Chapter 944 (1/2)

Xie Heng obviously knew what his third childe was thinking. That afternoon, he asked the Qingyi guard to tell Xie Yu, ”Your Majesty has made a secret order to ask Ye Zhiqiu if he is still happy about such a reward. There will be an answer in the future.”

He also reminded me very considerately, ”chief Fu, please relax.”

Shoufu was so popular that he broke his wolf hair on the spot.

What kind of heart?!

Now the elder brother's words are more and more confusing, and his mind is as meticulous as Xie Yu. When he is upset, he can't figure out whether the elder brother really wants Ye Zhiqiu to have nothing to do with him from now on, or whether he is full and supports, and deliberately uses this to test him and tease him.

Thanks for thinking again and again, he pressed his upset heart and waited for ye Zhiqiu's reply.

A few days later, ye Zhiqiu's personal letter arrived.

Xie Heng called Xie Yu to the imperial study and handed the letter to him to open it himself.

The handsome young emperor sat behind the imperial table, lazily looking at his brother with a smile.

The cool and handsome chief assistant stood in the light and shadow with a thin letter. His face was slightly stiff. He opened the letter for a long time. When he looked at it, there were only a few words on the top:

Thank you Lord longen. However, the world is so big that I am the only one in the world.

Even though the Lord's golden mouth may make my life perfect, I don't want to embarrass him.

I hope you will think twice.

--Ye Zhiqiu worshipped.

When Xie Zhen saw these two words, his mood was so complicated that he could hardly maintain his usual calm face.

”Love” is easy to write, but rare.

Few couples in the world can go from green silk to white hair. Most of them can share joys and sorrows. They can work and fly apart when they encounter something, or they can share hardships and can't share wealth and wealth.

A lifetime is too long, how many young people are deeply in love, and they look at each other in a few years. It is often difficult to calm down for half of their life, leaving others to sigh.

Xie Zhen's father and biological mother were gone from memory. His immediate mother did not hide her hatred and harsh treatment. People in the government taboo him deeply, and Diao Nu abused him from time to time. It always sounded when he dreamed back in the middle of the night.

”You're a bastard! You're alive when the second childe died. Why don't you die? Why don't you die?”

”The son of the demon girl must be a monster!”

Those very distant and detailed voices of discussion seemed to be close to my ears at the moment

”The second master's cause of death was not mentioned in the mansion... In fact, it was the demon girl, the biological mother of the third childe, who poisoned him and herself because of love and hate...”

”It's a pity that the second master had a good intention, but he suffered a disaster!”

”The second lady is pitiful. Her good son was born dead, and her husband was killed by the witch. Now she has to help the witch raise her son...”

Everyone said he was born weird.

The biological mother of unknown origin is paranoid and becomes a devil.

Xie Yu knew that he was different from ordinary people when he was very young, so he stayed safely in the dilapidated autumn maple yard. If he could contact different people, he would never contact. He grew up quietly, waiting for his fate to be counted and die quietly.

Few people are kind to him, but both the eldest brother and the fifth are placed on the tip of his heart and do not hesitate to protect him with their lives.

It is not because they are his blood relatives, but the few people who have given him warmth in the boundless darkness for more than ten years.

Brother, let him taste what family affection is.

But it's too difficult for Xie to like a person, love her and be devoted to her.

He knew the indifference and darkness in his bones. It was completely different from Xie Xiaoyan, who was famous outside. The elder brother had to touch his hands with blood because he was in the fight, and he really didn't care about the life and death of others.

Blood and corpses could not frighten him.

Those crying cries and vicious curses in the prison couldn't make him have half a pity.

Xie Xuan sometimes recalled the way those people talked about his biological mother. Everyone didn't understand what a woman who loved and hated and didn't hesitate to die together in order to monopolize her sweetheart was thinking when doing this.

But he knows: