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Chapter five hundred and fifty sixth heart

Seeing Wen Xuan coming, Wen Xun's sword in his hand was colder, and his eyes were even colder, "I'm here just right, let's practice with me."

Without waiting for Wen Xuan to agree, his sword stabbed Wen Xuan. Wen Xuan had no intention of fighting with Wen Xuan, but Wen Xuan was so fierce that he couldn't even avoid it.

Wen Xuan said, "Your legs have not been fully recovered, so you should not use force."

Wen Zi didn't respond, and his attention was on the sword.

After more than two years, he finally got the sword again. Two years ago, they could barely get a draw. He wasted two years and Winhyun worked hard for two years. He wanted to see how big the gap is now!

Wen Xun moved forward with a move, and Wen Xuan retreated step by step. In this way, Wen Xun could not hit Wen Xuan. He was so angry that he was angry, "I'll let you fight back!"

Wen Xuan said, "When your legs are ready, I will definitely have a good time with you."

But it won't work now.

If he hurts his legs and feet, he may never be able to stand up in his life. He has never seen anyone who doesn’t take himself seriously. Is it so important to compete with him?!

Wen Feng said coldly, "I'm already done! If you don't believe me, don't you believe in Dr. Ning's medical skills?!"

"You are so blindly hiding, be careful that I will hurt you."

Wen Xuan's sword came towards Wen Xuan, and a hint of impatientness flashed between Wen Xuan's eyebrows. After a few moves, he didn't want to get entangled with Wen Xuan anymore and knocked down the sword in Wen Xuan's hand.

The sword took off his hand and flew straight towards a thick tree next to it, piercing it into the tree, trembling with a trembling sword body.

Wen Xuan looked at the sword and felt a little regretful. Wen Xuan's eyes were red, his fists tightened, and he pulled out the soft sword from his waist and stabbed Wen Xuan.

His sword stabbed Wen Xuan in his heart, and he was about to stab. Suddenly, he kicked him with one foot and kicked the soft sword in his hand away.

The soft sword rolled on the ground a few times, with a very harsh sound.

Wen Yan looked at Wen Yan, "Are you crazy?!"

If he hadn't arrived in time, this sword would have killed Wen Xuan.

Wenxian is his brother!

Wen Yan's red eyes made Wen Yan feel heartbroken.

Even Mrs. Ping was able to reconcile with the Duke of the Kingdom, but their brothers wanted to face each other with swords.

Wen Qi panicked and said, "I, I didn't mean it, I, I don't know..."

Wen Xu apologized to Wen Xuan, "Third brother, I'm sorry for you. I didn't expect you to be unable to hide."

Wenxuan stood there, the warm sunlight hit him, but he seemed to be in an ice cellar, and the cold air spread from the soles of his feet to his limbs and bones, so cold that he couldn't move.

He didn't expect Wen Feng to have a soft sword on his body.

He thought that the maid who shot Ji Qingning in the first place was already the limit of his second brother to let Ji Qingning knock him down and let him get more injuries.

Unexpectedly, what he wants is his life!

Wen Xuan couldn't hold a smile on his face and said, "The emperor ordered that the military weapon supervisor not be allowed to build a dagger that cuts iron like mud. I convinced the emperor to allow 10,000 taels to buy one. Whoever wants it, let him buy it."

After saying that, Wenxian turned around and left.

Wen Feng caught up and said, "Second brother didn't do it on purpose. I must have been crazy just now."

Wen Xuan looked at Wen Xuan's eyes and clearly saw the panic and dodging in Wen Xuan's eyes. Wen Xuan didn't say anything. Wen Yan said, "My second brother's legs are not healed yet, so it's better not to take it lightly. I'm really hurt by accident, and it's too late to regret it."

Wen Yan and Wen Xuan left together.

After walking away, Wen Yan looked at Wen Xuan and sighed in his heart. He didn't know how to persuade him, so he simply stopped.

The two brothers walked to the lake, and a gust of wind blew. Wen Xuan looked at Wen Yan and smiled bitterly, "I owe you another life."

Wen Yan patted Wen Xuan on the shoulder and said, "What are you saying, you and me..."

The two words of brother were about to flow out of his throat, and Wen Yan swallowed them in time. They were just cousins. The Changfang and the second house had been fighting for so many years, and even if they had a good relationship, they were only on the surface. But he liked this third brother since he was a child and felt close to him. The third brother also liked to follow behind his butt, but the Changfang and the second house had always had estrangements and had not much contact.

Wen Yan and him are brothers, but this brother almost killed him just now.

Wen Xuan knew what Wen Yan was going to say. He looked at the shimmering water surface and his voice seemed to float from the distant mountains, "That sword is too late."

In the past two years, when the second brother took his life, he would never frown. He couldn't do anything, and he could even help him.

But now, he has married and Ji Qingning is pregnant.

He is dead, what should Ji Qingning do?

He didn't marry her back and let her stay widowed for him for the rest of his life.

Wen Xuan said this, and Wen Yan felt relieved and said, "Go back, don't worry your brother and sister."

Wenxian turned around and left without staying for a long time.

Looking at Wen Xuan's back as he left, Wen Yan really didn't know what to say, so he could only say that Wen Xuan didn't understand him. Wen Xuan had no intention of competing for the position of prince with him. He was naturally disdainful of Meng Zuyin, not to mention that the emperor trusted him, and even gave him Tianwen Villa.

Now that I have married another woman like Ji Qingning, my third brother's future is limitless, and it is definitely above my second uncle.

How could such ambition compete with his brother for the position of prince?

For the sake of glory and wealth, Wen Yan really didn't know what Wen Yan thought, so it was difficult to understand.

When Wen Xuan replied to Lan Xuan, she had already put the matter down. When she returned to the house, the little maid was bandaging Ji Qingning's fingers. When he saw it, he said, "What's wrong? Why did your hand hurt?"

Ji Qingning shrugged, "It's okay, I just accidentally broke the teacup just now. When I went to pick it up, it accidentally cut it."

After saying that, Ji Qingning said, "Is there any news about my father?"

I was panicked for no reason and felt something was wrong. There was such a secret guard in the Ji family courtyard, so there should be no accident. Besides, no one would attack her mother and Mrs. Ji. Wen Xuan stood in front of her without any damage. Moreover, as Wen Xuan's identity, no one should dare to do anything to him, so only her father Ji Huaishan is left.

Wen Xuan said, "My father doesn't worry about asking his father-in-law to investigate the Southwest case, and he is very confident that his father-in-law will come back safely."

Wen Xuan held Ji Qingning's hand, and Ji Qingning frowned and said, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Wen Xuan has always been angry, and she even dislikes her hands so hot, but today it is so cold, Ji Qingning is worried about taking his pulse.

Wen Xuan just looked at her, Ji Qingning stopped her hand, Wen Xuan smiled and said, "How is the pulse?"

"It's very stable," said Ji Qingning.

Wen Xuan held Ji Qingning's hand and refused to let go. Ji Qingning felt something was wrong when he held it. This guy wanted to stick with her. Now he was just sitting quietly like this, looking at her...

Thinking of this, when Wen Xuan raised his hand, Ji Qingning's body went to Wen Xuan's arms uncontrollably.

Ji Qingning, “….”

have to.

The abnormal one is her.
Chapter completed!
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