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Chapter 186 What are you thinking about

"You have a good idea."

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded beside his ear. Qin Xiao's body froze, and he couldn't help but look sideways, meeting a pair of dark golden eyes.

Qiongqi transformed into a cat and appeared here at some point. He landed lightly on his shoulder, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He spoke slowly with a rising voice, bewitching people.

"It is indeed him who has put the imprisonment." Qiongqi smiled slightly, and moved closer, and said in his ear, "That person is imprisoned by Mo Ze. No one can directly explore the identity of that person... Not even himself."

"The reason why he is like this is because he touched the restrictions he had set, and suffered backlash."

Qiongqi confirmed Qin Xiao's guess.

The low voice was only transmitted between the two. Qin Xiao's eyes darkened, staring at him without speaking.

Qiongqi thought of something, smiled sarcastically, and squinted at him: "It seems that you are not special to him... How do you feel?"

"...It's nothing." Qin Xiao looked at the child in Mo Hanshang's arms and said in a calm voice.

"Really?" Qiongqi smiled. His deep and pleasant voice was particularly touching, as if it had sunk to the bottom of his heart. "You searched for him for so long, and it was only until your death that you were willing to believe that he really broke his promise. He left without even saying a word..."

"And now that you have come to this world, you find out that he has someone he cares about in this world again, and... it's not you."

Qiongqi's golden eyes flickered, shining directly at Qin Xiao like two beams of light: "Is it really nothing? You spent your entire life chasing after his footsteps, trying to catch even a glimpse of his presence, but what was the result?"

"What did you think when you heard the news of his death? What did you think when you heard that he had someone else in this world who was also important to him?"

"Now, what were you thinking when you saw him setting up a barrier that even he couldn't detect in order to protect the person who attacked his reincarnation?"

Qiongqi's voice became softer and softer, which could easily arouse the resentment deep in people's hearts. He glanced at Mo Hanyu meaningfully and smiled gently.

"Look at the miserable state he's in now. It's all his own fault, isn't it?"

Qin Xiao didn't say anything, just looked at the chaotic crowd quietly, took two steps back, and made way for the doctors.

Several doctors came over, some bandaged Mo Hanyu and carried him to the stretcher, while others noticed the injuries on Mo Hanshang's body and shouted for him to lie on the stretcher as well. Mo Hanshang was reluctant and struggled a few times before Mo Jian slapped him on the back of his head and he fainted.

Qin Xiao was silent for a long time.

"……no."

Just when Qiongqi thought Qin Xiao would not answer, he finally spoke.

Qin Xiao's eyes were calm and his voice was gentle: "Mo Ze put him in prison to protect him. That's his own business."

"It's true that Mo Hanyu is his reincarnation, but he has no reason to bear the consequences of Mo Ze's decision." Qin Xiao said calmly, "This has nothing to do with him, and he was also working hard just now. It can only be said that he didn't expect it, but it can't be said that he deserved it."

"But judging from your attitude just now... you clearly still have some resentment, right?" Qiongqi sneered.

Qin Xiao's eyes gradually dimmed and he was silent for a moment.

"But it has nothing to do with him."

Qin Xiao's voice was low, and it was unclear whether he was defending Mo Hanyu or trying to convince himself.

……

"Tsk, it's coming pretty fast."

In the darkness, a black shadow made an unwilling sound, feeling a little regretful that he had not gotten rid of Mo Hanshang.

“Mo family…” the black shadow muttered to himself, gritting his teeth, as if there was some huge hatred between him and the Mo family, “Those ungrateful guys… deserve to die, all deserve to die!”

As he spoke, he gasped and reviewed the fight that had just taken place to himself.

"Just now... just now, that child, it was always that child." The shadow thought of Qin Xiao who stood in front of Mo Hanyu at the critical moment, and his teeth itched in anger, "Obviously, it was just a little bit. It was just so close that he could die without any pain, that body..."

"Why... He obviously didn't use any attributes - no, that's not right, that kind of aura was used by... that adult..."

"Why, why would that child use...why-"

The black shadow covered his head, his pupils kept shrinking, and it seemed that he was about to collapse in the next second.

But then, as if it had reached some limit, the shadow paused, and the next second, its breathing became lighter.

"But...it's okay, it's okay."

"Fortunately I got it..." The black shadow looked at the object in his hand and seemed to be so excited that he was about to cry.

"Wait... please wait a moment..."

"I'm about to succeed."

In the black shadow's hand, there was a bloody blade of grass.

If Mo Hanyu was present, he would have recognized that it was the flying leaf that almost separated his head and body.

The black shadow clenched the grass leaf in his hand, carefully picked up the blood on it, and put it into a small wooden bottle.

"It will...success soon."

……

"What happened today?"

After finishing the job, Wang Ji returned home, opened Wang Xuyi's door and asked him.

"What, what's going on?" Wang Xuyi was shocked and looked puzzled.

Wang Ji lowered his eyelids slightly, staring at him with an unclear gaze, and said softly: "What do you think?"

