Qi Xuan continued disapprovingly: "I don't care what you think of her. That's how it is here. She is unreasonable. Do you have to give in to her every time? If you don't show her strength, you think you owe her."
I cried even more sadly and started twitching.
Why hasn't anyone come to comfort me yet? How to get down this stairs? I was crying and struggling.
Suddenly, I saw several of them making moves.
But……
But... Qi Xuan's next words stopped him.
"I have been so virtuous since I was a child. I can't memorize books and get beaten. I feel wronged and cry on the side, but I don't want to think about why I was beaten. Do you want me to comfort you? No way, I have the ability to cry for the rest of my life!"
"..." Why haven't you beaten him to death yet?
I don’t know how much time passed, but I felt a little tired. When I was considering whether to take a rest, Qi Xuan’s words brought tears to my eyes again.
"King Qi, are you and Queen Qi the same?" Liu Chi slowly turned his head and glanced at Qi Xuan.
Qi Xuan immediately said: "Of course not, Hanyang is my wife."
In an instant, I cried even more miserably than before.
"Don't cry, don't cry, don't pay attention to him, that person is a lunatic... Chang Ting is good... it won't look good if you shed too many tears." Yan Xitong comforted me in a weak and soft tone.
I'm almost furious, I don't care whether it looks good or not.
Suddenly, I was hugged by Xia Yan. Because I was the closest, I froze, but for no reason I became greedy for his solid embrace.
"Why are you crying?" His low voice sounded in my ears.
I opened my red eyes and looked at him with great grievance: "You are all bastards... bastards..."
"Look, this guy is completely unreasonable." Qi Xuan continued to add fuel to the fire.
Xia Yan showed warm anger: "King Qi, this is enough."
"Do you want me to kill him?" Yan Xitong came over at some point and asked.
I do not speak.
Liu Chi also came over, looked down at me nestled in Xia Yan's arms, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to me.
Yan Xiaoqing took it and wanted to wipe it for me, but Xia Yan brushed it away: "My woman, I will do it myself."
At that moment, Yan Xiaoqing's eyes quickly turned to ice, and after a moment, he sneered: "Then I'll trouble King Xia."
The atmosphere seemed strange, indescribably dull and depressing.
It seems to be back to the way it was at the beginning.
I quickly broke away from Xia Yan's arms and squatted down next to Qi Xuan in a helpless manner.
Qi Xuan started to ignore me and did whatever he was supposed to do.
Everyone looked at Qi Xuan with anger and confusion.
What I hate is how he can make me so miserable and yet remain indifferent.
What I don't understand is that even so, I am still willing to squat next to him instead of choosing any of them.
Of course I know that except Qi Xuan, anyone can comfort me so that I will stop crying, but this will not solve any problem.
"Qi Xuan..." I shouted weakly.
Everyone was shocked and looked at us one after another.
"Yeah." Qi Xuan responded with a strong voice.
"Am I really useless?"
"Does this need to be said?"
"Can't you be more tactful?" I raised my red eyes and glared at him.
"I'm afraid you won't understand if I try to be polite."
I thought about it thoughtfully, and it seemed like oh, just like when he told me to know how to advance and retreat in life, I just didn't understand. Later, he directly gave me a copy of "The Art of War", and I
