The leader is being killed every day

Ji Wuxiu was stunned, a biological father would not feel heartbroken when his own son lost his beloved twice, not at all.

Yang Xiao knew the answer, but when he heard this sentence, he was not unmoved. He also wanted to ask Yang Di why he was so heartless. Yang Di didn't want him to know about the senior sister. After being notified by someone risking his life, he was also blocked from returning later, but why did he have to overcome all difficulties when returning home?After returning, the senior sister passed away and was buried in the ground. He could only see her in front of the grave, and he couldn't see anything else.

It's the same now, he is unwilling to accept a dead person, even if you don't have any compassion for him, why are you so unfeeling towards your own son?

Yang Xiao didn't understand, but Ji Wuxiu was completely confused.

Yang Xiao seemed to want to say something, but stopped talking.Ji Wuxiu is not a fool either, this time must be about the matter between their father and son, and it is not appropriate for him to stay here.

He said wittily, "Uncle and Brother Yang haven't seen each other for a few months, please tell me, I'll go out first."

Ji Wuxiu stood up and wanted to leave, but Yang Di held him back.

"The environment in the valley is good, you can go for a walk more, I'm not in good health, and I can't entertain you, you don't have to be restrained, just treat this place as your own home, if you need anything, you can tell Xiao'er." His eyes were full of apology, looking Even Ji Wuxiu felt embarrassed.

"Thank you Uncle, Uncle is still recovering from his illness, other things, and Brother Yang." After finishing speaking, Ji Wuxiu put Yang Di's hand back on his body, and retreated politely.

Yang Xiao watched Ji Wuxiu go out, and closed the door by the way, and let out a sigh of relief.

He helped Yang Di up so that he could force himself to sit, and then knelt down in front of the bed with a plop.

"Father, I want to bury Yixuan in Taoyuan, please allow me!"

"Permit? I'm afraid you will bury him here even if I don't allow it, so why bother to ask my opinion!" Ji Wuxiu was not present, Yang Di seemed to change his temper suddenly, his hands trembled, and he breathed Hasty, seems to be really angry.

"At the beginning, you were afraid that I would be trapped by love and forget the big things, but now he is dead and gone, and he won't hinder me, and won't hinder me, so, can't you help me this time?" Yang Xiao was very unwilling to mention it. When it came to Su Yixuan's death, he didn't want to mention it, didn't want to think about it, as if he could deceive himself that he was still alive.

"It's a big event, thanks to the fact that you still remember this big event, let me ask you, what have you done in the past few months?" Yang Di seemed to be about to fall while sitting, but he wouldn't fall. Xiao knelt in front of him, looking at him indifferently.

"I..." Yang Xiao was speechless. After going out for a few months, he really didn't do anything.

"Why, I found out that I didn't do anything? Then what qualifications do you have to let me help you!" Yang Xiao was very dissatisfied with Yang Di's tone of blaming his subordinates, but he was indeed his father. Why is this father Worse than a servant to him?

"Father, there is a question that I have wanted to ask since I was very young." Yang Xiao looked up at Yang Di, the eyes that longed for the real answer were still ignored, but this did not make Yang Xiao shut up.

"Do you really love my mother, or am I not your own? I think you have never treated me like the attitude a father should have towards his son. You will still do it when my mother is still there." You put on a show, but A Niang is gone, you don’t even make a show, I’m different from those people, I’m not your pawn or your tool, I’m your son!” Thinking of the past grievances, I never dared What he said was spoken at such a time of crisis today, he, Yang Xiao, didn't think too much at the moment, all he wanted was an answer.

"You just need to remember that your surname is Yang. For the rest, you will understand after the matter is over." Yang Di said lightly, and lay down by himself after speaking.

"I now…"

"There is no need to say more, let's go down and bury him!" After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, as if he was too tired to do any unnecessary actions.

Yang Xiao had just said a few words before they were cut off, and he was anxious, but when he heard Yang Di's words, he was stunned again. He hadn't thought that this person who had always made himself unfeeling to others would actually compromise this time.

This means that there is still room for relaxation in the relationship between their father and son?

Yang Xiao didn't know, all he knew was that this was his first compromise, rare, extremely rare.

Seeing that Yang Di was going to rest, Yang Xiao said excitedly "Thank you dad" and left the room. The moment he closed the door, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

If Yang Di didn't agree, it is estimated that Su Yixuan would be exposed to the wilderness the next day after he was buried.Yang Di never liked someone being buried here. When his senior sister died, he planned to transport it out for burial. Finally, after thinking about it, he decided to give his senior sister an inch of pure land to rest in peace.Perhaps in Yang Di's view, the soil here is used to bury people, as if it is tarnishing the beauty of this place.

There are not many servants in Peach Blossom Valley, about a dozen or so, almost all of them are in the main house, and Baili and others in the side house are self-reliant except for eating.

