MTL - Fairy, Please Let Me Explain-Chapter 169 life and death

  Chapter 169 Life and Death

  Although the act of giving away a leather mask seemed random, combined with some information from his previous life, Xu Yuan felt Xu Yinhe's deep helplessness, and even gradually began to understand why Xiangguo's mansion was killed by the plot in "Cangyuan".

   The world is an enemy.

  Even the royal court, the only ally, may be a poor boy.

  Is this a hammer?

   Of course, this is only relative.

  The Dayan imperial family treated the Xiangguo Mansion roughly the same, or even worse.

   After all, there are no two masters in a country.

  The current situation in the Xiangguo Mansion is not something that can be described by local warlords, but the central warlords who occupy the heart of the Dayan Dynasty.

   Birds are hidden, rabbits are dead.

  For the one sitting on the golden throne, the Xiangguo Mansion that can lose both sides with the Zongmen is the best Xiangguo Mansion.

   Putting on the mask, Xu Yuan's eyes were a little gloomy, but he sighed softly immediately.

  He is not a person who likes to struggle.

  If he liked to struggle, he wouldn't die suddenly in this world because he stayed up late playing games.

   Compared with struggling, he prefers a casual and peaceful life.

   Commonly known as rotten.

  He always had only one intention.

Relying on past life information to help the Xiangguo Mansion win the future war, no matter how the old man chooses in the end, if he is at ease to be a small boy, then he will travel around the mountains and rivers as a dandy, and if he wants to become a big man, then he will be a Lord idle.

  After all, the plot killings against the Xiangguo Mansion in the previous life "Cang Yuan" were all outrageous.

  Even when he knew that the Jiantian Pavilion was hidden in the dark, Xu Yuan's plan remained unchanged, because the Jiantian Pavilion was harmless.

  If you are really strong, why hide it? As for the ability to predict the future.

Ah.

  He is unpredictable, and he is the closest direct descendant of the Xiangguo Mansion. What he does can directly affect Xu Yinhe's decision, thus making the future of the entire Xiangguo Mansion unpredictable.

  But now he suddenly found that the situation seemed to be worse than he imagined.

  Because, Xu Yinhe's decision seems to be trying to drive ducks to the shelves.

   "Third brother."

  I was thinking,

  Xu Yuan heard a soft call, and then looked around, he saw Xu Xinyao's worried eyes.

  Xu Xinyao tentatively looked at the gloomy expression on Xu Yuan's face:

   "Father wants you to inherit the Xiangguo Mansion, isn't it a good thing?"

  Xu Yuan was about to shake his head to explain, but swallowed the words that were about to come to his mouth, sighed instead, and said with a smile:

   "It's indeed a good thing, I just wasn't prepared for it. This power is too great, I didn't dare to think about it before."

  His voice changed slightly because of the mask.

   "Is that really the case?" Xu Xinyao felt a little uneasy.

  Xu Yuan asked rhetorically:

   "Besides this, what else could it be for?"

  Xu Xinyao shook her head: "I don't know."

   "Xu Yuan, can't you let me know?"

  At this moment, Ran Qingmo suddenly interrupted and asked, "I can go out."

  Xu Yuan turned his eyes and said:

   "I've said it all, you are special, if I didn't want to tell you, I wouldn't have talked about it here in the first place."

  “.”

  The expression in Ran Qingmo's quiet eyes remained unchanged, but her heartbeat quickened for an instant.

   And at this moment,

   "Tuk Tuk Tuk—"

   There was a knock on the door of the courtyard at a very inopportune time.

  “.”

  Xu Yuan took a deep breath, turned to look at the courtyard door:

"who?"

   "Third Young Master, it's me, Bai Zhao, here to deliver dinner to Young Master and the two young ladies."

  Xu Yuan glanced at the rising sun hanging high in the sky, motioned for the two girls to put on their bamboo hats, and uttered a word in a cold voice:

"Enter."

   "Squeak—"

  The courtyard door rang softly and was pushed open.

