Xue Qingyin hesitated for a moment, then asked her: "Did it scare you?"

Qiao Xinyu: "No...you...are very decisive. I thought I would die in the hands of your elder brother first."

Xue Qingyin breathed out: "What you heard today..."

Qiao Xinyu said hurriedly: "Only you and I know. If I reveal his identity, I will not be tolerated by the royal family."

Xue Qingyin was relieved. It would be much easier to talk to smart people.

Then he took a few steps forward.

Xue Qingyin suddenly remembered and asked: "You are pregnant, so walking like this...isn't it okay?"

Qiao Xinyu looked at her: "Aren't you enduring the same pain?"

Xue Qingyin: "I didn't."

Qiao Xinyu was stunned for a moment: "...Then the pregnancy was still lost?" As soon as the words came out, Qiao Xinyu realized that this logic did not make sense.

She was silent for a moment and asked softly: "Is it fake?"

"Well, it's fake." Xue Qingyin said, "So I should still be able to take care of you, right?"

Xue Qingyin is not very sure either.

She thought, luckily she brought Azhuo and Yunduo with her!

Qiao Xinyu was having a hard time digesting all the huge shocks she had received in the past two days...

She said: "I'm fine."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Xue Qingyin. She saw that Xue Qingyin was still holding the knife and stumbling around.

Qiao Xinyu said: "Give me the knife."

She paused for a moment, then quickly added: "I don't mean anything else, it's just... if your eldest brother, no..." Qiao Xinyu didn't know what to call him for a moment.

Xue Qingyin said nonchalantly: "Go on."

Qiao Xinyu nodded: "If your eldest brother's men keep following you, they will definitely come to hunt us down and take revenge after they find out that your eldest brother is dead. It must be difficult for you to use the knife. I have learned some moves, so why not leave it in my hands..."

Xue Qingyin blushed.

Qiao Xinyu also saw that she had been reluctant to stab her just now.

But what can be done? Let alone killing people, she has never even killed a chicken.

Xue Qingyin handed the knife out generously and asked: "Are you really not tired?"

Qiao Xinyu breathed out silently and said: "To be honest, these two days have been the best I have ever had. My father may have arrived at King Xuan's camp, and he will go back to meet my mother soon.

Reunion...The death of King Wei is also a good thing for me."

"How can you be tired if your heart is not burdened?" she said.

Xue Qingyin felt relieved: "That's good."

They said nothing again.

The slender figures walked away together under the moonlight.

Not long after they left, someone came and rushed to the cave.

"There is blood."

"Could it be that the Mon people are chasing us here?"

"Impossible, we are staying on the road we must pass."

Several people were talking in low voices and walking towards the cave.

Then their steps paused and their expressions suddenly changed.

A thin figure fell on the straw pile, and blood soaked deeply into the straw.

"Master!" They swooped up, their tentacles wet.

They managed to help He Songning up, and stretched out their hands in fear: "...No, I'm out of breath."

When the others heard the sound, their faces turned ashen.

"Who killed the master?"

"Is she a big girl?"

"No, it shouldn't be! The concubine of King Wei must have taken advantage of the situation to kill someone first, and then took away the eldest girl!"

"Yes, the father of the concubine of King Wei is the Jiedushi of Yizhou, so she must have learned kung fu from him..."

They spoke in cold tones and got up to chase the people.

At this time, the man who was supposed to be dead suddenly grabbed the cuffs of the person next to him. He sat up, his whole back arched, and blue veins popped out on his forehead.

He opened his mouth wide and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Chest rises and falls weakly.

But indeed...still alive.

They were startled: "Master?"

He Songning's face almost blended into the darkness, with only a little blood stain on his chin illuminated by the moonlight.

He murmured: "Learned very well."

When he left, he didn't forget to hit him again.

"How can you be so weak...shouldn't you and I be...the same person? How can you be so cruel..."

He Songning smiled gloomily: "When you tempted me and made me have the idea of ​​having a normal home, you cut off all of them with one knife."

"Your ruthlessness is not inferior to mine... Qingyin."

When they heard the eldest girl's name coming out of their master's mouth, they suddenly felt numb and stood there helplessly.

He Songning turned his head with difficulty and moved his lips: "No... no need to chase."

She's right.

When she pretended to be weak, he only shared half of her tenderness. It was far less than what he showed to Xue Qinghe...

But his love for Xue Qinghe was no different.

It was just his instinctive pity for weak and pitiful things when he was suspicious. Because only those weak and harmless things could really make him feel at ease.

And when she completely tore off the disguise...

He suddenly understood.

Weak and harmless things can't make him feel at ease.

That's not liking, let alone any love.
Chapter completed!