Wang Xuyi met his eyes, and his heart suddenly turned cold. He was stunned for a moment, then he knelt on one knee without hesitation and lowered his head: "Dad..."

Before he could say anything, Wang Ji waved his hand.

"I have no intention of questioning what you are planning to do." Wang Ji's eyes moved downward, with a hint of coldness hidden under his calm gaze, "But you'd better grasp this measure."

Wang Xuyi lowered his head and said nothing.

"You'd better bet that this move you made is the right one." Wang Ji left after saying the last sentence.

Not until his breath completely disappeared did Wang Xuyi slowly stand up, looking in the direction where Wang Ji left with an unclear gaze.

"Did you know Wang Ji has a son?"

After examination, it was found that although Mo Hanyu had suffered mental trauma, he was physically fine, so he was moved back to the hotel to recuperate.

Although Mo Hanshang looked lively and energetic, examination revealed that his tendons and veins were damaged in many places and were at risk of rupture. In addition, most of the wounds on his body were penetrating wounds, so he needed to rest well. Therefore, he was kept in the clinic for further examination.

Qin Xiao stayed beside Mo Hanyu and sat on the bed that originally belonged to Mo Hanshang. He looked at Mo Hanyu for a while, and seeing that his breathing was steady, he started chatting with Nangong Huaxue.

"Oh, I know." Nangong Huaxue touched Xiao Mi in his arms and blinked.

"...You don't mind?" Qin Xiao's eyes were dim.

"What's the big deal?" Nangong Huaxue smiled nonchalantly, "How is his injury?"

"It's just some mental trauma, nothing serious." Qin Xiao glanced at Mo Hanyu.

"Hmm..." Nangong Huaxue nodded thoughtfully and looked at Mo Hanyu, "He does look... pretty good."

Even Nangong Huaxue, who was prejudiced against him, couldn't say with a clear conscience that he was average looking.

Qin Xiao: ...

Qin Xiao shook his head helplessly and told her what had just happened: "The person who attacked... should have some connection with Mo Ze."

Nangong Huaxue's attention was not on this: "You said you met Wang Ji's son?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Qin Xiao saw her asking this, his eyes moved slightly and looked at her.

"Wang Ji has kept his son hidden very well, how could he easily reveal his identity?" Nangong Huaxue didn't understand, "Even if he is a little bit stupid, he should not be so careless after following Wang Ji for so long..."

"...By the way, do you really not care about that child?" Qin Xiao said, staring at Nangong Huaxue's face, trying to find clues from her expression.

When Nangong Huaxue saw him like this, she knew what he was thinking and said helplessly: "Do you know how old his son is?"

Qin Xiao: “Fifteen years old.”

Nangong Huaxue: "Wang Ji is twenty-two this year."

Qin Xiao: ...

Qin Xiao: I understand.

Qin Xiao turned his head and saw the bright moon through the clouds.

Nangong Huaxue continued to explain: "I think... no matter how you look at it, it's too shocking for a 7-year-old to give birth."

"Not to mention that she was pregnant for ten months... She's only six years old." Nangong Huaxue sneered, "She hasn't even fully grown her hair yet, has she?"

Qin Xiao: ...

Wang Xuyi returned to the desk and sat down slowly. Thinking about what had just happened, he was still frightened and couldn't help but tighten the longevity lock around his neck.

Qin Xiao...

Mo Hanyu...

Wang Xuyi lowered his eyes, light and shadow flickered in his eyes, thinking about something.

Of course he knew the identities of the two children.

White hair and blue eyes, Mo Hanshang's younger brother. These two conditions combined make it possible to recognize his identity at a glance.

He was intentionally contacting them, and Wang Ji could definitely see that.

Father……

Thinking of Wang Ji, Wang Xuyi's eyes darkened.

His mother was originally the courtesan of Mengxianglou, and his father was Wang Ji's uncle. According to his mother, she seemed to have a strong relationship with his father, but he had never seen that man.

His mother gave birth to him so that he could help her find the man's heart. In his earliest memory, his mother kept telling him to be obedient and that his father would come to pick them up one day, he would definitely...

When his mother said this, her nails always dug deep into his flesh.

Wang Xuyi believed it at first, and he also hoped deeply that his father would one day welcome him and his mother home with a smile, and would lift him above his head, hold him in his arms, and gently stroke his head, just like the father he saw on the street...

But all this is just unrealistic wishful thinking for myself and my mother.

His mother had wasted a lot of energy giving birth to him, and she was no longer of much use to Lou Zhong. So, even though her body could be cured with just one Huixiang Pill worth five silver coins, it was worn out by the constant wasting of energy day after day.

As the child of an Oiran, he was not bad looking, and as the blood of that man, he could always perfectly hide his feelings and control his emotions, which was his innate ability.

Because his mother could not create more value for the building, he needed to help serve tea and water, and smile at the customers. Even when facing his mother's worsening health, he could still smile and actively comfort his mother, saying that everything would be fine.

Everything will be alright...right?

