"Hahaha..." Tuoba Keyan raised his head and laughed, "I am a good person, hahaha... this is the best joke I have ever heard."
"No! I deserve to die! I can't even protect my own mother and my own country. I should have died long ago!"
"Qian Yan, how could you become like this?" Xue Gu had tears in her eyes and her voice was hoarse.
No matter what kind of person Tuoba Keyan was before, who would have no feelings at all during this time together?
What's more, it's Xue Gu who has always regarded Tuoba Keyan as her son.
"Godmother." Tuoba Keyan glanced sideways, "This is the last time I call you godmother, I'm sorry! Qian Yan is not a good person, I'm sorry!"
"No! You can be a good person." Feng Jiuer shouted.
"You have always been very rigorous in doing things, but in order not to hurt an innocent woman, you have gone out of your way."
"If you were a bad person, why did you let Xiaoxiao go that night? If not, I wouldn't have suspected you."
"Qian Yan, we are all willing to give you a chance, why can't you give yourself a chance?"
Feng Jiuer felt very uncomfortable. She couldn't accept the previous single sword and the current Tuoba Keyan, even if she predicted the result in advance.
"Jiu'er, you are so kind-hearted." Tuoba Keyan curled his lips slightly, his body swayed and he almost fell down.
"I kill people without blinking an eye, so how can I be soft-hearted to a woman and even let myself fall into trouble?"
"I might as well tell you that the reason I didn't touch Zhao Xiaoxiao is because I have fallen in love with you a long time ago. Apart from you, it is impossible for me to touch other women. Do you understand?"
"This has nothing to do with whether I am a good person or not."
Tuoba Keyan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly opened them.
"Jiu'er, if there is an afterlife, I hope I can meet you before all the men. Maybe, for you, I can really become a good person."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tuoba Keyan suddenly turned over and jumped off the cliff.
"Qian Yan." Xue Gu chased after her.
Feng Jiuer's eyes quickly moved over and pulled Xue Gu's arm.
"Xuegu."
"Qian Yan." Xue Gu looked at the bottom of the cliff, her voice hoarse to the extreme.
Bits and pieces of these past few months kept popping up in her mind, and Feng Jiuer understood Xue Gu's feelings very well.
She personally knew a traitor who had killed many brothers, but she felt very sad, indeed very sad.
Feng Jiu'er knew Tuoba Keyan's situation very well. Even if he didn't fall off the cliff, it would be very difficult for him to survive if the sword hit him just now.
"Qian Yan." Xue Gu was sad, knelt on the edge of the cliff, and started sobbing.
Feng Jiuer supported her and knelt down with her.
On the cliff, there was a gentle breeze, and for a long time, only Xue Gu's slight sobs were left. The sound was not loud, but it was enough to make people feel heartbroken.
Feng Jiu'er calmed down Xue Gu's emotions, and when she stood up, her face had already become calm as usual.
She looked back at Zhao Yusheng and said softly: "Xiao Xiao, don't worry, she already knows the truth."
"As for what to do with our things, since you have your own plan, just take full responsibility with Xing Zizhou."
"I want to formulate a cooperation plan with Zhaojiazhai immediately. Things can't be delayed any longer."
"Okay." Zhao Yusheng nodded, "Don't worry, we can handle it."
"Yes." Feng Jiuer waved her hand, turned around, and supported Xue Gu, "Xue Gu, go back, he doesn't want to stay, and no one can do anything about it."
Xue Gu casually wiped the corners of her eyes, her eyes returning to their usual indifference.
"It's rude of me to cry so much at such an old age."
"I can't blame you. Everyone has seen how much hope you placed in him. It's his loss if he doesn't live up to expectations." Feng Jiuer helped Xue Gu turn around.
"Let's go back, there are still many things waiting for us."
Xue Gu nodded and did not respond.
In the blink of an eye, tranquility returned to the cliffside, as if nothing had happened.
…
No matter how dark the night is, when the sun rises, the earth becomes bright again.
Early the next morning, Feng Jiuer, Jian Yi, Zhao Yusheng and Qiao Mu met with Zhao Zhuosheng again.
After they talked to many old men in Zhaojiazhai, it was already late when they returned to Zhao Yusheng's yard in the main village.
"Zhao Yusheng, have you prepared lunch? I'm almost starving to death." Feng Jiuer asked as soon as he entered the yard.
It seemed that she had completely recovered from last night's grief, but whether this was the case, perhaps only she knew.
Everyone knows that what happened to Tuoba Keyan is not only saddened by Xue Gu, but also Tuoba Keyan, the godmother.
Tuoba Keyan died under Feng Jiuer's sword. Even if Tuoba Keyan's crime was unpardonable, everyone can imagine Feng Jiuer's mood.
"People have already prepared it." Zhao Yusheng said with a slight smile.
"Young Master." A servant came over.
"Bring lunch here immediately." Zhao Yusheng said softly.
"Yes, Young Master." The servant handed over his hand, turned around and strode away.
When Feng Jiuer, Jian Yi, Zhao Yusheng, Zhao Zhuosheng and Qiao Mu walked into the palace, the maid came in with tea and cakes.
"Young Master." The maid came to Zhao Yusheng and called softly.
"Just bring them into the side hall." Zhao Yusheng waved his hand, "Send two basins of warm water over for Miss Feng and Miss Qiao to wash themselves."
"Yes." The maid nodded, walked into the side hall for a while, and then left in a hurry.
Feng Jiu'er doesn't stick to trivial matters, just like Qiao Mu.
Finally, the water brought in by the maid was sent to the side hall. The two of them wiped their faces and washed their hands casually, and then went to the table where a lot of food was placed.
Jian Yi prepared chicken legs for Feng Jiu'er, and Zhao Yusheng gave Feng Jiu'er a bowl of soup.
Seeing this, Zhao Zhuosheng also spooned a bowl of soup and handed it to Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu glanced at Zhao Zhuosheng a little unexpectedly, and then looked at the three people sitting opposite.
"Zhao Zhuosheng, are you pitying me?" Qiao Mu smiled, stretched out her hand, and pushed the bowl that Zhao Zhuosheng brought to her.
"Pity?" Zhao Zhuosheng frowned, glanced to the opposite side with some confusion, and then returned to Qiao Mu.
"Why do you say I pity you? I didn't mean that."
Qiao Mu met his serious gaze and casually took the soup in his hand.
"I'm just kidding, thanks." She gave Zhao Zhuosheng a faint smile, picked up the soup, and drank it in big gulps.
In the blink of an eye, a whole bowl of soup was swallowed by Qiao Mu.
She put down the bowl, picked up the square towel on the side and wiped her mouth, only to realize that Zhao Zhuosheng was still looking at her.
Qiao Mu picked up the chopsticks and said softly: "Zhao Zhuosheng, I was really joking just now, are you still thinking about it?"
Zhao Zhuosheng smiled slightly, looked away, and picked up the chopsticks.
"I see."
Zhao Zhuosheng nodded and his eyes fell on Qiao Mu again.
"However, I want to know what exactly this means? Miss Qiao, can you explain it to me?"
