The night was getting darker and darker, and Xi Xian slept very uneasily, as if she had fallen into an endless nightmare. Xuechun sat on the edge of the bed and covered her again with the quilt she had kicked off, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
beads.
In the dream, there was a lot of noise in her ears, with countless voices overlapping together, and she could not hear anything in the chaos.
Struggling to open her eyes, Xi Xian regained her composure. The gauze curtain was half hung beside the bed, and through the hazy moonlight, she got up and got off the ground, groping her way to the table.
After drinking several cups of herbal tea, the sweat on his body disappeared, but the noise in his ears did not weaken at all. Xi Qian opened the window and the sound suddenly became clear, and then she realized that it was not the sound in the dream.
"Sister, why didn't you light a candle when you got up?" Xuechun pushed open the door silently and saw her standing alone in the dark room, busy lighting a candle.
The warm candlelight dispersed the ghosts in the darkness, and Xi Qian moved a little closer to the candlelight, as if she was afraid of unknown things in the darkness.
"What happened outside? Why is it so noisy?"
Xue Chun pursed his lips and hesitated to speak. He seemed to have made a lot of determination and then said, "It's Miss Xia's place. I didn't inquire carefully because I was concerned about my sister, but it looks like something happened."
Xi Qian lowered her eyelashes and let out a faint breath, "Give me some clothes and let's go take a look."
"Let's not go, just in case???" Xue Chun hesitated and did not move. What happened at night left her with lingering fears.
"What's supposed to come will always come. No matter how far you hide, it's useless." Xi Qian smiled calmly, picked up the clothes on the screen and put them on.
When they arrived at Xia Yingying's residence, everyone in the Yiqian Mansion had blocked the door. Xuechun opened a narrow path in front of her so that she could enter smoothly.
Entering the inner room was different from the noise outside. There were only a few maids sobbing softly. Xia Zizhao stood with a bruised face next to Xia Yingying who was cowering in the corner and trembling. Yuwen Haoxuan's face was a little uncertain.
Confuse.
Seeing Xi Qian enter, the maid Qiu'er suddenly looked stern and said sternly, "Miss, why are you like this? Since you entered the house, I have always treated you as my sister, and I have taken great pains to choose gifts for you. This is how you repay my family.
The lady’s?”
The painting she gave to Xia Yingying was scattered on the messy ground. The beautiful face in the painting was scratched several times by unknown sharp objects. "How could this happen?" Xuechun picked up the painting in panic and looked at everyone.
"Then I have to ask Miss Xixi what she did?" Qiu'er's aggressive tone came again.
Looking at Xia Yingying pretending to be fragile in the corner, Xi Qian felt sick in her heart, "Yeah, what on earth did I do? I'm afraid it was a mistake for me to come here. As for whether Miss Xia took me seriously
My dear sister, I think Miss Xia knows best."
After saying that, she obviously saw Xia Yingying's trembling body stagnate slightly, but everyone was looking at her, and no one noticed this detail. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but it completely angered the nurse.
Heartbroken Xia Zizhao.
"What did you say?" Xia Zizhao's words were like a razor blade. In the next second, his iron-like palms were pressed against her slender neck, pressing her against the wall and lifting her feet three inches off the ground.
Seeing the murderous intent in Xia Zizhao's eyes, she laughed out loud. This was the second time she felt suffocated. It was less than half a year ago, but this time it was more decisive.
"Zizhao! Let go!" Suddenly she heard Yuwen Haoxuan's urgent voice, the strength in her neck suddenly disappeared, and she fell heavily to the cold ground.
Someone helped her up while she was gasping for air. Xi Qian raised her eyes and saw Xue Chun, whose face was stained with tears, already sobbing. On the side, Yu Wen Haoxuan and Xia Zizhao were tangled in arms and competing with each other. The anger in Xia Zizhao's eyes was even stronger than before.
He pushed Yu Wen Haoxuan away a few steps with force, and slapped Xi Qian directly with the wind of his palm.
