Struggle History of the Reborn Son

In a word, Xiao Shihong spoke calmly.

Xu Jingxuan's heart was turbulent, it turned out that Xiao Shihong did not know everything about him, otherwise he would not have invited him to help.However, how much does Xiao Shihong know about himself?Xu Jingxuan was not sure. Once he entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, and once he entered the court hall, he was involved in the struggle for the prince's succession. He might not be able to turn back.

With a smile on his lips, the young man turned around and looked at Xiao Shihong's eyes, which were shining with stars and shining waves.

"I am willing."

Those three simple words made Xiao Shihong's breathing messy.

He knew he had succeeded.

He successfully took advantage of the nostalgia in the eyes of the young man and took it for his own use.

Xiao Shihong guessed more than he knew about the forces behind Xu Jingxuan. After all, it was Xu Jingxuan himself, and he only took over that force not long ago.

Xiao Shihong is a keen person. He understands that the most prosperous clan and aristocratic family in the imperial court will not come to support Xiao Shihong, the seventh prince, when his father and prince are still alive, and the eldest prince holds great power.

Xiao Shihong didn't know how much power Xu Jingxuan had behind him, but he just vaguely felt that Xu Jingxuan's vision was far-reaching and broad, not only limited to Xu's residence, but also very aristocratic.

Speaking of the aristocratic family, the current structure is of course not suitable for Xu Jingxuan, but if you pay attention to the past, the Shouningbo Mansion and the Duke Zhongguo Mansion are about to emerge. related to deliberate suppression.

After all, the last time he asked his father to let Xu Jingxuan enter the palace as his companion, his father was furious. Regarding the past, his father was unwilling to mention or explain.

Xiao Shihong has no support, he can only gamble, using everything he can to take advantage of people and things, and make a big difference.

Xu Jingxuan's affection for him is the fulcrum of this thousand catties.

Xu Jingxuan was afraid of him because he had a guilty conscience and love was hidden in his eyes.He doesn't point out, nor refuse, but let him brew and ferment until he can use it.

However, Xiao Shihong miscalculated Xu Jingxuan's determination and courage.

A few years later, when Xiao Shihong was alone at the peak, watching the two people standing side by side back away, he said that he didn't regret a word, but he couldn't open his mouth anyway.

So, there are many stories later.

If time was reversed, Xiao Shihong thought, would he still make the same choice as today?

When Xu Jingxuan returned to Jinfeng Hall, Li Lin, Xiao Shifeng's personal attendant, was walking anxiously at the entrance of the hall, looking outside from time to time, seeing Xu Jingxuan's figure, he felt relieved.

"Master Xu, you are back."

Seeing Li Lin's appearance, Xu Jingxuan hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with His Highness the Eighth Prince, so anxious?"

"Mr. Xu, hurry up and persuade His Highness the Eighth Highness. Since you left the palace, the Eighth Highness has expelled a group of people from the gate of the palace. The servant took the courage to look inside a few times, hey..."

Seeing Li Lin's expression, Xu Jingxuan guessed that the Jinfeng Palace might not be much better.

But when he actually saw Xiao Shifeng, Xu Jingxuan couldn't help being startled and couldn't help but feel heartache.

Stepping into the main hall with one foot, I saw the smell of wine in the hall, and it was a mess. Xiao Shifeng lay drunk in a pool of wine, closed his eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Xu Jingxuan sighed softly, walked to Xiao Shifeng's side, and was about to help him up, but saw the people on the ground suddenly opened their eyes, with sadness and unwillingness in their eyes, which did not have the usual bright and light at all.

"I thought you wouldn't come back."

The man was lying on the ground, motionless, looking at the hall above his head with empty eyes, and when he heard Xu Jingxuan squatting beside him, he didn't move a single bit.

Xu Jingxuan was dumbfounded, he didn't know that the person in front of him would have such thoughts, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

The man said again: "Ah Xuan, I am so close to you, but you still only have Seventh Brother in your eyes. If I hadn't forced Seventh Brother to let you be my reading companion, wouldn't you have gone to Qingyun Palace long ago, and took refuge in him?" Brother Seven?"