In Kyoto's Shizi Mansion, Chen Pingwu sat cold for a while, and now the anger in his heart has disappeared a lot, but it is still difficult to swallow.

It had happened to him so far, and he only felt that everything had become so strange.

Chen Pingwu sat on the steps of the front hall with his head up, looking up at the sky, and under this blue, it seemed that there was no trace of warmth and comfort anywhere.

"Jia'er, do you think the power struggle is really so important?"

Because he didn't know how to comfort people, Wang Jia had been quietly accompanying Chen Pingwu on the side of the front hall, and after standing for so long, his legs were numb.

At this time, she heard Chen Pingwu sighing and asked, and hurriedly eased her look, but power, this topic is too big for her as a weak woman.

Wang Jia didn't know how to answer, so she didn't say anything.

Chen Pingwu saw that no one answered, so he turned his head and looked over suspiciously, only to find that Wang Jia was standing in place, and his delicate face showed a slight mistake.

"Jia'er, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Pingwu hurriedly stood up, walked over, and asked with concern.

Wang Jia looked embarrassed, originally he wanted to appease Chen Pingwu, but now he was concerned about himself.

"I... My legs were a little numb and I couldn't move. ”

Wang Jia lowered her head and whispered, revealing an embarrassed smile.

Chen Pingwu looked at the simple and lovely Wang Jia in front of him, couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said.

"You girl, why are you so desperate, even if you don't want to leave, you can sit there, come and I'll help you over."

Wang Jia felt Chen Pingwu's concern, and a shy flush appeared on his originally embarrassed cheeks.

"I just want to be with you, are you feeling better now?"

With Chen Pingwu's support, Wang Jia sat on the chair next to him, and his numb legs eased slightly.

Seeing Chen Pingwu laughing, Wang Jia opened his mouth to ask.

When Chen Pingwu heard Wang Jia's inquiry, the emotions that had been put down in his heart spread again, and his brows slowly frowned, and he was silent.

Wang Jia looked at Chen Pingwu's appearance, and immediately understood that he had said the wrong thing, and in desperation, he blamed himself very much.

"Jia'er is really useless, I can't comfort Brother Wu, and it reminds you of these again."

Chen Pingwu looked at Wang Jia, who blamed himself, shook his head slightly, and replied softly.

"You don't have to blame yourself, it's none of your business in the first place."

Wang Jia watched Chen Pingwu turn around and do the chair next to him, sighing alone, the pity in his eyes couldn't help but be a little stronger.

"Brother Wu, Jia'er doesn't know how important power is, but Jia'er's father is in a different place because of power, Jia'er has no relatives now, and Brother Wu is Jia'er's only support."

Wang Jia said this, tears in her eyes.

Chen Pingwu, who was on the side, heard Wang Jia's words, and his heart was also moved.

Yes, the king of Pingyi is harmed by power, and now his father is not the king?

Before Chen Pingwu came to Kyoto, he still did not forget the conversation between King Beichang and King Changwu.

At that time, Chen Sinian said to Chen Pingwu that he could only believe in himself, and it was not driven by a desire for power?

In this world, is it true that no one can believe it?

Chen Pingwu turned his head to look at Wang Jia, who was in a state of sadness, and listened to Wang Jia's words, and vetoed this answer in his heart.

If no one can really believe it, then why would Wang Jia believe in himself.

After all, power is a terrifying sky-swallowing beast, hidden in the heart, and if it is manipulated, it will slowly devour all emotions.

It will also devour everyone around you who cares about you and is trustworthy.

In Chen Pingwu's contemplation, Wang Jia suddenly turned his head, looked at Chen Pingwu, and said with a sincere look in his eyes.

"Brother Wu, promise Jia'er, you must live well."

Although Wang Jia is just a little girl who is not deeply involved in the world, from the way Chen Pingwu entered the door, coupled with Fang Cai's words, she can naturally guess something.

She has lost her father, and now Chen Pingwu has also left her because of these things.

I'm afraid she really doesn't have a trace of nostalgia for this world.

When Chen Pingwu heard Wang Jia's words, he looked at the nervousness and concern in Wang Jia's eyes, as well as a trace of pleading.

I was moved, but I also strengthened my belief.

He can't be blinded by power, maybe everything will slowly get better, at least now his father has no clues to be discovered by Feng Yewu.

If he could dissuade his father from giving up the rebellion, he would not repeat the mistake of pacifying the king.

"Don't worry, Jia'er, I promised King Pingyi to take care of you, you are my sister, my own sister."

Chen Pingwu smiled slightly and promised to Wang Jia.

Younger sister!

Although Wang Jia heard the reassuring answer from Chen Pingwu's mouth, he also heard his heartbroken voice.

Do you just think of me as your sister?

Wang Jia had a question in her heart, but she didn't dare to speak, she was afraid to know the answer, and vaguely, she had already guessed the answer she didn't want to hear.

Wang Jia slowly lowered her head under Chen Pingwu's relief, her hair fell, blocking her delicate eyes, and asked softly.

"Brother Wu, do you really think I am your sister?"

When Chen Pingwu heard Wang Jia ask, he was stunned for a moment, thinking that she didn't believe herself, so he laughed heartily.

"Silly girl, from the first time I saw you, I already recognized you as a girl."

At first glance, I recognized myself as a girl.

Wang Jia didn't dare to speak, and he didn't dare to continue to listen to Chen Pingwu's promise in a doting tone.

It turned out that he was in unrequited love.

"That... Does Brother Wu already have a crush? ”

Wang Jia finally couldn't help it, and asked, her eyes gently closed in her hair, and she begged God in her heart, hoping that Chen Pingwu could tell her that she hadn't yet.

"Uh, you found out too?"

Chen Pingwu looked at Wang Jia, who lowered his head and asked him, and couldn't see Wang Jia's expression clearly, thinking that his love for Feng Yewu was noticed by Wang Jia, but he scratched his head with a little shyness and asked with a smile.

"I didn't think it was so obvious."

When Wang Jia heard Chen Pingwu's last words, all the expectations and hopes in her heart disappeared and shattered at this moment.

Seeing that Wang Jia didn't speak, Chen Pingwu hurriedly raised his hand and shook Wang Jia, who was silent, and asked suspiciously.

"Jia'er? Jia'er? You okay? ”

Wang Jia was shaken by Chen Pingwu like this, hurriedly put away her tears, raised her head and smiled far-fetchedly before leaving.

"Jia'er is a little uncomfortable, let's go rest first."