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"What do I think? What does it have to do with you? Why should Mr. Xue pretend to be confused every time he understands it?"

Shen Qingfeng said coldly.

Xue Cheng's face gradually became gloomy.

From Shenwu Chang'an to the northern border.

In Shen Qingfeng's eyes, the friendship of supporting each other along the way is worthless garbage.

"Isn't it that Master Shen who pretends to be confused with his understanding? I have a clear conscience, so why bother to pretend to be confused?"

Xue Cheng threw the jar and lifted Shen Qingfeng's clothes with both hands, but did not use too much force, for fear of pulling the wounds left by Shen Qingfeng in Donglicheng.

"Young Master Shen, do you really don't understand what kind of person I, Xue Cheng, is what kind of person I, Xue Cheng, pretends to be in my heart? Do you really have no self in your heart, or are you afraid because of the world?"

Xue Cheng leaned in front of him and gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you say that I, Xue Cheng, is a garbage, my friendship is also a garbage, not a secular prejudice, but because of me, I will get out of here and have nothing to do with each other from now on, and I will never disturb your uncle Shen's leisure!"

"I hate you, more disgusting than trash, is that OK?"

Shen Qingfeng said expressionlessly.

These days, they are always separated by a layer of paper, and no one dares to break it.

Now that they have been broken, they have no scruples.

Shen Qingfeng pursed his lips tightly and his eyes sank.

In the final analysis, he was A Yue's brother, and he did not want anyone in the world. He said that Shen Qingfeng was a man with a broken sleeve, so he insulted A Yue.

Xue Cheng looked at Shen Qingfeng's cold face, trying to find a trace of tenderness on it.

But he was wrong.

Xue Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly and said bitterly: "That's just as Master Shen thought. Xue immediately wrote a letter back to Chang'an and agreed to the marriage. When he had a wife's house in the future, Master Shen would not have to feel dirty. Xue would treat his wife well for the rest of his life."

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

Even though he had warned himself countless times, Xue Cheng would eventually marry and have children according to his elders' wishes.

But when Xue Cheng said it personally, Shen Qingfeng only felt a chill like a river in his heart.

Xue Cheng loosened his clothes.

"Mr. Shen, Master Shen, the martial arts road, Xue was tired from walking. After the competition in the northern border, he returned to Chang'an to guard a corner of his place and his elders and his wife."

Xue Cheng left with red eyes, and in the faint night, he shook the folding fan in his hand and smiled desolately.

He shouldn't have any extravagance.

But I can't control myself.

If it were in the past, I could still be laughing and confused.

It's not bad to fool it all your life.

But now that he is talking, even fooling is a luxury, and Xue Cheng has no way to turn around.

Bang!

There was a sound behind.

Xue Cheng looked back and saw Shen Qingfeng falling to the ground while covering his chest, his hands trembled, and the folding fan fell out.

I immediately forgot the farewell I had just said, walked over quickly, with a sad look on my face.

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

Xue Cheng said anxiously: "I asked you to apply medicine in the early morning. Did you lose it because you were in a hurry to go out? Why is your body so unrestrained?"

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

Xue Cheng quickly pulled open Shen Qingfeng's clothes and took off the white cloth that was soaking in the wound. Seeing the shocking bloody scars under the collarbone, he looked angry: "Shen Qingfeng, if you don't like me, you won't like your own body, don't you? One day you will die, I will never collect your body."

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

Shen Qingfeng tidied up his clothes with a blank expression: "I have my own hands, I can do it myself."

Xue Cheng grabbed his hands and held them behind him, and with his other hand, he applied ointment to Shen Qingfeng's wound, and said, "If you have hands, you won't be like this. I will give you medicine three times in the future and wait for your wound to heal."

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

Xue Cheng leaned forward, close to him: "Will Brother Chen still want Xue to get out?"

Shen Qingfeng's eyebrows frowned into the character "Sichuan", but he had always been unable to use Xue Cheng, so he turned his head and looked elsewhere: "Aren't you going to get married?"

"You really think that Xue Cheng will deal with other women at will? If you marry me and don't love me, wouldn't I be unforgivable? Xue wants to become a monk with Prime Minister Luo's son." Xue Cheng said angrily.

Shen Qingfeng lowered his eyelashes slightly.

Xue Cheng continued to apply medicine to him.

...

Going east to the post station is the place of Shenxuan Academy.

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

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

Yan Hongyuan closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and placed two pots of wine on the side.

The moment Chu Yue's footsteps sounded, Yan Hongyuan opened her sharp eyes and saw Chu Yue's figure, especially the two pots of wine in her hand, and was filled with a smile.

"What a coincidence."

Yan Hongyuan shook with the wine.

"Drink one?"

Chu Yue flew up the ground and sat on the wall, drank half a pot of wine, and said, "Thank you."

It was the day Leng Qingshuang's wedding that Yan Hongyuan came to find her, and she realized that the Yan family's child died at Yan Hongyuan's hands.

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

Later, it was found that Yan Hongyuan's mother's grave was dug, which was the lonely soul tomb and mass grave outside the city.

The youngest son of the Yan family would go to places like mass graves, which is likely because the magic spell was used here.

"I should thank you for helping me kill him."

Yan Hongyuan was drinking wine, lying on the yard wall, looking at Mingyue: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and I finally have the face to go to my mother's grave."

"You dug your mother's grave, not a child of the Yan family, right?" Chu Yue said again.

Yan Hongyuan curled her lips and said, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from you."

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

"There are both Jixia Academy and the royal family."

Yan Hongyuan said: "The adopted son of Jiang Chengzi of Jixia Academy chose me and asked me to be the princess in the royal family. Is it all planned, and I will call him Princess Zhaohua. Is it nice?"

“Sounds nice.”

Chu Yue lay down together, looking at the dark night.

All the mysteries are finally explained.

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

Yan Hongyuan is a royal family and cannot tell Chu Yue.

If Chu Yue learned about it in advance, it must have been her leaking the secret.

Therefore, Yan Hongyuan specially dug up his mother's grave and blamed the Yan family's children, thus killing him.

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

Yan Hongyuan went to find Chu Yue again, and asked Chu Yue to guess that she had killed her.

The head of the Yan family should have hated Yan Hongyuan to the core, but it is suspicious that the head of the post station repeatedly contacted the father and daughter.

Later, when the curse happened, Chu Yue quickly linked everything to everything, pointing to Yan Feiren accurately and accurately.

Yan Hongyuan drank a sip of wine: "Yan Feiren and the royal family both hid my murder, but I knew you would investigate, so when Yan Feiren came to me for the third time, I pretended to be drunk and missed the tongue, and went to the Yan family and pointed at him angrily and said that I killed the children of the Yan family."

"Therefore, the guardian of Bai immediately investigated the matter and went to the Tomb of the Lone Soul." Chu Yue looked down at the wine glass.

Yan Hongyuan said: "The damn young son of the Yan family did not dig my mother's grave, but he peed in front of my mother's grave and insulted my mother. Yan Feiren was watching from the side. Otherwise, I wouldn't kill him. I would tell you in other ways. Yan Hongyi claimed to be smart and won me many times, but he would never dream of him, this time, he lost to me."

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Chapter completed!