Chapter 66 Stop Fighting
The shadow responded: "Yes." As soon as the voice finished, the person disappeared, as if he had never been here.

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"Come here, drive Weiyang Palace." It was getting late, and it was time for him to accompany his Meijiao~mother. Thinking of his Meijiao~mother, Nangong Yan Xixie~mei raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and her brows were full of tears. Unabashed affection ~ love.

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That night, the atmosphere in Hou Ye's mansion was oppressive, making everyone trembling, for fear of offending this living Hades.

Nangong Yanchen sat directly in Han Xiao's boudoir, looking at her, or staring at her.

He wanted to know what was different about Han Xiao, and why he was reluctant to part with her.

He wanted to know what was so attractive about Han Xiao, and why Situ Qingyu, who had always been dull, would rebel because of her.

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Of course, Nangong Yanchen couldn't be the only one in Han Xiao's room this night, and Han Haoyu who wholeheartedly supported him.

Han Haoyu was sitting opposite Nangong Yanchen, and he was staring at him.

Han Haoyu absolutely did not allow Nangong Yanchen to hurt Han Xiao at all.

But looking at it now, he felt more and more that Nangong Yanchen was completely unattractive, and it was no wonder that Han Xiao wanted to make peace with him.

It was just right for him to leave, and he used Nangong Yanchen to dispel Situ Qingyu's thoughts, so Han Xiao belonged to him alone.

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Outside Han Xiao's room, Situ Qingyu, who had his arms bandaged, leaned against the wall with his hands wrapped around his ears, and focused on every move in the room.

If Nangong Yanchen is doing something that makes Han Xiao resist, he will never show mercy, even if they are... brothers.

For love, he is willing to live for himself and live with himself.

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Everyone had their own thoughts, but Han Xiao, who was a person at that time, had a calm face. She sat on the bed with her clothes together, leaning against the edge of the bed, nodding her head for a while, and then nodding for a while.

There's no way, I've really tossed enough today, and she's really tired, very tired.

But before she fell asleep, she thought, with Situ Qingyu and Han Haoyu around, she believed that Nangong Yanchen would not do anything excessive.

Sleepy, tired, close your eyes and rest.

It was getting dark and the moon was rising. It was time to play chess with Duke Zhou.

The anger in the room was very strange, especially the sleeping Han Xiao, which made the anger even more weird and subtle.

"Don't fight anymore, I'm... tired." Han Xiao, who was sleeping soundly, was still persuading the previous fight.

As she fell asleep, her voice was waxy and sweet. Such a beautiful voice was embedded in the hearts of the three of them.

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"Knock knock!!!"

"Come in." A voice as mellow as old wine came from inside the room.

Yuyi, dressed in white, pushed open the door, holding a sword in one hand and a food plate in the other: "Master, I see that you haven't eaten at night. These are some light snacks that I ordered the kitchen to make. You can eat some."

As soon as Yu put the food plate on the table, she never left her sword, even the long sword in her hand now.

Even if she is sometimes asked to put down the sword in her hand, it is definitely within her sight.

In the words of Na Yuyi: The sword is the essence of the swordsman. If the essence is gone, the swordsman still has the sword.

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Xuanyuan Minglang glanced at the meals on the table, they were all light side dishes, so he moved the stool and sat in front of the table.

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(End of this chapter)

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