Chapter 738 Xue Jinghua and the eldest grandson Wu Xie
Fengtian, Jufeng Restaurant.
When Xue Jinghua woke up, his throat was so dry and sore that his whole body seemed to fall apart.
Xue Jinghua sat up suddenly, his breathing trembling.
She last night...
Really crazy.
"Are you awake?" Changsun Wuxie leaned against the couch and smiled a little evilly.
Xue Jinghua lowered his head, his heart beating a little faster.
If the previous love was the compulsion of Changsun Wuxie, then last night was her wishful indulgence.
To punish myself...
"Are you thirsty?" Changsun Wuxie frowned and asked when Xue Jinghua lowered his head and said nothing.
Xue Jinghua glanced at Changsun Wuxie in surprise, lowered his head and said nothing.
Later, I asked her if she was thirsty. This was the first time.
In the past, I would hold her chin and feed her directly...
"Xiao Junze sent someone to find you. If you don't want to go back, I don't mind tying you up here..." Changsun Wuxie came over with a tea cup, his voice was cold, but he put the water in front of Xue Jinghua and turned away.
The sight, the threat of words.
Xue Jinghua looked at the extended hand, took the tea cup and took a sip. It was warm, and...it had been soaked in Luo Han Guo.
"I..." I opened my mouth to speak, but my throat hurt terribly.
"Next time you want to drink, don't mess with me." Changsun Wuxie frowned. Xue Jinghua cried and made trouble last night and wanted to drink. It's strange that his voice is not hoarse.
He is not a gentleman and cannot control himself at all.
I just wanted her a few more times and fell asleep until now.
Xiao Junze has sent people to look for her many times. If she doesn't come back, Xiao Junze may come to visit him personally again.
"Ah Xie, who was the person who rescued you from Kyoto back then?" Xue Jinghua asked tentatively.
She only asked the late emperor to spare the life of Sun Wuxie, but the late emperor did not agree to let the tiger return to the mountain.
Later, Changsun Wuxie escaped.
If the late emperor hadn't deliberately released the water, then someone must have saved him.
Back then, everyone pushed down the wall of Changsun's family, but the Rakshasa sect didn't interfere in the matter.
Everyone in the Shen Qingzhou Mu family is eyeing the eldest grandson's family. It would be even harder for the eldest grandson Wuxie to escape from Kyoto smoothly than to reach heaven.
Unless there is a very powerful person behind his back to protect him and send him away.
"You'd better not know." Changsun Wuxie warned in a deep voice.
Xue Jinghua held up his arms and tried to stand up, but his legs gave out and fell to the ground.
This devil...
"Even if you didn't say it, I would have guessed it..." Xue Jinghua's voice was hoarse.
"If you know too much, aren't you afraid that he will kill you and silence you?" Changsun Wuxie frowned and subconsciously reached out to protect Xue Jinghua.
"You might as well kill me..." Xue Jinghua shook off Changsun Wuxie's hand and left stubbornly.
"Even if you die, you can only die in my hands, or... you can die on my bed." Changsun Wuxie smiled sarcastically and trapped Xue Jinghua behind the door.
"Changsun Wuxie, repay the injustice. The late emperor is already dead, so don't kill any more, okay?" Xue Jinghua begged the eldest grandson Wuxie to let go of the old officials in the court.
Xiao Junze has forced them to retire and return home. Now there are newcomers in the court, and it is the most turbulent time.
What the person behind him wanted to see was this situation.
If he continues to attack those old ministers, it will cause panic in the court, and then...
Xiao Junze's political instability will be very troublesome.
"If my adoptive father didn't remind me, I forgot... Xiao Junze thought that if he sent those old people back to his hometown, I would let them go? The killers are already on the way." Changsun Wuxie played with Xue Jinghua's long hair.
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"Changsun Wuxie, please stop..." Xue Jinghua begged him choked with sobs.
Those veterans are all innocent.
"Do you think your eldest son's family is really innocent?" Xue Jinghua's breathing was trembling.
Changsun Wuxie frowned and clenched her fingers to play with her long hair.
