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Chapter 70: Don’T Forget (Tianyu Tianyue’S Spirit Beast Egg)

Chapter 70 Don’t Forget (Tianyu Tianyue’s Spirit Beast Egg)

Shao Mingyuan was as tall and straight as a pine, not moving.

Qing’s mother shouted in horror, “Young Master Biao, you can’t—”

When the    long sword reached Shao Mingyuan’s heart, Qiao Mo’s complexion changed slightly and moved up a little.

The sharp sword sank into Shao Mingyuan’s shoulder. As Qiao Mo pulled the sword, blood immediately poured out, dyeing his white robe red.

Qiao Mo’s quiet eyes were stained with anger, and his voice was even colder: “Why don’t you hide?”

Shao Mingyuan did not speak.

“Is it expected that I won’t kill you?”

Qiao Mo clenched the long sword in his hand, and in Shao Mingyuan’s silence, he suddenly threw the blood-stained sword to the ground, bursting with anger: “Shao Mingyuan, when you shot that arrow, did you expect that the world would only praise you or not? Favoritism, great benevolence and righteousness? Even if it is your wife’s relatives, you can only choose to forgive you?”

Qiao Mo’s words were loud and slammed.

The pain in his shoulder made Shao Mingyuan pale, but he didn’t show a trace.

Under such questioning, Shao Mingyuan finally said, “I don’t.”

“there is nothing?”

“I didn’t think about how the world looked at me, and I didn’t think about whether my wife’s relatives would forgive me.” Shao Mingyuan lowered his eyes, his voice was lonely, “I didn’t think about anything.”

He didn’t explain more, Qiao Mo looked over, he looked back, his eyes were dark and magnanimous.

The eyes of the two men met for a long time.

Qiao Mo’s anger lowered: “You go.”

“Miss Qiao will be suspended for seven, seven and forty-nine days. Do you want to see her for the last time?”

Qiao Mo shook his head: “No need, even if I want to come, my eldest sister doesn’t want me to see her behind. I will go on the day of her funeral.”

“Uncle, Ming Yuan is leaving.” Shao Mingyuan saluted with fists, turned around and walked out.

“Shao Mingyuan.” Qiao Mo shouted behind him.

Shao Mingyuan stopped, turned around, and said respectfully, “What else is there to do, brother-in-law?”

Qiao Mo’s eyes fell on his blood-stained shoulder: “Band up the wound.”

Shao Mingyuan was stunned, and nodded his head in a kind-hearted manner: “Okay.”

He doesn’t care about this injury, but he is now attracting everyone’s attention, and the news that he was stabbed by his uncle is likely to cause trouble for his uncle.

Shao Mingyuan followed Qiao Mo into the main room.

Qing’s mother was afraid that something would happen again, so she hurriedly reported to Mrs. Xue.

Qiao Mo disfigured his face and described it as terrifying. Tingfeng Curie was only served by a servant.

Shao Mingyuan didn’t need to avoid suspicion, he declined the help of the servant, tore off the corner of the white robe and skillfully bandaged the wound with one hand, put on the plain clothes handed over by the servant, and walked out calmly.

Qiao Mo looked at the handsome man in plain clothes, sighed softly, and asked him, “Shao Mingyuan, do you know my sister’s boudoir name?”

Shao Mingyuan’s thin lips pursed lightly.

He was rushed back to Beijing to marry the daughter of the Qiao family when he was fighting in the northern region. On the day of the wedding, he rushed north to the hinterland of Daliang due to the raid of the Tartars. How could he know the name of the Qiao family?

He also wrote a letter to his family, and when he asked about it implicitly, each family letter was like a sea of rocks, and Mr. Qiao never replied to him.

“You remember, she has a single name of “Zhao”, which is the “Zhao” that sages use to make people more famous.”

Qiao Zhao—

Shao Mingyuan muttered the name in his heart, and nodded to Qiao Mo: “I remember.”

“Just remember.” Qiao Mo smiled lightly, with infinite sadness in his heart.

He admitted that Shao Mingyuan was a very good man. If it weren’t for the good luck, he would be a good match with his younger sister. After all, this man would eventually marry a new wife and marry other women, and grow old together.

Thinking like this, it’s hard to calm down.

