The main vein of the Ji family, the Snowfall Pavilion.
This attic with beaded jade curtains and carved beams and painted buildings is a resting place that Ji Hong gave Xu Lian’er and her daughter when Ji Xixue was born.
“Xixue, do you know about the Grand Duke’s return?”
Xu Lian’er looked worriedly at the young girl on the couch, who was fiddling with a piece of true knowledge, with a somewhat grave expression.
With her head bowed, Ji Xi Xue flipped through the spell, and as her hands danced lightly, a ray of mysterious light flowed and appeared, forming a small, delicate fire lotus at her fingertips.
A few breaths later, she dispersed the flame in her hand and raised her head: “No need to worry much, the Grand Duke …… Ji Yue Nian has already lost his cultivation and extinguished his heart flame, so he will not be able to get this position bestowed by the Supreme Lord Crane Xuan Zhen.”
After experiencing some ups and downs in the past, Ji Xixue seemed to have changed as if she was a different person, her gaze was incomparably firm, the cowardice and weakness in it had long since disappeared without a trace.
Xu Lian’er sighed and said, “But he is the eldest son after all, although he will not be ignited again after his heart is gone, but in case…”
“Nothing in case,” Ji Xixue stood up, her delicate white face becoming more and more playful and beautiful under the watery blue dress, “Tomorrow at dawn, Ji Hong will go to the Crane Cloud View and have this position that belongs to me completely established.”
“Xi Xue, how can you call your father so?” Xu Lian’er shook her head, her face slightly displeased.
After a moment of silence, Ji Xixue raised her steps and walked in front of Xu Lian’er, looking down at the woman in front of her, who was half a head shorter than her and said with a single word: “From that day onwards, I will not recognize such a cold-blooded and heartless man as Ji Hong as my father, and even one day if I achieve success in Profound Energy, I will make him regret for what he has done!”
“Ji Xixue! How can you think like that?”
Xu Lian’er stared blankly at Ji Xixue, a daughter who had become so strange at this moment.
Ji Xixue leaned closer, with her head full of green silk hanging on Xu Lian’er’s shoulder, and whispered in her ear: “Mother, you were also the eldest lady from the Xu family back then, if you were not so weak and blindly obedient. And without opinion, we mother and daughter have decided not to be so sad in the Ji family these years. Compared to the cruel and ruthless Ji Hong, you are the culprit.”
With these words, she turned around and walked away from the pavilion.
Xu Lian’er stood alone in the empty Snowfall Pavilion for a long time, lying on the couch and burying her head deep into her arms.
In a short time, there was a sound of whimpering and sobbing faintly coming from inside the attic.
……
It was the time of the cold wind entering the night again.
The first time I saw this, I was looking at an ancient book in my study, and I couldn’t help but secretly admire it.
He could not even read a single page of such an obscure book in seal script. On the other hand, Grand Duke Ji had marked all the dozens of ancient books on the western shelf in a dense manner, so it was obvious that Ji Yue Nian had already gone through these different kinds of complicated ancient books more than once.
“The people of the northern club are good at killing, but only because they are making a living; they are awkward in nature and flowing with emotion, without much practice. Note: So the words carry on.”
After reading this sentence in a low voice, Ji Bugui couldn’t help but shake his head repeatedly and said to himself, “It’s really absurd that the people in this ancient book would make up such a story about the North Club and Luzhou, even the Grand Duke’s commentary is a bit confusing to me.”
With these words, he put down the ancient book in his hand and turned his gaze to the wide table made of sandalwood by the window.
The top left corner of the table was densely packed with many things, including pens, ink, paper and ink-stones, which were obviously used by Ji Yue Nian on a regular basis.
Ji Bugui stepped forward, and just as he was about to look through the scrolls placed on it, a somewhat low voice came from outside the study.
“Reporting to the grand duke, the family head asks you to go to the Zhenhai Great Hall.”
Zhenhai Grand Hall, is the core main building of the main lineage of the Ji family, there is a main hall and six sub-halls, the Ji family ancestral shrine is within the spirit gathering hall behind the Zhenhai Grand Hall.
Ji Bugui paused and said, “Alright, I’ll go there now.”
The voice added, “Please move now, Grand Duke.”
There was some shame in Ji Bugui’s gaze, but in his heart he felt more and more unworthy of Ji Yue Nian.
Although this person was respectful and polite on the surface, his tone was in fact aggressive. It was a bit chilling that the grand duke of the Ji family had been treated in such a manner after his heart had been extinguished.
“I know.”
Ji Bugui thought of Ji Yue Nian’s delivery, pressed down his excess thoughts, pushed open the study and walked out.
The windows of the attic were left open, and the cold night breeze swept into the hall room, turning the yellowed pages of the ancient books with a loud clatter.
The obscure ancient book that Ji Bugui had just put down was also gently closed up, revealing the tattered book cover.
Five twisted seal characters were listed vertically on it, faintly glowing with golden light.
……
Ji Family’s main vein, Zhenhai Grand Hall.
“Grand Duke, go inside.”
Xu Jianghe, dressed in black armour, looked at the “Ji Yue Nian” in front of him without expression and spoke indifferently.
Ji Bugui glanced at him and stood for a moment under the hall door before stepping into the brightly lit hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Ji Hong sitting on the highest seat of honour, and a layer of gloom rose in his heart.
“Nian’er, how is your recovery going?”
Ji Hong got out of his seat and walked slowly towards Ji Bugui.
After all, Ji Bugui was only a mortal body, and as Ji Hong was the head of the family, he could not help but tremble slightly, and his heart and soul felt an unexplainable feeling of oppression.
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“Nian’er?”
The ground inside the Zhenhai Great Hall was divided into three levels, from high to low up to the hall door. Ji Hong stopped in front of Ji Bugui and stood on top of the ground on the second level again, under a large shadow covering, making it impossible for Ji Bugui to see Ji Hong’s expression.
Ji Bugui fixed his mind, barely squeezed out a smile and said, “Family head great …… father on, I am already feeling better.”
Ji Hong frowned slightly, seemingly sensing something, but did not care, reached out and patted Ji Bugui’s shoulder and said:”Nian’er, do you want to take revenge?”