Sometimes he didn't know whether he really thought so or it was just a reason to deceive himself.

He hoped that the father he had never met would come like a god to save him and his mother.

But hope was shattered.

He heard his father's name from the guests. It turned out that the man already had a wife and children.

He won't come.

The moment he heard it, he was stunned and couldn't even understand what the guest said.

Instinct made him maintain his smile, and his nature made him wake up quickly and digest the news.

He didn't tell his mother, which would have made her health worse.

This year, he was 6 years old.

Awakening attributes is the foundation for becoming a Qi cultivator.

Qi cultivation is very powerful and will help you live a long life.

But no one cares about people of their low status, and naturally no Qi cultivator is willing to awaken their attributes.

He seemed to be hidden deep in the shadow of glamour and luxury, a bud that could not see the light of day.

My mother passed away on a rainy night.

I heard that my mother and that man first met on a rainy night.

He looked at his mother's body and thought expressionlessly.

The woman closed her eyes, as if she was asleep. Although she looked a little haggard, she still looked beautiful and charming.

The other people in the building who were friends with his mother raised money for her coffin and helped him bury her.

Since then, he has been living in a daze, following the rules of his previous life.

Until one day, he heard news about the man again, but it was the news of his death.

He was murdered along with his wife.

That person is the current head of the Wang family.

When he heard the news, he was only moved for a few seconds and soon regained his composure.

Anyway, he and that man have no relationship except blood, so there is no need to be sad for that man.

But what he didn't expect was that not long after, he met the person in the rumor.

It was also a rainy night. A young man with a cold and violent aura sat elegantly in front of him, and the subordinates around him gave off a suffocating sense of oppression.

He knelt on the ground, wishing he could bury his head in the ground.

The aura emanating from the person in front of him made him tremble uncontrollably. The chilling murderous aura permeated all around, making it hard for him to breathe.

Indescribable fear surrounded him, and the feeling of suffocation was like a python tightly wrapped around his throat, making him dare not even think of resisting.

He could feel two cold gazes shining on him, looking him up and down, but he didn't dare to look up to confirm, or even to look at the clothes the person in front of him was wearing.

"Do you know who your father is?"

The person in front of him finally spoke. His voice was unexpectedly immature and his tone was flat, like a cold wind blowing gently past his ears, making him shiver with cold.

"No...don't know."

Feeling the murderous aura emanating from this person, out of his survival instinct, he forced himself to raise his head, and gave that person the most innocent and blank smile he had ever given him, staring at him stupidly as if he felt nothing.

"My mother never told me."

He tried his best to appear stupid and ignorant, so that the person in front of him would believe that he was not a threat to him and hoped that he would spare his life.

please……

In fact, he didn't think he could pose any threat to him, or even be worthy of standing in front of him.

He didn't understand why this person was looking at him with a scrutinizing look, but this was not the time to think about it.

He stared at the face of the person in front of him and found that he was unexpectedly young.

The face was extremely beautiful. The person using it stared at him with a half-smile, and the sharp eagle-like eyes seemed to see through his mind at a glance, making his heart feel as if it was being squeezed tightly by a pair of invisible hands.

The strong smell of blood irritated his nerves, and he could tell that this man had killed someone not long ago.

Killing someone... He didn't even dare to think about this kind of thing.

He could only stare at him blankly and smile at him in a crazy and foolish manner.

He was watching him, he was measuring him.

"What about your mother?" the man spoke again, looking down, lowering his gaze as if giving alms.

"Already dead."

His voice couldn't stop trembling, and he looked at the person in front of him as if praying, hoping that he would give him a chance to live.

After these few short sentences, he already knew the identity of the visitor.

He is the current head of the Wang family, Wang Ji.

When Wang Ji heard his answer, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he had known it for a long time.

Yes, with his status, they, mother and son, are no different from transparent in his eyes.

"Do you know who I am?" Wang Ji leaned back in his chair and continued to ask him in a leisurely and leisurely manner.

The pressure on his body eased a little, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

"No, I don't know."

He stared at Wang Ji without blinking.

Wang Ji was casually flipping through the papers handed to him by someone next to him, not knowing what he was looking at.

The air seemed to be frozen, no one dared to breathe, and everyone could only look at him tremblingly, waiting to guess when the invisible axe blade would fall.

"Ah."

Suddenly, a light laugh broke the depressing atmosphere.

He looked at Wang Ji, wondering why he suddenly laughed.

Wang Ji closed his eyes and lowered his gaze again.

"I am your father."

……

...?

……what?

He was stunned for a long time and didn't understand what Wang Ji meant.

The usually intelligent mind suddenly stopped working, as if it had lost the ability to think and digest in an instant.

Wang Ji pursed his lips and chuckled. Under his blank gaze, he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it casually into a basin not far away. He looked at him and said, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"No, it's not..."

He answered instinctively, and smiled instinctively: "I'm just... a little excited."

"My name is Wang Ji." Wang Ji ignored his words and said to himself, "Remember this name."

"Yes……"

He lowered his head again.