Qiao Mo closed his eyes and looked at Shao Mingyuan firmly: “Shao Mingyuan, my sister is a good girl, you can’t forget it.”

Shao Mingyuan only felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been knocked abruptly by a small hammer, and solemnly said: “Never dare to forget.”

Of course he knew she was a good girl.

On that day, she stood on the city wall, clearly falling into the mouth of the jackals, tigers and leopards, but without a trace of embarrassment or fear, just like the bravest warrior under him.

He killed such a good girl with his own hands, killed his wife, and killed the possibility of him living a dull and warm life.

Shao Mingyuan’s throat burned so badly, and his voice was even more hoarse: “Ming Yuan will only have Qiao Zhao’s wife in this life, please rest assured.”

He clasped his fists and saluted again, turned around and strode away.

Qiao Mo opened his mouth.

That’s not what he meant.

What does   Shao Mingyuan mean?

What does it mean that there is only one wife in this life? Could it be that he is willing to protect his eldest sister and never marry again?

Qiao Mo only found this guess to be extraordinarily bizarre, but the deviation from the man’s words and deeds made him believe it a bit more.

Qiao Mo stood on the steps, letting the breeze blow his ruined face, and muttered to himself for a long time: “Why is this necessary?”

He turned around and wanted to enter the house, but the girl’s voice behind him sounded: “Brother—”

Qiao Mo came back to his senses and looked at the girl who ran over with a gentle smile: “Wan Wan, why are you here at this time?”

The girl looks like she is eight or nine years old. She is sweet and lovely, and she is still childish. It is Qiao Mo’s younger sister, Qiao Wan.

“Brother, I heard that Shao Mingyuan is looking for you, isn’t it?”

“You should be called brother-in-law.”

“What brother-in-law, he’s not my brother-in-law! What about others?” Qiao Wan looked around.

“Just left.”

“I’m going to find him!” Qiao Wan said a few words later, for fear of being blocked by her brother, she ran away with the corners of her skirt in hand.

Qiao Mo raised his feet to chase, thinking of how horrified the servants of Shang Shufu looked when they saw him, turned around and went into the house to fetch the power.

Qiao Wan ran very fast, saw a strange tall man in the distance, and immediately shouted: “Stop!”

Shao Mingyuan stopped and turned around.

The girl who ran over just reached Shao Mingyuan’s waist, raised her head and asked, “Are you Shao Mingyuan?”

Shao Mingyuan squatted down and said softly, “I am.”

“Bad man, you killed my sister, I want to avenge my sister!” Qiao Wan opened her eyes wide, raised her fist and hit the big man in front of her.

Luckily, this punch happened to hit Shao Mingyuan’s injured shoulder, and the blood immediately soaked the fabric.

The plain color clothes, the bloodstains are already conspicuous, and a blood flower blooms on the shoulders of the big man in an instant, Qiao Wan withdraws his fists and is stunned.

She bleeds the legendary invincible general with one fist?

Qiao Wan looked down at his hand.

There is a smear of red blood on the back of his hand.

The little girl was dizzy and shaky.

Oops, she’s dizzy!

Qiao Wan turned around, fell to the ground in a daze, and was supported halfway by a pair of strong hands.

Shao Mingyuan raised his head and instructed the old woman who was stunned on the side of the road: “Take the watch **** your back.”

That old woman was sent by the Mao family to inquire about the situation. Knowing the identity of the man in front of her, she didn’t dare to refuse, and hurriedly carried Qiao Wan on her back.

Shao Mingyuan stood up straight, motioned his wife to follow him, and met Qiao Mo halfway.

“Uncle, my sister fainted for some reason.”

Qiao Mo knew at a glance the blood on Shao Mingyuan’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry, she faints.”

Shao Mingyuan was stunned.

Knowing this, he just avoided it.

“Do you want your injury—”

“Don’t bother, there’s only a little blood, just cover it up.” Shao Mingyuan took out a white handkerchief and pressed it on his shoulder. After saying goodbye to Qiao Mo, he walked towards the place where Mrs. Xue was entertaining guests. On the way, she met Qing’s mother to accompany her. Mrs. Xue came in a hurry.

ps: The third update. For this update, I would like to thank Alliance Leader Tianyu and Tianyue for the spirit beast eggs that they had previously rewarded. By the way, ask for a monthly pass.

(end of this chapter)