Xue Jinghua felt a little pain and looked at Changsun Wuxie with red eyes. "Even if you kill them all, you won't be happy... Just trust me once, okay?"
She did get her revenge, but was she happy? Was there any joy after revenge? No...
Instead, I live in hell every day.
Because not all of the Changsun family are extremely evil people.
Good and evil are two poles that are inherently opposed to each other.
In the whole world, there is no one who is extremely sinful and unforgivable, and there is no one who is purely good.
No one can be perfect.
No one is purely evil and has no good intentions at all.
"Why...why do I believe you? Because I am the son of the person who killed your whole family? Or because you designed to kill my whole family?" Changsun Wuxie's eyes were red, and his voice was slightly out of control.
As long as revenge is mentioned and the past of the Changsun family is mentioned, Changsun Wuxie will definitely go crazy.
Xue Jinghua looked up at Changsun Wuxie in shock, he... knew everything?
"Xue Jinghua, do you know what is the most failed thing you have done on the road of revenge?" Changsun Wuxie pinched Xue Jinghua's waist with a hoarse voice. "Just to keep me alive..."
"After this incident, I learned a truth, that is, to cut the grass, you must get rid of the roots." Changsun Wuxie let go of Xue Jinghua and signaled that she could leave.
Cutting the weeds without removing the roots will leave hidden dangers.
Just like Xue Jinghua, who was clearly determined to take revenge and joined forces with the late emperor to kill so many people in the eldest grandson's family, but he was the only one left alive.
Xue Jinghua left with red eyes. She didn't know how she should persuade Changsun Wuxie to stop.
But committing another crime of killing is also a kind of torture for him.
He was originally a kind-hearted young man who was not willing to trample ants to death, but now... he has become cold-blooded and cruel.
Is he really happy like this?
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"Father, dad went hunting in the northern hunting area and killed a hare. It's still alive. Can you please help me? I want to keep it..."
When he was young, his grandson Wuxie was a person who was reluctant to kill rabbits.
"Father, please tell me, Your Majesty spent so much time and money repairing the canal embankment, and so many people died, why didn't you reduce taxes for those families who died from the effort? How will the poor people live in this way? The mainstay of the family died on the river embankment, but they still have to follow the regulations.
To pay taxes is driving them to death."
"Young man speaks freely. Taxation involves many things. How can you change it just by saying a word? If taxes are also collected, the border officers will have to reduce their food and grass reserves. If there is a war, who will guard the border?"
At that time, Xue Jinghua actually agreed with Changsun Wuxie's statement, but... it had long been a habit for her to deal with things tactfully.
If the matter does not concern you, you will be indifferent.
"Father, dad said he would choose a suitable candidate for you to marry...I don't want to." The young eldest son Sun Wuxie stood by the stone table, his words sounded a little angry. "Father is still young, why should he marry a wife and have children?
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Xue Jinghua was stunned for a moment, his eyes averted. "Ask your father to stop meddling in other people's business. I won't marry and have children."
"Really?" Xue Jinghua's tone was obviously unkind, but Changsun Wuxie was extremely happy.
When Xue Jinghua left, Changsun Wuxie was in a very happy mood.
"Master, what are you so happy about?" the waiter who grew up with Sun Wuxie asked with a smile.
"My foster father said he would not marry and have children." Changsun Wuxie raised his chin proudly. "This way he can stay with me forever."
"Silly young master, you will also get married and have children in the future."
"Why should I get married and have children? It's enough for me to have my foster father by my side." Changsun Wuxie didn't think there was anything wrong.
But the waiter covered Changsun Wuxie's mouth. "Young Master, don't have such thoughts. If you tell me, you will be misunderstood as having a broken sleeve."
"What is a broken sleeve?" Changsun Wuxie was puzzled.
"It's just..." the waiter looked like he was hesitating to speak. "It's just that men like men... it's just that the sleeves are broken."
"So what? I like my adoptive father, and it has nothing to do with whether he is a boy or a girl." Changsun Wuxie disagreed.