I saw Yanxiang wearing a peacock pattern brocade dress with blue clouds and beads, elegant and vulgar light pink, and a touch of elegance. There is a big milky white bow pinned to the waist, which is even more bewitching.

Her jet-black hair is tied up with a purple hairband, a sapphire butterfly hairpin is inserted diagonally on her head, and a little cinnabar is placed in the center of her eyebrows. She thinly applied powdered Dai and swept her eyebrows. The faint red on the cheeks looks pink and lovely, and the lips are smeared with a light red lip blush, which looks delicate.

The smoke is really beautiful and beautiful, standing with Chu Tiankuo beside her, it is simply a talented and beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.

Ji Wenxuan's heart moved, her face was pale and depressed, she lowered her head and stared at the bricks on the ground.

As soon as Chu Tiankuo entered the house, his eyes searched around, and he did not look at Ji Wenxuan with his eyes. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. Seeing her haggard face and thin body, he felt really uncomfortable.

In the inner hall, there was silence. Everyone had their own hearts, and no one spoke.

In the end, Xiangye spoke first to break the silence: "Xuan'er, you have a good chat, Dad will leave first." ”

Ji Wenxuan nodded indifferently. She turned her face away faintly, like a soulless shell.

Xiangye got up to leave, but saw that the maid did not move. He coughed dryly twice, and glanced at the two maids. They reacted immediately, and hurriedly followed Xiangye out.

After Xiangye left, the three people in the inner hall were still silent. There was silence in the room.

Ji Wenxuan suddenly felt that her throat and eyes were dry, and she wanted to cough, but she endured it. In the end, I couldn't hold back and coughed profusely.

Seeing this, Yanxiang leaned over and intimately patted Ji Wenxuan on the back. While helping Ji Wenxuan to calm down, she said, "Sister Ji." Wrong. It's time to call you Sister Xia instead. My elder brother received the poem you wrote, and knew that you were sick, so he came to see you. ”

Xia Wenxuan asked blankly: "Poetry? What poem? ”

Chu Tiankuo took out the note with the poem written on it and showed it to Xia Wenxuan.

Sick and thin, lonely in the boudoir, crying alone often sighs, life is more difficult than death.

When Xia Wenxuan saw the note, she cried as if she had suffered a parting of life and death.

Memories of the past, like lightning, flashed through her heart quickly. The original suppressed pain resurfaced in her heart. It hurts like a wound that has been scabbed over and has reopened.

When she wrote this poem, her father Ji Zheng was still there. At that time, her father Ji Zheng, when he saw this poem, was so sad that he burst into tears: "Xuan'er can't think nonsense, the future will be long." If Xuan'er doesn't cherish herself, her father will be sad for you. ”

At that time, Xia Wenxuan thought that she was terminally ill and would die soon. She was afraid that the white-haired person would send the black-haired person, and she felt that she was too unfilial to make her father worry so much about her. She knew she couldn't do it, but she had to do it. I know I shouldn't think about it, but I can't get out of the shadows.

And now, she is still alive like a walking corpse, but her father Ji Zheng has left her forever and will never come back.

She felt that her heart was swollen with misery, so swollen that it almost burst her chest. But it was still there, beating on and off.

A series of tears flowed silently from her sad face. She trembled her lips and asked, "Young Master Chu, why did you want my father to be ruined?" Why did you kill my father? ”

Before Chu Tiankuo could speak, Yan Xiang hurriedly said first: "It's not my senior brother." Your dad was pushed off a cliff by me. ”

Xia Wenxuan turned her face to face Yanxiang, her face was pale, her eyes stared at Yanxiang fiercely, and her eyes were full of hatred. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Why?" Why are you doing this? ”

Yanxiang shrugged innocently, twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and tried his best to explain: "Your father has framed my senior brother many times, don't you know?" Later, he intensified his efforts, killed three masters, and blamed my senior brother. It hurt my brother like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat him. Until the martial arts conference was held in the Changfeng Dart Bureau, my senior brother overwhelmed the crowd and became the leader of the martial arts alliance. He exposed the truth about your father's fraudulent death at the martial arts conference, as well as framed the conspiracy to clear his suspicion of murder. ”

She tried her best to restore the facts: "Later, your father held me hostage and wrote a letter to ask my senior brother to go to Tanhua Mountain to fight it out. My brother defeated your father. At that time, my brother did not want to kill him. I didn't expect your father to want my brother's life. Your father took advantage of my brother's inattention and injured my brother with his acacia palm. He almost lost his life. ”

Later, Sister Shen and Sister Lu arrived. Your father felt that he had no way out, so he wanted to jump off a cliff and die. Na Cheng thought, he had to pull a cushion back when he was dying, and he pulled me to jump off the cliff together and die together. It was Sister Shen who grabbed me in time and rescued me. ”

Xia Wenxuan's hand hung down weakly, shocked and angry: "No! It's you lying! ”

Smoke was so anxious that he had to swear again: "It's true." ”

Xia Wenxuan trembled, smiled bitterly, and then burst into tears: "No! No! It's you lying! I don't believe it! ”

Chu Tiankuo stood on the side and listened to the incense for a long time. Seeing that Ji Wenxuan was emotional, he couldn't help but persuade: "Wenxuan." You calm down. Perhaps, knowing this, is cruel to you, and it is a painful blow to you. But you have the right to know the truth. That's just the way it is. ”

What they said, Xia Wenxuan didn't think about it. It's just that she resists the truth from the bottom of her heart and doesn't want to accept it. Now, listening to Yanxiang tell the whole story, she knows everything.

After a long time, Xia Wenxuan smiled sadly: "I thought my father was killed by you." I've been struggling with this. Now, I know the truth. It's finally time to let go. ”

Chu Tiankuo smiled helplessly and bitterly: "Wen Xuan." What your dad did, it's his fault. You don't have to blame yourself. You just need to take good care of your body. ”

Hearing Chu Tiankuo call her back 'Wen Xuan' again, Xia Wenxuan's heart warmed. However, her father's death, and hearing from them that her father had done so many despicable things, made her agonish.

She wept and spoke, her face haggard, like a blooming flower, which suddenly withered. She understands that her father's death is self-inflicted. I can't complain about the incense, and I can't complain about Chu Tiankuo. It was her father who did bad things and was punished.

Yanxiang saw Xia Wenxuan crying sadly, but did not step forward to dissuade her. She believes that the negative emotions in her heart should be released. At this time, Xia Wenxuan urgently needed to find a way to vent, and her tears kept flowing. Let Xia Wenxuan cry happily. Perhaps, discouragement is a prelude to enlightenment.

However, the incense of cigarettes has always been warm-hearted, which made her watch Xia Wenxuan cry, and she couldn't bear it. She's too soft-hearted.

So, she whispered to the senior brother, "I'll wait for you outside." You talk to Sister Xia alone. ”

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ps: Ji Wenxuan and Xia Wenxuan are the same person, so they will be called Xia Wenxuan in the future.