Chapter 950 : How did you get the injury on your hand?
Since he was a child, he has had no objections to Xiao Ting, but what he is very dissatisfied with is that his attitude towards Qian Zun is too cold and hostile. Fortunately, he did not use Qian Zun to blackmail him.
However, using Ting Qingyu to blackmail him was already the limit.
"Aren't you going to be polite when you see me?" Seeing Xiao Wen lazily sitting on the bed, Xiao Ting wanted to be angry, but he couldn't get angry. He just felt disappointed inside.
Xiao Wen raised his eyebrows, facing Xiao Ting, he was always so indifferent.
Just like Xiao Ting to Qian Zun.[
"In my eyes, you will never be an emperor."
"So, who is the real emperor? Is it you or Prince Ming?" Xiao Ting sneered, walked to the bed and sat down. Xiao Wen did not look at him, and gently played with the jade axe.
Years have passed, and the time about Yu'e is far away. Now, she should be happily together with him, and will give birth to a fat and white child for Che Yue in the future, right?
Xiao Ting looked at all this coldly, but did not speak again.
Agarwood burned lightly in the palace.
That was the incense that was always burning in Ting Qingyu's Hidden Phoenix Pavilion. After arriving here, Xiao Wen specifically wanted this kind of incense.
"What have you found recently?"
Xiao Ting is the kind of person who just wants to talk when he has nothing to say.
"Nothing, nothing at all."
Xiao Wen shrugged and said helplessly that after searching for so long, he did not see any of the legendary treasures. Perhaps King Ming was too thoughtful and hid it deeply, so it was not so easy for him to find it.
A cold light flashed in Xiao Ting's eyes, and his gaze fell on Xiao Wen's hands. Both hands were covered with scars, and a kind of heartache suddenly filled his heart.
"How did you get the injury on your hand?"
Xiao Ting's tone was extremely unpleasant, which made Xiao Wen feel awkward, so when he was in Changbi Palace before, he really didn't want to go back to the valley. Xiao Wen himself didn't have a tendency to cut off his sleeves, so when he came into contact with Xiao Ting, he felt very strange
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"This injury is just a trivial matter. Xiao Ting, don't you ask me how painful it will be if you take away my happiness from Xiao Wen? You should know how the injuries on the body can be compared with the injuries on the heart.
Woolen cloth?"
Xiao Wen said coldly, stood up and walked to the pavilion to stand in the wind. The cool night breeze blew and ruffled his long hair.