260. The mourners!

Nie Shiyun's swollen face was covered in tears as she glared at Nie Zhao with hatred.

"So you can feel sad too, can't you? So you feel sad when your loved ones are in pain?"

Her tears fell drop by drop, like pearls from a broken string, her brows and eyes filled with stubborn defiance, and the tears in the corners of her eyes were like those of a fledgling bird.

Nie Zhao was stunned for a moment.

"So you see, you're not indifferent to anyone's life or death," Nie Shiyun's tears slid down her reddened eyes, across her wound, stinging instantly, "it's just that the one who died wasn't your relative, so you can turn a blind eye!"

"Why can't I ignore someone who isn't my family? Should I cry my eyes out if a beggar on the street dies? If I die in the future, I don't need strangers to cry for me," Nie Zhao looked at her as if she were crazy. "I'm not a mourner."

[Isn't that a bit too much of a talker?]

[Everyone has to be carried out when they die, so even if I die, I'll be carried out.]

[This is Zhao'er's problem. The reasoning is correct, but it shouldn't be brought up at this time.]

[Try to understand the phoenix girl who only knew how to practice swordsmanship from a young age and didn't need to please anyone...]

[Sigh, I'm laughing so hard it's painful. It was supposed to be a sad thing, so my merit is -1.]

"I have never forbade you to grieve for Shen Yuan," Nie Zhao said. "He harmed many people, but he is your father. I accept your pain and tears for him. I also accept your desire to reform Nanchuan. But your pursuit of perfect equality in Chidi is impossible. It's not that I disagree, but objectively speaking, it's impossible."

Nie Zhao sighed deeply, his tone filled with helplessness and disappointment: "I will support what you want to do. Do you really think I absolutely have to inherit Chidi? Have you considered my concerns from beginning to end? If you forcibly enact equal rights laws, how many families will unite to attack you? Have you thought about that? Only you and your followers will die. Do you know how cruel political struggles are? How many people will die? Do you know?"

In fact, she hated Nie Shiyun and was also jealous of her.

He was jealous that she could turn around and chase grasshoppers while he practiced swordsmanship, jealous that she didn't have to bear the same stern reprimands from her mother as he did, and jealous that she could sleep soundly while he had to kneel in the ancestral hall for making a mistake in his swordsmanship.

Later, as she grew up, she realized that what was oppressive and harsh to her was, in fact, an invaluable cultivation and expectation for Nie Shiyun.

So she began to hate, hating that she had a biological father, and that she could only shed tears in front of the cold-gleaming sword when she wanted to cry, hating that she always followed her like a colorful little butterfly, hating that her love for her was too sincere, and that she was so soft-hearted that she couldn't bear to speak harshly to her.

But in the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave, she discovered that Shen Yuan's love was fake. Those feelings of more than twenty years and every single day turned into piercing soul-returning nails, one by one, stabbing Nie Shiyun all over.

She suddenly realized that her hatred was completely unreasonable.

Thus, at the moment Shen Yuan died, Nie Shiyun's love came to an end.

Her love began.

Nie Shiyun's eyelashes trembled, and her fingertips suddenly curled up.

"I'll say it again, Ayun, you're being too extreme," Nie Zhao took a deep breath and exhaled, his heart pounding so hard he could hear it. "You can't lead Nanchuan to the peace you envision by just talking."

Xie Weixing had been eavesdropping for a long time, and only when he got here did his expression relax a little.

Hmm, finally, let's get down to business.

The door opened slightly, and Tan Suiting walked out, his eyes still sleepy.

Several people turned around.

"Xiao Long?" Yu Xintang raised an eyebrow. "Did I wake you up?"

Tan Suiting was surprised to see a group of people lurking and eavesdropping outside her senior sister's room as soon as she came out. She was clearly taken aback for a moment before answering, "...Yes."

With such a loud commotion, it's hard not to wake up.

Xie Weixing saw the person and immediately stood up, walked over and whispered, "Go sleep in my room, your senior sister is arguing here."

His room is diagonally opposite Nie Zhao's room.

Tan Suiting's room was right next to Nie Zhao's.

