Sovereign’s Great Path

These four words were like a thorn in the middle of their heart, causing the nine Murong Family s to be stunned for a moment. Their expressions all changed, and Murong Shengwu's strange gaze instantly landed on Teng Yan. As Murong Xiyue's father, Murong Shengwu felt extremely guilty towards Murong Xiyue these past few years. Of course, it was only guilt, he did not think that he was at fault. In his opinion, Situ Wuqing was just a servant of the Murong Family, he was not worthy of Murong Xiyue at all.    

    

Not right.    

    

If Murong Xiyue married Situ Wuqing, everyone in the Central Region would only be able to watch him become a joke, not even Situ Wuqing himself would be able to marry him. Furthermore, from Murong Shengwu's point of view, not only would it cause the Murong Family to lose all face, it would also ruin the latter half of Murong Xiyue's life.    

    

Especially since they coincidentally bumped into the Wind Lightning Pavilion's proposal that year.    

    

That was why he was so decisive back then.    

    

That was why he was so merciless back then.    

    

Even today, Murong Shengwu still thought so.    

    

No regrets in the heart!    

    

At this moment, facing Teng Yan's sudden suggestion, the nine people of Murong Family all felt a hint of excitement and joy. But when they heard that the target of Teng Yan's proposal was actually Murong Xiyue, the excitement and joy in their hearts instantly disappeared without a trace, and replacing it was an unprecedented difficulty and seriousness.    

    

Murong Wudi looked solemnly at Teng Yan.    

    

"Young Master Yan is not joking?"    

    

"A joke?"    

    

Teng Yan stared blankly for a moment, then smiled lightly and said: "Senior Murong, do you think this young master is joking?"    

    

"This …"    

    

Murong Wudi hesitated.    

    

"To be honest, our Murong Family is also very willing to become relatives with Young Master Yan. However, Xi Yue's situation was a little special. That year, without any hesitation, Murong Wudi looked at Teng Yan and immediately wanted to talk about what happened that year. After all, there were some things that could not be hidden and could not be hidden.    

    

"No need."    

    

Hearing that, Teng Yan waved his hand and interrupted.    

    

"This …"    

    

Murong Wudi looked at Teng Yan suspiciously.    

    

"This young master knows about Murong Xiyue, and this young brother is also clear about it. If not, this young brother does not even like Murong Xiyue. Therefore, this young master and this young brother does not care too much about what happened to Murong Xiyue back then. " Teng Yan said once again. Of course Teng Yan would not care about it, because the other main character back then was Situ Wuqing.    

    

Teng Yan's words caused the people from Murong Family to be stunned.    

    

"Young Master Yan, even if that's the case," Murong Wudi sighed and continued, "Young Master Yan, since you know about Xi Yue's situation, then I won't say anymore. However, there is one thing Young Master Yan doesn't know. After what happened all those years ago, Xi Yue has already vowed to never marry, even to the point of death, so there's nothing we can do about it. "    

    

"That may not be so."    

    

Teng Yan laughed as he heard this.    

    

"Eh?"    

    

Teng Yan's words caused the nine Murong Family s to be stunned.    

    

Not necessarily?    

    

The nine Murong Family s could not help but let out bitter laughs. All of them could not help but recall the words Murong Xiyue had said to them after she sent Situ Wuqing out of the central region and returned to the Murong Family. Others? You want to marry me? "Sure, then take my corpse with you."    

    

These were the exact words he had said to the young master of the Wind Lightning Pavilion.    

    

This was also the original declaration he had made towards the entire Murong Family.    

    

Situ Wuqing had already left.    

    

Murong Xiyue will never marry!    

    

"How about you allow this one to be less common with Murong Xiyue? If she rejected him in front of everyone, then this young master would have nothing to say to that, and this young master can also explain herself to this young brother. " Seeing the expressions of everyone in Murong Family, Teng Yan's smiling voice rang out. Beneath the smiling face was a deep coldness; Teng Yan naturally knew what they were thinking. However, because of this, Teng Yan was even more disdainful towards these large clans. Back then, when Murong Xiyue and Situ Wuqing were such infatuated lovers, they actually beat up a mandarin duck. Right now, they hadn't even seen the person they wanted to propose with yet they were so in agreement.    

    

What kind of difference was this?    

    

What kind of mockery was this?    

    

Just because of strength, identity, status?    

    

What a ridiculous clan interest.    

    

This time, not only would Teng Yan bring Murong Xiyue away, he would also help Situ Wuqing take revenge his revenge for his previous life. Since Situ Wuqing was unable to come himself, then, he would let this brother take her place and use her own way to help Situ Wuqing wash away the humiliation she had suffered back then.    

    

Tell them not to bully a poor youth!    

    

"This …"    

    

Hearing Teng Yan's words, the nine Murong Family s hesitated.    

    

Marriage with Teng Yan?    

    

Moreover, Murong Xiyue had already become a sore point in the Murong Family. All these years, she had never stepped out of her own house, never stepped out of her own courtyard. If he could marry her at this time, and even bring a powerful 'relative' to the Murong Family, it might be a good thing.    

    

"Alright, then I'll let Yan take a look at her."    

    

Murong Wudi immediately said, but there was a trace of helplessness in his voice.    

    

Meeting again was unnecessary.    

    

"Thank you!"    

    

Teng Yan laughed.    

    

"Sheng Wu, go and invite the little girl Xi Yue out."    

