Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

After a moment of daze, Xu Yuan stood up subconsciously, his voice slightly confused:

"Didn't she go to the Imperial Master's Mansion today to celebrate the New Year? Why is she still in the mansion now?"

As he spoke, Xu Yuan rubbed his dizzy head and walked towards the gate of the inner courtyard, but he was probably really drunk. He could make three turns in a straight line in the flat hall, and the world around him was spinning. Even if he was running the Blood Origin Heart Destruction Technique, it was difficult for him to stabilize his figure. He had to take two quick steps to hold on to the beams in the hall before he fell flat on the ground.

The wind and snow caressed the black robe gently, Xu Yinhe stood at the entrance of the hall, looking back at Xu Yuan's slightly funny action, his voice was gentle:

"It's almost the ugly time now."

When you are ugly?

After thinking for a while, Xu Yuancai realized that Chou Shi was right behind Zi Shi. The distance between the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion was actually not too far. The ordinary beast-cart ride only took about a quarter of an hour, so Ran Qingmo's journey would be even shorter. But I heard from my father that Ran Qingmo had been wandering outside for half an hour.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan supported the beam and sighed softly:

"She probably came back after accompanying the Imperial Master to welcome the New Year."

"That's about it."

"Ha" Xu Yuan chuckled and then fell silent.

"Aren't you going to see her?"

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Thoughts run very slowly when drunk, and the strings of reason break easily. However, Xu Yuan was not that far yet. He was silent for a while. He glanced at the flying snow under the dark sky and said softly:

"If I saw her tonight, why would I hide it in the first place?"

However, after a moment of silence, Xu Yuan still asked:

"Father, how long will my suspended animation last?"

Xu Yinhe glanced in the direction of the palace city with his deep eyes and said:

"At least, until he dies."

Xu Yuan's eyes were slightly solemn:

"Li Yaoxuan?"

Xu Yinhe's voice was very light:

"Except for him, there should be no one else in the dynasty who can be called dead."

"That's it"

Xu Yuan's voice was slightly disappointed.

Xu Yinhe hesitated for a moment, then explained aloud:

"He will definitely take action against the prime minister before he dies. As a father, he is not afraid, but you are not."

Xu Yuan shook his head gently:

"I suddenly thought that Jiantian Pavilion said that Li Yaoxuan would die last year."

Xu Yinhe glanced at Xu Yuan in surprise and reminded:

"Such unfounded predictions are not credible."

"I know."

Xu Yuan responded softly, but there was a bit of sadness in his eyes.

According to the timeline of "Cangyuan", Jiantian Pavilion's prediction was actually quite accurate. In the forty-sixth year of Jiajing, Emperor Jiajing did indeed pass away.

However, after a moment of pause, Xu Yuan managed to stand up straight, glanced in the direction of the inner courtyard door, and said:

"Father, can I ask you something?"

Xu Yinhe's expression remained as usual, and his words were still to the point:

"About Sword Sect?"

Xu Yuan smiled when he heard this:

"I really can't hide anything from you."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Xu Yinhe's eyes:

"Since you first returned to Beijing, you have looked up a lot of internal references about Jian Zong in the study, but this kind of thing is beyond your control as a father. Jian Zong is the leader of the clan alliance, so we can only get rid of it with thunder. Only then can we give the sect a shock.”

Xu Yuan rubbed his eyebrows, took a step forward, and said with a smile he already knew on his lips:

"Of course I know this, but father, what I mean is, can the affairs of the Sword Sect be left to my children?"

Xu Yinhe's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at Xu Yuan:

"You have already discussed this matter with your father once."

After the Jingjiang Mansion killed Qin Mo, the protagonist of the plot, Xu Yuan had already used the Tianxun Yuanjing on Xu Changge to ask for a chance from his father.

But this time, he wanted more.

The gaze was on him, maybe because he was drunk, but Xu Yuan had no scruples. After taking a deep breath, he said softly:

"That time I was just asking for a chance, this time I want to take full responsibility for it."

Today is different from the past, when he could just start practicing. Now after experiencing Shengshan and the North, he believed that his father would give him this opportunity.

Xu Yinhe slowly closed his eyes and asked slowly:

"Because of Ran Jianli's disciple?"

Xu Yuan smiled slightly:

"Well, I promised her that I would find a way to save Jian Zong, and she believed it."

There was a hint of thought in Xu Yinhe's eyes, as if he understood something, but he still said a sentence lightly:

"This is a promise that cannot be fulfilled."

“How do you know you can’t achieve it if you don’t try?”

