His eyes were cold and he opened his thin lips lightly: "Isn't your yearning for Qingzhi the feeling between a brother and a sister?"
Of course he knew that Wen Jian and Qingzhi had been close since childhood, but he had never thought about it in that regard, because Qingzhi would call Wen Jian "Brother Jian", so he had always regarded the two children as close as brother and sister. , how could he have expected that Wen Jian's feelings for Qingzhi had gone beyond that step...
Wen Jian still replied softly and calmly: "When I was young, I might have just protected Qingzhi as my younger sister. But as I grew up, I became more and more sure that she is the one I want to marry."
Ji Xubai's face condensed little by little, and he stared at Wen Jian hesitantly. He seemed to want to say something, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. After a long while, he asked coldly. Said: "Is it just you who has this kind of thought for Qingzhi?"
"Qingzhi and I are happy for each other. I hope my father and mother can agree to let me go to Shenghe Palace to propose marriage."
As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a bang outside the door, a harsh sound of a plate falling to the ground, and then the door was gently pushed open.
Wen Jian turned around and saw her mother standing outside the door with a pale face, looking at her blankly.
Ji Xubai didn't expect Wen Zhigu to come so soon. He frowned, walked over from Wen Jian, hugged Wen Zhigu, and whispered, "Zhigu, I'll handle this matter."
Wen Zhigu shook his head gently, opened his mouth, and said in a daze: "Let me talk to Xiao Jian..."
Wen Jian looked at Wen Zhigu, who looked not so good, and was a little worried. She knelt on the ground and couldn't help but asked softly: "Mother, you...don't you like Qingzhi very much?"
He thought that mentioning this matter to his parents was just a formality. After all, his parents liked Qingzhi so much, and they had no reason to disapprove of him being with Qingzhi.
Wen Zhigu nodded slightly and said, "Mother likes Qingzhi very much, but you can't be with Qingzhi."
Wen Jian frowned and her expression became very resistant: "Why?"
Wen Zhiyu felt that her hands were shaking slightly. Like Ji Xubai, she had always thought that Wen Jian and Qingzhi were brother and sister. When they were young, the two children would always call Jian, brother, Qingzhi, sister. Later, when Ji was born when she was young, and they grew older, they stopped calling each other that way, but she always thought that these were two children who had not yet grown up, and they only had the feeling of brother and sister.
Therefore, I have never thought about that, and I have never thought about telling Wen Jian not to have any inappropriate thoughts about Qingzhi.
But now this kind of thing is really happening.
"Xiao Jian, the relationship between you and Qingzhi is not as simple as you think." Ji Xubai knew that Wen Zhigu had always been unwilling to mention such a past, so he could only do this. explain.
It's just that he thought that he would never be able to take the initiative to open Wen Zhigu's wounds in his life, but today, because of Wen Jian, he had to open them again.
That person killed Wen Zhiyu's adoptive father, and also killed Wen Zhiyu's mother with his own hands. Wen Zhiyu hated that person to the core. Even if she was executed in a dignified manner by the great law of the North, Wen Zhiyu still remained. It’s hard to understand the hatred in my heart,