Chapter 231 Jin丨Exclusively published by Jiang Wenxue

After living in the palace for a few days, Gong Jiu felt the inconvenience deeply, as if he had suddenly lost the opportunity to be alone, and outsiders might break in at any time.

He had not yet become a prince, and the palace servants were also restrained and not allowed to move freely.

Recalling the past palace, there were guards, eunuchs and palace maids everywhere. They were very quiet when they were on duty, just like the rockery on the roadside, not attracting any attention at all. But they are human beings, and if you really treat people as stones, you will always suffer.

Gong Jiu has not slept well these days. Every day when he opens his eyes, he either catches people or kills people. He is under great mental pressure and wants to vent.

He endured for a long time, and finally had the chance to go home. Fearing to disturb his brother next to him, he took the beating with great restraint, and only used his eyes to signal the other party to use more force. There was almost no other sound except the sound of breathing and the sound of the whip hitting his body.

In the yard separated by a wall, Ximen Chuxue's expression became more confused.

"Is he competing with others?"

Xue Chen said lazily, "Almost."

System: [You call this almost? ]

Ximen Chuxue got up and prepared to go to the next door to take a look.

Xue Chen: "It's best not to disturb him at this time. When he is ready, he will come to my place immediately."

Ximen Chuxue sat back.

He is not a very curious person in life, but he is eager to learn about swordsmanship. In order to learn swordsmanship better, he even studied medicine.

Xue Chen did not speak, and there was no one outside. The room was very quiet, and the faint sounds next door seemed to become clearer.

Ximen Chuxue listened for a while: "Whip?"

Xue Chen: "Yeah."

It is not difficult to hear some emotion in Ximen Chuxue's calm tone, "I didn't expect him to be good at this."

He is loyal to the sword and has never touched any weapon other than the sword.

In Ximen Chuxue's cognition, being able to "kill with both sword and sword" like Dugu Yihe is already amazing. All kinds of weapons have different paths but the same destination, which refers to the experience gained during learning. If you really want to be proficient in one and all, the energy and time required are immeasurable. It is amazing to be proficient in one or two.

The whip is flexible, and is very different from the sword. It can be said that there is no similarity between them.

Genius.

This is the only thought in Ximen Chuxue's mind. He is full of fighting spirit.

Xue Lian is a rare opponent!

Ximen Chuxue: "How is his whip?"

Xue Chen curled his lips: "Not bad."

Ximen Chuxue was very satisfied. It seems that Xue Lian did not abandon his swordsmanship because of practicing the whip.

Half an hour later, Gong Jiu came over.

He had just finished bathing, with the fragrance of soapberry on his body, white clothes, sword eyebrows and star eyes, cold and sharp temperament, and a sense of oppression.

He came in a hurry and probably didn't have time to talk to other people in the mansion. He was stunned for a moment after seeing Ximen Chuxue, "This..."

Xue Chen stood up and said softly: "Master Ximen has been thinking about you since he said goodbye to you last time, so he came here specially to discuss swordsmanship with you. It happened that you were not here, so I kept him for a few more days."

Gong Jiu didn't know that his brother and Ximen Chuxue had met at the door of his house, but he knew that his brother had pretended to be him to go to the Nameless Island to handle affairs. He heard from his subordinates that his brother had a high fever after returning because he caught a cold while appreciating plum blossoms at Wanmei Villa.

Since the eldest brother didn't want Ximen Chuxue to know who he was really interacting with, there was no need for him to expose it.

Gong Jiu's eyes were sharp: "A few days?"

System: [Is this what he is concerned about! Ximen Chuxue looked like he was about to break. 】

Xue Chen glanced at Ximen Chuxue, it was very normal, not much different from just now: [You are too good at imagining.]

Xue Chen: "Master Ximen came after you entered the palace. If he had come a little earlier, he should have been able to meet you."

Gong Jiu: "Where does he live?"

Xue Chen: "The guest room where Xie Heng used to live."

Gong Jiu felt relieved.

System: [Is his possessiveness over you a little too strong?]

Xue Chen: [Twins, very normal.]

In fact, in Xue Chen's heart, Gong Jiu is just like his own aliases, and he is closer to him because he uses the same face. Xue Chen will not miss any opportunity to get close to his brother, and his original body and several aliases take turns to be around him.

Gong Jiu's whereabouts were also completely transparent to him. Xue Chen explained to the system that he was afraid that Gong Jiu was doing something behind his back. In fact, only he knew what he was thinking.

Twins should live like one person!

Otherwise, why would he feel ashamed because his younger brother was too perverted?

Maybe he played the role too successfully. The system did not regard the vest as the same person as him. It lost the reference and failed to notice it.

Ximen Chuxue was not disappointed because Gong Jiu's attention was diverted as the system imagined. He thought this was Gong Jiu's way of hospitality as a host, and nodded to Gong Jiu, "Long time no see, how have you been recently?"

When the eldest brother pretends to be himself, he will definitely imitate his own personality. Just get along with him as usual.

Gong Jiu replied naturally: "I was busy with trivial matters for a few days. Everything else is fine. Why did you come here at this time?"

Ximen Chuxue felt that he had more murderous intent than the last time they met, like a sharp sword unsheathed, with a lingering smell of blood. It must be because of those "trivial matters".

Ximen Chuxue said lightly: "Someone told me that there is unrest in the capital recently."

