After the young master said this, he lowered his eyes.

Look out the window.

From this angle, you can just see the mountains and rivers of the frontier, which is splendid and prosperous.

"Eighty-three days to go."

"I can't protect her for long."

The young master whispered coldly, "The right family, it's time to come." ”

The direct subordinates who had been by the young master's side for many years suddenly heard these two words of thunderbolt on a sunny day, and almost fell to the ground.

The powerhouse?!

Could it be!!

The subordinate raised his head suddenly, and his voice carried fear and trembling that penetrated deep into his soul, "Quanquanjia? Young master, that's what you're talking about."

The young master gracefully raised his hand and interrupted his subordinates.

He folded his hands on the table, and said with dignity, "It's nothing, you should not hear anything." Eighty-three days later, the young master of the feudal territory died of illness, which was fine. ”

The subordinate pursed his lips, only to feel his nose sour.

He endured it for a long time.

still said out of his mouth, "Young master, please forgive your subordinates for not being able to help but say more." ”

"Twenty years ago, Si Yu's killing of his mother and sister was a foregone conclusion, and the person who came forward to resist the pressure first was obviously the little master. But you called an emergency meeting and forcibly protected your subordinates. ”

"The high-level leaders of the headquarters have retreated, and they can only retreat to take back Si Yu's identity."

"But you, but you were angry with the little master afterwards, and you were still angry and wanted to take away Si Yu's identity chip."

Some of the words held back by the subordinates can be regarded as a whole drag, "Obviously, the meeting decided to take back Si Yu's identity, why do you have to carry all this pressure on yourself." ”

"And Mrs. Si."

"You are afraid that the little master will waste his life, and in order to return Si Yu's innocence to save Mrs. Si, you forcibly ordered Mrs. Si to be cremated."

"Although the Si family doesn't say anything, the mustard for you has long been buried in my heart."

Halfway through this, the young master raised his head.

The voice was as clear as the moon, and it was very cold, "So what? ”

"The subordinates know that the young master doesn't care." The subordinate hung his head and continued at the risk of killing his head.

"You've been looking for a way to bring the dead back to life for the past twenty years, and you haven't found it."

"Until the succession ceremony of the Si family begins, you have no choice but to risk your life and use your own exercises to forcibly save Mrs. Si. But in the end, you have to hide it from the little master. ”

"Is it really worth it?"

Worth?

The meaning of these two words is too profound.

"Naturally it's worth it." The young master stretched out his knobby fingers, and his fingertips fell on the top of the screen, and after a while, he softly squeezed out a line of words, "I am her ninth uncle." ”

"I said it."

"Protect her for the rest of her life."

"How can you break your word?"

Suddenly.

The young master withdrew his slender white hand, and he slowly stood up.

This action will make his white robe flutter vertically, and his temperament is so clean that he is not stained with earthly customs, obviously he is a mortal, but people always think of the word immortal.

"Have you found out what you were told?" The young master put his hands behind his back and asked.

Subordinates heard.

Get on your knees immediately.

Some self-reproached said, "Forgive his subordinates for being incompetent and didn't find any information, but after he can recognize at a glance that the 'little master' is not a feudal person." ”

"Subordinates can be sure"

The subordinate who reported raised his head and looked at the chill in the young master's eyes.

Shocked in his heart, he hurriedly replied, "Young master, please rest assured, Qiyao will not hurt the little master for the time being, and his subordinates have roughly guessed that Qiyao's identity is very likely to be"