Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 772

"Young master, the prince really intends to surrender!" Guan Qian's face was anxious, and his eyes showed displeasure.

A layer of gloom cast over Situ Qingming's eyes, the hand holding the rim of the cup suddenly tightened, and the cup shattered into pieces when he touched it.

His hands were quickly stained red, and countless small crumbs entered his palm, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Young master, your hand!" Guan Qian exclaimed, and quickly stretched out his hand.

But Situ Qingming dodged him, his eyes were covered with darkness, he casually glanced at his hands, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Want to leave Xirong behind to discuss peace? Dreaming!"

Si Chuxiao looked at the blueprint in his hand, and his eyes showed surprise. This is a good thing. I don't know who is so powerful to come up with such a structure.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, he was startled for a moment, put away his things, and said, "Come in."

Situ Qingming came in with a tray, his face was still a little pale: "Father, it's time to eat."

There were five dishes on the tray, a bowl of soup, and a jug of wine. Looking around, the dishes were fresh and he liked them all.

Si Chuxiao's face softened, he hadn't seen these dishes for a long time, he stretched out his hand to beckon, "Sit next to foster father." Li, a little angry in my heart, but after all, he is the child he raised, and he is not so narrow-minded.

Situ Qingming pursed his lips, found a place to sit down, and poured him a glass of wine: "We haven't had dinner together for a long time."

Si Chuxiao nodded, looking at the food on the table, his heart was full of emotions, his eyes fell on the child's pale face, and hearing his coughing from time to time, he frowned: "How is your body? What else is there?" Uncomfortable? I have wound medicine here, don’t you detain yourself, come and get what you want.”

There is concern in his brows and eyes, and it can be seen from his eyes that this is not fake, it is from the heart.

Situ Qingming's heart trembled, and the darkness in his eyes surged. He picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into Si Chuxiao's hands: "Father, I feel uncomfortable. You can eat with me."

Si Chuxiao naturally knew why this discomfort came from?In fact, between Ming Qianjue and this child, he still likes Qingming. In the absence of his daughter these years, he has such a adopted son by his side, his right and left hand, who obeys his orders and is very filial. He used to have an appetite for these dishes. No, this kid did it for him, and in a blink of an eye, he became so big.

"Qingming, you are old and young, it's time to find a wife." He was full of emotion in his heart, he was going to be a grandfather soon, and from now on he would lead those children to live an ordinary and happy life, guarding Yunshang for the rest of his life. That's all, leave his place to this child.

The corners of Situ Qingming's mouth twitched, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he opened his thin lips lightly: "Father, I don't want to talk about this, I just want to have a simple meal with you, eat while it's hot, don't get cold."

He moved the plate in front of Si Chuxiao, and his whole body was covered with a layer of loneliness: "Since I can't get what I like, this daughter-in-law is also dispensable, and it will depend on fate in the future."

This sentence made Situ Xiao feel a little sad. Nuanyang is his daughter and Qingming is his adopted son. The palms and backs of his hands are full of meat. He drank the wine in one gulp and patted Situ Qingming on the shoulder: "You will always meet someone you like. , I am still waiting to hold my grandson, child, you have to be good, foster father in this life..."

Suddenly, his face froze, his chest felt cramped, his eyes widened, and he looked at the empty wine glass in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)