After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 272 Get rid of her?

But people can't always live for themselves. Since Brother Chuan can silently give for him, why can't he also change his mind for him?

Xia Mo's narrow eyelashes fluttered, and he raised his head and said to the man very seriously: "Brother Chuan, are you unwilling to give up?"

If he is unwilling, he is willing to accompany him to try it.

Ling Chuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said without hesitation: "No, and I don't want to."

He was just worried and scared. No matter whether that woman was really reincarnated or traveled through time, or something else, he was afraid that she would know that his brother was also called Xia Mo and had a rare treasure.

If she leaked this news to her father, and her father presented the boy to the old emperor, then no matter how skilled he was in martial arts, he would not be able to ensure that the boy would not be taken away by others.

Because no one wanted to live more than the old emperor who had enjoyed the supreme power, so as long as he nipped the source in the bud, none of this would happen.

Seeing the man suddenly fall silent, with a few vertical lines on his forehead and a dark look in his eyes, Xia Mo couldn't help but look at him with disbelief and muttered, "You're lying."

"I didn't." Ling Chuan lowered his eyes and stared at the young man with his dark, angry eyes.

Xia Mo glanced at him and said "Oh", his face still showing a look of "I don't believe it but I'm too lazy to ask you".

In fact, he didn't really want the man to say it, but seeing that the man was worried, he felt uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Ling Chuan sighed helplessly and had to speak out his inner thoughts: "Mo'er, as I just said, the emperor is old, and several princes are eager to make a move, all of which are focused on winning the throne. Although the Hu people have not made any major moves in recent years, they are still intent on stealing."

He paused for a moment and glanced at the young man. Seeing that he was listening attentively and had no intention of speaking, he continued, "So, under the calm waters, there may have been a turbulent tide. It only takes a little spark to ignite the fuse, and then there will be a bloody storm in the court."

He himself suffered a loss at the beginning of this season, so he understood more clearly that human nature is unpredictable. He was lucky to be able to leave the place of trouble safely.

Ling Chuan's tone was calm and casual, but Xia Mo's heart tightened when he listened, "Brother Chuan, it was very difficult for you, right?" There were tigers and wolves all around, and one might be plotted against if one was not careful.

"Not bad." Facing the young man's melancholy and deep gaze, Ling Chuan pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm fine."

The old emperor is old, but not stupid.

Several princes coveted his throne and formed cliques. He knew it very well, as all dynasties had experienced this, including the old emperor himself, who only succeeded in ascending the throne after a bloody struggle.

So when he was betrayed, he accepted Prince Qiao's favor and handed over his military power to the old emperor on the grounds that the world was now at peace, and said he wanted to return to his hometown. Of course, he also made it clear that if the country needed defending, he would do his best to do so.

At that time, the old emperor looked at him with an incomprehensible expression, as if he was surprised that someone was willing to give up the power in his hands so easily, but also seemed to have known his intentions, so he only asked him one question: "Do you really not regret it?"

Ling Chuan couldn't tell what he felt at the time, but in response to the old emperor's question, he answered "No regrets" without hesitation.

In the end, the old emperor did not make things difficult for him. He agreed to his resignation and also rewarded him with a sum of money. I guess it was because he came from a poor family and was sensible enough not to take sides.

"I have seen how corrupt these powerful people are, and I know that few of them really care about the common people, so how can I go back to be their artillery? Not to mention, I have you by my side."

The man's voice was deep and rich, and sounded like a cello playing at an unhurried pace. After listening to it, Xia Mo sighed silently: These are troubled times.

"This pool of water is too deep, and it is indeed not suitable for small shrimps like us to participate. But Brother Chuan, the reason why I said this is not to dig into your privacy. I just want you to know that I will fully support what you want to do."

At the end of the conversation, Xia Mo felt inexplicably embarrassed under the other party's scorching gaze, so he turned his eyes away, while Ling Chuan curled his lips, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.

"Really?"

"Of course! Am I so unreliable in Brother Chuan's heart?" Xia Mo, who was questioned, raised his eyes and glared at him, his fat cheeks a little puffy.

"No." Ling Chuan denied it.

Because I understand you, Silly Moer. You can be so cruel to the Liu family because they deserve it. But if he wanted to get rid of Zhao Xier, I'm afraid he would not be able to bear it.

"If it's not, then don't frown."

It already looks tough enough, and if it had a deep wrinkle it would be even more domineering, and it might even be able to stop a child from crying at night.

Xia Mo stared at the man's brows with her small eyes, secretly complaining, but Ling Chuan laughed softly.

"Then I have said, Mo'er, don't go back on your word."

Xia Mo glanced at him and said, "Yeah, it's the puppy who regrets it."

"Okay." Ling Chuan's eyes flashed with a faint gleam, and then he said shockingly: "Mo'er, Zhao Xi'er can't stay."

"Hmm...ah?" Xia Mo thought he was hallucinating, but the man looked very serious. He didn't look like he was joking at all. He was stunned.

"How could you...why?"

Although he also disliked Zhao Xier and also thought that there was something wrong with her, and after knowing that she had attacked Sister Yingying, he thought about teaching her and Gu Wenlang a lesson, but he wouldn't go to the point of killing them, right?

"There's something wrong with her." When talking about the person he hates, Ling Chuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice even became a chilly tone.

"I know." Xia Mo's face turned red as he did not agree immediately. He felt like he was slapped in the face, but he still wanted to hear why Brother Chuan had such an idea. After all, it was about murder, which was somewhat contrary to his concept.

"It's not easy for a lost man to survive in this world, let alone the keepsake bottle. It's impossible to keep it. So this woman is obviously not interested in the bottle, but is obsessed with the bottle... She traveled thousands of miles just for a bottle, so this bottle must be extraordinary."

"Well, that makes sense, but it shouldn't be that serious, right?" Xia Mo said as he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Your name, Ze Ge'er's age, and the colorful cloud bottle is a vessel that can hold water... Mo'er, I am increasingly suspicious that this bottle is related to it." Ling Chuan looked at the "mole" on his earlobe meaningfully.

Xia Mo subconsciously touched his earlobe, "Are you talking about this?"

"That's right. If the bottle wasn't magical or contained a treasure, why would she go through so much trouble to look for it?" Ling Chuan asked back.

Xia Mo frowned slightly, tapped his fingers on the table a few times, thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

"Brother Chuan, if you really want to do it with her, I support you." After all, you can't go back on your words, but...

"But these are just our assumptions. Besides, if something happens to her during this period, it might implicate Master Zhang, who has a grudge against her."