Chapter 390： Me and Sakura, who do you choose (5)

Chapter 390 Me and Sakura, who do you choose (5)

King Zhongshan clenched his hands tightly and said, "Okay, you lead a hundred shadow guards to Yanmen Pass, assemble five thousand secret troops, and mix with the mercenaries. Try not to let the court find out. The purpose of going here is not to fight with that The God of War in Southern Border will compete, kill blood, and save your elder brother!"

Xuan Bin clasped his fists, his eyes froze: "Your servant takes orders!"

Xuan Zhao patted the table and said, "Father! Me! I want to go with my second brother too!"

Xuan Bin patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "You still need to take care of this family, be obedient, and wait for me to come back." Saying this, he turned and left the tent.

Xuan Zhao chased after him: "Hey, hey, why? I already hired a doctor for that Ma Ningyue, why didn't you take me to the battlefield?"

Xuan Bin took a deep look at him, and said earnestly: "If you stay, you will naturally have a reason to stay, so don't ask any more questions. Also, my elder brother and I are not here. You are the elder brother, take good care of the concubine mother." He Xiaoyin, don't bully him anymore, you understand?"

"Hmph!" Xuan Zhao rolled his eyes.

Xuan Bin frowned: "Did you hear that?"

"Why do you want me to take care of that little bastard?"

"Third brother!" Xuan Bin's tone suddenly sank.

Xuan Zhao snorted disdainfully: "Why are you so fierce? You think I don't know, but you hate him more than I do!"

That was all in the past, because he was not born by a mother, he always felt that Xiao Yin's mother had ruined the relationship between his mother and concubine and his father, so he always had a deep hostility towards Xiao Yin. But at the moment when the eldest brother handed over the burden of the eldest brother to him, he still felt the mission of being part of the Xuan family. Xuan Bin pressed Xuan Zhao's shoulder with a solemn expression that he had never seen before: "Take care of Concubine Mu and Xiao Yin, did you hear clearly?"

Xuan Zhao was taken aback by his expression, then moved his shoulders impatiently: "I heard you, I heard you, I'm so annoying!"

"Also." Xuan Bin said suddenly, "Take care of Ma Ningyue."

Xuan Zhao jumped up "frightened": "Are you kidding me? Why should I take care of her?"

Xuan Bin lowered his eyes, and a slight worry appeared on his gentle face: "Brother said, if he doesn't come back, this is his last wish."

Xuan Zhao's heart trembled violently: "Ah—Brother, he..."

Xuan Bin didn't explain any more. It's good to understand some things. There is no need to say it. He patted his younger brother on the shoulder again: "This family depends on you."

Xuanzhao was stunned for a long while, wondering if it was the sadness of parting that infected him, or the second brother's aura that resembled the eldest brother touched him, he straightened his back, and said solemnly: "I know Second brother, I will take good care of everyone. I am here, the Xuan family is here, the Xuan family is dead, and I am dead."

Xuan Bin changed into night clothes and a wolf totem mask. Under the moonlight, his gentle and handsome face could not be seen clearly, only the ferocious and terrifying fangs on the mask.

Behind him, a hundred shadow guards all put on their masks.

Xuan Bin got on his horse and glanced at the direction of the palace. He was alone, as if he had nothing to worry about. Needless to say, the men in the Xuan family were not afraid of death. The mother and concubine will live well if they are taken care of by the Guo family, and the third sibling has the support of the Hou family, so they will not live too badly, except for that person...

"Third brother, if I can't come back, that... is also my last wish."

"Ah? Which one? Second brother, please explain clearly! Second brother-second brother-second brother-"

The night, like a beast with its mouth wide open, engulfed Xuan Bin's figure bit by bit.

Xuan Zhao returned to the mansion, with his head drooping, until he reached the gate of Qingling Pavilion, then raised his head, straightened his expression, and strode in.

(end of this chapter)