Su Yixuan's funeral was simple but delicate.On the day of the funeral, Yang Xiao also wore a red dress, which looked the same as Su Yixuan's, like a wedding dress, maybe Yang Xiao hoped to bring Su Yixuan back, and then wear the wedding dress to worship, but Now that the wedding dress is put on, the other person will not say a word.

Although the person in Su Yixuan's heart is not Yang Xiao, but the ending he has been longing for is to fulfill him.

Su Jin and Su Yixuan were buried together, but only Su Yixuan lives in other people's hearts, Su Jin is just a passerby to them, what a passerby should do, so that she can rest in the ground, there is a place to "cover" Wind and rain", it's almost there.

It seems that when people are sad, the weather is always suitable for the occasion. On midsummer's day, when the coffin was built, the heavy rain poured down, washing the soil and stinging the heart.

A group of people stood in the rain, some of them could cry for him.

He used to be the carefree and beloved younger brother of the family, and he was also the playboy who attracted attention and was praised by others. He was the piece of regret and protection that Ji Wuxiu lacked in his heart, and it was something Yang Xiao couldn't get rid of in his whole life. heart stab...

Yun Shi, Feng Miao, how are you going to pay it back!

Mu Hanqing stood behind them without Feng Miao. Since he sent Mu Hanqing there that night, no one has seen Feng Miao again, not even Mu Hanqing himself.

Ji Wuxiu didn't know whether Mu Hanqing's so-called "I don't know" was true or not, but he still had some doubts in his heart, Feng Miao was Mu Hanqing's person, how could he not know!

Just when everyone was about to go back, in the heavy rain, a person's figure was blurred, staggering in the invisible line of sight, as if he would fall down at any time.

That was Feng Miao, he finally appeared.

Ji Wuxiu's folding fan was held in his hand, and he disappeared in an instant. Mu Hanqing followed Ji Wuxiu almost at the same time. He didn't quite understand what Ji Wuxiu wanted to do.Sure enough, when Ji Wuxiu stopped, the folding fan was pointed at Mu Hanqing's throat, and behind him was Feng Miao.

"Wuxiu, what exactly do you want to do?" Mu Hanqing's voice was very clear in Ji Wuxiu's ears, even if it was raining heavily and the sound of the rain was noisy, Ji Wuxiu could still hear it clearly.

"What do I want to do? Don't you know? He owes you to kill someone!" Ji Wuxiu roared, and everyone standing here could hear his words.

Mu Hanqing clenched his fists, and then slowly let them go. The rain had already soaked their clothes, and their messy hair was sticking to their faces. Ji Wuxiu's eyes were red, looking at Mu Hanqing's eyes, he squeezed tightly lip.

"You know that Feng Miao has been with me for 20 years, and you let me watch you take his life in front of me?" Mu Hanqing protected Feng Miao, with endless helplessness and pity in his eyes.

Is it Feng Miao or Ji Wuxiu who he feels pity for?

Ji Wuxiu still maintained that movement, and when he heard Mu Hanqing's words, he suddenly smiled, in the rain-blurred vision, Ji Wuxiu smiled very disappointed.

"Can you just watch me being killed by him in front of you?"

"It's different, Wuxiu, he can't kill you. If you insist on doing this...don't force me to turn against you!"

"Yes, he couldn't kill me, so Su Yixuan died, and died for me!" As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, Ji Wuxiu suddenly laughed, ridicule, disappointment, and disgust were all in it, anyone could hear it come out. "I force you? Mu Hanqing, Mu Hanqing, you are willing to give me the entire Lingxiao Palace, now I only want one person, are you reluctant?"

"What about you!" Listening to Ji Wuxiu's words, Mu Hanqing felt a twinge of pain in his heart. What did Ji Wuxiu think of him? An unreasonable person with no promises, it turned out that he was so unreasonable in his mind. Trustworthy and entrusted? "If you kill him, don't you owe anyone? Wuxiu, let it go!"

"Let go, then ask the person behind you if he let go. That night in Peach Blossom Town, he was obviously not under control, but he still wanted to kill me. If it wasn't for Yixuan, it would be me who was lying in the coffin without a sound When the time comes, will you tell me to let me go? I’m afraid you don’t know yet. When I was in Liaocheng, someone came to report to me that you were trapped on the mountain and it was very dangerous. Successfully helping you out of danger, I thought it was Yun Shi, but later Yun Shi denied it, so I was thinking, who is so kind, or wants me to die." The folding fan in Ji Wuxiu's hand finally deviated from Mu Han Qing's throat pointed at Feng Miao across the side of his neck.

"It wasn't until that night that I realized that your childhood sweetheart has always wanted to kill me."

Mu Hanqing lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking about Ji Wuxiu's words.

"Today, I killed him, and you kill me again, isn't that a good thing? Let's clean up!"