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Wen Lun's forehead rested on Chen Xiaolian's shoulder. Only after a long while did he lightly call out. "Big Brother?" His voice was uncertain.

Wen Wan's gentle voice came down from the top of his head. As always, it carried a warm and smiling voice. "En, I am here."

Wen Lun exerted all his strength into his fingers and grabbed his clothes. "Did I do something wrong again? Did I embarrass you?"

Wen Wan looked down at his wrinkled shirt and replied with a smile, "It's fine, I'm used to it."

Hearing him laugh, Wen Lun also laughed. However, his laughter was extremely unpleasant to hear. "Because I've done a hundred wrong things. There's always a time where Zhao and you clean up this mess for me, right?"

Wen Wei replied with an irrelevant question: "You're my younger brother."

Wen Lun's fingers tightly twisted at his clothes. "This is not an excuse. I would rather you leave me behind than have such a stupid brother of yours."

Wen Wan sighed softly. "Do you think I don't want to? But I can't help it. After all, our mother was so angry that before we went back to our mother's house, she said to me, 'After I'm gone, don't forget to take good care of your father and little brother'. In the blink of an eye, our dad had found us a few concubines, so I didn't have to worry about that anymore. "Since when can you find a girl to marry so that I don't have to worry about you?"

Wen Lun's fingers visibly twitched. "No way."

Wen Wan obviously understood what he meant, and nodded perfunctorily: "So I came back to help you clean up the mess?"

Wen Lun laughed in a low voice. "Is that so? Can you clean up this mess? "

"Yes." Wen Wan saw the shock in his eyes and laughed, "What? You don't believe it? After so many years, how many things have I failed to accomplish when I promised you? If you don't believe me, I can swear to you. "This mess, even if I have to put my life on the line, I will still help you clean it up. Otherwise …"

Wenlun, however, couldn't laugh. Immediately, he interrupted Wen Wan's unspoken oath: "No need for further words."

Wen Wan placed his hand on Wen Wei's head, ruffling his younger brother's originally untidy hair even more, "Okay, since you've agreed, then it's decided. "Brother will help you take revenge for Uncle Mu and Qing Han. You just need to forget about Qing Han and find someone who is willing to spend your life with you to quickly get married. Don't let me and Dad worry about you."

Wen Lun was stunned. "When did I agree?"

A trace of sadness appeared in Wen Wan's eyes. "You don't want to find the person who killed Uncle Mu and get revenge so that they can feel at ease in the underworld?" Don't you want Father and I to stop worrying about you and feel sorry for you? "

Wen Lun subconsciously said, "I think …"

Wen Wan's face immediately broke into a big smile. "That's right, good girl."

Wen Lun realized that he had been cheated, but was not in the mood to get angry. He lowered his head and fell silent for a long time, then said decisively, "Brother, as long as you can avenge Qing Han, I will promise you anything."

Wen Wan smiled and asked, "Including forgetting her? From now on? "

Wen Lun gritted his teeth and nodded. "Fine. In the future, I will marry whoever you want me to marry without any hesitation."

Wen Wan's smile was still gentle, but his words were exceptionally cruel. "Even if you found out that she was standing right in front of you, it would still be the same."

Wen Lun raised his head and firmly closed his eyes. He was afraid that tears would flow from his eyes once he opened them. "I will forget all of my feelings for her, forget what kind of person I once loved, get married and have kids, and be the obedient second young master of my Wen family."

Wen Wan tilted his head. "Then let me tell you a piece of good news — Mu Qinghan is not dead."

Wen Lun looked at him dumbfoundedly. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but his eyes rolled up and he fell straight down.

Wen Wan seemed to have expected that he would faint, and quickly extended his hand to catch him. He then turned to Bai Zhen, who was looking at him with a horrified expression, and laughed: "What's wrong?"

Bai Zhen subconsciously took a step back before looking at him with a complicated expression. "Why?"

Wen Wan easily held his little brother in his arms and leisurely asked: "Do you think I'm being too cruel to him?"

Bai Zhen nodded, then shook his head and asked hesitantly, "Are you trying to hide something from Zi Yu?"

Wen Wan tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what he meant. "I just don't want him to marry Qing Han."

Bai Zhen narrowed his eyes, "Because by marrying Qing Han, he will definitely be involved in this matter. You don't want him to be implicated, do you?"

Wen Wan laughed innocently: "Maybe I just want to protect myself? As long as he doesn't marry Mu Qinghan, then the enemies of the Marquis Mansion will never catch up to us, right? "

Bai Zhen gave him the same smile. "Do you think I'm easy to deceive?"

Wen Wan asked curiously, "Are you not easy to deceive?" Then shouldn't I put it differently? My second brother is the young master of the Wen family, someone who will inherit more than half of the Wen family's foundation in the future. Even if he is not as noble as you, the eldest son of the Bai Clan and the young master of Ling Ge Palace, he is still a rich and powerful young master. The person he wants to marry is a well-matched family, a woman who can bring the greatest benefits to our Wen family, not a woman who has nothing but a blood debt in the martial arts world. "Our Wen family looks forward to the succession of our second brother's family, and not to the downfall of our entire Wen family to an unknown woman."

Bai Zhen's smile disappeared and he frowned. "Brother Wen, you're going too far."

Wen Wan raised his chin and gave a disdainful smile. "Then you can pass it on to my second brother without changing it, and let him hear what I have to say."

"He will hate you."

Wen Wan lightly said, "That's what I want." He didn't want to talk anymore, so he turned around and walked back into the room. He closed the door with his shoulder.

