Chapter 130 Either he or me, either me or him

"Be careful!" Wen Yan pushed Xie Zhuoning away as soon as he noticed the danger.

He stood there, with the sharp tip of the sword piercing his chest.

After Xie Zhuoning steadied himself, he saw this scene and his expression suddenly changed. "Xie Minglang, what are you doing!"

Xie Minglang seemed unable to believe that his own sister would be so cruel to him for an outsider.

His eyes turned red and he clenched his fists, "Sister, who is he?"

Why does he call his own sister "sister"?

Why would my sister kill herself for him?

Why...

But Xie Zhuoning just glanced at him coldly and didn't want to say a word to him.

"Sister..." He looked at her with such eyes, and for some reason, he felt empty inside, as if he had lost something important.

He stretched out his hand eagerly, wanting to hold his sister.

But Xie Zhuoning turned around and helped Wen Yan into the house, his tone indescribably gentle, "Ayan, bear with it, I will ask your sister Ayu to treat your wound right away."

Wen Yan's lips turned pale, but he still forced a smile and comforted her softly, "Sister, I'm fine, don't worry."

"You're still saying everything's fine after it's become like this?" Xie Zhuoning glared at him in reproach.

The two of them got along so naturally, as if they were real siblings.

Xie Minglang's eyes narrowed, and he felt that the scene before him was extremely dazzling.

Not long after, Song Yuqiu, who received the news, hurried over.

Seeing the wound on Wen Yan's chest, she was shocked. "What happened? Is there an assassin in the mansion?"

Wen Yan shook his head.

"If you're not an assassin... then you poked your own lung while practicing swordplay? Tsk tsk tsk, I heard your master praising you for your talent just two days ago, and this is it?"

Xie Zhuoning: "..."

She didn't know whether the sword had pierced Wen Yan's lungs or not, but Song Yuqiu's words were quite piercing.

She was a little helpless, "Stop talking nonsense and treat his wound first."

"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury, I can heal it with my eyes closed."

Song Yuqiu quickly used scissors to cut open the clothes around the wound, cleaned the wound, applied medicine and bandaged it. It only took a moment to complete the treatment.

"It's okay, I'm leaving."

She patted her butt and stood up. When she turned around, she was startled by the figure standing at the door. "Ah... who is this?"

Xie Minglang gritted his teeth and said, "This is my home, this is my room, who do you think I am?"

They all treated the Zhenyang Marquis Mansion as their own home, while he, the legitimate prince, was like an outsider!

Is there any justice in the world?!

Song Yuqiu blinked and responded, "Ah, Sister Zhuoning, this is your ungrateful brother?"

"Who is the ungrateful one?" Xie Minglang glared at her angrily.

Song Yuqiu shrank his neck and muttered secretly, "You can do it but you can't say it."

Seeing that Xie Minglang was about to get angry, Xie Zhuoning interrupted him and said, "Okay, Ah Yu, don't you still have to give Yang Lie acupuncture? Go now."

"Got it, Sister Zhuoning." Song Yuqiu walked away, and rolled her eyes when she passed by Xie Minglang.

Xie Minglang was whining in his heart and couldn't help complaining, "Sister, why did you let these messy people live in your house?"

"A messy person?" Xie Zhuoning looked at him without any emotion. "Are you referring to Wen Yan, who has been adopted by my father? Or is it Ah Yu who saved me from the brink of death?"

Xie Minglang frowned, "Adopted son? Dad is fine, why does he want to adopt a adopted son? And sister, you are fine, why did you end up at the gates of hell?"

Xie Zhuoning said calmly, "Because Wen Yan's mother has done a favor to our Zhenyang Marquis Mansion, I should naturally repay the favor. As for me..."

She lifted her arms, revealing the scars that crisscrossed her body.

Although the scars have faded a lot due to the effect of Song Yuqiu's scar removal cream, one can still imagine how serious the injury was.

"And the scars on your body. Do you want me to take them off and show them to you?"

The injuries on your body will only get worse.

Xie Minglang hurriedly turned his eyes away, not daring to look, nor having the face to look.

His voice was hoarse and his throat was thick. "Why, why didn't you ever tell me this?"

"Tell you?" Xie Zhuoning seemed to have heard something funny.

"During the days when I was unconscious, you said I was fooling around with my adulterer."

"I just woke up and you rushed over to scold me for being shameless and bringing disgrace to the Zhenyang Marquisate."

"Tell me, how should I tell you?"

His face turned pale in an instant, and Xie Minglang staggered back two steps as if someone was strangling him.

At that time, Xie Wanyin told him that Princess Yunheng did not stay with his sister, and must have gone to do something shameful.

He rushed to the Zhenyang Marquis Mansion and saw his elder sister with a man. His anger instantly destroyed his reason and he said hurtful words.

And at that time...

My elder sister just managed to escape death, how sad would she be to hear her own brother say that about her?

"I'm sorry... Sister... I'm sorry..."

He choked up and apologized.

But Xie Zhuoning's expression did not change at all. "You should say sorry, not only to me, but also to Wen Yan."

He has read so much, yet he is so reckless as to draw his sword and injure innocent people. Has he lost all his knowledge?

"I..." Xie Minglang looked at Wen Yan lying on the bed, his face turned purple, but he couldn't say the words of apology.

Based on what?

He appeared out of nowhere, robbed my sister, robbed my room, and robbed everything I owned. And I still have to apologize to him?

Just thinking about it makes me feel so wronged.

Seeing this, Wen Yan carefully reached out and grabbed the hem of Xie Zhuoning's clothes, and said weakly, "Sister, I don't want Brother Minglang to apologize. I believe he didn't mean it."

Xie Minglang instantly became like a firecracker that was lit, and he was so angry that he jumped up and down, "Who is your brother? Besides, I don't need you to speak for me hypocritically!"

Wen Yan shuddered and hid behind Xie Zhuoning, looking scared, "Sister, Brother Minglang doesn't seem to like me."

To be honest, he is only a little younger than Xie Minglang, and the "brother" he called out to was purely to call out to those with bad intentions.

Who said Xie Minglang is blind? He doesn't want to have such a good sister, but chooses to take a vicious person as his sister?

Xie Minglang was really angry enough that he said something cruel, "Sister, in this family, it's either him or me, or it's me or him, you choose one!"

He was betting that his position in his elder sister's heart was higher than that of this brother-in-law whom he had not seen for a few days.

But Xie Zhuoning's eyes were as cold as a winter day.

"Xie Minglang, could you please stop being unreasonable?"