Quick Wear: After I captured the hero, I ran away with the ball

"Yun'er, please, don't leave me." Xie Wangjin no longer had his previous smooth talker look. His lips gradually lost their color, and the hand holding Qiuyun was shaking.

"If you stay with me, you will die." Qiu Yun could no longer hold back her emotions. Her love was no less than Xie Wangjin's. If possible, she also wanted to be his wife.

But the youngest daughter of the Liang family, Liang Youyun, had already died in the massacre of her entire family. The one who survived now was Qiuyun, and only Qiuyun.

If she were to be with Xie Wangjin, it would definitely arouse those people's suspicion. In this way, not only her, but also Xie Wangjin would die with her.

"I don't care. Without you, I might as well die." Xie Wangjin shouted loudly.

It was the first time Qiuyun saw him get angry. She was so scared that she froze in place, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. When Xie Wangjin saw her crying, he was at a loss as to what to do and hugged her in his arms.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have talked to you like that, Yun'er. Please don't leave me." His tone was full of pleading, begging her to save his life.

Qiu Yun closed her eyes, and all she saw were corpses: her parents, her brothers and sisters. She was protected by their flesh and blood. The blood flowed onto her body, soaking her clothes.

Every night, she tossed and turned, recalling the past over and over again, reminding herself of her hatred.

She felt the familiar embrace, slowly pushed him away, looked at him, and said word by word:

"Xie Wangjin, you may not care about your own life, but what about the prince's, his wife, and the more than one hundred lives of my Liang Mansion? Can you not care about these?"

Xie Wangjin was protected too well by Xie Yian. He never cared about the consequences of what he did, and every time he got into trouble, Xie Yian would clean up the mess for him.

Xie Wangjin stood there in pain. Yes, he could not care about his own life, but he could not ignore his brother's life and Yun'er's life. Was there really no possibility between them?

Xie Wangjin matured a lot in an instant. Qiuyun knew how painful it was to grow up overnight, but she couldn't always be by his side, as he had to grow up eventually.

Qiuyun looked at him, feeling extremely sad, but to her, the hatred and their lives were much more important than being together.

Qiuyun was silent for a while and returned to Jiyuezhai. Chiyue was still a little confused when she saw her. Why did she come back so early?

Chi Yue looked at Qiu Yun who was in a daze at the door, and stepped forward lightly to pat her. Qiu Yun turned around, her eyes red. "Qiu Yun, you are crying, who bullied you? I will ask the prince to avenge you."

Chi Yue was about to go find Xie Yian angrily as she said this. Qiu Yun had a good personality and never got angry. She must have been bullied, so she started crying.

Qiuyun immediately held her back and said, "I'm fine, Madam. I was just blinded by the sandstorm."

Chi Yue could sense that Qiu Yun was in a bad mood, but after hearing her say that, he had no choice but to give up.

After Qiuyun left, Xie Wangjin was the only one left in the garden. Seeing his gloomy face, the servants dared not approach him. He sat there for a long time until night fell.

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In Jiyuezhai study, Xie Yian was still handling the remaining official business of the next few days when he heard Xie Wangjin knocking on the door hurriedly. Apart from him, there was probably no one else in the mansion who dared to knock on Xie Yian's door like this, especially when Xie Yian was handling official business.

Although Xie Yian looked weak in front of the world, he was highly valued by the prince, so no one dared to look down on him.

Xie Yian opened the door and saw the decadent Xie Wangjin. When he left Qiuyun behind, he already knew the result.

"come in."

Xie Wangjin walked in and closed the door carefully. The warm candlelight reflected on Xie Yian's face, giving him a gentle temperament. Only those who were familiar with him knew that it was just a coat used to confuse his opponents.

He could always defeat his opponents while chatting and laughing, and play them in the palm of his hand.

"Brother, I want to join the army." Xie Wangjin's tone was more firm than ever before.

Xie Yian's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, and a drop of ink fell on the fine rice paper. Xie Yian felt a little regretful. He put down the pen and looked at Xie Wangjin seriously.

He didn't ask anything, but just sighed in his heart. The little child who used to follow him suddenly grew up one day.

In fact, he was only one year older than Xie Wangjin, but their biological mother died early and everything in the mansion was controlled by Madam Shen, so he took on the responsibility of an older brother and took care of his younger brother.

"Have you thought about it?"

“Think about it, brother. I can’t always stay behind you. You’ve helped me once, and I want to do the rest by myself.

I want Yun'er to see that I can protect her, that I have the ability to let her stand upright in front of others, and that I can stand by her side through all the hatred."

"Now that you've made up your mind, let's set off tomorrow. When you get there, you'll start as a soldier at the bottom. How high you can climb depends on yourself."

"Brother, you..." Xie Wangjin smiled helplessly. Today's events were probably not able to escape his brother's arrangement. He was jumping into the pit he had dug, but he did not regret it.

The next morning, when the sun had just risen, Xie Wangjin set out with the luggage that Xie Yian had prepared for him. When everyone got up, they found that the Third Young Master was missing.

"Master, please let him go on the road alone." There was an unresolved sorrow between Qiuyun's brows.

"Why, are you worried? If you are worried, I can ask him to come back now."

"No." Qiu Yun said stubbornly.

Xie Yian did not expose her, but just kept staring at the direction where Xie Wangjin left.

"We can start our plan now." He made this plan just to get Xie Wangjin out of the way, otherwise given his personality, he might mess things up.

"Yes, master." Qiu Yun's tone was filled with excitement. Soon, she would be able to take revenge with her own hands. She would return her pain tenfold or a hundredfold.

Chi Yue was woken up by Xie Yian. When she opened her eyes, she saw the protagonist of her dream last night and for a moment she retracted her head back into the quilt.

"Xiao Yue'er, get up. Today is the day to go back to your parents' home." Xie Yian's voice was gentle, which made Chi Yue's bad mood disappear.

Chi Yue climbed up from the bed with difficulty, and Qiu Yun immediately came in to dress her up.

"Qiuyun, bring me the silver hairpin that I gave you for safekeeping." Chi Yue looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied. Today she wanted to take advantage of the power of others and make everyone in the general's mansion feel depressed.