Love in Xuancheng

But Zixuan was choked by her tossing. The wound all over his body was pulled and pressed by her. It hurt so much that he was shaking even the yuan God, but he still gritted his teeth and forbeared.

"You see, this is what my master wrote down. My master wrote down what my father said when he woke up occasionally. These are about brother Zixuan."

Zixuan narrowed his eyes and tried to see the words on the paper. In the end, it was futile. The pain of his body made his vision blurred. He couldn't see what the light and shadow overlapped. He closed his eyes and adjusted for a while, but he still didn't alleviate much.

"How about yu'er - read it to brother Zixuan?"

Shen Xingyue frowned, looked at the paper spread on her hand, thought about it, put it away, moved her knees, changed a more comfortable posture and said: "Brother Zixuan, his father said that he loved you very much, but for various reasons, he had to keep a distance from you. He knew your mother's injustice and anger, so he didn't stop her when he learned that she was plotting to win the throne, and even let her do it, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden that he couldn't react and couldn't..." he took good care of his wife and children.

"Sorry!" Zixuan's voice trembled.

"It's not your fault, don't say sorry!" Shen Xingyue was relieved when she knew he blamed himself.

When Shen Xingyue mentioned "father" again, Geshu really couldn't calm down. He stretched out his hand and asked Shen Xingyue seriously for those pieces of paper.

"Well, show me."

Until this moment, Shen Xingyue found out later that GE Shu didn't know Zixuan's real identity.

"Er... Elder brother doesn't know yet? Well... See for yourself!"

Ge Shu took those pages of paper and felt that what he was holding was not a few pages of light paper, but a mountain, which made him feel very hard.

The words on the paper, each of which he knew well, were connected together, but they exploded in his mind like thunder.

Ge Shu's fist was clucking, and her anger and cold awn almost crushed the cottage. Shen Xingyue knew what GE Shu was angry about. She had read the letters and letters that Yan Qingzi gave her before she died more than twice.

She didn't persuade him, but firmly protected Zixuan in her arms for fear that GE Shu's killing intention would hurt the weak Zixuan.

Zixuan didn't know why Ge Shu was angry and why he was fierce, but he clearly knew that those were not directed at him.

"Big brother --" Shen Xingyue called softly.

When Jinyi noticed the killing intention, he had also reached the door. Just about to come in, the strong killing intention disappeared inexplicably with a light call. It seemed that he had never received it in general.

"Zixuan, are you okay? It's my gaffe!" Ge Shu looked concerned and scolded himself.

"It doesn't matter!" Zixuan shook his head and smiled, indicating that he was fine. "Tell me, I'm curious, what can make you so out of control?"

Ge Shu straightened up, turned and walked a few steps in front of the small window facing the bed. He didn't speak.

What does he have to say? If he's as angry as he is, doesn't it kill him? I can't say!

Zhong Xun dares to covet his mother. He deserves to be plotted half dead!

It's time to change the master of the ghost kingdom!

Song Shu could not help but clench his fist again.

"Brother Zixuan! What's the matter with you?" Shen Xingyue suddenly exclaimed.

Zixuan's brain jumped up, the sweat on his forehead was dense, his hands were tight on his front, and he was very short of breath, as if he would close his breath the next moment.