In the face of such a powerful family, a family that can control people's life and death, she feels how small and vulnerable she is.

"You have to be glad that I didn't use those drugs that hurt your body, and you should be even more grateful to me that we didn't let your mother ...... Die in an accident! Don't try to annoy me anymore, or I won't be able to move you, and I won't be able to move your family......? It's killing!" Fujiwara Xiang finished speaking, raised her head, raised her chin, glanced at Xia Yucheng with disdain, and walked away.

Xia Yucheng looked at Fujiwara's back and didn't speak for a long time. She didn't understand why these people wanted to hit people in such a cruel way?

She couldn't connect Fujiwara incense at this time with the gentle old man she saw when she was in City A. It's like she can't connect the murderous and cold-blooded wind of yesterday with the man she loves.

Perhaps this is the most real of them, in this world, they despise a qiē, and only feel that they are the noblest and most inviolable.

So in their eyes, betrayal is a capital offense. And take life and death, and the person who asks for death will have no complaints.

Why?

What age is it that such a thing will happen?

"Miss Xia, go back, you need to rest!" Mu Zi stepped forward to help her.

Xia Yucheng shook his head weakly, with a hesitant expression.

……

Back in the inner courtyard, the room was very warm, but Xia Yucheng felt cold, and there was no trace of blood that was warm.

She walked over to the knife holder and looked at the old knife on the rosewood knife holder. Remembering that yesterday, when Miyazawa ended her life with this knife, her throat choked violently, and her mood was depressed and uncomfortable.

"Why did Miyazawa say that it was an honor to kill himself with this knife?" she reached out and grabbed the knife, and jerked it out of its sheath.

The sound of cold metal colliding sounded in the room, and Xia Yucheng looked down at the sharp and shining blade, which had been wiped very clean.

There was not a trace of blood to be found, and it was impossible to see that someone had stained it red with blood not long ago.

"Miss Xia!" Mu Zi was stunned, she looked at Xia Yucheng holding a knife in her hand, her eyes were full of surprise and panic, "In the Feng family, this knife can't be held in the hands of ordinary women like this." ”

Xia Yucheng turned around and looked at her: "Why?"

"Because this knife is the symbol of the Feng family, it is the ...... of the Phantom Alliance"

"Phantom Alliance, what is Phantom Alliance?"

"This ...... That's a long story, but in short, it's an honor to kill yourself with this knife, especially someone like Miyazawa who has made a mistake. So even if the adults spare him from dying, he will not continue to live, and he must pay the price for his actions. ”

Xia Yucheng silently put the knife into the scabbard and carefully put it back. Feng Hao did say before that this was a man's knife, but didn't he teach her how to use the knife that time?

She always thought that this knife was an ancestral knife, as a symbol. I didn't expect it to have an extraordinary significance.

Feng Hao, in her eyes before, was a businessman. I didn't expect to come to Kyoto this time, but I realized that his identity is far from being so simple.

He looked very close to her, but in fact he was much farther away.

Wind House, Wind House, Wind Horse, Fujiwara Incense......

All of this was so strange and terrible to her.

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