Fellow!Stop!

"Mother, don't cry." After Xuan Yi finished his poisonous oath, seeing the tears on the face of his always proud and reserved mother, he hurriedly moved to her and hugged her.

How alert Nangong Ying was, even though his heart was in great pain, he still quietly told the secret to his only son in his arms with this posture in a voice that only he could hear.Even in Wangchenju, where I have lived for more than ten years, I cannot relax my vigilance at any time.

After finishing speaking, Xuan Yi knelt down on the ground with a plop.After the shock, a pair of peach blossom eyes, which were not small at all, opened even wider, and the color on his face gradually lost its color, turning pale as paper.He finally knew what his mother had been burdening for so many years, and why he was required to hold back his edge since he was a child.Just when he was young, he couldn't show off his amazing skills in front of others wantonly. It was impossible to say that he was not wronged.

However, at this moment, he realized that he was wronged in life, and his mother must have been wronged more than him.In the past, I always quarreled with my mother because of grievances, but now I think about how naive I am.Which mother doesn't want her child to be the king of the world, to become a dragon and phoenix in the world, to walk in front of the world openly, to be admired by thousands of people and admired by thousands of people in the vast world.But if he really doesn't care about it like this, how many disputes, how many killings will be caused, and how many lives will be sacrificed.

Such willfulness, their mother and son, can't do it.

"Mother, mother, I know I was wrong. From now on, I will never hold any resentment in my heart, and I will never get angry with you again." Xuan Yi couldn't stop the shock and guilt in his heart, hugged Nangong Ying and started to cry.He has a cheerful temperament and a youthful temperament, and he can't control his emotional ups and downs well, so no matter whether he is happy or sad, he doesn't know how to hide it in front of Nangong Ying.After crying for a while, I calmed down and gradually stopped crying.But the shoulders were still shrugging, the skin around the eyebrows was a light peach color, and there were still wet tears in the corners of the eyes.Maybe I also feel a little ashamed. Such a big boy is still crying, so he lies in Nangong Ying's arms and refuses to look up.

It was already early summer, and the south wind was blowing at night, blowing the sound of the crabapple trees outside the window of Wangchenju.Although the blooming period has passed, there are still a few begonias that bloom late, quietly revealing their fragrance in the gentle and warm summer wind.The fragrance of flowers floated in through the gaps of the small carved windows, lingering around the mother and child in the house for a long time.

Nangong Ying hugged him and patted him gently, only at this moment was he in the mood to enjoy the joy of reunion after mother and child had been separated for many days.A warm feeling slowly flowed into the eyes along the heart, covering up the original look of sadness: "Silly son, you still cry at such an age. Wouldn't it be a joke for others to see it."

"Jokes are jokes, mothers don't think their sons are ugly!" Xuan Yi snorted stubbornly, with a strong nasal sound in his voice.

"Get up, pack up and go to rest. It's rare to come back, so stay with me for a few days before leaving." Nangong Ying patted his head lightly, and pampered him with some messy hair.

"Okay, I won't leave these few days. I will depend on my mother every day, so don't find me annoying." Xuan Yi chuckled, scratched his face, and began to speak glibly again.However, the light peach-colored eyes and brows clearly looked like they had just cried, and this crying and laughing was a bit funny.

Nangong Ying saw that he was no longer short, and still looked naughty when he was a child, so he smiled and cursed softly: "Pi Houer, look at you stupid. Go and rest."

"Mother, lie down quickly, and I'll go back now. I'll see you tomorrow." After tossing around in the middle of the night, Xuan Yi remembered that he hadn't had time to eat since noon, and this time he solved a major problem. Unable to live up to expectations, he began to grunt and protest, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen after a few instructions.

As expected of a cultivator of immortals, Nangong Ying recovered a lot after one night.Besides, it was not a disease at first, she exercised her spirit and adjusted her breathing for a while, and she was able to sit up by herself the next day.

