Chapter 1090: Brothers recognize each other (7)
Chapter 1090 Brothers recognize each other (7)
"I will kill him together!"
"Okay, okay, even if you can really kill him, have you ever thought about what will happen after killing him? What is the attitude of the king of Nanjiang? What is the attitude of the emperor? Let's talk about the ones who are far away. , relying entirely on Sikong Shuo to contain the birds, the birds are exhausted, the good bows are hidden, the cunning rabbit dies, and the running dog cooks. The Xuan family and Sikong Shuo can't tell who is the cunning rabbit and who is the running dog, but no matter who dies first, the other will die first. You can't live until tomorrow. You killed Sikong Shuo, the first thing the emperor did was to destroy the Xuan family! The emperor is not the emperor of the past. He has a son-in-law in southern Xinjiang. Behind him is the entire Geng family, half of it. Nanjiang, and those subordinates who want to avenge Sikong Shuo, if they really want to fight, what chance does the Xuan family have?! Just for a cheap life, to pay for the lives of all the Xuan family, Xuanyin, tell me, is it worth it? ?”
Xuanyin's forehead veins twitched violently.
"Of course, if you already have the support of the King of Nanjiang, that's another matter. But you haven't. Once the King of Nanjiang knows that you killed his grandson, even if you have the blood of the Huangfu family in your body, he won't." I will forgive you. Xuan Yin, Lan Zhen's matter is no longer yours alone. It is a means of balancing power between two families and two countries. I am sorry to involve Lan Zhen in these struggles, but We really can't be fooled by Zhulong, Zhulong and Ma Jingyan are in the same group, the two of them are just waiting to see our jokes! They want us to kill each other!"
Xuanyin was suppressed, his body trembling unceasingly.
Ning Yue hugged him, let his face stick to her soft chest, a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of Xuanyin's nose: "Listen to me once, give me the butcher knife, and I will make Sikong Ming... life is worse than death!"
After a quarter of an hour, Ning Yue closed the door and went to Rong Qing's room.
Rong Qing closed the book: "Is he asleep?"
Ning Yue took out the sachet from her arms and put it on the table: "It's quite useful."
Rong Qing took a look at the sachet: "Rong Lin personally tried the effect."
Rong Lin on the bed fell into a coma.
Ning Yue tucked the quilt up for Rong Lin: "Is it okay for him to sleep in your room? The bed is so small."
"It's okay." Get used to it.
Ning Yue said again: "How long does the medicine take?"
Rong Qing smiled: "I should be able to sleep peacefully tonight."
"Then I'll go out for a while, and my elder brother will help me take care of him. I don't want that Zhulong to secretly send him messy news."
Rong Qing leaned back in the chair, raised his eyebrows and looked at his sister: "Really?"
"What's true?" Ning Yue asked.
"You and Xuanyin."
Ning Yue smiled: "Do you think I'm playing house?"
"Isn't it?" Rong Qing asked seriously, the younger sister is still so young, she should be a fun age.
Ning Yue is a little dumbfounded. Even a normal woman is almost enlightened at the age of fifteen. Could it be that in the eyes of her brother, she has to be fifty years old to fall in love?
Rong Qing really meant this, Rong Qing really regretted that he had been missing for ten years, otherwise he would spoil his sister, she would not have been abducted by Xuan Yin so quickly. Rong Qing clicked his tongue, opened the book, and said boredly: "Why him? Xuan Yu...should be more suitable for you than him. Don't hide it from me, I felt that you and Xuan Yu were not quite right in the underground palace."
That being the case, Ning Yue has nothing to deny: "If I hadn't experienced some things, I might have thought that Xuan Yu was more suitable for me like my elder brother, but later I found out that I became lazy and didn't want to pay anything. Xuan Yu is very good, mature, introverted, stable, handsome, and responsible, but Xuan Yu doesn't have that kind of strength in him. I have to keep approaching him, pull out the thorns on my body, and radiate my body. Only by the residual heat can he warm up his heart covered in guilt little by little. Sadly, I don’t have this power anymore.”
(end of this chapter)