a simple narration of the dream, Yue Zitong turned around and looked at Jinghong Ming with a bitter voice: "Tenth Uncle, when I had this dream back then, I had quickly forgotten about it. Even if he wanted to think about it later, he could only think about floating on the clouds. But just now, after Fourth Uncle had said those words, the dream suddenly appeared in his mind as if it was a movie. It was so clear that I mistook it for a life like that. "    

    

Letting out a light breath, Yue Zitong asked Jinghong Ming who was completely stunned: "Tenth Uncle, do you dare to guarantee that your Secretary's secret is not related to me?"