The strong internal force came over her face. Knowing that she had no way to escape, Xiqian closed her eyes and resigned herself to her fate. There was a "pop" sound and the wind from her palm hit her body. However, Xiqian did not feel the expected pain. When she opened her eyes, she only saw a tall figure.
The figure blocked in front of him.
"Brother Wenxuan!" After a short silence, Xia Yingying screamed, pulling everyone back from the shock.
Yu Wen Haoxuan fell down little by little, and Xi Xi quickly stepped forward to support his body that was about to hit the ground. Xia Zizhao looked at the scene in front of him guiltily, and his sanity gradually recovered.
A bright red oozed from the corner of Yuwen Haoxuan's mouth, and he gave her a comforting smile, then turned to look at Xia Zizhao, "Have you finished spreading the fire? Are you still not healing me?"
Xia Zizhao still had an indifferent look on his face, but his eyes were slightly wet and he couldn't hide his shame. He quickly took Yuwen Haoxuan's body, fed a fragrant pill into his mouth, and slowly absorbed his true energy. After a while, his complexion recovered.
Five points of rosiness.
"You are really ruthless. You have gained a lot of skill after not seeing it for several years!" Yuwen Haoxuan said half-jokingly, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Xia Zizhao looked embarrassed, but his expression was still calm, "It's not that I'm good at it, it's that you have regressed. You didn't even use 50% of your skills, so you are injured like this!"
Yuwen Haoxuan smiled calmly, turned to Xi Qian and said, "Help me go back."
Looking at the people with different expressions in the room, Xiqian smiled and nodded, holding his arm and slowly left under the gaze of everyone.
On the way, she sent Xuechun back, and supported Yuwen Haoxuan back to his residence alone, settling on his feet. She pressed her lips tightly and remained stubbornly silent, but when she turned around, she secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"You can relax in front of me." Looking at her pretending to be calm, Yuwen Haoxuan felt sad in his heart, "This is all my fault. I didn't think carefully enough."
"Do you believe me?" Xi Qian turned around, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Of course, as long as you say no, I will definitely believe it." Yuwen Haoxuan looked at her firmly, making her feel that the strength she had just lost was returning to her body little by little.
"Miss Xia did all this just to get you to pay more attention to her. I don't think she would have thought that things would develop to this point."
"I come here to stay for a few days every few years, and I have watched her grow up. In fact, she is not bad-hearted, but she has been spoiled too much by Zizhao over the years."
Mentioning the mention of Natsuko Akira, her eyes darkened, and the life-and-death scene reappeared in her mind. Such fierce hatred made her shudder.
Seeing that she seemed to be resentful, Yuwen Haoxuan said, "Don't resent Zizhao. If you knew his experience, you would understand why he cares about Yingying so much. I promised him not to tell anyone about this matter."
, maybe one day he will tell you himself."
After hearing what he said, Xi Qian's expression softened slightly, but she still couldn't let go completely in her heart. "No matter how hard you have your reasons, you shouldn't just listen to one side of the story and then arbitrarily accuse others."
"Actually, Zi Zhaoyuan understands Yingying better than any of us. He is a smart man. He will figure it out after he calms down. If you wait patiently, he will definitely apologize to you in less than two days. Don't look at his cold appearance.
Yes, the pot might be boiling inside."
Xi Qian was amused by his words. Seeing her smile again, Yu Wen Haoxuan stepped on the table and lay down with peace of mind. Unexpectedly, the movement affected the injured part, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Seeing that he looked in pain, Xi Xian hurriedly touched his chest. The severe pain gradually eased under her gentle fingertips. Yu Wen Haoxuan gently held her thin fingers as green as green onions and slowly closed his eyes.
Xi Qian lowered her eyelashes, letting his fingers be tightly grasped by him and pressed against her chest, feeling the solid and powerful heartbeat, and a sense of security of being protected emerged spontaneously.