Panic-stricken, he knelt down in front of the old patriarch and said, "Chief, mother, I'm fine! Please don't punish Miss Ruoshui. Miss Ruoshui didn't harm me!"
"Shu'er?"
When the old woman saw Wang Shu, her eyes were bigger than bells. She remembered that when she woke up from the ground in the morning, the tree's breathing was so weak, she thought that her tree was going to die...
On the side, the face of the old patriarch was even more ugly.
Displeased eyes fell on the old woman. She broke into a cold sweat and hesitated, not knowing how to explain.
Chen Xi was in a good mood to appreciate everyone's astonished expressions and smiled: "Master Patriarch, I wonder what else you have to say now?"
"..." Veins popped out on the old patriarch's hand holding the cane.
The sinister eyes were filled with violent storms, staring at Chen Xi.
Chen Xi looked at him fearlessly, with a hint of mockery in the smile on his lips.
The old patriarch could not get any benefit from Feng Qingyang and Chen Xi, and his chest heaved with anger.
Turning around, he glared at Han Ruoshui: "Han Ruoshui, even if what happened today was a misunderstanding, what about what happened three years ago?"
"Clan leader, I don't know why Yuanwai Li died. I..."
"You don't have to explain useless things now! Listen! I only give you one day. If you can't find evidence to prove your innocence before noon tomorrow, then don't blame me for being ruthless! Humph!"
With that said, he glanced at Feng Qingyang and Chen Xi gloomily, turned around and left angrily.
Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly helped her son up and asked, "Shu'er, are you okay?"
"Mom, I'm fine!"
"It's okay, it's okay!" She nodded repeatedly, secretly happy that her son was not dead, but worried about the clan leader's anger. She glanced at Feng Qingyang and others with a complicated look, and walked away dejectedly.
"Miss Ruoshui, I'm sorry!"
Before leaving, Wang Shu turned around and apologized quietly to Han Ruoshui.
"Oh, another seed of infatuation!"
Chen Xi shook his head and sighed. When she turned back to look at Han Ruoshui, there was a narrow smile in her eyes.
Han Ruoshui's heart felt like she had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and mixed emotions.
After enduring it, she couldn't help but ask Chen Xi: "Sister Xi'er, didn't you just say that I sucked Wang Shu's essence? Then how can he still be... still fine?"
"This is called the Tao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high, hehe..."
Chen Xi raised his eyebrows mysteriously, turned around, and showed a big smile to Feng Qingyang.
Actually, the thing is very simple.
Just before Feng Qingyang brought Han Ruoshui back, he first went to the palace to return the essence he had sucked away.
Chen Xi smiled and patted Han Ruoshui on the shoulder: "Don't worry, we promised to help you!"
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Under the warm breeze and warm sunshine, Feng Qingyang took Chen Xi and Xiao Qiansi for a walk to the small lake.
Behind them, Han Ruoshui, who was afraid of being alone, followed them like a little tail.
"Qingyang, I found something suspicious this morning!"
"That bell?"
Feng Qingyang turned his head and expressed Chen Xi's doubts: "Do you suspect that the bell on the crutch is the one that the man in black did last night?"
"Hey, how do you know what I'm thinking?"
"This is called telepathy, fool!"
Feng Qingyang raised his hand, with a doting smile on his charming face, and lightly flicked Chen Xi's forehead.