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Chapter 216 Haizhou City, the story is not over

yet

Why, nothing I do is right...

On the evening when Shengnan was poisoned and fell into coma, Yin'er kept asking herself this question over and over in her mind.

Guilt is no longer about being guilty of a person - beating Hanshu involuntarily in the snow, hurting Chuanyu again and again in prison - it is only after the injury that you realize that you have done something wrong, then treat Yue Feng

Is it actually wrong to stay alone in Kongwang Mountain...

Yunyan opened the door and saw Yin'er sitting "inside" the window reading a book. If she tilted slightly, she would fall down two floors.

Yun Yan came over in surprise: "Yin'er, please don't fall..."

But when she got closer, she saw Yin'er crying secretly. Yun Yan was startled and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Yin'er whimpered: "Why can't I do anything right? Even cooking for Shengnan, Shengnan got poisoned... My best dish, but he got poisoned..."

Yun Yan was slightly startled and said with a smile: "Shengnan is fine now. It's not your fault."

Yin'er said softly: "But who is at fault for what happened in Cangwu Mountain?" Yunyan was stunned and did not answer. It turned out that Shengnan wanted to comfort Yin'er earlier with her, but who would have expected that things are unpredictable.

He himself also suffered a change of heart...

Yin'er looked out the window absentmindedly, and saw the blue sky and mist in the distance. Yunyan was suddenly surprised to find that there were three words Yuan Zhen Zhuan on Yin'er's book, but she didn't know who wrote it.

A gust of cold wind blew into the house, and I was flipping through the new footer of this book. Suddenly Yunyan seemed to see the yellowing leaves again, flying and circling in the wind of Cangwu Mountain, and then fell into the blood-like setting sun.

Leaving behind a lonely Tang Dynasty legend and a Yingying biography, the handwriting began to peel off in an instant, burying all the memories...

At the end of March, it was a rainy night in Haizhou, Dongfang Mansion.

"Father, Liu Jun has recently been at odds with Chu Fengliu, the fourth party in Jinbei. It is said that Chu Fengliu killed Liu Jun's daughter. The lord has intervened in this matter. Maybe the cooperation between the two parties in Jinnan and Jinbei will be suspended.

." The adopted daughter gently offered him a cup of tea and told him what happened in the Kingdom of Jin during his absence.

Dongfang Yu put away his cruelty when facing the enemy and listened to the news with a smile: "It's okay to suspend cooperation. I don't want Xuanyuan Jiuye to look on coldly when I do things."

"How is the matter with the adoptive father going? Did all those Song bandits die in Cangwu Mountain?"

Dongfang Yu's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head: "Originally, an ambush was planned, but... suddenly the landslide occurred, and many people were sacrificed."

"Father, why do we have to plan to kill them again and again?" The adoptive daughter's innocent face showed that although she was also highly skilled in martial arts, she was not experienced in the world after all.

"Haha, if we don't plan to kill them again and again, would you like them to plan to kill us again and again?" Dongfang Yu replied with a smile, but suddenly sighed, "It's a pity that if you take the initiative to kill them, they will strike back...

He patted her head and said, "It's getting late. Xie'er, you go to bed first and I'll go see Wen Xiu."

His son, Dongfang Yu, suddenly appeared in Haizhou with a token a year ago and was almost killed as a spy sent by the Song State. Fortunately, Dongfang Yu's cronies had sharp eyes and discovered Dongfang Wenxiu's life experience, and not long after,

Qin Xiangchao received a letter... Dongfang Yu understood the whole story at that moment.

"It turns out that when Qin Xiangchao saw Wenxiu in Jiankang many years ago, he thought he looked like me, so he found him and hired him as a servant. Wenxiu was not lost in the troubled times, and it was really thanks to Qin Xiangchao's protection and support." Dongfang Yuwanruo said.

I was as excited as having a son at the beginning of the year, so I immediately rewarded the confidant who saved my son's life.

Walking in the hot wind, Dongfang Yu couldn't help but feel filled with emotion. He never expected that his determined wife would hide the fact that she was pregnant while parting ways with him.

However, after spending so many days together, Wen Xiu continued to study martial arts, ignoring treasures and rewards, beauties, singing and dancing, and holding an old sachet in his spare time in a daze. Although Dongfang Yu didn't ask

, and I understand a little bit, I don’t know whether I should be happy or worried.

"Dad, you're here!" Wen Xiu stopped dancing his sword and came over happily.

Wen Xiu is extremely powerful, so he will never let down the moon-shooting bow behind him. The Song people's camp desperately needs this moon-shooting bow. He can't let Wen Xiu go, and he can't let him deal with it again.

The Song people were concerned! Sitting at the table, Dongfang Yu said softly: "I sent people to Jiankang to find your mother, but she didn't want to come to the Kingdom of Jin..."

Wen Xiu was stunned and somewhat disappointed: "Really..."

Even Dongfang Yu knew that Wen Xiu didn't understand anything and could easily betray the Song Dynasty's camp...

"By the way, where are the maids I gave you a few days ago? Why aren't you waiting on me? Although you have to practice, you still need them to take care of your daily life, you know?"

Wen Xiu was a little embarrassed: "I can handle all these..."

"How can you cope with it? You have to remember that you are my son Dongfang Yu! This is Haizhou, not Jiankang City!"

Wen Xiu was shocked and saw that his father was really angry and didn't know what to say.

"I know you have someone you like in Jiankang Mansion. My spies have verified everything. You have to remember your identity and who she is. She is just the daughter of a small official in Jiankang, so she deserves to be married.

You!" Dongfang Yu was a little angry.

"Dad...she is my favorite woman in Jiankang...I swear that I will never let her down in this life!" Wen Xiu was anxious and tried hard to refute his father. Why did He Siyuan become a petty official in his father's mouth?

daughter……

Dongfang Yu clapped his hands, and more than a dozen pretty women appeared behind him. They were all blooming with autumn chrysanthemums, gorgeous spring pines, light clouds covering the moon, and the flowing wind returning snow. However, facing them, Wen Xiu's face was pale and he bowed his head in silence.

"Look up! You have to choose one of these dozen beauties to be your wife tonight!" Dongfang Yu said sharply, "I don't believe you can't forget that little girl named He!"

"No...Dad...can't..." Wen Xiu said tremblingly.

After the stick of incense was gone, he never dared to raise his head to look at any of the beauties in front of him.

He kept staring at the table with his head drooped, but suddenly a painting came into view, which was pushed over by Dongfang Yu. Wen Xiu didn't want to look at it at first, but at just one glance, he was fascinated by the flower-like smile and became obsessed with it.

The more I look at it, the more I want to caress it...

"Her name is Wei'er." Dongfang Yu said softly, "Do you want her?"

"I...I want her, but I also want Siyuan..."

Just this sentence, I wonder how sad Siyuan will be when he hears it...

Dongfang Yu frowned, not expecting that his son would actually say such a cowardly thing. He was really spineless!

But how many people in the world are actually like this. They have the original intention of struggle, but in the process of struggle, they gradually deviate from it, until they slowly forget the original intention!

"Her name is Wei'er. I will leave this painting with you for now. What I want to tell you is that Wei'er is not an ordinary woman. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also very skilled in poison. Maybe even the descendants of the Tang Sect are not as good as her..."

Her name is Wei'er?

Yu'er?

These two words made the top master of the Song Dynasty, who was just passing by by chance on the roof and curiously eavesdropped on the conversation between the Jin man and his son, stop and frown in surprise!
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