    

Murong Wudi didn't hesitate either, looking straight at Murong Shengwu as he spoke. Regarding this, Murong Shengwu did not hesitate at all, after saying that, he turned and left, without question, he went to find Murong Xiyue, as for how she told Murong Xiyue that was his problem.    

    

Murong Family.    

    

The entire Murong Family was built around a city in the middle region. Inside the city where the Murong Family was located, there were many different types of buildings on both sides of the palace, and this was also where the direct descendants and core members of the Murong Family lived. One of the houses was the residence of Murong Shengwu, the current patriarch of the Murong Family.    

    

At this moment, in the backyard.    

    

A cool breeze rustled through the willow trees, and a small bridge flowed with water.    

    

In the bird-filled backyard, there was a secluded pavilion. Inside the pavilion, a white-clothed young girl sat quietly on a stone bench.    

    

It was tranquil and elegant, as if it had fused with the world.    

    

The young girl's beautiful long hair fluttered down like a waterfall, her eyebrows were like a distant mountain, her eyes were as bright as autumn water, her nose was as clear as the stars, her cheeks were pink with displeasure, her cherry red lips were like flowers, her face was beautiful like flowers, her delicate and tender snow-white skin was soft like honey, and her figure was petite.    

    

A peerlessly beautiful face, neither sad nor happy.    

    

It was as if nothing in the world could move the girl.    

    

In front of the young girl, a zither was placed horizontally.    

    

At this moment, the young girl's slender fingers were fiddling with the zither strings. A pleasant sound swept over from the zither. It was like the sound of nature. However, this heavenly music was filled with endless sorrow. It was as if it could seep into a person's soul, causing them to hear the music and shed tears. It even caused the entire space to sink into a state of sorrow.    

    

The young girl was the best.    

    

She was completely immersed in the sound of her zither.    

    

"Da Da Da!"    

    

In the distance, the sound of urgent footsteps could be heard. Murong Shengwu quickly arrived outside the pavilion, and upon hearing the sorrowful zither music, his entire body abruptly came to a halt. Every time Murong Wudi came here and heard the sound of the zither, he would feel a slight pain in his heart for the past ten years.    

    

"Qingfeng, embrace the moon."    

    

This was the name of the zither song.    

    

This was also the tune that Murong Xiyue had played for ten years after she left the central region for the secular world. It was so much so that Murong Xiyue had already played this song with her will and will, which could affect a warrior's state of mind. People with weaker cultivations would sink into the zither music, unable to extricate themselves.    

    

"Sigh …"    

    

With a helpless sigh, Murong Shengwu directly walked in front of Murong Xiyue.    

    

"Xi Yue!"    

    

The two words rang out in a stiff tone.    

    

However, even though Murong Shengwu was looking at Murong Xiyue and even calling him Murong Xiyue, it was as if she did not hear him, or perhaps it was as if he did not exist in her eyes, he still played the zither, and continued to play the sad song.    

    

Murong Shengwu's expression changed slightly.    

    

"Xi Yue, how many years has it been? Are you still not willing to forgive your father?" Looking at Murong Xiyue, Murong Shengwu said in a heavy and complicated voice. For more than ten years, the total number of words that Murong Xiyue had said to him did not exceed a hundred.    

    

It was the same at the moment.    

    

Helpless, Murong Shengwu opened his mouth once again, "Xi Yue, even if you don't forgive me, I still say this. I will not regret that decision back then, that brat is simply not worthy of you." A firm voice rang out, "Now, the Old Ancestor has summoned you. Follow me."    

    

Murong Shengwu did not dare to mention the matter of Teng Yan proposing marriage.    

    

Mention it?    

    

Murong Xiyue would never agree to it.    

    

It was useless to mention it.    

    

"You!"    

    

Seeing that Murong Xiyue was still ignoring him, Murong Shengwu was both furious and helpless. Then, he continued, "Xi Yue, don't be willful. There is a big shot who wants to see you and you must go see him. Otherwise, offending him will bring about a devastating blow to our Murong Family. He, we cannot afford to offend him. "    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

The sound of the zither suddenly stopped.    

    

Swish!    

    

Murong Xiyue also instantly turned her head to look at Murong Shengwu. Those deep eyes of hers seemed a bit empty, without a single hint of emotion. She looked at Murong Shengwu as if he was a stranger whom they had met by chance.    

    

"What has it got to do with me?"    

    

Her red lips opened, and four words came out from Murong Xiyue's mouth.    

    

What does it have to do with me?    

    

Four words, Murong Shengwu's body slightly trembled.    

    

"You!"    

    

"Back then, when you broke Qing Feng's leg and chased him out of the central region, I no longer had any relationship with the Murong Family. Whether it was prosperity or annihilation, it no longer had anything to do with me. My heart has already died, but I am still alive. Do you know why? " As she spoke, another crystal clear jade scroll appeared in Murong Xiyue's hand. Looking at the jade scroll, her empty eyes flashed a trace of reminiscence, nostalgia and nostalgia. He's not dead yet, I'm still alive. If he dies, I will not live. "    

    

The calm voice carried a trace of threat.    

    

Murong Xiyue was afraid that the Murong Family would send people to chase after him.    

    

Live, just because of this.    

    

"You can go."    

    

Murong Xiyue no longer bothered with Murong Shengwu as she put down the jade scroll. She continued to play the zither, immersing herself in the zither music that belonged to her, and also immersing herself in their memories. Although that memory was short, it was actually the most beautiful …