Gong Jiu's eyes dimmed: "So you rushed to see me?"

"I just don't want to get involved in these things."

Xue Chen heard some regret in Ximen Chuxue's tone, and estimated that when he returned, he might question his biological father who tricked him to come here.

Things were clear at this point.

Xue Chen asked: "What's going on outside? Will you leave again after you come back this time?"

Gong Jiu: "Basically everything has been settled. I will still live at home before I ascend the throne, but I have to go to the palace to handle official business during the day."

Xue Chen nodded: "Master Ximen came to you specifically to discuss swordsmanship, we can't let him go in vain, you should take a rest, and when you have recovered your energy, discuss swordsmanship with him."

Gong Jiu: "Okay."

Ximen Chuxue: "I will stay on the second floor of Hefangzhai temporarily. If you are ready, you can let me know at any time."

Since you have a place to live and it is so close to the palace, why do you still want to stay at my house?

Gong Jiu was very obedient and stopped stopping his brother from making friends, but he still couldn't help feeling unhappy because his brother divided his energy with other people.

He said coldly: "Tomorrow."

Ximen Chuxue: "If you think highly of me, you should show your best appearance."

Gong Jiu: "I..."

Xue Chen: "Ahem."

Gong Jiu immediately changed his words: "Then three days later."

Ximen Chuxue: "Good."

After staying in Taiping Palace for nearly ten days, Ximen Chuxue was finally able to leave.

Without the outsiders around, Gong Jiu relaxed a little. He sat down next to Xue Chen, "Brother, do you know what I was going to say just now?"

Xue Chen: "It's just that you really look down on him."

"Brother, you are really good at predicting things." Gong Jiu praised, "He is just a gangster. Even if he has a little reputation, it's nothing great. He came uninvited, and the host was not at home. He stayed for so long, and troubled you to entertain him. He can be called a bad guest. Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself? Just send him away."

Xue Chen looked at him for a while and suddenly laughed.

Gong Jiu was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm in a good mood." Xue Chen touched the face that looked exactly like his own, "Have the injuries on your body healed?"

"Yeah."

Xue Chen poured him a glass of water.

Gong Jiu stared at the cup for a while, and asked nervously: "You won't scold me?"

Xue Chen: "I figured out something recently."

System: [What's the matter?]

Xue Chen: [It's none of your business, go play.]

The system hummed in grievance, and remained silent obediently for fear of being locked up in a small dark room.

Xue Chen: "No matter how the world judges, whether it is positive or not, we should accept our true selves."

Us?

The real self?

Will my brother be as self-loathing as him?

Gong Jiu pondered for a long time, smiled faintly, held the teacup, and drank slowly.

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"Brother, I know you've been wronged these days, but I'm doing this for the sake of our sect. It's better for you to stay under the bed for a few days than for us to kill each other, right?"

Di Feijing lay on the bed with a high pillow under his neck, looking at him motionlessly.

"Didn't Lei Shuo say anything? If the master knew, he might even flatter me. Brother, please forgive me."

Di Feijing still said nothing.

Yuan Feishuang began to tease, and stretched out his tone: "Brother."

Di Feijing closed his eyes silently.

Yuan Feishuang climbed onto the bed, pressed against his chest, and hugged him, "Brother, brother, brother, I really know I was wrong. If you forgive me, just look at me and I will unblock your acupuncture points."

System: [I knew something was wrong, it turns out you haven't unblocked his acupuncture points yet! Is there anyone who would beg you like this?]

Xue Chen: [It's OK as long as it works.]

Di Feijing still didn't look at him.

Yuan Feishuang pulled his eyelids and forced him to open his eyes. Di Feijing was so angry that he lost his temper and was full of helplessness.

Yuan Feishuang: "You can't hit me after you can move."

After unilaterally agreeing with his brother, Yuan Feishuang unblocked his acupuncture points.

Di Feijing sat up with his arms supported.

He hadn't moved for nearly ten days, and his joints made a faint sound when he exerted force.

Yuan Feishuang felt even more guilty, lowering her head and not daring to look at him.

Lying on the bed, Di Feijing could barely look at his junior fellow apprentice. After sitting up, he could only look down at the embroidery on the quilt shyly.

"Since you don't think you are wrong, why do you feel so guilty?"

Di Feijing's voice was weak and intermittent, as if he couldn't breathe, not strong at all, but it sounded terrible to Yuan Feishuang.

"I shouldn't have stuffed you under the bed." He whispered, paused, and his voice became even smaller, "I shouldn't have forgotten about you when I was busy."

These days, Di Feijing was tied up tightly with ropes, unable to move at all, and had no way to call for help. He was only free for a moment when Yuan Feishuang came back.

Yuan Feishuang was sometimes so busy that he couldn't even take care of himself. He could only come back on time six days out of ten, and basically only come once a day at other times.

The person he treated like this was his closest senior brother, how could he not feel guilty?

Di Feijing was surprised to understand his thoughts, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

In his opinion, the grievances he suffered physically were the most insignificant. Compared to this, the death of Cai Jing, the future of Liufenbantang, and the changes in the court situation were all more important than himself.

Di Feijing was not really angry with him, but just hoped that he could realize the consequences of this unauthorized action.

I really don't know whether to say that my junior brother is still childish or that he cares too much about me.