"I'm sorry..." Yuchi Weiran has never been deceived so miserably by others. He couldn't imagine that feeling, but now, he really regrets it.
"Don't say you're sorry. In fact, I should also thank you. If you hadn't done that, how could I have met such a sincere and upright good man like my eldest brother?"
"You...you...you are really together as rumored?" Yuchi Weiran felt unbelievable, how long had it been? When he and Sikong Qingying had been together for so long, Sikong Qingying had just been willing to contact him.
Sikong Qingying raised his eyebrows and sneered: "You can marry the princess, why can't I be with my eldest brother?"
"No...you, how could you!"
"Why not? You can send me to the general's mansion without hesitation. Why can't I be with my eldest brother?"
"You... are despicable!!!" Yuchi Weiran raised his hand, pretending to hit Sikong Qingying.
Sikong Qingying dodged away, feeling very funny and funny: "Yes, I am despicable, but what about you? You are willing to be beaten or stab yourself for a despicable person like me. What is that? Being a despicable person? Haha...
…"Why can Yuchi Weiran marry a princess, but she can't be with another man? Why does a man only need three wives and four concubines, but a woman must be obedient and virtuous?
"Okay, now that we are tired of looking at each other, let's stop talking. I see that you speak fluently and still have the strength to hit someone. You probably won't die, so I don't need to call a doctor for you. Let's go first.
Just take care of yourself."
Having said this, she raised her hand again, tore off a corner of the hem of her robe and threw it at Yuchi Weiran: "Cut off your robe and break your righteousness. Now, I will follow suit."
Yuchi Weiran didn't expect that he would say such words. He didn't want to say that. It was a completely instinctive reaction: "Xiaoying, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to say you were mean... I..."
Sikong Qingying shook his head, and his eyes fell on his wound: "You don't need to say anymore, there is no need to say sorry between us, because after today, when you and I meet again, we will be either enemies or opponents. What you really should say
The person I'm sorry for is not me, but that child... If you have the intention, let those who have hurt him get the punishment they deserve."
After Sikong Qingying finished speaking, she no longer wanted to pay attention to Yuchi Weiran. She turned around and left decisively.
Yuchi Weiran's face was ashen, and he stretched out his hands to persuade him to stay, but he didn't know how to persuade him to stay.
With his scheming, even his own life was taken into account, but he still ended up with his robe cut off and his righteousness cut off. Did he... really lose Sikong Qingying completely?
No! He is not willing!!!
Before leaving Jingyin Temple, Sikong Qingying finally called a young novice to check on Yuchi Weiran's condition.
Although Yuchi Weiran didn't seem to be seriously injured, he had lost a lot of blood... At the moment, she didn't want Yuchi Weiran to die.
As soon as she walked out of the gate of Jingyin Temple, she saw Yin Ziheng who stood out among the crowds of people, and her gloomy mood immediately disappeared.
Her steps were also lighter: "Brother, I kept you waiting for a long time."
Yin Ziheng looked at him with gentle eyes and never mentioned anything about Yuchi Weiran. He just asked: "It hasn't been long actually. Do you want to hang out here again, or go back now?"
"What do you want, brother?"
"Anyway is fine."
"Me too."
The two looked at each other and smiled in unison. Then they walked around Jingyin Temple together, bought gifts for Uncle Fu and Shuqi, and then drove back to the General's Mansion.