Emperor Xiu's tone was faint: "You are really ridiculous, you don't want to give your son back to you, and you still have so much nonsense."

Zixi's mouth twitched, was she ridiculous?

If she could, of course she would be very happy to get back her son, but Jiuwei grew up in Jiuge and did not associate with her biological parents. She only had this pavilion master's father in her heart and eyes - Obsession completely copied Qin Shang's original.

Although the emotions are different, the degree of obsession is definitely not different.

Zixi even wondered whether Emperor Xiu gave Qin Shang and Jiuwei some ecstasy medicine? Or was he born with a magic power that made everyone who had been with him unable to control himself and worship him, and worship him like a god?

It's no different from the leader of the cult.

Zixi was silent for a moment: "Does the Pavilion Master really want to return my son to me and will never ask again?"

Emperor Xiu was mentally exhausted and his voice was also indifferent: "Do you think I was joking with you?"

Of course not to joke with her.

But if she didn't come to see it today, he wouldn't have really thrown Jiuwei down the mountain.

"Jiuwei is actually quite afraid of you as a father, so if he makes a mistake, the Pavilion Master can punish him in other ways." Zixi said, unable to help sighing again, "I feel sorry for the son I raised. I think the Pavilion Master must be feeling bad in my heart when Jiuwei looks like that."

Emperor Xiu was too lazy to say more to her: "Go out."

Zixi looked at his tired face and stood up: "Master, have a good rest, I won't disturb you. As for Jiuwei... I think there is a punishment, so I let him kneel outside for half a day and reflect carefully. What does theMaster think?"

Emperor Xiu turned his eyes coldly, and his tone was cold: "I don't need you to worry about how I teach my son a lesson."

Teach your son a lesson...

Zixi silently and nodded: "I am troubled and shouldn't interfere with the chancellor of teaching my son a lesson."

After saying that, she turned around and wanted to go out, and turned back halfway, "If I use my skills with Qin Shang, Chu Chen and Nan Mohao to heal the wounds of the Pavilion Master, I wonder if it is feasible?"

Nan Mohao is already on the way to arrive and will arrive in about the afternoon.

"You?" Emperor Xiu picked his lips, "overestimated his abilities."

Zixi narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded and said goodbye.

When they arrived at the outer hall, they looked up at Qin Shang's gaze. The two of them looked at each other silently for a moment. Zixi nodded, turned around and walked out.

Qin Shang looked slightly relaxed, and he walked into the inner hall in silence, poured a cup of tea to the bed.

"Master." Qin Shang pursed his lips, "I'll let Jiuwei in?"

The master just now said, how to teach his son a lesson...

Is the potential meaning of this sentence very obvious?

"What's the hurry?" Di Xiu's tone was cold, "I asked him to kneel for a while, would he be wronged?"

Qin Shang quickly shook his head: "I don't mean that."

Emperor Xiu obviously didn't want to talk much, so he narrowed his eyes and drank a sip of tea, handed the teacup back to Qin Shang, "I'll sleep for a while, go whatever you should do."

After the words came to an end, he closed his eyes.

Qin Shang stood alone in front of the bed for a while, his eyes locked on Emperor Xiu's pale and tired face, and his heart was deep.

The owner's body is really not very good.

His face was pale, his tiredness was thick, and he looked so tired and weak...

Qin Shang turned around and walked aside, put down the teacup, and quietly looked at the sky outside the window with white clouds and white clouds. The vast mountains were surrounded by mist and the waves were magnificent, but his heart was covered with a thick layer of haze.
Chapter completed!