Chapter 56: When I am a brother, I am more like a mother

knows how she lives in the capital, and how much she likes Yun Shengjie. Qin Xuyang was stunned, he was thinking about something.

Yun Shengjie knew that Qin Luowan was indirectly sarcastic about him, and he smiled generously. Then he ordered the peach brocade on the side,

"Taojin, take your young lady back to have a good rest." It's disgusting. It's disgusting.

"Hmm......" Yun Shengjie lowered his head and pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about something. It's disgusting. But it doesn't matter, Yun Shengjie really didn't come for Qin Luowan this time.

"Who knows if my brother's injury has something to do with you!" General Qin I was loyal and patriotic, he never participated in any team to seize the throne, and did nothing but defend the country.

"What this king just meant was that this king saved Brother Xuyang, not that it was this king who killed him." Yun Shengjie Dao,

"Luowan, how could this king harm your brother?" In this life, Qin Luowan hated him so much, he had no idea where to start with Qin Luowan.

Qin Luowan thought that when she had just guessed that it was Yun Shengjie, Yun Shengjie's strange appearance flashed by, and she was even more sure.

Yun Shengjie shook his head, looked at Qin Xuyang and said,

"I also feel that Luowan has changed a lot."

"Who knows if my brother's injury has something to do with you!" So now...... How could he possibly save Qin Xuyang?

He was thinking about how to make Qin Luowan and Yun Shengjie clear up the misunderstanding and reconcile like this, until late at night, when he suddenly had a plan in his mind, and decided to make an appointment with Yun Shengjie the next day.

Qin Luowan thought that when she had just guessed that it was Yun Shengjie, Yun Shengjie's strange appearance flashed by, and she was even more sure.

"Hmm......" Yun Shengjie lowered his head and pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about something. Only then did he ruthlessly destroy the general's mansion, and even Qin Xuyang, who was far away from the border, was secretly designed by him to die on the battlefield.

There was such an embarrassing misunderstanding just now, Qin Luowan would not apologize to Yun Shengjie, and she was unwilling to stay with Yun Shengjie, she was a little angry in her heart, she didn't say anything anymore, turned around and left.

"Luowan, what are you doing so nervous?" Yun Shengjie smiled lightly,

"What can this king do to Brother Xuyang?" Qin Luowan thought that when she had just guessed that it was Yun Shengjie, Yun Shengjie's strange appearance flashed by, and she was even more sure.

So now...... How could he possibly save Qin Xuyang? If this is the case, then his task is heavy, and he feels that he needs to do something for Qin Luowan's happiness in life.

"My brother?"

"Tsk, I don't know if there is a treasure hall of Da Luo Immortal under our General's Mansion, and we always recruit some people who shouldn't come."

"What are the second princes doing standing outside here, let's go in, although I have been lying on the hospital bed these days, I have found a lot of good wine with a refreshing taste, since the prince is here today, it must be to taste a few glasses, let's go in."

"Sister, it is impossible for the second prince to harm me, I was assassinated outside the city, and it happened to be met by the second prince who was running around for flood control, and it was the second prince who helped, which allowed me to pick up a life from the dangerous blade." Qin Xuyang thanked Dai De and said: "If it weren't for the second prince who was willing to help, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wake up at this time." "Then, save Qin Xuyang...... Qin Xuyang didn't realize the discord between these two people, but just thought that Qin Luowan was a misunderstanding caused by being too worried.

Finally, he thought of a way, and then he slept peacefully, waiting for tomorrow to come. So now...... How could he possibly save Qin Xuyang?

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