Chapter 263 Sauvignon Blanc 20
Some time later, Ling Xi, Anian and Xuan went to Huichun Hall to attend the wedding of Ma Zi and Chuntao, the daughter of a butcher in the town, and drank a glass of wedding wine.

After the wedding banquet, Ling Xi continued to do his own things. On the surface, he just wandered around all day and did nothing, but secretly he didn't do anything either.

However, news came from Hao Ling that her father's letter had hinted at urging them to go back.

Ling Xi did not send a message to Hao Ling, but only sent a letter to her own men, asking them to send another batch of food to Chen Rong's army, so that Chen Rong's army would not starve to death before being killed by Xi Yan's army.

That day, Ling Xi wrote a letter and had someone send it out.

After closing the window, Ling Xi turned around and saw a person lying on her bed, looking at her coldly.

He was dressed in white and had silver hair. He had a handsome face and delicate features, as if they were carefully carved by God, without a single flaw.

Ling Xi was so frightened by the sudden appearance of such a person in the room that he took two steps back.

"Why are you here?" Ling Xi patted his chest and asked with wide eyes.

Xiangliu stood up calmly and sat up from leaning on the bed.

His eyes fell on Ling Xi. She was not wearing a veil. This was the first time Xiangliu saw her without a veil.

Her lines are soft, her skin is as white as snow, translucent, smooth and delicate, revealing the unique tenderness of a girl.

Her eyelashes are as long as butterfly wings, casting a shadow under her eyes.

She has a gorgeous figure, a pure and elegant face, and her whole body shines like a bright pearl and seems flawless like jade. She doesn't look like an ordinary person, but more like the moon in the sky.

She looked very much like the first time he saw her, except that she had grown from a little bean. Back then she looked like a little dumpling, but now she looked like a fairy.

There was a flash of surprise in Xiangliu's eyes. He looked at her infatuatedly, his gaze focused, unwilling to look away.

Seeing that Xiangliu didn't say anything, Ling Xi just frowned.

Coming to her and not saying anything, what is this Hydra trying to do?

Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, Ling Xi sniffed it gently, then raised his eyes to look at Xiang Liu, and asked in confusion: "Are you injured?"

Xiang Liu restrained his expression and became calm again, saying in a lazy voice: "Thanks to your brother, I was injured by his people."

Xiangliu couldn't explain what emotions were in his heart. The person who hurt him was the brother of the man in front of him, but he just had a feeling, or perhaps an expectation, that this person would side with him.

Ling Xi was not surprised at all when he heard that it was Xuan who injured him.

She was wondering why the people under Xuanxuan had been so active recently. It turned out that they had started to take action, but the first target was Xiangliu.

Where does Xuan get the confidence that his men can kill Xiangliu? Not to mention that Xiangliu has a very high level of cultivation and is ranked among the best in the Great Wilderness, just the nine lives he has are enough to make it difficult. How can he be killed? Nine times?
"Oh?"

Ling Xi put his hands behind his back and looked at Xiang Liu with interest, "Did you hurt him?"

Xiang Liu's expression froze, and a slightly embarrassed look appeared on his face. He replied, "No, he didn't show up. It was his men who hurt me."

Ling Xi shook his head regretfully, "That's such a pity?"

Xiangliu's expression darkened, "What a pity?"

Isn’t it a pity that he wasn’t killed?

Xiangliu couldn't help getting angry when he thought that this might be what she was thinking.

"of course"

Under Xiang Liu's sinister gaze, Ling Xi raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a serious expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Of course it's a pity that you didn't kill him."

She couldn't kill Xuan. If she did, her father would be able to guess it, and the old man King Xiyan might also guess it and might even find clues.

Princess Haoling sent people to kill the grandson of the King of Xiyan. At that time, Haoling and Xiyan would go to war in advance. Moreover, at that time, Haoling would be the first to take action, and the party in the wrong would also be Haoling.

If so, it would not be a good thing for Hao Ling. Although she was not afraid of a war between the two countries, she did not want to start a war because of killing a person.

She also didn't want to drag Hao Ling into the war because of herself.

In the future, when Hao Ling and Xi Yan go to war, Xi Yan must be the first to start. In this way, Hao Ling can be in a favorable condition, win the hearts of the people in the Great Wilderness, and have the title of an army of peace.

So, no matter what, she couldn't touch Xuan. At least, Xuan couldn't die in Haoling territory.

Xiang Liu's face froze. Hearing Ling Xi's words, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Isn't he your brother?"

Ling Xi shrugged, looking nonchalant: "He's not my biological brother. Actually, he and I have no blood relationship, either on the paternal or maternal side. It's just that he happens to have a younger sister, who is my older sister. My cousin is someone else."

Speaking of cousins, isn’t Rushou, a cousin who is related to her by blood and comes from her father’s, mother’s, and concubine’s maternal family, better than Xuan, a Xiyan man who has always treated her as a substitute?

Her cousin Rushou is handsome, has a high level of cultivation, is humorous, is well versed in military strategy, and is good at government affairs. He can occasionally serve as a punching bag for her and Anian without any regrets. No matter when and where, he always stands by her and Anian and is loyal to them.

It can be said that he is a perfect man who can bring peace to the world with his pen and decide the outcome of the world with his martial arts.

At least, in Ling Xi's heart, her impression of Rushou was extremely good, many times better than that of King Haoling and Xuan.

"Then being your brother is a really dangerous thing."

Xiang Liu looked at Ling Xi with a smile, and there seemed to be a teasing smile in his dark eyes.

Ling Xi was not happy about this and denied it: "You can't say that. I am still very good to my other brothers."

Over the years, Rushou has eaten so many rare spiritual flowers and herbs that she grew, and his cultivation level has been increasing rapidly, so fast that outsiders are surprised.

"Okay, let's stop talking." Ling Xi stopped talking, and her concerned eyes fell on Xiang Liu, "Where are you injured? Is it serious?"

Xiangliu subconsciously touched his chest. His external injuries were not serious, but he did have some internal injuries.

Noticing Xiangliu's actions, Ling Xi still had something unclear.

She smiled and moved her hand slightly, and a natural and fresh spiritual power was transmitted to Xiangliu's chest, continuously flowing into Xiangliu's body.

A very fresh spiritual power slowly entered his body, and Xiangliu felt that the wound on his chest had instantly improved a lot, and the burning sensation was gone.

He looked at Ling Xi with inquiring eyes. It was really novel that there was such a magical spiritual power in the world.

After a while, Ling Xi withdrew his hand, rubbed his wrist, and asked, "How is it, do you feel better?"

Xiangliu felt that not only his injuries had improved a lot, but even his old injuries had improved a lot as well. This spiritual power was truly magical.

"Thank you." Xiangliu brushed the hair off his chest, and even his words of thanks were cold.

Ling Xi waved her hand: "You're welcome."

After all, he was the person she was going to work with, so they could help each other, no problem.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Seeing Xiangliu staying even though his injury had healed, Ling Xi suddenly asked.

Xiangliu took off his coat and lay down comfortably, "Let me borrow your couch to sleep on."

Ling Xi: “.”

What a hydra with no sense of propriety.

Finally, Ling Xi went to An Nian's room next door and slept with her.

Since he was occupying her bed, she could just sleep somewhere else.

Xiangliu occupied Lingxi's bed. Smelling the faint fragrance of a woman lingering on the couch, Xiangliu looked relaxed and fell asleep with a smile.