"What do I think, and what does it have to do with you? Why does Mr. Xue Xiaohou have to pretend to be confused every time?"

Shen Qingfeng said coldly.

Xuecheng's face gradually darkened.

From Shenwu Chang'an to the northern border.

This friendship of mutual support and companionship along the way is worthless garbage in Shen Qingfeng's eyes.

"Isn't it Mr. Shen who pretends to be confused despite knowing something? I have a clear conscience, so why should I pretend to be confused?"

Xuecheng broke the jar and lifted Shen Qingfeng's clothes with both hands, but did not use too much force for fear of pulling on the wound Shen Qingfeng left in Dongli City.

"Master Shen, do you really not understand what kind of person I, Xue Cheng, am, and what kind of person I carry in my heart? Do you really have no self in your heart, or are you afraid of the world?"

Xuecheng leaned in front of him and gritted his teeth and said: "As long as you say that I, Xuecheng, am rubbish and my friendship is rubbish, not because of worldly prejudices, but because of who I am, I will get out now and have nothing to do with each other from now on.

I will never disturb your Mr. Shen’s leisure!"

"I hate you more than I hate trash, is that okay?"

Shen Qingfeng said expressionlessly.

These days, there is always a layer of paper between them, and no one dares to break it.

Now that everything has been exposed, there is nothing to worry about.

Shen Qingfeng pursed her lips tightly and lowered her eyes.

After all, he is Ah Yue's brother, and he doesn't want people in the world to insult Ah Yue by saying that he, Shen Qingfeng, is a man with broken sleeves.

Xuecheng looked at Shen Qingfeng's extremely cold face, trying to find a hint of tenderness on it.

But he was wrong.

Xuecheng smiled self-deprecatingly and said bitterly: "Just as Mr. Shen thought, Xue immediately wrote a letter back to Chang'an and agreed to the marriage. In the future, if he has a wife and a house, Mr. Shen will not have to feel dirty.

Yes, Xue will treat his wife well for the rest of his life."

Shen Qingfeng's hands under his sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, and veins popped out on the backs of his hands.

Even though he had warned himself countless times, Xuecheng would eventually marry a wife and have children according to the wishes of his elders.

But when Xuecheng said it himself, Shen Qingfeng only felt a chill in his heart like a river.

Xue Cheng let go of his clothes.

"Master Shen, Xue is tired from walking on the road to martial arts. After the competition in the north, he returned to Chang'an to guard his place with his elders and wife."

Xue Cheng left with red eyes. In the dim night, he opened the folding fan in his hand and smiled sadly.

He shouldn't have any extravagant thoughts.

I just can't control myself.

In the past, I could have fooled him with a playful smile.

It's not bad to have been fooled all my life.

But now that the words have been spoken, even fooling around is a luxury, and Xuecheng has no way of turning back.

Bang!

There was a noise from behind.

Xue Cheng looked back and saw Shen Qingfeng clutching his chest and falling to the ground. His hand trembled and the folding fan fell out.

He immediately forgot about the farewell he had just said and walked over quickly, with a worried look on his face.

"Did the wound open? Does it hurt? Is it bleeding? Let me see."

Xue Cheng asked anxiously: "I asked you to apply medicine early in the morning. Did you fail to apply it because you were in a hurry to go out? Why don't you take care of your body so much?"

Shen Qingfeng sat on the ground, trying to stop Xue Cheng.

Xuecheng quickly tore off Shen Qingfeng's clothes and took off the blood-soaked white cloth that bandaged the wound. He saw the shocking and bloody scar under the collarbone, with an angry look on his face: "Shen Qingfeng, if you don't like me, you won't like me. You

Don’t you look down on your own body? The day you die, I will never collect your body."

Xue Cheng glared at Shen Qingfeng and hurriedly took out the medicine.

Shen Qingfeng straightened his clothes with an expressionless face: "I have my own hands and know how to do it."

Xuecheng grabbed his hands and clasped them behind his back. With the other hand, he applied ointment to Shen Qingfeng's wounds and said, "If you had your own hands, you wouldn't be like this. From now on, three times in the morning and in the evening, I will come and give you the ointment." You apply medicine and wait for your wound to heal."

Shen Qingfeng was extremely unhappy: "You are too close."

