The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 123 You are so soft-hearted

The two sides confronted each other and the situation became tense for a while.

Zhao Jinyuan looked like he only listened to Zhao Chengning, so Nangong Yan stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.

"or……"

He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly got stuck in the middle.

Xiao Mingxuan turned his head and saw Nangong Yan seemed to be frozen in place, staring blankly at a certain place on the city wall.

Xiao Mingxuan followed his gaze and caught a familiar figure on the city wall.

"Xihe..." In an instant, Xiao Mingxuan's eyes, which had been silent for many years, suddenly lit up, as if they were dyed with stars in the sky, and there was a little more smell of a living person around him.

Xihe stood on the edge of the tower, looking down at the confrontation between the two parties, but she never spoke. She pulled the bowstring to its full extent, with a sharp arrow on the bow, pointing directly at Xiao Mingxuan. The dark iron arrowhead reflected slightly under the sun, reflecting Xihe's cold eyes.

Nangong Yan wanted to pull Xiao Mingxuan away, but this kid was like a stone. He would not move when he saw people and stood there without moving an inch.

"Wait a minute if you want to see it. Don't you see that the arrow is pointing at you?"

Xiao Mingxuan smiled at that place and answered with an ambiguous word, "I know."

"..."

I know you're still not moving, are you looking for death?

Zhao Chengning and Zhao Jinyuan naturally saw it, but they also knew that Xihe knew what to do, so they didn't say anything.

A few years ago, Xihe would still mention Xiao Mingxuan, but later she gradually stopped mentioning it. However, everyone could see that there was a missing piece in the little princess' heart that could not be filled or resolved.

Xiao Mingxuan and Xihe just stared at each other from afar, as if more than ten years had passed in a flash, fulfilling the saying "clearly divided".

Xihe held the arrow without moving, and after a long time, her arm felt numb.

Xiao Mingxuan, who was standing on the city wall, opened his mouth slowly and said a few words silently.

Xihe saw the lip shape clearly.

One is "How are you doing?"

One is "Are you going to kill me?"

Xihe suddenly wanted to laugh.

It's been ten years since I left. What position do I have to ask her this question now?

Xiao Mingxuan was still smiling, just like he did in Mingyue Palace back then, doting but also a little helpless.

He was extremely calm, and ignored the sharp arrow as if it was nothing. He just looked at Xihe with a burning gaze as if he was looking at his long-lost lover, as if he wanted to drown him.

He walked step by step, as if he had crossed mountains and rivers and found his way home.

A bitter smile spread across Xihe's lips, and he thought to himself, "Are you so sure that I won't kill you?"

Xiao Mingxuan's entire body was immersed in the sun, with only his eyes hidden in the darkness.

He smiled and took two steps forward, then asked, "Xihe, I..."

call out!
The sharp arrow broke through the air and pierced straight into Xiao Mingxuan's chest. It was so powerful that it pierced through his entire chest.

Xihe breathed a sigh of relief, as if all the strength in her body had been released. She met Xiao Mingxuan's incredulous eyes from afar and smiled silently.

[Xiao Mingxuan, I am no longer the little princess who pretended to be ignorant despite knowing the truth ten years ago.]

Xiao Mingxuan gasped twice, and suddenly a sharp pain came over his chest. After the initial shock subsided, he felt endless emptiness and sadness.

At the last moment before he fell, he saw Xihe on the tall building standing still, neither sad nor happy.

[His little girl has finally grown up. ]

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When he woke up again, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, catching him off guard. "So I'm still alive."

"Of course you are alive." Looking up, I saw Nangong Yan's unpleasant voice coming from the door. He was walking in with a bowl of black medicine.

"Come in?" Xiao Mingxuan looked at the surrounding decoration and guessed in his heart.

Nangong Yan nodded and handed over the boiled medicine. "You can come in, but the price is really high."

Xiao Mingxuan was hit by Xihe's arrow, and it was unreasonable for Zhao Chengning to leave him out there.

"Why are you doing this? The little princess obviously wants to kill you, and you're just standing there like an idiot. Even nine oxen can't pull her away." Nangong Yan got angry when he talked about this, but he felt more disappointed.

I vaguely remember that the little princess back then was very silly, but this boy was as smart as a monkey.

Ten years passed in a flash, and everything turned around.

She continued, "What did you tell me when you came? You kept saying that the little princess was different from A Wan, but in the end, she shot an arrow at me without blinking an eye."

Xiao Mingxuan gently stroked the gauze on his chest and suddenly asked, "How is my injury?"

"What else can I do? It's such a coincidence that the arrow was just a little bit away from your heart. If it had been a little more off, you would have gone to see the King of Hell by now." Nangong Yan took the medicine bowl with a frustrated look on his face.

Xiao Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, leaving Nangong Yan dumbfounded.

"No? Your injury is in the chest, not the brain. You were almost dead and you're still laughing?" Nangong Yan looked at the other person as if he was a fool.

"Yes, it was almost there, but it was definitely a little off." Xiao Mingxuan stopped laughing, raised his head and said word by word, "Did the sword that the princess used to stab you miss?"

Nangong Yan was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically, his expression quickly turned gray, and then he said in a hoarse voice: "No, Ah Wan... really wants to kill me."

That sword was meant to kill him. If it weren't for the life-saving medicine that Lihua Palace prepared for every palace master, he would have been a corpse right away.

Xiao Mingxuan just smiled without saying anything. He took out the jade pendant from the clothes scattered on the bedside, placed it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it slowly, with tenderness in his eyes.

【Xihe, you are still soft-hearted. 】

[It's the same for me and you. ]

The room was quiet, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

The two looked stern, "Who?"

There was silence outside the door for a moment, "It's me."

It is Xihe's voice.

Xiao Mingxuan showed joy on his face and struggled to get out of bed. At this time, Xihe opened the door and walked in.

Their eyes met and they both fell silent.

Xihe glanced at it and then looked away, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and wanted to put it to the bedside, but turned his hand and placed it on the table beside him.

"I ate it." Xihe uttered these two words lightly, without saying anything else, and turned to leave.

How could Xiao Mingxuan really let the other party leave? He struggled and grabbed one of Xihe's arms.

Xihe was very upset at the moment and wanted to break free immediately.

But as soon as she moved, she heard a cry of pain from the other party behind her.

She immediately stopped moving.

Xiao Mingxuan smiled silently behind him, thinking, "My little girl, what can I do if you are so soft-hearted?"

He used some strength to pull the person back, and Xihe did not struggle, but sat down on the edge of the bed due to the force.

The two faced each other, but neither could say a word. It seemed as if they were secretly competing with each other, as if whoever spoke first would admit defeat first.