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Wen Jiu thought that he was a person who cherished his life the most, but after arriving at the Xie Family, he unconsciously subverted what he had originally thought.

As she walked, she continued, ”A person's life is only a short few decades. Sooner or later, they will have to report to the King of Hell. Being cautious was a possibility, but being cautious was also a possibility. Since that's the case, why not give it your all and live a good life? ”

Xie Heng looked at her, and could not help but laugh in anger, ”There's quite a bit of nonsense.”

Wen Jiu nodded and said, ”It's all thanks to brother's good teaching.”

”Wen Jiu!”

This was the first time Xie Heng realized that Miss Wen was also a monster, and he couldn't help but say in his heart:

As expected, she was still a fifteen-year-old girl.

”I'm here.” Wen Jiu raised the umbrella even higher and replied, ”Calm down, brother, don't throw Third Brother down.”

This sleet was the most worrisome. It was one thing for it to be cold when it fell on you, but it was also wet and slippery on the ground.

Xie Xuan opened his eyes and looked at her, but before he could say anything …

”Are you satisfied now?”

Xie Heng could not hold it in anymore, and asked him with amusement and anger: ”Now that Jiu is called Third Brother, do you understand how sincere he is?”

Xie Xuan did not pay attention to him, he simply closed his eyes and allowed the youth to support him as he walked forward.

When Wen Jiu heard this, he could not help but feel a little apologetic in his heart.

Before, she had been too biased against Xie Xuan, so she had never been too intimate with him.

Being together in the Conference Hall was no different from sharing life and death.

From today onwards, Xie Xuan would truly be her Third Brother.

”Tsk.” Xie Heng curled her lips, and said indifferently: ”Jiu, don't look at how weak your Third Brother is, he's so tough, if you say he won't bother with me, then ignore him. Don't be afraid that I'll throw him here.”

Xie Xuan's face stiffened.

”Brother, I don't think so.”

Wen Jiu couldn't help but curl her lips. Her small face was frozen stiff, but her eyes were filled with a little bit of a smile.

On this day, rain and snow crisscrossed within the Dijing City, and ice formed on the ground of the long palace path. She and the two youths of the Xie Family walked together, and their bodies were so cold that they almost didn't feel anything, but their hearts were boiling hot.

Her entire life, guarding her Xie Family, was also worth it.

He did not ask about the affairs of the human world, hoping that he would know the appearance of the emperor.

Returning to the General's Mansion, the sky was already bright.

The snow had frozen the entire Dijing City to a translucent hue, and just as the three of them entered, Jin Er and the remaining seven to eight people came over, ”General! Young Madame, Third Young Master... ”

Everyone looked like they were crying with joy, the two servants had already started to lift their sleeves to wipe away their tears, especially Jin Er who pounced towards Wen Jiu and hugged him tightly, ”Young Madame is finally back …”

However, if he really wanted to speak, he wouldn't be able to.

”What happened?” Xie Heng raised his eyebrows, ”Could it be that because the Young Madame is not here, you all starved to death because you had no food to eat?”

Wen Jiu did not know whether to laugh or cry, and said: ”Quickly tell the kitchen to prepare the dishes, you guys are all quite shocked, try to suppress your shock.”

Everyone thanked him and looked towards Xie Xuan worriedly, ”Third Young Master, this is …”

Before he could finish. Xie Heng then released his hand, he looked weak and frail, the Third Young Master that was covered in blood stood up straight, and even waved his hand to brush away the wind and snow.

Wen Jiu was immediately stunned, ”Third Brother? You're … ”Don't force yourself. If I'm sick, I'll have to see a doctor. I still have some silver coins, you really don't have to save it for me.”

Xie Xuan looked at her, without saying a word, he walked directly towards the other side.

His steps were smooth and his clothes fluttered in the wind. He looked elegant and relaxed at the end with a graceful bearing.

The group of young maids were also dumbfounded. When Third Young Master first entered, he was still half alive, but in a blink of an eye, it seemed as if nothing had happened.