Sima Jingxuan heard the movement outside and finally couldn't help running out of the house.
But he saw Nangong Yan rush into the house with his grudge. Sima Jing hung his heart and sank. The grudge still had an accident.
Nangong Yan rushed into the room and put his hatred on the bed: "mother, I'll heal you right away."
Resentment grabbed his hand and shook his head weakly: "No. you know it's useless. Why waste your internal power."
Nangong Yan didn't care much. He stretched out his index finger and sealed her acupoints: "don't talk any more."
Ji Qingxue then followed in. She said, "Nangong Yan, stop it. Her body will not bear it if you forcibly lose internal power to her now."
Nangong Yan quickly removed his internal power. Now he was at a loss: "ah Xue, what should I do? What should I do?"
Ji Qingxue pushed him aside: "have you forgotten that I'm a doctor? Stand aside and leave the matter here to me."
Nangong Yan had to step aside. Sima Jingxuan rushed in. He asked anxiously, "how's Qingxue?"
Nangong Yan stared at him coldly: "why don't you protect her? She chose to come back to you. Why don't you protect her?"
Sima Jingxuan didn't refute this time, but how did he stop it? Can you stop the hatred?
Nangong Yan punched him hard in the face and said, "I asked you why you don't take good care of her! Sima Jing hung. I let my mother go with you because it's her choice, but what about you?"
Then he punched hard again.
Sima Jing received two punches, and the corners of his mouth spilled blood: "I didn't protect her."
Ji Qingxue was so annoyed by them that he shouted, "if you want to beat you two, go out and beat me. Don't bother me here."
Nangong Yan glanced at her: "ah Xue, please come here."
Then Nangong Yan pulled Sima Jing out: "as for what you have, let's go out and say."
Sima Jingxuan was pulled out by Nangong Yan before he could see his hatred.
I was worried when I saw their fierce momentum, but Ji Qingxue forced me to hold them down: "don't worry about these things. I'm giving you a needle. Don't move."
"But I'm worried about them." one is her own son and the other is a person who has been with her for decades. How can she not worry.
"You can't do anything when you go out now. I think they'll just have a fight. You'd better keep your mind in order to avoid anything wrong."
Nangong Yan and Sima Jingxuan came out of the corridor. Sima Jingxuan asked, "when did you know this?"
Nangong Yan asked, "when did I know it was important?"
"So in fact, you always know who she is, but you're playing silly. Then why don't you know her? Do you know how much she misses you over the years!"
Sima Jingxuan couldn't control his violent mood. This man clearly knew who the grudge was, but he turned a blind eye to it. What was his intention?
"Does she miss me? If so, why doesn't she recognize me? Didn't she choose to return to your king Ning's house when she was in Yaowang Valley? Since she wants to choose this way, what can I do besides respecting her choice?"
At the beginning, Sima Jingxuan asked him to visit the legacy of being treated. Nangong Yan refused because he was afraid that he would be uncontrollable.
He was afraid that he would ask her why he didn't recognize him and why he left him for so many years?
When Sima Jingxuan told him that he might regret his life if he didn't go, Nangong Yan was even more angry. Why could this man openly occupy the scene of his mother's imperial concubine for more than ten years.
When he was in Dayan, Nangong Yan felt that Sima Jingxuan was very familiar with his martial arts. Now I think his martial arts were taught by his mother's concubine. No wonder he felt this way.
"Nangong Yan said so, you have no right to accuse me."
Nangong Yan sneered: "I don't want to blame you at all, so we'd better use martial arts to distinguish between high and low."
Nangong Yan and Sima Jingxuan fought and fought all the way from upstairs to downstairs. The shopkeeper hid in the corner and trembled: what natural and man-made disasters are these days? There have been one after another just now. Do you really regard his inn as a martial arts challenge arena?
Rong Sheng followed him all the way to the inn. Seeing Nangong Yan and Sima Jingxuan fighting, he rushed to help without saying a word.
Nangong Yan was stunned when he saw Rong Sheng: "how did you come here?"
Rong Sheng replied, "I saw you and little master hurried out of the house, so I came here with you all the way."
Rong Sheng looked at the Sima mirror opposite, frowned and said, "Why are you here?"
Sima Jingxuan didn't speak, but looked at Nangong Yan coldly and found a chair to sit down.
"Brother Nangong, what's the matter with you? Why do you want to fight? Where's little Shifu?"
Nangong Yan pointed to the upstairs. When Rongsheng was preparing to go upstairs, Ji Qingxue had come out of the house.
Ji Qingxue walked downstairs slowly, and Nangong Yan rushed up.
"Ah Xue, how is she?"
"How is Qingxue?"
The two men made a sound at the same time, looked at each other and disliked each other. Nangong Yan asked with concern: "ah Xue, is she all right?"
"At the beginning, Yaowang and I have controlled her injury. As early as in Yaowang Valley, we said that we can't let her consume so much energy. If she keeps doing this for a year, she can't make it for a month."
Ji Qingxue's words made Sima Jing's mind buzzing, and instantly turned into a blank. He couldn't die!
Sima Jingxuan planned to go upstairs, but Nangong Yan clamped his arm: "do you still have the face to see her?"
Sima Jing said coldly, "if you still want to fight after I go to see her, I will accompany you."
Ji Qingxue grabbed nangongyan's other hand and shook his head at him silently. Nangongyan stopped.
After Sima Jing hung upstairs, Nangong Yan sat in his chair and looked a little lonely and decadent. He felt a little ridiculous in his heart. It was clearly his mother's concubine who kept her own son for more than ten years, but accompanied another person for more than ten years. How could he not hate?
Rongsheng didn't know what had happened. When he saw nangongyan's expression, he was slightly surprised. In his impression, nangongyan was always cold. He always planned strategies and had a plan in mind. He has never seen such Nangong inflammation today.
Ji Qingxue squatted in front of him and whispered to him, "when did you know this?"
Nangong Yan looked down at her. It took him a long time to say, "it's been a while."
But when he knew what he could do, he handed over the choice to his mother. Many years ago, she left herself alone. Many years later, she chose to leave.
He could resist asking her why, but when he dreamt back at midnight, he couldn't pass the level in his heart.
He admitted that he had resentment and hatred in his heart.