Holding a Sword and Watching Flowers

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Yo, is this finally angry?But Ximen Chuuxue wasn't angry at all, so why did he, Yu Luocha, show his face and show his temper?Jun Qian raised his eyebrows, sneered, and said lightly:

"Master Jade flatters me too much. I've never felt that way before. After all...a person who doesn't even dare to raise his own child, what else can't he do?"

The wind blew even harder in an instant.

"Are you provoking me on purpose?" Yu Luocha's voice was very cold - this kind of coldness was different from Ximen Chuuxue's simple coldness and indifference, and seemed more sinister and unpredictable.

Jun Qian smiled, stretched out his hand and took another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and ate it slowly, his movements were graceful and calm like a lady of a great family, but the words that came out of his mouth were completely different from her gentle and demure image, and he was not polite at all:

"In terms of skill, you are undoubtedly still above Ximen Chuuxue, but if you fight with your life, the one who dies may not be him; if you also use a sword, you will definitely not be his opponent. Do you know why? "

Yu Luocha made a gloomy face and did not answer—in fact, Jun Qian did not expect him to answer at all, but after a pause, he continued on his own:

"Because you are dishonest—you have dirt in your heart, so you will never be as good as Ximen Chuuxue."

"You said that in your position, there is absolutely no way to discipline a child, so you can only send him out. This is just an excuse-how much time does it take to discipline a child? Disciplining a mature and sensible child like Ximen Chuuxue How much time and thought do you need? All you need is nothing more than inadvertent precepts and deeds, and what you see and hear—and you, Master Jade, "

Jun Qian raised his head and looked at the man in black, the corners of his mouth curled up with undisguised sarcasm, "I've said so much, in the end, it's just an excuse for myself to cover up that you don't dare to teach your children yourself. That’s all. You don’t dare to teach your children because you’re afraid you won’t be able to teach them well—to put it bluntly, you don’t dare to take on the responsibility of being a father. Then why do you have the cheek to recognize your children now?”

Jade Rakshasa will never understand how much pain and harm parents' neglect and abandonment do to children. Before crossing, she spent her childhood and youth in this way, so she understands, So she couldn't imagine how Ximen Chuuxue was wielding a sword alone when she was a child, how she became withdrawn and cold little by little-even if she thinks Ximen Chuuxue is very good now, but as long as she thinks of these , she still feels...distressed.

Now, Ximen Chuuxue has gone through so many hardships, wandered so many times between life and death, and finally achieved today's achievement, but a "father" who has never fulfilled the slightest responsibility suddenly appeared and wanted to recognize each other. Why?

Yu Luocha's face was so gloomy that it was about to freeze. Jun Qian felt the increasingly gloomy atmosphere around him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect his lower abdomen, but his expression suddenly became gentler, and his voice became softer. as if muttering to himself:

"You want an excellent heir, so you dare not raise your own child, but... why do you decide the future of the child like this? My medical skills are good, and Ah Xue's swordsmanship is superb, but I only hope that our child is safe and healthy , live happily for the rest of his life, even if he neither studies medicine nor martial arts, but is just an ordinary person—as long as it is his own choice and has a clear conscience, it doesn’t matter what it is, Axue and I will accompany him and support him He, because he is our child. Ashe doesn't care about the Western Demon Cult at all, so what right do you have to force him to inherit?"

"Wanmei Villa is originally your property. If you want it, I will return it immediately. But as for the others—" Jun Qian smiled, but his tone was rarely cold and rude, "Sorry, I want Axue doesn't owe you anything. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, I hope that Master Jade will raise his hand and let us have a happy New Year—"

For the last few words, Jun Qian stared into his eyes and said almost word by word: "Please, no, want, do, do, entangle, entangle, because it's really—very, hard, to see."

"Oh, that's right," Jun Qian paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and laughed softly, "I'm so glad that Axue doesn't look like you at all."

As soon as the woman's soft and soft voice fell, there was a dignified silence in the courtyard. Tang Yan stood by Jun Qian's side, and wanted to find Ximen Chuuxue to protect Jun Qian, but was overwhelmed by the terrifying aura of Yu Luocha. She trembled slightly with fright, as if she was frozen, unable to take a step at all, and was so nervous that even her eye sockets were flushed.

Jun Qian still didn't seem to notice it, he took a sip of tea as if nothing had happened, and reached for the third piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. At this moment, he suddenly felt light all over his body, and the oppressive feeling disappeared in an instant—— The man who was sitting opposite had disappeared.

"Why did you get up?"

