Thinking that this woman is also a changeable fairy, hiding a clever heart, whether it is love, hate, sentimentality, or sadness, who can tell the truth from the lies?
But at this moment, everyone can see and understand that this girl’s tears came from her heart, and her words came from her heart.
Those tears that were like rain were really flowing, and they were full of longing and worry for the man in front of me.
Xia Shang's heart trembled after hearing this.
Tonight, the moon and stars are sparse, and the vast night sky is as calm as the lake surface. There is not a trace of clouds, only the cool breeze blowing the catkins.
The delicate body in my arms is as warm and soft as jade. Even if there is a cool breeze, my heart and body are not cold at all.
It's just that this little body of Sese was a bit pitiful, and Xia Shang couldn't bear it. He couldn't help hugging her around, taking off his coarse cloth clothes and throwing them loosely on the soft shoulders.
This small gesture was like the best comfort, making Xian'er's crying gradually quieter and slower.
"You come with me." Xia Shang whispered, holding the girl in his arms and slowly walked around a corridor to the back garden of the villa.
Only the back garden is a good place for private meetings. The night breeze carries the fragrance of flowers and grass, and in the quiet world there is only the faint chirping of insects. More importantly, the grass in the flower bed is surrounded by low trees and rocks.
It’s a small world where people don’t have to worry about anything outside.
After a while, Xia Shang lay on the soft grass, resting his head on his hands and looking up.
There is only a small patch of night sky in the field of vision, and the small mulberry tree has lush branches and leaves, shining on the top of the head no more than one hand high, hiding the people below.
Behind him is a rockery, and everything is surrounded by vegetation, creating a small world where the two of them can coexist.
The crying girl had suppressed her tears and lay quietly next to Xia Shang's ear, smiling and blowing gently into Xia Shang's ear like a naughty child.
"Do you like it here?" Xia Shang asked calmly.
"I like it. Xian'er likes being by the young master's side, no matter where it is."
A woman who grew up in the Baiyi Sect is not as shy as a secular woman. She still speaks calmly, smiling and hugging the hand next to her.
For some reason, Xia Shang didn't feel a little abrupt after hearing such straightforward words. Instead, it felt natural and he felt extremely relaxed at the moment.
Perhaps it is in such a small world that we can forget all the worldly things and appreciate the taste of the girl around us with peace of mind...
Or perhaps this is the time when men and women kiss passionately and their emotions sublime...
But there was no such vigorous emotion between the two people. The friendship in the past seemed to be just like a trickle of affection, a kind of light ambiguity.
The tranquility at this time was accompanied by an indescribable flavor. Both of them tacitly understood this tranquility and were unwilling to break it.
The two of them just lay there, feeling each other's heartbeats, and seemed to have lost track of time.
After a long time, Xia Shang's eyebrows twisted and he had to face a problem: "Xian'er, I thought you should have come earlier tonight."
Xian'er smiled sweetly: "I have never seen the young master in such a hurry before. Why am I missing Xian'er so much when I arrived in the capital?"
"You don't need to hide anything from me, or change the subject. With your character and skills, you should be able to come to me easily. But I have been waiting for a full hour."
The delicate body next to her trembled, and Xian'er slowly sat up.
Xia Shang stood up and put one hand on Xian'er's shoulder: "At the Heroes Conference in Suzhou, you risked your life to resist your master, so I escaped by chance. What happened next?"
"without……"
Xian'er wanted to say, but was interrupted by Xia Shang: "Don't try to lie to me, you know I'm smarter than you."
Xia Shang was telling the truth. Since the Heroes Conference, the martial arts disciples who are familiar with Xia Shang have gradually understood the kind of person the head of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is, and they also know that Lord Xia is not an ordinary person.
Xian'er was silent for a long time, then whispered softly: "It's not a bad thing to say. Master was really angry when I offended Master, and the sect also denounced me as a traitor for a long time. Fortunately, Master is also a very affectionate person and cannot bear it.
Killing Xian'er is just... just to make Xian'er guilty and perform meritorious service and complete a task in the capital."
"Task?"
"This... Xian'er cannot tell the young master, but Xian'er guarantees that this task will not affect the young master in the slightest."
Xia Shang frowned: "If I don't tell you this in advance, it doesn't explain why you came late tonight."
Xian'er's eyes were a little dodgey: "But... I just received some injuries in Suzhou and haven't recovered yet."
"Injured?" Xia Shang didn't believe it, so he put his hand on Xian'er's pulse without asking.
Upon hearing this, Xia Shang's brows furrowed tightly: "You lied to me, you were poisoned!"
Xian'er was a little flustered and hurriedly took back her hand: "No...it's not a big deal, it's just that the internal energy is blocked, it's not life-threatening."
"Fart!" Xia Shang scolded angrily, "You didn't tell me when you were poisoned? What's not life-threatening? Any poison left in the body is not a good thing. And... and I don't believe that your master will be so kind to you, then
The White Clothes Sect is by no means a kind person, and it is impossible to let you go so easily. Tell me honestly, what kind of poison is it? What is the situation? Otherwise...otherwise I will not let you go until I find a way to detoxify it."
The previous gentleness was gone, and now Xia Shang was fierce, with no room for negotiation in his words.
This is a bit overbearing, but when it falls in Xian'er's eyes, it makes people full of gratitude, and she can hardly hold back her tears.
"Xian'er knows that the young master has good intentions, but the young master cannot help Xian'er in this matter."
"You don't know that I use poison."
"But the poison in Xian'er's body is not the poison of the medicine stone, but comes from a kind of elixir. It is called the Soul-eating Pill in the Baiyi Sect. There is no cure for the poison of this elixir. Hush, take a new one every month
Take the soul-eating pill to save your life, otherwise you will lose your soul and become a walking corpse, and people who take this pill are not allowed to use their internal power. Once they use their internal power, they will lose their soul."
"What bullshit pills? I don't believe there is such a mysterious thing in the world. As long as it is poison, there must be a way to resolve it. You believe me!"
Xian'er smiled miserably and looked back at Xia Shang with tears in her eyes: "Xian'er is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of forgetting the young master. The young master is the only man in the world who is willing to risk his life for Xian'er..."
"Have I ever?"
"Young Master may have forgotten it, but Xian'er will never forget it. In Yangzhou Yichun Courtyard, the young master's desperate jump to save Xian'er's life destined him to be a demonic obstacle in Xian'er's life. He will never forget it in his whole life, nor will he.
Forget. But the Soul-eating Pill is a new evil thing from the White Clothes Sect. Xian'er has personally seen people whose souls were swallowed by the Soul-Eating Pill. They have no consciousness, but they can be controlled by others to do anything. Xian'er is afraid that one day
This physical body will draw a sword against the young master. I don’t want the young master to think that Xian’er is a person who repays kindness with hatred.” (To be continued)