Xue Cheng leaned forward and was very close to him: "Does Brother Shen still want Xue to get out?"

Shen Qingfeng's eyebrows were furrowed into a frown, but he had always been helpless against Xuecheng. He turned his head and looked away: "Aren't you going to get a wife?"

"Do you really think that I, Xue Cheng, will deal with other women casually? If I marry but don't love you, wouldn't I be a heinous person? Xue is going to become a monk together with Prime Minister Luo's son." Xue Cheng said angrily.

Shen Qingfeng lowered his eyelashes slightly.

Xuecheng continued to give him medicine.

…

To the east of the station is the place of Shenxuan Academy.

When Chu Yue came, all the disciples in the academy were practicing.

But above the quiet courtyard wall, there was a person reclining.

Yan Hongyuan closed her eyes and fell asleep, placing two bottles of wine beside her.

The moment Chu Yue's footsteps sounded, Yan Hongyuan opened her sharp eyes, and she was filled with smiles when she saw Chu Yue's figure, especially the two bottles of wine in her hands.

"What a coincidence."

Yan Hongyuan shook the wine.

"Drink one?"

Chu Yue flew up with her feet on the ground, sat on the courtyard wall, drank half a bottle of wine, and said, "Thank you."

It was on Leng Qingshuang's wedding day when Yan Hongyuan came to see her that she learned that the Yan family's child had died in Yan Hongyuan's hands.

What she asked Protector Bai to investigate was why the Yan family's youngest son died.

Later, it was discovered that the grave of Yan Hongyuan's mother was dug, which was the Tomb of Orphaned Souls and a mass grave outside the city.

The youngest son of the Yan family would go to a place like the mass grave, probably because the curse was cast here.

"It's my turn to thank you for helping me kill him."

Yan Hongyuan drank wine, lay on the courtyard wall, and looked at the bright moon: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and I finally have the nerve to go to my mother's grave."

"It was you who dug your mother's grave, not the children of the Yan family, right?" Chu Yue asked again.

Yan Hongyuan curled her lips: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you."

"Are you from the royal family or from Jixia Academy?" Chu Yue asked.

"There are both Jixia Academy and the royal family, right?"

Yan Hongyuan said: "The adopted son of Jiang Chengzi from Jixia Academy chose me and asked me to go to the royal family to be the princess. It's all been decided. I'll call him Princess Zhaohua. Does that sound good?"

"Sounds good."

Chu Yue lay down together and looked at the deep night.

All the mysteries were finally explained.

It was Yan Hongyuan who worshiped her mother and accidentally learned that those people would use magic spells to deal with Xiaobao.

Yan Hongyuan is a member of the royal family and cannot inform Chu Yue.

If Chu Yue had known about it in advance, she would have leaked the secret.

Therefore, Yan Hongyuan specially dug her mother's grave, blamed it on the Yan family's son, and killed him.

But because the Yan family was worried about the identity behind Yan Hongyuan, they did not dare to speak out or cause trouble for Yan Hongyuan.

Yan Hongyuan went to Chu Yue specifically to make Chu Yue guess that she had killed him.

The head of the Yan family should hate Yan Hongyuan to the core, but it is indeed suspicious that he has repeatedly come to the inn to communicate with his father and daughter.

Later, when the curse happened, Chu Yue quickly connected everything and pointed the finger at Yan Feiren accurately.

Yan Hongyuan took a sip of wine: "Yan Feiren and the royal family hid my murder, but I knew you would investigate, so the third time Yan Feiren came to see me, I pretended to be drunk and made a slip of the tongue, and went to Yan's house angrily.

Pointing at him, he said that I was the one who killed the Yan family's children."

"That's why Protector Bai can immediately investigate the matter and go to the Tomb of Lone Souls." Chu Yue lowered her head and looked at the wine glass.

Yan Hongyuan said: "That damn little son of the Yan family, he did not dig my mother's grave, but he peed in front of my mother's grave and insulted my mother, and Yan Feiren was watching. Otherwise, I wouldn't have done it."

If you kill me, I will tell you in other ways. Yan Hongyi prides himself on being smart and has defeated me many times, but he would never have dreamed that this time, he would lose to me."


Chapter completed!