A familiar cold voice sounded behind him, Jun Qian smiled, stretched his waist, and fell backwards, and fell into the warm and broad embrace impartially, with a slender and beautiful hand holding his shoulder , carefully embraced in his arms.Jun Qian squinted his eyes and rubbed his eyes, and sighed contentedly.

Ximen Chuuxue hugged her, turned his head to look at Tang Rou with slightly red eyes, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "Has Yu Luocha come?"

Tang Yan nodded hurriedly, with lingering fear and fear on her face: "Master, you must protect your wife! Just now..."

"Tang Yan," Jun Qian interrupted her suddenly, "It's okay, go and bring your breakfast."

"lady!"

"I see, you go down," Ximen Chuuxue touched Junqian's head, and ordered lightly, watching Tang Yan retreating to serve breakfast with a worried face, remembering that the one she saw disappeared in a flash He couldn't help but pat Jun Qian's head lightly, and told him again, "Don't provoke him again, it's dangerous."

"I'm not that easy to bully!" Jun Qian puffed up his cheeks angrily, squinted his eyes, and looked like a cat with its hair blown up, "Axue is not afraid, I will seek justice for you! Let him Irresponsible, hum!"

"Well, I'm not afraid," Ximen Chuuxue finally couldn't help laughing, only felt that the petite wife in his arms became more and more cute, touched her hair, and hugged her tighter, "Thank you."

He doesn't need pity and sympathy, but his wife loves him - he doesn't hate this feeling.

Jun Qian squinted his eyes and rubbed against his arms, and calmly put an empty small bottle back into his sleeve, the corners of his mouth curled up gloatingly.

That night, Yu Luocha suddenly woke up from his sleep and felt extremely itchy all over. He immediately got up and tried to force the poison but found it was useless—obviously, it was not poison, so he allowed his power to be unfathomable, almost a hundred It's useless if the poison doesn't invade.Junqian's wide black sleeves in the morning suddenly flashed through Yu Luocha's mind, and she couldn't help cursing in a low voice - she was so weak, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, that people accidentally ignored her. In addition, she was so annoyed by her phone call that she didn't notice the movements of her hands -- no wonder, how could Ximen Chuuxue's wife only talk about it?

Yu Luosha sat cross-legged and could only grit her teeth and try to divert her attention by meditating. After a while, her head was covered with thin sweat. In the bedroom of the main courtyard of Wanmei Villa, Jun Qian leaned on Ximen Fuxue's arm was leaning against his embrace, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up—that was no ordinary itch powder, Master Yu, it took three whole days to make a gift specially for you, I wonder if you like it?

……

Yu Luocha left in the morning two days later, without disturbing anyone before leaving, but once again met Jun Qian alone while Ximen Chuuxue was going to practice swords.

In the past few days, Jun Qian has gradually become lethargic. He just woke up at this moment, lying on the table and yawning lazily, just pretending that the person opposite does not exist.Yu Luocha also seemed to be rarely angry, looked at her indifferently for a while, and suddenly asked with a blank face:

"You said that no matter what your child chooses to do, you will support it. What if your child is willing to inherit the Devil's Cult in the future?"

Jun Qian's original lazy expression suddenly changed, and a pair of sly eyes showed a bit of sharpness, and he looked straight at Yu Luocha, and after a while, he retracted his gaze, and said in the same tone: "As long as it is his voluntary choice, I will not stop it."

Seemingly getting a satisfactory answer, Yu Luocha nodded, turned around and left without saying anything else.Looking at his back, Jun Qian frowned, only to feel more sleepy, went back to the bed and hugged the quilt to catch up on sleep, after a while, someone helped him up and leaned into a gentle embrace, Jun Qian rubbed his chest , sighed contentedly.

A few hours later, when Jun Qian just woke up from his afternoon nap, a servant came to report with a look of astonishment, saying that he originally wanted to clean the yard where Yu Luocha lived, but when he went there just now, he found that Yu Luocha had disappeared. Most of the houses in the village were destroyed.

I don't know if Yu Luocha was angry because he was drugged, or because he felt that he had suffered a loss and wanted to get it back?Jun Qian waved his hand to signal the man to go down. After a few days, he found someone to repair the yard, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Ximen Chuuxue pushed the door open at this time and came in. At a glance, he saw his wife raised her head with her chin propped up, blinked at herself, and said in a brisk tone that was rarely seen recently:

"Axue, I'll avenge you! The eyes-obscuring person left in despair, we can have a good year!"

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, stroked her soft hair, and responded in a low voice:

"it is good."

The author has something to say: the skill of poisonous tongue has been maxed out, and the owner said that his wife is really capable!

☆, awkward