The advent of what love is

"Master, today the old lady asked you to go to the temple with Yu'er to offer incense." Yu'er ran to Murong Xian who was lying on the rocking chair.

"No!" Murong Xian turned his back.

"Master." Yu'er shouted, "The old lady said that the son has been weak since he was a child, and he has to go to the Bodhisattva for protection every few days."

Weakness again!Murong Xian was very unhappy, he was just a little anemic, why did all these things make him seem to be terminally ill?

"No." Murong Xian's attitude was very firm.

Yu'er sighed helplessly: "Young master, the old lady said that if the young master doesn't go, then she will have no choice but to smash the baby in your boudoir."

"..." This baby is really the lifeblood of his heart, it is a set of priceless landscape paintings.

Murong Xian got up helplessly: "Adjust my clothes."

It will be Qingming in the next few days, and it is the time when there are many people offering incense.

As a man, Murong Xian is very eye-catching. Although his height is not yet 1.8 meters, he has attracted a lot of attention.

Under these gazes, Murong Xian felt uncomfortable, he quickened his pace and wanted to burn incense quickly and go home.

Now he only has a maid by his side, but there are not many people around. They are also very open-minded. Marriage between men and men is no longer a strange thing, but now he is afraid of being targeted by those cross-generational children.

He was originally a bastard, so it's nothing to be targeted by these people, but he would be a little bit concerned, the old lady asked him to come out today just to let him find a good man to marry.

Although he is a concubine, he is deeply loved by the old lady, but it is a pity that the position of head of the family must be inherited by his younger brother, the concubine.

I am just a thorn in their eyes, if I don't get married early, they will definitely feel that they want to seize the position of Patriarch.

I don't have much nostalgia for this family, and it would be good to marry myself.

Murong Xian sighed softly, and was about to walk forward, but saw a man in white robes coming from the temple in front of him, and the eyes of the two happened to meet.

Time seemed to stand still, and Murong Xian came back to his senses after a long time, two patches of pink floated on his face.

The white-robed man also came back to his senses, walked over from the crowd in a daze, and stopped in front of Murong Xian, with a shocked expression on his face.

Seeing Mo Yanyu's unreasonable expression, Yu'er couldn't help but stepped forward and pushed him away: "What are you doing, this is the son of our Murong Mansion, how can you be unreasonable as a scholar?"

"I..." Mo Yanyu seemed a little ashamed.

Murong Xian looked at Yu'er and Mo Yanyu, frowned, and stepped forward: "Murong Xian is the bastard son of the Murong family. When I first met you, I felt that you are very handsome. May I ask you your name? "

Murong Xian's words relieved a lot of embarrassment, Mo Yanyu looked at Murong Xian and smiled, and respectfully said: "I am Mo Yanyu."

Looking at Mo Yanyu's appearance, for some reason, Murong Xian's heartbeat accelerated, which had never happened before. He covered his heart and thought, he must be sick!

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After returning to Murong Mansion, Murong Xian couldn't be calm for a long time. He recalled the people he met outside the temple today, and he felt happy for a while, and bored for a while.

"Master, the old lady is looking for you." After Yu'er returned to the temple, she went to the old lady's house, and now she came back, and brought Murong Xian's words.

Murong Xian naturally knew what the old lady told him to do in the past. It must be that Yu'er told the old lady what happened today.

Murong Xian sighed silently and went to the courtyard where the old lady was.

Although Murong Mansion is well-known in this Furong Town, it is not very rich and the mansion is not big. Murong Xian soon arrived at Mrs. Murong's courtyard.

The old lady was sitting on the big seat in the hall, and Murong Xian walked up to the old lady.

The old lady took Murong Xian's hand, put it on the handle of her chair, and patted it lightly: "Xian'er, what kind of adventures do you have if you go out today."

What the old lady said made Murong Xian shy: "It can't be called an affair, but I met a young master."

"Haha." The old lady suddenly laughed twice, "Is this person Mo Yanyu?"

The old lady seemed to have a hint of ridicule in it, Murong Xian was not very happy to hear it, but he couldn't confront the old lady, so he could only respond: "Exactly."

"Xian'er, tell grandma, but does it have any meaning to this Mo?" The old lady seemed to have an inexplicable eagerness on her face.

Murong Xian knew that the old lady must have investigated Mo Yanyu's family, so she had a prejudice against him.

Murong Xian didn't want to break Mrs. Murong's expectations, but he had no way to deceive himself, so he could only say: "Young Master Mo is very handsome, I am very interested in him."

"Xian'er!" The old lady called out suddenly, her face was very dissatisfied, "Do you know that Mo Yanyu's family has no father and no mother, the house is dilapidated, and there are problems with daily food and clothing. If you are interested in him, then It's just going to hurt yourself."

"Grandma." Seeing that Mrs. Murong's attitude was so fierce, she had no choice but to give in and said, "Mr. Mo is a scholar. Although life is a bit poor, grandson sees that he has extraordinary bearing. One day he will definitely be admitted to the number one scholar. Now that he has no father and no mother, if this grandson marries in the future, won't he not need to suffer?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Murong felt that it made some sense, but Mo Yanyu's family is so poor, I'm afraid it's because of Xian'er!