Chapter 124 Bringing Him Back to the World
Xihe looked at the bandages wrapped around Xiao Mingxuan and spoke first, "Does it hurt?"
Xiao Mingxuan immediately responded, "It hurts. Your archery skills are getting better and better."
Although he could not go out in these years, all the news about Xihe was delivered to his desk without any omission.
He knew that the little girl had taken Duke Xu as her master and inherited his unparalleled archery skills.
Xihe didn't say anything, but instead reached out and touched the wound. His eyes narrowed slightly and he used some strength under his hand.
A cry of pain escaped Xiao Mingxuan's lips, and blood gushed out, soaking the gauze. Perhaps because he used too much force, Xihe's fingertips were also stained with some blood.
Nangong Yan opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say a word.
These aunt and niece have the same temper.
"It hurts." The pain of the wound being deliberately opened was like being stabbed again. A few drops of sweat appeared on Xiao Mingxuan's forehead and flowed down his cheeks, but no one cared.
"Pain?" After a moment, Xihe suddenly chuckled, but there was no smile in her eyes. "So His Royal Highness Prince Jing also feels pain. I thought Prince Jing was an iron wall, but he is actually a piece of stone."
He calls her "Your Highness Prince Jing" all the time, and "This Princess" all the time. It seems as if there is an uncrossable Milky Way between them. They look at each other but can never go back to the way they were before.
Xiao Mingxuan knew that Xihe was angry, so he didn't dare to retort, for fear of angering her.
"Xihe, I..." Xiao Mingxuan wanted to say something else, but found that he didn't know where to start. The two people who used to talk about everything were now strangers to each other.
"I don't know where to begin?" Xihe seemed to know exactly what the other party wanted to say. "Since you don't know where to begin, why not listen to me?"
Xiao Mingxuan felt a sense of foreboding.
Xihe pried Xiao Mingxuan's hands apart little by little, trying to free her own hands.
Xiao Mingxuan's eyes narrowed and he used some strength in his hand. Xihe gave him a cold look and pressed hard on the already bleeding wound, causing the other party to cry out in pain. He subconsciously released his strength, and Xihe took advantage of this opportunity to quickly pull his hand out.
Unexpectedly, the little girl would be like this. Xiao Mingxuan was at a loss for a moment, so he used his injuries to gain sympathy, "Xihe, you are so cruel. If you hit me again, I am afraid I will really bleed to death."
"I shot the arrow and I saw the wound. Do you think anyone here knows your injury better than me?" Xihe acted blind and didn't notice the other party's pitiful expression, and spoke to himself.
Xiao Mingxuan laughed.
How could he forget that the little girl knew medical skills?
The two of them tacitly agreed not to speak again. Xiao Mingxuan was afraid of angering others, while Xihe was immersed in the meeting. A terrible silence filled the entire room.
In the hot July, the wind outside is also very hot and dry.
"Xiao Mingxuan, it's been ten years." The days were like this, and if you counted them carefully, it would feel extremely difficult. Sometimes, half asleep and half awake, Xihe couldn't tell whether it was Tianshuo or the spiritual world. "I once thought we would stay together forever like we did when we were young. It wasn't until the enemy was at the gate that I realized how wrong I was."
Xiao Mingxuan's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't speak.
Xihe smiled and sighed with regret, "You thought you hid it well, but I actually know everything. Qisha Pavilion, Lihua Palace, the assassination of Nanli on New Year's Eve that year, and the weapons sent to the imperial city at the bottom of the cliff were not sent to the Anyuan Palace at all, but were for you."
You think you are clever, but actually I did it willingly.
After the incident with Jiang Zhongguo, everyone, including Xihe, naturally thought that the batch of weapons was sent to the Anyuan Palace. The timing was just right.
If Emperor Jingyuan had not been careful and sent people to investigate, he would not have known that the real buyer of that batch of weapons was the ten-year-old Xiao Mingxuan.
Xiao Mingxuan lowered his head and asked in a hoarse voice, "What else do you know?"
Xihe pretended not to notice the other party's unusual behavior, but was too lazy to elaborate. "I know some things, but I forgot the details. But I want to know something else. Was the so-called pursuit on the cliff that year...you staged it yourself?"
Xiao Mingxuan was well aware of the severity of this problem and shook his head when he heard it. "It wasn't me. I didn't want to kill you. It was those people who took it upon themselves to use you to threaten Emperor Jingyuan, which is why this happened."
"But you know those people, and they know you too, right?" Xihe suddenly looked up at Xiao Mingxuan's dark eyes, watching the madness surging in the other's eyes, and suddenly smiled in his heart.
Xiao Mingxuan froze.
Just one moment is enough to explain many things.
A wry smile crossed Xihe's lips. "I used to think I was the best at acting, but compared to you, I'm far behind."
The scenes of the past flashed around like a kaleidoscope, and the life and death dependence of those years became a complete joke at this moment.
Xiao Mingxuan's voice seemed to be filled with lead, and it was very rough. "Xihe, although I know those people, whether I fell off the cliff or led you out of the bottom of the cliff, it was all sincere."
His explanation seemed particularly pale and powerless.
Xihe lowered his eyelids and was silent for a moment before saying, "Whether it's sincere or false, there's no need for that."
She slowly stood up, dodging Xiao Mingxuan's attempt to hold her hand, and said, "Mr. Nangong, please take care of him. I'm leaving first."
Xiao Mingxuan's face was filled with anxiety. He struggled to get off the bed with his frail body. He reached out and grabbed the corner of Xihe's clothes that was blown by the wind. There was a subtle pleading in his words, "Xihe, don't do this."
A huge panic surged into Xiao Mingxuan's heart, and he almost fainted.
Xihe didn't turn around, but instead talked about something unrelated, "I'll help you get rid of the poison in your body."
Just one sentence made Xiao Mingxuan feel like he was struck by lightning. He asked in a trembling voice: "When did you know?"
"It was quite early. I noticed it the first time you felt unwell."
Xiao Mingxuan thought it was the time when he treated Liu Yuan, but in fact it was earlier. As early as when he was in Dafengzhai, Xiao Mingxuan inadvertently revealed a hint of pain and was caught by Xihe.
Xihe suddenly lowered her head and smiled. "I know a lot of things, but you didn't want me to know, so I pretended not to know. I always thought that as long as I was here and you were here, I would one day dissolve the hatred in your heart and let you feel the warmth of the world. But it seems... all of this was just wishful thinking on my part."
Everyone says that Xihe was silly when she was young and approached a hostage from an enemy country, but she was actually the most sober one.
She held the "Emperor's Strategy" in her hand and knew everything that happened to the young Xiao Mingxuan.
At first, perhaps out of her sense of responsibility as a god, she wanted to help the other party.
Later, as they got to know each other better, she just wanted to do a little more, a little more.
She can bring back to the world the person who was born into the abyss.
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