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

Chapter 124 Bringing Him Back to the World
Xihe looked at the bandages wrapped around Xiao Mingxuan and spoke first, "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Mingxuan immediately responded, "It hurts. Your archery skills are getting better and better."

Although he could not go out in these years, all the news about Xihe was delivered to his desk without any omission.

He knew that the little girl had taken Duke Xu as her master and had inherited his unparalleled archery skills.

Xihe didn't say anything, but instead reached out and touched the wound. His eyes narrowed slightly and he used some strength with his hand.

A cry of pain escaped from Xiao Mingxuan's lips, and blood gushed out, soaking the gauze. Perhaps because he used too much force, Xihe's fingertips were also stained with some blood.

Nangong Yan opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing.

These aunt and niece have the same temper.

"It hurts." The pain of the wound being deliberately opened was no different from being stabbed with a knife. A few drops of sweat appeared on Xiao Mingxuan's forehead and flowed down his cheeks, but no one cared.

"Pain?" After a moment, Xihe suddenly chuckled, but there was no smile in her eyes, "It turns out that His Royal Highness Prince Jing also feels pain. I thought Prince Jing was a solid wall of steel, but he is actually a piece of stone."

They call him "Your Highness Prince Jing" and "This Princess" all the time. It seems as if there is an uncrossable Milky Way between them. They look at each other but can never go back to the way they were before.

Xiao Mingxuan knew that Xihe was angry, so he didn't dare to retort, for fear of making him angry and leaving.

"Xihe, I..." Xiao Mingxuan wanted to say something else, but found that he didn't know where to start. The two people who used to talk about everything are now so unfamiliar.

"I don't know where to start?" Xihe seemed to know what the other party wanted to say. "Since you don't know where to start, why not listen to me?"

Xiao Mingxuan felt a bad premonition in his heart.

Xihe pried open Xiao Mingxuan's hands little by little, trying to free her own hands.

Xiao Mingxuan's eyes narrowed and he used some strength with his hands. Xihe gave him a cold look and pressed hard on the already bleeding wound, causing the other party to cry out in pain. He subconsciously released his strength, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Xihe quickly pulled his hand out.

Unexpectedly, the little girl would be like this. Xiao Mingxuan was at a loss for a moment, so he used his injury to gain sympathy, "Xihe, you are so cruel. If you hit me again, I am afraid I will really bleed to death."

"I shot the arrow and I saw the wound. Do you think there is anyone here who knows your injury better than me?" Xihe acted blind and didn't notice the other party's pitiful expression. He just spoke to himself.

Xiao Mingxuan burst out laughing.

How could he forget that the little girl knew medical skills?

The two of them tacitly did not speak again. Xiao Mingxuan was afraid of angering others, while Xihe was immersed in the meeting. A terrible silence filled the entire room.

In the hot July, the wind outside is also very hot and dry.

"Xiao Mingxuan, it's been ten years." The days are like this. If you count them carefully, it will feel particularly unbearable. Sometimes, half asleep and half awake, Xihe can't tell whether it is Tianshuo or the spirit world. "I thought we would stay together like we did when we were young, until the enemy came to the gates, and then I realized how wrong I was."

Xiao Mingxuan's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't speak.

Xihe smiled and let out a sigh of relief, "You thought you hid it well, but I know everything. Qisha Pavilion, Lihua Palace, the assassination of Nanli on New Year's Eve that year, and the weapons sent to the imperial city at the bottom of the cliff were not sent to Anyuan Palace, but to you."

You think you are clever, but actually I did it willingly.

After the incident with Jiang Zhongguo, everyone including Xihe thought that the weapons were sent to the Anyuan Palace. The timing was just right. If Emperor Jingyuan had not been careful and sent people to investigate, he would not have known that the real buyer of the weapons was Xiao Mingxuan, who was only ten years old.

Xiao Mingxuan lowered his head and asked in a hoarse voice: "What else do you know?"

Xihe Quan pretended not to notice the other party's abnormality, but was too lazy to recount in detail, "You know something more or less, but I forgot the details. But I want to know another thing more. Was the so-called pursuit on the cliff that year... directed and acted by you?"

Xiao Mingxuan knew the seriousness of this problem and shook his head when he heard it. "It's not me. I didn't want to kill you. It was that group of people who took the initiative to use you to threaten Emperor Jingyuan, so this happened."

"But you know those people, and they know you too, right?" Xihe suddenly looked up at Xiao Mingxuan's dark eyes, watching the madness surging in the other's eyes, and suddenly smiled in his heart.

Xiao Mingxuan froze.

Just one moment is enough to explain many things.

A bitter smile appeared on Xihe's lips. "I used to think I was the best actor, but compared to you, I am really far behind."

The past scenes flashed around like a kaleidoscope, and the life and death dependence of those years became a complete joke at this moment.

Xiao Mingxuan's voice seemed to be filled with lead, and it was very rough. "Xihe, although I know those people, whether I fell off the cliff or took you out of the bottom of the cliff, I was sincere."

His explanation seemed particularly pale and powerless.

Xihe lowered his eyelids, was silent for a moment and said: "Whether it's sincere or false, there's no need."

She slowly stood up, dodged Xiao Mingxuan's attempt to hold her hand, and said, "Mr. Nangong, please take care of him. I'm leaving first."

Xiao Mingxuan's face was filled with anxiety. He struggled to get off the bed with his weak body. He reached out and grabbed the corner of Xihe's clothes that was blown up by the wind. There was a hint of imperceptible pleading in his words, "Xihe, don't be like this."

A huge panic surged into Xiao Mingxuan's heart, and he almost fainted.

Xihe didn't turn around, but talked about something else that was unrelated, "I'll help you get rid of the poison in your body."

Just one sentence made Xiao Mingxuan feel like he was struck by lightning. He asked in a trembling voice: "When did you know?"

"It was quite early. I noticed it the first time you felt unwell."

Xiao Mingxuan thought it was the time when he treated Liu Yuan, but in fact it was earlier. As early as in Dafengzhai, Xiao Mingxuan inadvertently revealed a hint of pain and was captured by Xihe.

Xihe suddenly lowered his head and smiled, "I know a lot of things, but you don't want me to know, so I pretend not to know. I always think that as long as I am still here and you are here, I will one day resolve the hatred in your heart and let you feel the warmth of the world, but it seems... everything is just my wishful thinking."

Everyone says that Xihe was silly when she was young and approached a hostage from an enemy country, but she was actually the most sober one.

She held "The Emperor's Strategy" in her hand and knew everything that happened to the young Xiao Mingxuan.

At first, perhaps out of her sense of responsibility as a god, she wanted to help the other party.

Later, as they got to know each other better, she just wanted to do a little more, a little more.

She can bring back to the world the person who was born into the abyss.