"This …" Zhao Baiyi took a while before he could say anything. He looked at the expressionless faces of the father and son beside him, then tactfully swallowed the rest of his words.

Bai Zhen laughed bitterly as he turned around and rubbed his face, "As expected, dealing with Zi Yu is more appropriate for you, Big Brother Wen. I've put so much effort into it, it's not nearly as useful as his words. "

Zhao Baiyi hesitated, but still asked his own question, "Why did he say that?"

Bai Ju sighed lightly, "In order to make Zi Yu give up. "What he means is, if Ziyu is still unwilling to give up, I can tell him what he said afterwards and make him give up."

Zhao Baiyi frowned, "Then wouldn't that be adding oil to the fire?" Other than ruining their brotherly relationship, isn't that a bit of a burden to them if they don't give up? "

A contemplative look appeared in Bai Zhen's eyes. "Hatred is something that clouds the eyes. When Zi Yu's heart was filled with hatred, and something might have happened right before his eyes, he would not have realized it at all. "

Zhao Baiyi stared blankly for a moment, then realized something. "Is this what you meant by hiding it?"

Bai Zhen rubbed his swollen head and looked at his father. "This is only my guess. I'm not sure what he's trying to say either." Because I still don't understand, what reason does Big Brother Wen have to be involved in this matter, and why is he doing it to such an extent? "

"What are you looking at me for?" If you have anything you want to ask, just ask, do you want to fight me? "

Bai Zhen coughed dryly, and when he caught sight of Zhao Baiyi laughing on the side, he felt both embarrassed and annoyed. He immediately shifted his attention to Zhao Baiyi, "I didn't do it on purpose, I'm just used to it. Do you understand? "

"Enough, stop messing around."

Bai Zhen stopped laughing and turned serious, "Father, does Uncle Wen know about this matter?"

Bai Yan Tang shook his head: "I probably don't know yet, but I'm afraid I'll soon find out."

Bai Zhen asked, "Then what about Palace Chief Ran? Has father ever seen him? "

It was obvious that Bai Yan Tang didn't understand what he meant: "Palace Lord Ran? Stardust? What does it have to do with him? "

Bai Ju said, "Ah, that letter, since it was only sent to us, then it must be related to us. Young Marquis, Big Brother Wen, Father and the Marquis are the only ones who are not here anymore is Palace Head Ran. "

Bai Yutang hesitated for a moment before saying, "That letter from Stardust has another reason. I can't explain it clearly to you right now, but I'll tell you about it later."

Bai Ju replied in agreement, and did not speak further, his eyes slightly lowered, as if he was deep in thought.

"Cough." Zhao Baiyi coughed lightly, and when he saw Bai Yutang looking at him with a tilted head, he awkwardly asked, "The letter you guys just mentioned …" There's one from my seventh brother? "

Bai Yaotang wasn't too sure either, so he looked at his son. Bai Zhen raised his head, somewhat baffled. "What do you mean? Young Marquis, did you not receive that letter? "

Zhao Baiyi scratched his head, "It might be something very important, Yun Mo didn't mention it to me."

Bai Zhen and his father looked at each other, a grave expression appearing in their eyes. "Where's the young prince? Where is he now? "

Zhao Baiyi heard this question again and found it funny. "I don't know. He disappeared a few days ago and hasn't mentioned it to us."

However, Bai Zhen did not find it funny. His expression gradually darkened as he muttered, "Martial Uncle Zhuo …" He then raised his head and said with a heavy tone, "Martial Uncle Zhuo, you may not have delivered that letter to the young prince."

Bai Yutang did not immediately ask any questions. After staring at him silently for a long time, he finally asked, "Are you sure?"

Bai Zhen shut his eyes forcefully. "Yunyi, do you still remember the matter that we mentioned the day the young prince woke up? You also said, 'The most important thing is to find the person who can make a move on the Manchu Mansion.' And the letter that my father and I were talking about came from the Beggar's Gang. It meant that the puppet palace branch would take action against us, even to our detriment, and ask for our cooperation to eradicate the puppet palace together. Although we didn't agree at the time, but now it seems that the matter of the duke's manor is related to this letter. "

Zhao Baiyi thought deeply for a moment, and then realized the meaning of Bai Mo's words, "If Seventh Brother received that letter, he would probably think that this matter was related to that letter, and would naturally not ask that kind of question. Plus, I hadn't even heard a word about this letter from him for so long. So, he may not have gotten the letter at all? "

Bai Zhen nodded his head before cautiously opening his mouth once more, "The other day, when you asked this question, I wanted to say it was this letter, but was stopped by Martial Uncle Zhuo. I only thought that Master Zhuo was afraid that the young prince would think too much and wouldn't be able to rest, so I didn't think too much about it. But now, it seems like from the letter that the Beggar's Gang sent to Martial Uncle Zhuo, Martial Uncle Zhuo did not pass it to him at all. "

Zhao Baiyi frowned, "How is that possible? Sect Leader Zhuo only has one disciple, my seventh brother, and has always been concerned about him.

"It's not necessarily a harm. I just want to hide it from you, that's all." However, if they couldn't conceal it, they would be able to hurt each other greatly the day they were discovered. "Who can say which one is wrong and which is right?" He looked at the closed door and sighed as he shook his head.

Bai Zhen and Zhao Baiyi looked at each other in silence, their eyes filled with helplessness.

"It's enough that you know about this matter," Bai Shaotan urged. "Don't tell anyone else. I'll go find out about it."

Bai Zhen naturally would not object. Zhao Baiyi hesitated for a moment before nodding his head, "Yes, I understand."

Bai Yutang sighed lightly, but he did not say anything. It was unknown as to what he was thinking.