   Entering the door, Bai Zhao immediately took a cautious look at the courtyard.

  He didn't ask his subordinates to deliver meals, because he knew his position very well.

   But he seems to have come at a bad time.

  As a human spirit who has been at the bottom for decades, although there are only two words, it is enough for him to hear that the words of the third son are a little displeased.

   When he saw the strange man in the pavilion, Bai Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then his body began to tremble uncontrollably, but he has the psychological quality.

   Dazed for a moment, Bai Zhao quietly walked to the front of the pavilion, leaned over and put down the plate in his hand:

   "Third Young Master, if you are not satisfied, please tell me at any time."

  Xu Yuan nodded slightly. He saw the trembling of the other party just now, and slightly restrained his dissatisfaction just now:

   "Well, you did a good job, let's go down."

  “.”

  Hearing this strange voice, Bai Zhao clenched his fists slightly, knelt down in front of Xu Yuan, clasped his fists and said in an extremely fast and deep voice:

   "Third son, the villain has been here in Vientiane City for twenty-nine years and has been loyal to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Please save the life of the villain's relatives."

  Xu Yuan glanced at Bai Zhao in surprise, and immediately felt relieved.

  Although he didn't think it was a big deal, the reality was that he only thought about glory and **** for this Baizhao.

   After a pause, Xu Yuan lightly smiled and comforted him:

   "It's not a big deal you disturbed, don't worry, get up."

  “.”

  When Bai Zhao heard this, he clasped his fists and trembled slightly because of the force, so he didn't get up, and directly pressed his head on the stone slab with a "boom":

   "The third son concealed his identity and came here to do business. I know that my status is low and I don't deserve to know about it. I hope you will spare the relatives of the villain. They don't know about it."

  “.”

  Hearing this, Xu Yuan silently put his hand on the stone table, and clasped the plate with his slender index finger.

  He suddenly realized what Bai Zhao was talking about.

  The gray-haired middle-aged man in front of him will definitely die.

  Just like in previous life movies, the protagonist accidentally knows something he should not know, so someone wants him to die.

   But reality is not a movie, and Xu Yinhe is not the villain in the movie, and this Bai Zhao will not be the protagonist in the movie.

   So he will die.

  But this person can actually observe and react in such a short time

  Xu Yuan waved his hand:

   "Okay, get up, I have something to go to my father today, and I will talk about your matter, don't worry, go down."

  Bai Zhao carefully wiped off the blood on the slate with his sleeve robe, and slowly got up from the ground:

   "Bai Zhao, thank you, Third Young Master, for your kindness."

   After finishing speaking, Bai Zhao didn't say anything more, and left the courtyard very tactfully.

  After Bai Zhao left, the courtyard was quiet for a long time.

  Xu Xinyao asked with some uncertainty:

   "Third brother, why is this person like this?"

  Xu Yuan glanced at her sideways, with a calm voice:

   "Didn't Bai Zhao just say that, he saw that I concealed my identity."

  Xu Xinyao's breath stagnates:

   "You mean Bai Zhao saw that his father wanted to train you."

"of course not."

  Xu Yuan smiled and waved his hand:

   "He doesn't have enough information right now, so he probably doesn't know yet, but if there is a real war in Vientiane City, with this person's intelligence, he will definitely be able to figure it out. Father will not allow such a person to exist."

  Xu Xinyao bit her lips:

   "Third Brother. This person has made contributions to our Xiangguo Mansion. Just because he knows, he will be silenced?"

  Xu Yuan looked at her and paused every word:

   "He dies, I die, choose."

  Xu Xinyao's black pupils shrank slightly, and there was some wavering in her beautiful eyes.

  Xu Yuan stopped looking at her, looked sideways at Ran Qingmo, and asked:

   "Ran Qingmo, he dies, I die, choose."

"He dies."

  Ran Qingmo said without thinking, while speaking, he stood up holding the ink sword.

   Ten minutes later, there is another chapter

  (end of this chapter)