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Not to mention Wei Qing, even Liu Xuanzhi rushed to Liu Yuan's place dragging his wounded body, just to ask "Is it true or not that I want to get married"?
The bridegroom officer is so confused, I am afraid that he is the only one in the whole Wei Dynasty.

"You seem to have a lot of thoughts about your marriage."

As soon as Liu Xuanzhi saw his second uncle when she was young, she was afraid, her legs were soft, but this time she was stubborn, "I know that my marriage cannot be completely decided by my heart, but second uncle, I will not marry A member of the royal family."

His gaze was firmer than ever before, "Especially Ji Xuewei."

The corners of Liu Yuan's mouth drooped, which made him very majestic and unreasonable, "Why?"

He only gave two words.

However, Liu Xuanzhi thought of a thousand words, and when he saw Liu Yuan, he couldn't express all the words that he would say.

It's useless, those excuses can't impress his second uncle.

Liu Xuanzhi supported the nearest chair and sat down. He lifted his robe, revealing those ugly wounds with scabs in front of his second uncle.

Deep bone visible, almost fatal injuries.

At this time, Liu Xuanzhi was no longer the surly Duke of Shangjing, nor the young master of the Liu family that everyone avoided, but just a child of an elder who simply exposed his wounds.

This looks strange and familiar.

Many, many years ago, when Liu Yuan brought that child back to Liu's mansion, that child also showed him his clothes in the same way.

Liu Yuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and the urgent letter sent from thousands of miles away was not as shocking as the one before him.

"Second Uncle blames me for not being good at learning?" Liu Xuanzhi smiled wryly, "But Second Uncle only taught me moves, but he forgot that the most subtle move is attacking the heart."

Liu Xuanzhi looked bitter and depressed, "They let the killer pretend to be a child who was whipped and sold, and abused me like cats and dogs without any scruples."

"Second Uncle, how many people know about my past?"

The identity of the person behind this carefully arranged behind-the-scenes is clearly revealed.

"Second Uncle, I will not marry a member of the royal family. I told you when you took me back to the Liu family that one day, if possible, I would kill all the royal family of Wei with my own hands!"

Liu Xuanzhi's expression was indifferent, he was emotionally stable, and his eyes were clear, but this flower was more sinister than any time he was delirious, mad and violent.

No matter how prosperous the Liu family is, no matter how prosperous and rich it is, it can't hide the dense memorial tablets in the ancestral hall, and there are only two people left in the Liu family.

One is the posthumous son of the brothel.

One is a court felony slave.

This Liu family, once the bones were not cold, the family was empty, and the winter was cold, but it was not as deep-rooted as the emperor's thoughts.

Snow fell from the sky.

One by one, it fell on the translucent window paper.

Gu Aman drank hot tea and soaked in the bath water boiled from grapefruit leaves. From a long distance, he could smell the aroma of chicken soup simmering on Xia Chun's stove.

She put down the cup and twisted the hot towel to cover her face, every pore of her comfort was about to open.

This is life.

Before in Liangzhou, it was like licking blood with the tip of a knife with trepidation, but now that I am relaxed and tired, I can't help but be afraid for a while.

"Xia Chun! Xia Chun?"

Xia Chun came in with a spoon, "Master, is the water cold?" He said as he lifted the bucket on the side to add water to Gu Aman.

"The water temperature is just right." Gu Aman said, "I just want to ask you, how many chickens were killed today?"

Xia Chun pursed her lips and smiled when she heard the words, "I know the master has suffered a lot outside, but I have prepared several, and I am ready to take care of them and satisfy my hunger."

Gu Aman didn't think that he was a foodie in Xia Chun's eyes, "That's not necessary, I just heard people say that this chicken soup is the best for nourishing Qi and blood. Thinking of Liu Xuanzhi's serious injury this time, plan to send him some?"

"It's ok. Since it's not snowing much, I'll have someone send it to my adoptive father and let him hand it over."

Xia Chun said and asked again, "Master, do you want to send some other things over? The Liu Mansion is big, but it's a bit deserted. The Duke likes to be lively. I'm afraid this injury will be suffocated." .”

next to it?

"What else is in the kitchen?"

Xia Chun tilted her head and counted, "Master brought back a lot of things this time. I tried to make some pastries. I thought I would bring them when I went to the old lady's place, but I gave them a taste for the Duke."

"He's drinking medicine, don't put too sweet and too cold snacks for him, just put some warming ones."

Thinking of the dim sum that Xia Chun had just made and sent it to Liu Xuanzhi for nothing before he could eat it, Gu Aman was a little unhappy.

"That's all."

Gu Aman came out wrapped in a cotton towel, washed her skin with warm water, and the lotus wind exposed her beauty. Xia Chun couldn't help swallowing at that moment's beautiful spring scenery.

Gu Aman adjusted her stupid look, and laughed a little, "Every day, I don't know what I'm thinking stupidly."

Xia Chun, who had reacted, hurried over to help her. The two masters and servants were young, and sometimes they spoke casually. Similarly, the servant girl is a woman, and she can't bear it."

Gu Aman listened amusedly, "If I were a fairy, then my wife would be like a fairy."

She poked Xia Chun's forehead with her fingertips, "You, a little girl who has never seen the world, think I look good."

"What this slave girl said is true." Xia Chun thought about Mrs. Ru's appearance, then looked at her master, bit her finger and hesitated for a moment, "I don't know if all good-looking people are similar, but in fact, master looks like Mrs. Ru Yes, um... If Mrs. Ru were younger than ten years, she would probably be born similar to the master."

What if there is a little servant girl who likes to boast about herself?
Gu Aman: What else can I do?Pet it!
"Don't keep thinking about making food for me. I brought you so many things from outside. It's useless for you to take them apart and wear them?"

Xia Chun shrinks her neck guiltily, "It's too precious, if I wear it all, I'll still look like a maid." She shook her head repeatedly and refused, "No, no, master, you just want to drive me away from you."

As soon as Xia Chun said that, she ran to the stove to pack the chicken soup.

Boss Xia, who is obviously well-off and well-known in the wealthy circle of Shangjing, likes to wash his hands to make soup and serve as a maid for a worthless master.

Gu Aman sighed.

I don't know if it's the master who doesn't live up to it, or the slave who doesn't live up to it
There were many braziers in the room, not only did she not feel cold, but she was sweating thinly on her forehead. Gu Aman, who had put on a thick cotton coat, was about to open the window to see the snow.

The snow outside the house was blowing in with the cool wind, she shrank her neck, and just about to close it, even a figure stepped on the snow and moonlight, like a lonely shadow on the cold river, outside the courtyard.

People stand on the thin snow, but there is no trace on the ground.

Gu Aman's heart tightened, and he reached out to touch the hand crossbow beside him, but when he saw the black shadow's face clearly, he was slightly taken aback.

"...Liu Yuan?"

(End of this chapter)