A few days later, under the careful care and company of Li Qiu and Xuan Yi, Nangong Ying was able to walk as usual.

Xuan Yi saw that Nangong Ying's body was recovering well, and his mood was not to mention how beautiful it was.In the past few days at home, I slept soundly and ate well, and after a few days, I also rested and became more vigorous.On this day, after having lunch with Xuan Boxi and Nangong Ying, he changed into a light black suit with a bow and arrow on his back and made an appointment with Xuan Yu to go hunting in the back mountain to exercise his hands and feet.

Who would have thought that Gang and Xuan Yu would be summoned when they entered the door carrying large and small pheasants and roe deer.

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master!"

"Xuanbo, what's the matter?" Xuan Yu saw the concierge hurriedly waving at them, jogged over, then turned around and stopped to look at the people coming.

"I have met the young master. Second young master, I have your letter and some medicinal materials along with it."

"Thank you, Uncle Xuan." Xuan Yi took the letter and the package in bewilderment.As soon as the letter was signed, he immediately laughed, opened the letter with a smile, took a quick look, and said, "Hey! This kid is quite caring, obviously he sent it by himself, and he also brought a copy of his sister. Sure enough, it's ulterior motives."

After Xuan Yi finished speaking, he touched his chin.With an evil twist at the corner of his mouth, he put the letter in his arms and put it close to his body.Carrying the medicinal materials, he walked away.

"Yi'er, who is the letter?"

"It's a good friend I made recently, Li Duanchun, from Gusu. He sent letters and medicinal materials to express condolences to my mother."

Xuan Yu listened, but said nothing.Nod your head and walk forward.

The two had just walked a few feet away when they heard Uncle Xuan's voice coming from behind them.They turned around together and saw Xuan Bo running forward panting and staggering with another bag of things in his arms.

"Xuanbo..." Xuan Yi blushed when he saw him running, panting like a bellows, felt a little bit sorry.

"I've met the young master. Hehe...Second young master, I have your letter and package again."

Xuan Yi wondered who it was this time, but he couldn't help but feel a little proud, why do so many people miss me these days when I come back by myself?It seems that my popularity is really good?

Two letters were handed over, one was from Xuanrui, in which he briefly wrote about his condolences to his mother and the progress of some initial courses.

On the other letter, seeing the correct and elegant font on it, Xuan Yi knew who wrote it without reading it.

Meng Che, Meng Lixue.

This really made Xuan Yi stunned, quite surprised.Obviously when the two separated, they were not happy.He was driven away without even bothering to say goodbye.

"Yi'er, who is this letter from?"

"Oh!" Xuan Yi was called out by Xuan Yu before he came back to his senses. "It's the young gentleman of the Meng family. I have a little friendship with him...well, but it's not very good." Now it shouldn't be too good... Xuan Yi thought about it, frowned, and didn't say the last thing. Say this half sentence.

"Are you talking about Meng Che, the unicorn son of the world who is highly rated among the juniors of the fairy family?" Xuan Yu couldn't help opening his eyes wide after hearing Xuan Yi's words.Meng Che is notoriously cold-tempered, and it's rare to hear of anyone he's on good terms with.

"Uh... that's him." Xuan Yi looked a little embarrassed, opened the letter and read it carefully.After reading the contents of the letter, it was obvious that it was the man's style, polite, indifferent and polite to express condolences to my mother's condition.However, being able to write to him and send medicinal materials, does it mean that he is no longer angry?Or, as he said before, things that he couldn't figure out before are now figured out?

Xuan Yu looked at Xuan Yi with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and his shining eyes as he read the messenger, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart for a moment.Unexpectedly, in just a few months, Xuan Yi actually made friends with the young man of the Meng family.Although Yi'er doesn't admit it, but if it's an ordinary friendship, how could he send letters and medicinal materials after seeing each other for a few days?

Let's wait for Rui'er to come back another day, and ask carefully.Xuan Yu frowned unconsciously, ripples of worry about the threat to the Patriarch's position rippled in her heart.