vrcanaries Chapter 284 Xie Jue Wakes Up
Chapter 284 Xie Jue Wakes Up
Two servants immediately stepped forward and tried to hold Xie Siyuan's arms down.
Xie Siyuan struggled desperately, using all his strength to shake off one person's hand, almost knocking another servant to the ground.
His eyes widened, filled with resentment and anger, and his face turned red with rage.
He fought back with his hands and feet, even kicking over the chair next to him.
He was still cursing under his breath: "I'm not going! I'm not going! Get out! All of you get out! Nobody dares to touch me!"
Chaos erupted inside the hall.
Lord Xie slammed his hand on the table, and the tall servant who had been guarding the door immediately entered.
It took several people working together to subdue Xie Siyuan and drag him away.
His shouts gradually faded into the distance until they could no longer be heard.
Xie Jingchun, standing behind Qin Jiuwei, raised an eyebrow upon seeing this.
Ha, that jinx is finally gone!
Qin Jiuwei picked up the teacup beside her and took a sip with great satisfaction.
Every evening at dinner, seeing Xie Siyuan's wooden and wicked face would make me lose half my appetite.
Although I know Xie Siyuan will definitely come back, at least I can have some peace and quiet for a while.
Lord Xie sat in his chair and sighed heavily.
He turned his head, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Xie Jingchun beside him.
The boy was tall and straight, with a smile in his eyes. He wore a thick blue robe with fine dark patterns embroidered on the cuffs and hem.
This color suits him very well; he looks as striking as a sword drawn from its sheath.
Lord Xie looked at him for a while, and Xie Jingchun also noticed his gaze. The two quickly locked eyes.
"Brother Chun," Lord Xie said, his previous seriousness vanishing instantly, replaced by a much more amiable expression.
"Thanks to you last night, our Marquis's mansion was safe. You are so young, and you haven't even come of age yet, but you already have the bearing of a general. You truly deserve to be a child of our Marquis's mansion!"
Xie Jingchun quickly lowered his head and said humbly, "Grandfather, you flatter me. This is what I should do."
Lord Xie nodded in satisfaction and turned to signal to the steward beside him.
The butler immediately stepped forward and presented a sword with both hands.
The scabbard was as black as ink, with subtle dark patterns carved on it, and the tassels on the hilt hung down, exuding both antiquity and sharpness.
Lord Xie personally handed the sword to Xie Jingchun, saying, "This is the sword I used when I was at the border. It has been with me for many years. I am now giving this sword to you!"
These words startled even Madam Xie.
She naturally knew about the sword; Lord Xie cherished it greatly.
This sword was not only a gift from the late emperor, but it also accompanied Lord Xie in his many battles.
She originally thought that Lord Xie would pass the sword on to Xie Yanli or Xie Zhongzhi, but she never expected that he would decide to give it to Xie Jingchun.
Xie Jingchun, however, was unaware of all these intricacies.
He could only tell that this was a fine sword, much better than the one he currently held.
He turned to look at Qin Jiuwei, his eyes filled with hesitation, as if asking him if he could accept it.
Qin Jiu chuckled softly and nodded slightly at him.
Xie Jingchun nodded his thanks, quickly accepted the sword with both hands, and solemnly bowed.
"Thank you, Grandfather! I will live up to your expectations! I will prioritize the Marquis's estate and protect our country when I grow up!"
Lord Xie nodded in satisfaction.
Qin Jiuwei's eyes also held a gentle smile.
She could see that, at this moment, Lord Xie had truly accepted and recognized Xie Jingchun.
She looked up at Xie Jingchun, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over the empty space beside him, and a thought suddenly struck her.
Where did Xie Jing go?
The Qinglan Courtyard was quiet inside.
The candlelight shone on Xie Jue's pale face as Xie Jing sat quietly by the bed.
She lowered her gaze and quietly watched over him.
My mind involuntarily drifted back to what happened yesterday.
Last night was the first time Xie Jue had ever witnessed bloodshed and murder.
But in fact, he and Xie Jingchun had witnessed it when they were very young.
When news of their father Xie An's death reached the capital, Xie An was only five years old.
Xie An was originally from an extremely remote branch of the Xie family.
During the famine, having nowhere else to turn, he came to the Marquis's mansion to seek refuge with his family in order to survive.
Lord Xie, mindful of their kinship, took him in.
After that, Xie An followed Xie Yanli and gradually became his closest attendant.
Five years ago, Xie Yanli was assassinated, and Xie An protected him with his own body and saved him.
Who the enemy is, we don't know.
We don't know where the body is.
The man committed suicide after his assassination attempt failed, and a fire mysteriously broke out at the place where his body was kept that night.
Xie An's body and the body of his guard were all burned to a charred, mummified state, making it impossible to tell them apart.
When the news reached the capital, the mother went into labor and had a difficult delivery. She died after giving birth to Xie Jue.
The next day, they were taken to the Marquis's residence.
He and his elder brother were exposed to these things—life and death, scheming, and human nature—earlier than Xie Jue.
He also wanted his third brother to grow up carefree.
But they were born into noble families and grew up in a treacherous and treacherous environment, so they were destined not to be able to do it.
This is their fate.
Xie Jing pursed his lips and reached out to tuck the blanket around Xie Jue.
Just as he turned to leave, he heard a slight noise behind him.
He turned around and met a pair of clear, clean eyes.
Xie Jue is awake!