Chapter 414

Sima Jing's sentence made Ji Qingxue's chest flustered.

Looking at his appearance, Ji Qingxue can't help thinking of Nangong Yan.

She would wonder if he had been like this before. His biological father was the murderer who had tortured him for more than 20 years and the culprit who had separated their mother and son.

Also, who could have thought that his biological father wanted him to die. Such a bad thing happened to nangongyan.

Nangong Xuan took away too many precious things from him.

Ji Qingxue's heart ached at the thought of this. Sima Jing looked at her and asked her, "are you okay?"

Ji Qingxue shook his head slowly and looked at Sima Jing's eyes with a few pity: "I'm fine."

Sima Jingxuan's life is actually very unhappy.

"Isn't your father good to you?" Ji Qingxue asked carefully.

Sima Jing hung his face expressionless: "it's not bad."

Is completely ignored.

It was as if he had never had his own son. No matter how good he did, Sima Jue was the only son in the eyes of emperor Wei.

Even if I occasionally think of him in my spare time, I always scold more than praise.

But he is also used to it, so he won't care about it.

Ji Qingxue shook her head and sighed. She was also a victim of imperial power. Nangong Yan was, and Sima Jingxuan was also.

They have no way to choose their origin, but they have to be treated like this.

Ji qingxuedun sympathized with him.

Sima Jing said coldly, "don't look at me with that kind of compassionate eyes. I don't need other people's pity."

Listen, this proud tone and this indifferent expression are just like her Nangong Yan.

Ji Qingxue said with a smile, "who sympathizes with you? You really think my love is overflowing."

The sky suddenly burst into fireworks one after another, illuminating almost the whole night into day.

Ji Qingxue was very excited: "someone is setting off fireworks again."

Ji Qingxue subconsciously grabbed Sima Jing's hanging hand: "let's go to the roof to see fireworks."

Such a beautiful scenery can't be missed. The only pity is that nangongyan is busy dealing with other things and can't accompany her and her children.

Sima Jing hung and groaned with pain. Ji Qingxue hurriedly turned back and saw his face pale: "what's the matter with you?"

Wasn't it okay just now?

Sima Jing hung his wrist and showed several wounds. They were whip marks crisscross on his hand and looked very serious.

"How did you get this injury?" with Sima Jingxuan's martial arts, who can hurt him like this except her Nangong Yan?

Sima Jingxuan didn't speak, but looked at Ji Qingxue frowning. She might not hate herself, and even care about him.

"It hurt you like this. Didn't you fight back?"

Sima Jingxuan said, "No."

Ji Qingxue was speechless and choked: "you're stupid."

"My father did it."

"...." Ji Qing said nothing when she was in Xuedun.

It turned out that he didn't lie in the hospital that day. He was really ill.

Ji Qingxue asked him very seriously, "did you take any medicine when you came to the hospital last time?"

He must have used drugs to suppress his injury, otherwise she can't diagnose it.

Sima Jing nodded. He didn't want Ji Qingxue to worry about such things.

The last time he failed to complete the task of looking for Xuepeng, his father was furious, so Sima Jingxuan was whipped.

Ji Qingxue looked at his shocking wounds and couldn't help saying, "your father is really not a thing."

Like Nangong Yan's father, he is his own son, and he didn't pick it up outside. Why is he so cruel? He doesn't care about his father's and son's affection at all.

Sima Jingxuan fell into silence again, and Ji Qing Xuedun said, "I'm sorry, I was quick for a moment."

After all, it's his father. He just scolded him for being nothing. Sima Jingxuan shouldn't be very comfortable.

Sima Jing shook his head: "it's all right."

She was the first person to speak for herself except for her hatred.

"I'll get you some wound medicine. Your wound should be repeated for a long time. If you don't deal with it, it's easy to be infected."

Then Ji Qingxue went to the inner room. Sima Jingxuan suddenly called her, "Qingxue."

Ji Qingxue stood in the corridor and looked back at him. The lanterns reflected her flowery face and made Sima's mirror hang for a moment.

"Qingxue, would you like to go with me? Come back to the kingdom of Wei with me. I promise I will give you the most noble position in the world."

When he stands at the top, he hopes that the person who will accompany him will be Ji Qingxue.

Hearing her words, Ji Qingxue was obviously stunned. Then she smiled and said, "I already have nangongyan's child."

"I know." Sima Jingxuan's face became very cold, but he still said stuffy, "I don't mind the existence of this child."

Dizzy, do you mind? I still mind.

Ji Qingxue didn't speak. Sima Jingxuan thought she didn't believe in herself, so he said anxiously, "really, I won't mind. You can give birth to the child. I will treat him as my own and be good to your mother and son."

Ji Qingxue smiled and said word by word, "but I love him."

In just five words, Sima Jing was defeated.

She loves him. If she doesn't love him to the bone, how can she be willing to bear the pain of pregnancy in October for a man and have children.

The breeze blew across her face, and Ji Qingxue pressed down the green silk flying on her temples. She said to the people in front of her in a very serious tone: "I don't think there are many intersections between you and me. I don't know what I've done will make you miss me so much. But Sima Jingxuan, I'm not your lover."

Sima Jingxuan turned pale. She really didn't remember what happened when she was a child.

She kept a distance from him and never came closer. Sima Jing couldn't help smiling bitterly. What are you looking forward to?

"If your lover is not me, how can you be sure it will be Nangong Yan?" in fact, Sima Jingxuan is not convinced and unwilling. Obviously, he met Qingxue first. It was nangongyan who took love with a knife.

Ji Qingxue did not hesitate: "if you really like a person, your heart will naturally tell you the answer. How many times have I had today's feelings with him? I know what I want better than anyone."

Every word Ji Qingxue said was like holding a knife to cut one opening after another in Sima Jing's heart, which made him feel more painful than the injury his father gave him.

One is only the pain of flesh and blood, the other is the pain in the heart.

Ji Qingxue's ethereal voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "what about you? Do you know what you want?"

Sima Jingxuan didn't speak again. Ji Qingxue smiled: "wait here. I'll get the medicine first."

When Ji Qingxue came out with the wound medicine, Sima Jingxuan had long disappeared from the yard.

Ji Qingxue held the porcelain bottle and muttered, "even if you want to go, you have to take the medicine away."

She saw Sima Jing's hanging injury was very serious, but he seemed to be all right.

Nangong Yan came out from the dark with gentle eyebrows and eyes: "ah Xue."

Ji Qingxue saw him coming back and walked over with a smile: "you're back."

"Well, I'm back."