As soon as he left, Yu Xintang reacted quickly, stepping forward to take over, while Shen Chunri lost because he didn't have legs as long as Young Master Yu.

A barely audible, suppressed, angry voice came from inside the room, accompanied by the muffled sound of a hand slapping against clothes: "Get back to Nanchuan right now! While the forbidden technique still has a chance to work!"

"I don't!"

"You have no choice but to agree! Nie Shiyun, how old are you?!"

Tan Suiting's eyebrow twitched, and he looked up at Xie Weixing: "What happened to them?"

I woke up to find it was the end of the world again.

Xie Weixing put his arm around his shoulder and led him aside, his face serious: "Come here, I have something to tell you..."

Seeing Nie Shiyun, he realized the importance of youth education and was determined not to let his family's Dragon Palace be like that.

Nie Zhao was still cursing inside the room.

"Are you crazy? Do you want to die?!"

"I'll take you home in a bit. You'd better focus on your cultivation and lift the forbidden technique! No more practicing!"

"You try not agreeing! I'll kill all your fellow disciples and that pretty boy! Let's see if I dare!"

"Do you believe I'll disown you? Nie Shiyun! Can't you be a little more sensible? Why are you always causing your sister so much trouble?!"

"..."

[It feels like Nie Zhao is playing Sky: Children of the Light]

[The senior sister's oppressive aura was terrifying while watching; it felt like I was seeing my mom scolding me because I fell asleep during an exam.]

[Those without siblings can't understand this feeling... Even if you hate her, your heart will ache involuntarily when she cries; it's because the blood ties are too deep.]

The meaning of "eldest sister is like mother" is that if the mother is absent, the older sister becomes the mother.

[Can Nie Zhao suddenly control me for no reason?]

[I really want to call Nie Zhao "Mom" in a fit of pique... That's the dream of nine hundred million girls]

[Prohibit the pornography of native East Asian family relationships]

"Forbidden techniques?" Tan Suiting paused, his eyes calm. "She's so bold."

"Yes," Xie Weixing frowned slightly, "this is because your parents didn't teach you well when you were little, you know?"

Tan Suiting looked at him and suddenly found his serious senior brother quite adorable. He reached out and touched his brow, then smiled and said, "The magic she used shouldn't be any harmful evil magic, right?"

"No, you can even guess that?" Xie Weixing raised an eyebrow and began to encourage and educate, "You're amazing, Little Dragon Prince."

"She's quite timid," Tan Suiting said. "She wouldn't even dare to kill someone, let alone use evil magic."

"Yeah," Xie Weixing nodded in agreement, putting her arm around his shoulder and patting him, "She's just stupid, ruining her own body, you know? And she's bad, causing so much trouble for others..."

"If I were the one using forbidden techniques," Tan Suiting turned to look at him, asking earnestly, "would you scold me like my senior sister did, beat me to death? Would you?"

In the background, Nie Zhao is still angrily rebuking Nie Shiyun, and the sounds of being beaten can be heard intermittently, making one's heart tremble.

Nie Er will probably be badly injured, if not killed, today.

Xie Weixing was taken aback for a moment, then said without hesitation, "Then someone must have bullied you. Your senior brother must be heartbroken, why would he hit you?"

Tan Suiting smiled, his eyes brightening: "Oh."

[Luckily, it's my family's property. If I saw someone like Xie Weixing saying sweet nothings to his girlfriend on a video app, I would die on the spot.]

[Long'er is so sweet today! My trusted, confidant, relied-upon, and beloved aloof Crown Prince, I don't recognize him anymore!]

[The aloof and cold version of the Dragon Palace has been discontinued here by Kun'er a long time ago, hasn't it?]

Shen Chunri peeked out from the side, her expressionless face revealing her speechlessness: "What are you guys talking about? Lion, aren't you being a little too lenient with Xiao Tan? And let's go eat."

Xie Weixing clicked his tongue and turned his head: "You could hear that too?"

All of this was a skill I honed back then, while simultaneously learning talisman arrays and chatting with Xie Weixing, all while constantly being wary of my senior uncle's questions.