Su Xuan's expression remained unchanged.

Su Li was furious: "Jade-faced Rakshasa? My fourth brother? Wei Ting, is your brain broken or is my hearing broken? My fourth brother can't even kill a chicken, how can he be the number one killer, Jade-faced Rakshasa?"

Su Xuan spread his hands and smiled quietly: "General Wei thinks too highly of me."

Su Li nodded and said to Wei Ting: "Yes, even if you doubt me, it is better than doubting my fourth brother."

Su Xiaoxiao gave Su Li a sidelong glance: "How do you look like the Jade-faced Rakshasa? Are you all male?"

Su Li: “…”

"Little follower, have you finished talking to Su Xuan? Eh? Where is he?"

Princess Hui'an looked around and came to the back door.

She looked at Wei Ting and Su Li who appeared out of nowhere, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Are you... together? This is--"

Su Li had been sleeping in the open air all the way and was so exhausted that it was horrible to look at. Princess Hui'an did not recognize her at first.

Su Li recognized her.

Then he was even more surprised.

He looked at Princess Hui'an, then at his fourth brother.

If he wasn't dazzled, then they both came out of the same yard, right?

His fourth brother and Princess Hui'an——

He was shocked: "Fourth Brother! You kidnapped Princess Hui'an to Southern Xinjiang?!"

Su Xuan: “…”

Princess Hui'an: "..."

Su Xiaoxiao burst out laughing.

Now it feels like we are real brothers.

Young man, you are right, it was your fourth brother who kidnapped the cute Hui'an girl! Princess Hui'an said seriously, "I came here on my own! Your fourth brother is my escort!"

Su Li looked like she didn't believe it.

With his weak body, he was still being used as a bodyguard? It was good enough that others didn't protect him.

I don’t know how my fourth brother and Princess Hui’an eloped to southern Xinjiang. He is such a worrying brother!

Su Li had already made up her mind about their relationship and would not accept any form of rebuttal.

Wei Ting looked at Su Xuan with deep eyes: "Excuse me, can you please talk to me for a moment?"

Su Xuan smiled: "Okay. Princess, please take my brother and sister into the yard and let them rest for a while."

After hearing this, Su Li became more certain about the relationship between the two. It was definitely the tone of the male master commanding the female master!

Princess Hui'an didn't think much about it and took Su Xiaoxiao and Su Li to the main hall.

Wei Ting and Su Xuan came to a big tree diagonally opposite.

The trees provide shade and a cool breeze blows.

Wei Ting changed his calm and nonchalant attitude and became cold: "Who are you?"

Su Xuan said calmly: "I am the fourth son of the Su family, Su Xuan."

Wei Ting said in a dangerous tone: "Su Xuan knows the elders of the Saint Maiden Hall? And he lives in their house? Su Xuan knows martial arts and came to assassinate my father in the middle of the night?"

Su Xuan smiled faintly: "I don't understand what you are saying."

Wei Ting said coldly: "Stop pretending, this trick of yours won't work on me."

Su Xuan sighed softly: "They really are a young couple. They say exactly the same things."

Princess Hui'an poked her head out of the back door and said, "Su Xuan, come here for a moment. The servants are out. I don't know how to make tea!"

“Here I come.”

Su Xuan followed suit and entered through the back door.

Wei Ting looked at his departing back, a cold look in his eyes.

Su Xiaoxiao and her companions did not stay in Elder Lou's house for too long. They sat there for half an hour and then left.

Princess Hui'an was a little unhappy.

Su Xiaoxiao promised to visit her again tomorrow, and her complexion looked a little better.

Wei Ting and Su Li sent Su Xiaoxiao back first, riding in the Cheng family's carriage.

In the carriage, Wei Ting said nothing.

Su Xiaoxiao thought of what he said about mistaking Su Xuan for Jade-faced Rakshasa, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it that similar?"

Su Li leaned against the car wall and said nonchalantly, "Are you talking about Jade-faced Rakshasa again? My fourth brother really doesn't know martial arts. When he was five years old, he had a serious illness that damaged his foundation. He will never be able to practice martial arts again in this life."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Ting.

Wei Ting didn't know what he was thinking about and didn't refute Su Li's words.

Su Xiaoxiao thought of what her second sister-in-law had told her: for a person with a damaged foundation to want to learn martial arts is no less than breaking every bone in the body and tearing all the tendons and veins.

That kind of extreme pain is simply not something any normal person can endure.

A young man from a noble family who lives a life of luxury and has never experienced inhuman pain and torture cannot cultivate such a strong character.

…

After Wei Ting and Su Li sent Su Xiaoxiao back to the Cheng family, they went to the shop on West Street to buy rice cakes for Wei Xiyue and Wei Xu.

Wei Xu was not picky about food, but he always ate a few more bites of rice cakes.

At this time, Wei Xu fell asleep in the house in Changliu Lane.

He spends most of the day sleeping.

It is better to fall asleep than to stay awake and suffer from the torture of drugs, so his family members generally don't bother him.

But just when Wei Xu was dozing off, a melodious flute sound came from not far away.

Wei Xu suddenly sat up, was stunned for a moment, got out of bed with a dull look in his eyes, opened the door and walked out.

Wei Liulang was repairing the kettle for Wei Xiyue in the yard.

She watered her father and the thorn flower three times a day, and even broke the kettle.

Wei Liulang heard the noise and turned around and said in surprise: "Dad, are you awake? Are you hungry? There is food in the kitchen. I can get you something—"

Before he could finish his words, Wei Xu suddenly leaped onto the roof, used his lightness skills and disappeared.

"father!"

Wei Liulang quickly put down the kettle and ran after him.

But how could he catch up with his father's lightness skills?

In the blink of an eye, his father disappeared!

…

Wei Xu followed the melodious flute sound and came to a desolate old street.

As night fell, the eaves blocked out the moonlight in the sky.

The woman playing the flute looked at the figure on the ground, stopped playing the flute, turned around and looked at Wei Xu: "You finally showed up, I have been looking for you in many places."

Wei Xu's eyes were dull and he didn't say anything.

The saint came up to him, looked him up and down, and walked around him.

He grabbed his wrist again and felt his pulse.

Then she frowned, "What happened? Why did your internal injuries get worse? Where did the burning energy come from? Did someone hurt you?"

The first person the saint thought of was the Jade-faced Rakshasa.

But soon, she shook her head again.

The Jade-faced Rakshasa's skills do not have any burning energy, on the contrary, it is an icy sword energy.

Adding new and old injuries together, and not having taken medicine for so many days, and having been suffering from the backlash of not taking medicine, he hasn't gone completely crazy.

Wei Xu's strength was beyond her expectations.

The saint took him into the carriage.

All puppets in the Holy Maiden Palace must be purified, with Wei Xu being an exception.

The saint has her own selfish desires and purposes.

There was no light in the car, but the roof was inlaid with huge luminous pearls. The soft pearl light fell, like a layer of cool gauze covering the faces of the two.

The saint put down the flute in her hand.

The King of Southern Xinjiang ordered her to send Wei Xu to the palace as soon as possible and put him under his personal care.

Before sending it there, she had one thing to do.

She pushed Wei Xu, who looked like a sculpture, onto the soft couch and covered her clothes with her white jade hands.

Please vote, love 　　The Saint's ambition for Daddy Wei is not her feelings, she is not a love-brained person.

(End of this chapter)