Zhan Ye

What is more sensational than broken sleeves is naturally incest.

Even though he and He Xiuyun were not real siblings, but with the relationship between their parents, they were actually close to siblings.

And he was actually confirmed for incest, and mentally confirmed for his broken sleeve, which is really... gratifying.

Wei Xueqing was so shocked that she almost overturned the chessboard, and said in a voiceless voice, "Are you crazy!"

"I didn't just start going crazy today." Wei Feiqing was still smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Even if it is me, it is impossible to calculate all the possible consequences before doing something. Will there be a few accidents? It’s just that no matter what consequences happen, you still have to be responsible for what you do.”

The excessive things he has done to He Xiuyun over the years are no less than what He Chunqiu and the others did to him.

Regret?

But knowing that what happened cannot be undone.

Without that incident, he would still be able to convince himself to use all other methods to compensate He Xiuyun.However, since that incident happened, under He Xiuyun's own will, he didn't even have the right to make a choice.

What exactly did he say to Mr. Duan that day?

He told Mrs. Duan that on the day when he went mad, He Xiuyun not only absorbed the internal force that should have been borne by him, which was enough to make him explode and die, but also when he completely lost control and became violent... To save He had a husband and wife relationship with him.

When he woke up at first, he couldn't think of it at all.

However, when he came to the top of the building and met He Xiuyun face to face, those memories that were torn to pieces by his chaotic mind at that time came back to his mind bit by bit, making him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

At that moment, he knew that he had completely lost the right to explain to Mr. Duan.

When he saw Duan Ximei, the "xiumei" he called out was like a slap in the face, and the pain made his whole heart scream.

At that moment, he also knew that compared to the use he had made of He Xiuyun over the years, he could really do worse things to her.

Do not live by sin.

He has no choice.

Sighing, he said: "Let her take good care of her health these days, and when she returns from Jiuchongtian Palace, she will recover from her injuries. Then I will announce my marriage with her."

…What can Wei Xueqing say, Wei Xueqing has nothing to say.

"There is one more thing I want to discuss with you." Wei Feiqing's voice suddenly changed, and he raised his head to look at him very carefully, "I'm going to take Wei Jinqing's body back to Jiuchongtian Palace with He Lanxue, and after the incident, we will take him back to Jiuchongtian Palace. People are buried together."

Wei Xueqing was a little inexplicable: "Bury it, just bury it, what do you see me doing." While thinking about Wei Jinqing, is that a corpse?It was clearly a rotten persimmon that was riddled with holes...

After a pause, Wei Feiqing said: "After all, he and your mother are the real husband and wife, if your mother wants..."

"She doesn't want anything." Before he finished speaking, Wei Xueqing interrupted, "What kind of real couple are they? I have to say, at least Wei Jinqing and He Lanxue are still 'happy with each other'."

Saying the words "two love each other", the two of them were startled at the same time, and then laughed at the same time.

Wei Xueqing smiled and said, "Don't tell you that at this moment, your conscience suddenly realizes that you want to be a filial son."

After pondering for a moment, Wei Feiqing said: "I owe He Lanxue a favor, and I can't think of any other way to repay it."

That day he made a desperate trip to Jiuchongtian Palace, although he expected that He Lanxue would save him, but when He Lanxue did not hesitate to give up half his life and half his cultivation to save him, he couldn't take it for granted that He Lanxue owed him.

Wei Xueqing admired Lai Yizi very much: "I just like that you are so clear about grievances and grievances."

Wei Feiqing therefore "clearly grievances and grievances" resolutely dropped the last ball, and when the situation on the vertical and horizontal road suddenly became clear, he raised his head and smiled at him: "I'm sorry, I won again."

After another three days, the heads of *47 sects in the martial arts world swore to belong to Wei Zhuang's sect. Yinyue Sect and Xianhua Palace.

Under the arrangement of Shu Wuyan and Xie Yin, the members of Wei Zhuang who have rectified the forces of Denglou, Qingxin Xiaozhu, and Changsheng Palace went to Xuanzhou where Wangyue Tower is located, the real residence of Weizhuang.

Wei Feiqing, who was seriously injured, led He Chunqiu, Mei Laihe, Wei Xueqing and dozens of direct disciples among the three disciples left by each sect to set off for Jiuchongtian Palace.

Cen Jiangying forgot when Duan Fangxiang began to be happy.

At first I disliked him for being rude and uneducated.

Later, he resented him for always being able to easily steal my sister's full attention.

She also once tripped him uneasy and kindly, and caused him a lot of trouble in places where my sister pretended not to see.

And then... Somehow, the eyes could no longer move away from him, or from them.

Perhaps it was because no one like him had ever appeared in the Heavenly Palace.In the Heavenly Palace, even though the disciples love and care for each other, they grew up independently, read thousands of books but never traveled thousands of miles, so no matter how deep the bond in their hearts is, it is always covered up in alienation. behind elegant surfaces.

And what about Duan Fangzong?

Duan Fangxing spoke loudly like arguing, he ate meat and drank in big bowls, he had a beautiful face but was unkempt and unshaven, and he used a knife to cut off the momentum of the world.