"Changtian, you are still a little drunk tonight."

"If I were really drunk, I would have gone to see Ran Qingmo by now."

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Fengxue whimpered and the hall was silent.

Xu Yinhe tightened and loosened his arms behind him, and exhaled a breath of helplessness:

"What are you going to do?"

Xu Yuan was overjoyed when he heard this, but when he looked at the gray-haired middle-aged man in front of him, his mood was inexplicably complicated.

This father was really good to them. Even though destroying the Sword Sect was an important part of his plan, he was still willing to make changes because of him.

After thinking about the words with slow thoughts, Xu Yuan said quickly:

"I have actually been doing this a long time ago, but I can't tell you the specific plan yet. I can only tell you now that if my plan goes well, I won't even need to use troops against Jian Zong."

Hearing this, Xu Yinhe's lips curled up into a chuckle:

"Changtian, the way to fulfill one promise is not by making another promise."

This reply did not exceed Xu Yuan's expectations.

Painting cakes is a technical job, but this dad is obviously not one to eat empty cakes.

With a low laugh, Xu Yuan looked at his father and said:

"So I will not ask for any help from the Prime Minister in this matter. I just need you to tell me all the plans against Jian Zong, and then give me the power to order the commander once when the plan is implemented. Just once."

Xu Yinhe still didn't agree immediately. After pondering for a while, he asked aloud:

"What if your plan fails?"

"I will personally destroy the Sword Sect."

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After getting his father's promise, Xu Yuan braved the wind and snow and walked out of the main hall of the inner courtyard. On the way back to his courtyard, he inevitably passed by the main entrance of the inner courtyard.

The snow on the ground has been up to the ankles for more than an hour, and the sound of crunching snow on it can be heard far away in the silent night.

His gaze lingered on the thick and wide courtyard door for a moment, and Xu Yuan silently withdrew his gaze without any intention of stopping.

Ran Qingmo should be behind that door.

On the long New Year's Eve, she probably wanted to come to the inner courtyard to ask if he was home for the New Year, but she was afraid of disturbing their reunion.

He could even imagine Da Bingduozi circling behind the door, hesitating whether to knock or not.

A smile unconsciously appeared on Xu Yuan's lips, but his steps did not stop.

You should be able to hear the sound of his footsteps on the snow.

A door separates him, and Ran Qingmo probably only needs to use his mind and soul to probe a little to see him.

But Xu Yuan was not worried at all.

Because her master said it was impolite.

Therefore, during his travels, Da Bingtuozi never used his mind and soul to randomly explore other people's yards.

With these things in mind, Xu Yuan passed by the gate of the inner courtyard without realizing it, and returned to his courtyard with his eyes lowered.

However, he didn't know if it was a drunken illusion, but before he stepped into his own courtyard, he heard the inner courtyard door seem to be opened from the inside.

Xu Yinhe's eyes calmly swept across the falling snow covered with footprints outside the door, and landed on the girl in black clothes standing at the door.

The girl in black clothes looked at the suddenly opened door and the middle-aged man who appeared at the door. She subconsciously stopped and her dark eyes widened.

She didn't seem to expect that someone would open the door suddenly.

But after seeing the person clearly, he understood in his heart.

She was discovered.

There was a moment of silence,

Ran Qingmo looked at the middle-aged man at the door and asked carefully and tentatively:

"Uncle Xu Yuan, has he gone home today?"

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There was no immediate response. The middle-aged man stared at the girl in black clothes quietly, seeming to be considering something.

After quite a while,

In Ran Qingmo's expectant eyes, Xu Yinhe said softly:

"He is dead."

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Silent, you can hear the falling snow.

A careful look settled on his face, Ran Qingmo blinked, and then his beautiful black and translucent eyes gradually widened, his slender red fingertips were clenched under the sleeves, and his red lips opened, as if he wanted to say something, but But couldn't tell.

She's not stupid,

She immediately thought of what she had seen and heard in the Prime Minister's Mansion these days.

None of the servants or guests in the Prime Minister's Mansion ever mentioned Xu Yuan.

This is unreasonable.

Really unreasonable

"Creak."

in silence,

She subconsciously took a step back and stepped into the snow, looking at the middle-aged man in black robes, his eyes changed from quiet to chaotic, his breathing gradually became tight with his chest, and his quiet and elegant voice was full of confusion and confusion:

"Is he dead?"

Seeing the girl's reaction, Xu Yinhe sighed inwardly, his expression did not change at all, and his voice still maintained the same tone:

"Yes, he just said it himself."