The character is broken!The General's Sick Beauty Is a Killer

Chapter 310 The Man in the Picture

"he died?"

Baozhen lowered her head, her voice was dull, "Yes."

"How did he die?" He could feel that Xi'er blamed himself for this person's death.

"Kill yourself." Baozhen bit her lip, worried that Tang You would continue to question, because the next thing would involve the real Tang Xi.

Thinking of the person in the painting, Tang You paused for a moment, and his voice was a little stiff, "For whom... kill yourself?"

He asked for whom he killed himself, not why.

Most people don't ask that when they hear about someone committing suicide.

Baozhen was thinking about how to explain it to him, but she didn't hear anything unusual.

After deliberating for a long time, she said, "For another friend of Miss..."

Tang You's fair face faced the cold wind that cut skin and flesh, and the bridge of his nose suddenly ached.

Baozhen, who still didn't get a response, raised her head, and what she saw was his hastily turning away and his back leaving quickly.

Baozhen was puzzled, but thankful that she didn't show her mouth.

After taking the medicine for two days, Tang Xi's condition gradually improved.

With a little strength, she could get out of bed and walk around, so she began to practice sword.

Day and night, when Tang You came to visit her, he could always see her quickly wielding a long sword under the bare crabapple tree.

Her movements were so fast that she could only see afterimages, sword flowers all over the sky, and the sword light was clear and beautiful, like gorgeous fireworks. Her figure was unusually sensitive, her movements were strange, and her changes were endless.

Tang You doesn't know martial arts, but he has seen many generals wielding swords and guns.

Their moves are gorgeous, fluent and powerful, and each move is so subtle that it is unexpected. He used to think that this was already very powerful, but now he has Tang Xi for comparison, and he really feels the difference.

Maybe those military officers had obvious advantages on the battlefield, but if it was one-on-one, Tang You had no doubt that Xi'er could subdue them in an instant.

Sensing Tang You approaching, Tang Xi quickly sheathed the knife, walked back, and greeted with a smile: "Brother is here?"

"Well, let's see how you are recovering." Tang You's usual gentle tone, seeing her approaching, poured her a cup of hot tea, and handed her a handkerchief to wipe off her sweat.

Tang Xi took it naturally, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "It's good, I can use a sword now."

"That's good," Tang You smiled softly, and said again: "Next time, remember not to wear such thin clothes and run out."

"Got it," Tang Xi sat on a chair beside him, took a sip of tea to relieve the dryness in his throat, and said playfully, "I promise I won't worry my elder brother."

But in the end she broke her promise.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the occasion of family reunion.

At the reunion dinner table at Earl Xianchang's mansion, Tang Xi was nowhere to be seen.

Tang Xianchang's complexion was extremely bad. She dared not to be present on such a reunion night. She was really arrogant.The veins in the hand holding the chopsticks were throbbing, and Meng Alan sat beside him as if he didn't notice, picking up some of his favorite dishes for him from time to time.

Tang You just ate his meal unhurriedly, his movements were elegant and dignified, he didn't say a word, only his eyes fell on the empty seat from time to time, worried in his heart.

A hundred miles away among the lofty mountains, the huge palace at the headquarters of the Yongye Pavilion was brightly lit.

It was originally a deserted palace lobby, but now it was full of people.

All black robes, masks of various colors classified according to departments.

At this time, everyone looked up at the girl on the high platform, that thin figure wearing a gorgeous silver mask.

(End of this chapter)