Da Deyun

Chapter 160 Cause and Effect

It was already late at night when the second master returned home, and the whole family was waiting for him and Dalin to come back.

After the mid-autumn moon cakes are worshipped, the housewife must cut them up and share the food with the family.

The second master embraced Yang Jiu as soon as he entered the door, watching her red eyes finally fade away, and she was as warm as before.

"I am fine."

"I am back."

Thinking of the books I read when I was young, there is a very good sentence: If there is love in the heart, there will be no worries and no fears.

Tao Yang has been standing silently in front of the green bamboos in the courtyard, looking at the names on each bamboo, his heart is warm and heavy.

The young master trotted all the way into the yard.

Today is Mid-Autumn Festival.

"A Tao."

He hugged Tao Yang, buried his face in his neck and rubbed it, feeling relieved in his tiredness.

"Master."

Fortunately, I figured it out, this secular world is just a pen for fame and fortune in the hands of others, how can gossip and rumors have the warmth of embrace.

It's best for the two of you to be together.

The reason why the second master died was not because of kindness, nor because he wanted something else; he just felt that there were some things that his brother should handle personally.

Qin Xiaoxian only found out about it last night, originally he was worried that he would not be able to bear it due to the friendship he once had when he was young, but he was also indifferent after hearing this.

A question: how to plan?

The second master was just telling him, he didn't intend to let him participate in it, after all, he would never lose in this match.

During the fight on the cruise ship tonight, Er Ye frowned thinking about the tactics of these assassins; there are very few people who can enter Shengjing to assassinate, if you really want to find some desperate ones, you have to go outside the pass.

He had seen such a vicious and peculiar trick once.

Meiling.

In September last year, Chongyang Meiling ascended to a high place.

At that time, the Taishi was in full swing, and he rebelled early; the Xu family in Tianjin and some civil and military officials in the capital were all part of the Taishi's House. At that time, he slaughtered the General's House in a fit of anger because of Yang Jiu's miscarriage; The General's Mansion has always been against each other, and they are political enemies in the first place. Now it seems that they may have premeditated.

And he slaughtered the general's mansion in a rage, which happened to cut off a line between the grand master and other countries outside the country.

National hatred.

The thorn in Qin Xiaoxian's heart has never been pulled out. The second master is very clear about his self-blame and guilt.

After taking down these people, Yun Lei returned to the palace; the assassins and others were handed over to Dong Jiuhan for interrogation.

Xu Xiaoyu was held alone and handed over to Qin Xiaoxian.

When Qin Xiaoxian walked into the dungeon, Xu Xiaoyu was tearing off the clothes on his body to tie himself to stop the bleeding.

"You're here." When Xu Xiaoyu looked up, he was stunned and then smiled wryly.

Qin Xiaoxian squatted down, looking at her with some incomprehensible meaning.

"Come see me off?" Xu Xiaoyu asked, when she looked at him, the tenderness in her eyes was still the same as it was in Shengnan martial arts hall eight years ago.

"I made clothes for you."

"You used to like clean and bright colors. I made a lot of them, but I haven't had time to give them to you in the academy."

"You look better in those than black."

"Drink less in the future..."

These words seemed to be a kind of instruction, and also a kind of concern as a wife; she had always seen it clearly, and sure enough, this person would easily lose his mind when he fell down, and she had some expectations for this night's visit to the prison.

"Last September."

He finally opened his mouth, as if trying to hold back something; his voice was thick and his lips parted lightly.

"Is it your people who ambushed and killed Meiling?"

Xu Xiaoyu looked at him, all the concern and instructions that were about to come out of his mouth were all choked in his throat like a fishbone; his eyes were sore, and tears fell down instantly.

Before he even had time to frown, he just shed tears coldly.

"You came here just to ask this?"

There was an incredible fragmentation in Xu Xiaoyu's words, as if he could hear his heart shatter into pieces in his chest.

"Say."

He just wanted to know if the mastermind of the ambushes was still alive and well, and if he hadn't rolled in a frying pan; everything else was superfluous.

"Yes!" It was the first time crying in front of Qin Xiaoxian, and hysterical like a lunatic in front of him.

"I personally ordered them to kill her!"

No wonder, the person under the cloak was not Yang Jiu, nor the Princess Pingxi they were looking for, they were chasing after him relentlessly.

"I just want her to die! I want her to wait until you return to Beijing!"

Qin Xiaoxian insulted and punched him, but he just became hollow and cold as if his soul had been sucked out; he bit the corner of his lip, and the smell of blood murmured throughout his mouth and nose.

It turned out that I hurt you.

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It's not that Xu Xiaoyu can't understand his sadness and the helpless pain, but who is right and who is wrong in this relationship.

"Brother...Brother..."

"I like you, I have liked you since I was a child."

"Eight years, I want to come to see you every day, but when I think of her marrying you, I get crazy jealous!"

"I never wanted you to die..."

"Master..."

Xu Xiaoyu cried and yelled, holding his arms and shaking, trying to pull him out of that memory, and turn his eyes to the person in front of him.

He shook those hands away heavily.

"Go away."

"I don't! You never did this before, you never treated me like this before!" The irrational woman always screamed hysterically begging for an explanation.

In the final analysis, I only want one answer.

"We've known each other since we were young. It's been eight years since we were born. I'm not inferior to her in everything. Tell me why?"

"You said—" hoarse and broken.

He stood, fixed his eyes downcast, and met her eyes; this was the first time the two looked at each other.

"Not her."

When he turned to leave, the prison suddenly became as cold as the twelfth lunar month, as if covered with ice and snow.

"Pay off the debt with your parents."

"Qin Xiaoxian—"

This day in the prison, Nuoda is icy cold, the skylight is dimly lit but even the moon cannot be seen; only Xu Xiaoyu and her tears.

If it's not her, it's not as good as her.

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"How is it?" Dong Jiuhan looked worried as he walked out of the prison door.

"Leave."

He said.

"Break the ribs every three days and connect them again."

How painful she was at the beginning, how to repay now.