On the way back, Nangong Yan was so scared that Bai Xing didn't dare to talk to him more.

After hesitating for a long time, Bai Xing opened his mouth carefully: "brother Nangong, don't be discouraged. We can always find another chance to clean him up."

Nangong Yan glanced at him lightly, and Bai Xing was puzzled: "don't you regret that you didn't kill Sima Jingxuan just now?"

The grudges between Nangong Yan and Sima Jingxuan are not a day or two. It is the so-called enemy who is particularly jealous when they meet. In Bai Xing's opinion, just at the critical moment, Nangong Yan had to use how much willpower to suppress his impulse to kill.

So he must be regretting that he just let him go. If he spared him this time, there will be endless trouble in the future.

Don't talk about him. Bai Xing regretted that he didn't go up and give that bastard a break. He dared to imprison grandpa in the palace!

But Nangong Yan shook his head and said, "No."

White line: "!?"

no Then why do you keep a straight face? I think your anger is hard to dissipate. You don't even dare to breathe all the way.

Nangong Yan thought: "I hurt the ninth day of junior high school today. I don't know if someone will settle with me when I go back."

Today, he was so impulsive that he wanted to kill Sima Jingxuan recklessly, but he didn't consider the consequences. He was really stimulated by what he did a few days ago.

Although the ninth day was not his original intention, but the ninth day was hurt by him after all, so he was also to blame for it. Thinking of Rongsheng's reaction after knowing this thing, nangongyan can't help but feel some pain.

"Ah?" Bai Xing was completely confused, so what you thought was not the deep hatred with Sima Jing, but this?

Seeing that Bai Xing couldn't turn around, Nangong Yan smiled, "young man, don't have too many messy ideas in your mind."

After returning to the inn, Ji Qingxue was also very happy to see Bai Xing: "Bai Xing, why are you here?"

Bai Xing quickly and respectfully replied: "report to Lord Wu Xian, I'm helping you."

Ji Qingxue was stunned: "help? I don't need any help."

"The people here sent me a letter saying that you left a mark along the street and that something big must have happened when you called the people to meet. I didn't trust you, so I rushed here without stopping."

"Oh, I see." Ji Qingxue nodded hurriedly, "it's true, but the people have helped me solve the problem."

But Yang Ling has left.

Originally, Ji Qingxue felt very embarrassed. He was a good deputy manager because he lost his job.

Ji Qingxue wanted him to stay, but Yang Ling politely declined.

He said he wanted to travel around the world. If one day he thought he had enough outside, he would naturally go back to sound valley.

People have made it clear that Ji Qingxue is naturally not good to retain anything. He just says he owes him a favor. If he needs help in the future, he will go to Kyoto to find himself.

Hearing that Ji Qingxue's problem was solved, Bai Xing's heart hung down all the way.

"It's good that the matter is solved, but Lord Wu Xian's Sima Jing is still hanging here, so I have to stay to protect your safety."

Who knows what Sima Jingxuan's idea is. Anyway, the man is full of bad water. It's not fun. He'd better stay and be more careful.

Ji Qingxue saw Bai Xing's serious face and couldn't help laughing.

Bai Xing scratched his head and was embarrassed: "what does Lord Wuxian laugh at?"

"No, I just suddenly think you're cute," Ji Qingxue said.

Bai Xing's face was faintly flushed. Although it was a good thing to be praised by Lord Wu Xian, the word cute should be used to describe girls.

Ji Qingxue then asked, "by the way, how are the fourth brother and Qingqing recently?"

I don't know how they've been out for so long. Count the days. The kid of Qingqing's family is about to be born.

At the thought of this, Ji Qingxue misses her son a little.

Every time outside, Ji Qingxue seldom mentions looking for snow. It's not that I don't want to, but that I'm restraining myself.

She was afraid that if she thought a little, she would rush back to Kyoto regardless of everything, because the feeling of missing was too hard.

Bai Xing smiled and nodded: "please rest assured, Qingqing, they are very good."

Hearing this title, Ji Qingxue smiled and said teasingly, "you call Saint Qingqing, but you want to call me an adult?"

"Er..." Bai Xing looked embarrassed. "I, I'm used to it."

"It's all right. It's a good habit. Just call me sister Qingxue like Qingqing after saying it many times."

Bai hang said it many times with a smile, but he forgot it every time.

That's Wuxian. He doesn't dare to do it again.

Dongling shouted outside the door, "where's the white boy? Didn't he say that the white boy is coming? Where is he?"

Hearing the old man's voice, Bai Xing stood up from his chair excitedly: "it's grandpa!"

Bai Xing looked at Ji Qingxue in surprise and wanted to confirm something. The latter just smiled and nodded.

When Dongling entered the house, he saw Bai Xing, so he laughed loudly: "smelly boy, why did you come here suddenly?"

Bai Xing turned and looked at the man at the door. His eyes were red and almost cried on the spot: "Grandpa!"

Dongling pretended to be serious: "it's such a big man. Do you want to cry in front of Grandpa?"

Bai Xing calmed down a little and sobbed: "Grandpa, aren't you in the palace of the kingdom of Wei? How could you be here? Did Sima Jingxuan treat you?"

"Hi!" Dongling waved his hand, "what can Sima Xiaoer do to me? He served me with delicacies one day. I had a comfortable childhood. Don't you see that I'm getting fat?"

Bai Xing knew that Dongling would not lie to him, so he nodded vigorously: "grandpa looks very fat now."

Dongling: "

Ji Qingxue's shoulders trembled into chaff. Bai Xing's heart was too real.

Dongling went up and gave him a slap on the forehead, "smelly boy, your grandpa, I'm called round, round, you understand?"

The pain made Bai Xing forget all the happiness of reunion. He covered his forehead and roared, "Grandpa, at least I'm also a member of the Presbyterian Council now. Can you stop knocking on my forehead every time?"

If other people see this, he will have to lose face.

Dongling was happy: "Oh, boy, OK, I've become a member of the Presbyterian Council. Now I have an image burden. Grandpa can't pack you up, can he?"

Bai Xing quickly flattered and said, "no, no, no, I mean, Grandpa, how much do you leave me face, or how can I convince the public in the future."

"Yes, I'll clean up your head office behind my back."

Bai Xing's face suddenly collapsed. Grandpa, you'll lose me like this, you know?