It was only later that Cen Jiangying realized that it was impossible for her not to be attracted by Duan Fangzong, so she had nothing to be ashamed of, after all...she really couldn't avoid it.After all, she has always regarded Cen Jiangxin as more important.

I never thought of saying any extra words or doing any extra things.

Just because from the moment she knew the word qing, the qing in her eyes was the appearance of those two people.

And her own, at best, was unrequited love.

Why did she write to him afterwards?

In fact, it's just too lonely.

She guarded her sister's body, but she didn't know where the man's body went.

She just wanted to continue to hold on to the time when the three of them were together.

She always only called him "brother-in-law" in her letters, and never said any outrageous words. The way she talked to him when he was alive, she still wrote to him in the same tone after he died.

It’s just that no matter how out of the ordinary, if you insist on writing a letter to a dead person for 20 years and let others know, then the fool will immediately understand what kind of emotion the person who wrote the letter has for the dead person.

So Cen Jiangying never thought that Duan Fangzong would see those letters.

When she finally decided to take action to destroy the Tiangong under Wei Jinqing's instigation, she seemed to feel relieved in her heart, and it seemed as if she had carried a heavier burden from then on.

Everything she would do for this matter was written into the letter and sent, as if there was something to prove her pleasure and guilt.

When she saw a hundred people from the Muye clan coming up the mountain lightly and skillfully to help her clean up the mess left by Wei Jinqing and He Lanxue after they left, she found it difficult to clean up the mess after all, she thought dully, waiting for 20 Years later, my sister finally waited until this person came to pick her up.

And she... also waited.

After some days, she finally saw him in person.

He is no longer as tall and strong as he remembered, and he no longer has the loud voice he used to talk like arguing when he was young, and the energy that seems to never run out.

His eyes were old and his appearance was bleak.

But Cen Jiangying still recognized at a glance that this was Duan Fangzong, the person she had cared about for 20 years.

Even though there were many people watching, she couldn't stop her tears from flowing more and more quickly until she finally looked like a bewildered teenage girl.

While crying, she thought with some relief, she can finally unload all the burdens, finally.

Seeing her like this, Duan Fangzong couldn't help but sighed.

Cen Jiangying's eyes were blurred with tears, she couldn't see his face clearly, she tried her best to keep her voice steady and said: "She is waiting for you, you can go find her."

After a moment of silence, Duan Fangzong said, "No hurry." Seeing her looking up in surprise, he said, "I'll chat with you first."

It was supposed to be the two saying goodbye to each other, but Cen Jiangying found that she had nothing to say.

Because she has already told him everything she should say and should not say.

Duan Fangxing just calmly told his experiences of these years, including when he was rescued by someone, he fell asleep on the sickbed for ten years, the reason why he didn't reply to the letter, and the reason why he didn't let her know that he was still alive. A few days ago, the confrontation that overturned the martial arts pattern in the Central Plains, and the agreement he and Wei Feiqing finally reached.

He said this to Cen Jiangying because the reason why his people were able to control the Nine Heavens Palace was because of the information that Cen Jiangying told him, and Cen Jiangying herself also paid a lot for doing this.

He respected Cen Jiangying's opinion and hoped that the two could reach an agreement.

Cen Jiangying naturally had no objection.

She knew Cen Jiangxin a hundred times better than Wei Feiqing.

She naturally knew that since the day Cen Jiangxin married Duan Fangzong, she also regarded the Muye tribe outside the Guan, which she had never seen, as her home. She knew that what Duan Fangzong made was the decision Cen Jiangxin really wanted to see.

But when Duan Fangzong talked about those letters, she was still silent after all.

She vaguely guessed that this was the key to Duan Fangzong's insistence on talking to Cen Jiangxin before meeting her.

Sure enough, she saw that Duan Fangzong was silent for a moment after he finished speaking, and then said quietly: "I won't thank you for the matter of Mei'er. As his aunt, you should take good care of him. You have been left alone all these years." Man, it's the two of us who can't stand you, but I'm going to take her home after the wedding, I'm afraid... I can only let you go for a while. "

Cen Jiangying closed her eyes.

Seemingly unable to speak, Duan Fangzong said with some difficulty: "If she is still alive, we can definitely continue to live together, it's just..."

"I know." Interrupting him, Cen Jiangying smiled, with a very beautiful light shining in his eyes.

How could you not know?When she learned that he was still alive and could control the Nine Heavens Palace because of her letter, she already knew what would happen to her.Did she ever hope for a moment that the person with Si is dead, can the living two continue to be companions? ...she didn't.After all, she was too clear that what she envied was such a straight-forward person who would never leave any ambiguous hope that could not exist.

And what about Cen Jiangxin?

She didn't know whether Cen Jiangxin knew her thoughts or not, but if she knew, she knew that she would definitely do what Duan Fangzong said, and would not have any grievances or avoidance towards her.She will never give in to her husband's affairs, but the couple will definitely face her with the most calm attitude and live with her.

But she is no longer there.

Therefore, it is impossible for Duan Fangzong to bring her by his side.

After a long silence, Duan Fangzong said: "When you can let go, then you can come and find us outside the customs."

Nodding her head, Cen Jiangying's tears rolled down her cheeks: "Okay."