full of moonlight

After clarifying the ins and outs of the whole matter, Luo Yanqiu was in charge, Du and Zhang Ping killed each other, Luo Mo was unfilial and unfraternal, removed from the Luo family tree, abolished his internal strength and drove him out of Pengjia City.

The tragedy of the Luo family has finally come to an end.

Three days after Luo Zizhen was buried, Luo Feng succeeded to the patriarch with the support of Luo Yanqiu.

Luo Zizhen's death involved family ugliness, it was inconvenient to publicize it, and Luo Feng didn't value power and position, so every funeral and happy event was kept very low-key, and when the letter of notification was sent to various schools and factions, things had already happened up.Each family prepares gifts and congratulations according to the number of etiquettes, which will be a later story.

Let's talk about right now, during the daytime, Luo Feng worshiped his ancestors in the ancestral hall, and officially became the head of the new generation of the Luo family.Although the etiquette is simple, it still keeps him busy all day.It was not until the sky became dark that he finally took a rest.

The bright moon rises in the east, casting a cold glow all over the place.In the pavilion, Xuan Yi and Luo Feng were sitting opposite each other at the stone table. On the table were some side dishes and some small jars of fine wine.

Luo Feng shook a wine jar, turned it over and put it in his mouth, but only dripped a few drops.He smacked his lips, and his voice was slightly drunk: "Come here, the wine is gone, bring a few more jars."

The servants standing outside the pavilion took the orders and left.

"You've already drank a lot, don't drink any more." Xuan Yi frowned slightly and looked at Luo Feng to persuade him, his tone revealing concern. "There are still injuries on the body, drinking so much is enough, let's rest early."

"It's okay." Luo Feng waved his hands with a drunken blush on his face.He propped his head on one hand, looked at Xuan Yi, and smiled, but there was infinite sadness in his smile: "I originally thought that we could be loving fathers and filial sons, and share a family relationship."

"Luo Feng, people who die cannot be brought back to life, so please mourn." Xuan Yi comforted.

There was water in Luo Yan's eyes, and he looked around with a blank expression: "You know, I am the son of the outer room, and he didn't care about me very much when I was young. But, he is my father after all, and I came here The only one to rely on behind the cold Luo Mansion."

He sniffed, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I complained to him, but every time the momentary anger passed, I still wanted to get close to him. When Mrs. Du made things difficult for me, he would stop him when he saw it. He even fed me medicine once when I was sick..." Luo Man's voice was a little choked up, "I know he likes me too, after all I am his son, but he doesn't like Luo Man as much as he does."

"Luo Feng..." Xuan Yi's sigh dissipated in the cool night breeze.

"But then he slowly started to care about me more." Luo Yan's eyes flashed with memories, "He practiced swords with me, taught me moves, and we had a long talk together, talking about the past, about me Mother..."

He slowly closed his eyes: "I know it's because Luo Yan let him down, he started to look at me seriously. I couldn't help being happy in my heart. Family love is what I have always longed for."

A touch of sadness flashed across Xuan Yi's eyebrows.His parents are loving, and as their beloved sons, he and Xuan Lang have been loved and doted on since childhood. Thinking about Luo Yan's experience, he feels sad.However, God's will is repeated, how ruthless!His father Xuan Qiyu has been inexplicably missing for many years, and his life and death are unknown. As a result, his lover lost his mandarin and the twins lost their father.Although it has been five years, when I think back to those days, the grief of thunderbolt from the blue sky and heart-breaking grief is still as clear as yesterday.

His eyes were silent, and he picked up his own wine jar and took a few sips.

Before drinking with Luo Feng, Xuan Yi had already drank some, and now he was shaking the wine jar, and it was almost bottomed out.