Chapter 1584: Mr. Xie's position?

Those behind me looked at me somehow, wondering what I was doing.
Only Mr. Xie Xie Xie frowned.
That piece of paper was like a bird with folded wings, and a kite with a broken thread, torn in the wind of the river, and it drifted further and further away. Turned into a faint white spot, almost into the night.
Just then, the paper suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
I heard someone take a breath and paused.
Han Zitong was even more surprised. He opened his eyes in amazement and looked at the dark sky in the distance: "This, this is--"
Pei Yuanxiu frowned, his face slowly sinking.
The people around were still inexplicable, and Xie Ye apparently understood it completely. He didn't look very good. He turned around and looked at them lightly. He said in a deep voice: "I heard Xichuan a long time ago. Dijie's spirit, a lot of good people and strangers, see it today, and it really deserves its reputation. "
I smiled: "People around me are indeed quite a lot, but they are not as good as Jinling's capable people."
"..."
He and Pei Yuanxiu glanced at each other, apparently they knew what I meant, and neither of them spoke anymore. Everyone just felt that the wind was getting more and more violent, and everyone was chilling. What happened was still a bit inexplicable, but I quickly walked to Pei Yuanxiu and said softly, "Yuan Xiu, you are not in good health. Don't blow cold wind here, be careful."
Pei Yuanxiu glanced at her, instead of answering this, but turned and left. Han Zitong glanced back at me and asked, "Yes, do you want to prepare another cabin for her?"
Even though she hadn't fully figured out what happened just now, she felt a little bit after hearing Xie's words. Now that I can get the message out of that cabin, I'll change it-I'm afraid I have to replace it with no windows, so naturally I can prevent any contact with the outside world.
Pei Yuanxiu's footsteps were lagging, and he looked back at me.
I stood at the bow of the ship, and the silent Ren Jiangfeng messed up my hair. He was silent for a while and then said, "No need."
After that, he turned and left.
Maybe it's because he has been perplexed by an old chest injury tonight. The path from the bow to the cabin is not long, but he has gone very hard, as if an invisible burden was on his body, which made him breathless Anger, even more so, made it difficult for him to walk.
After watching him leave, Han Zitong turned back and looked at me.
Actually staring at me.
I am also frank, since I have said everything, I have no intention of getting their kindness, but Han Zitong can do nothing after all. She just gave me a stern glance, then turned away, and walked with herself. The attendants behind explained what.
When they were all gone, only me and Xie Xun were on the deck.
Now, he can't take me lightly like before.
I met his heavy eyes, only smiled, and then went away. He said nothing and kept following me back to that room. The door was still closed, but I knew that after tonight, I might not Will be as loose as before.
I stopped when I came to the door, then turned to look at him: "Mr. Xie."
He also looked at me.
I said, "Mr. Xie said earlier that the person seeking should be the same as the Yan family, and even the same as Chang Mingzong and Miao Shanmen."
He said, "Yes."
"What is the relationship between Mr. Yan and the Yan family, and Chang Mingzong and Miao Shanmen?"
"..."
"Since it was supposed to be the same, why is the gentleman standing on the Jinling side at this moment?"
"..."
"Does the sir think that the Yan family, Chang Mingzong and Miao Shanmen should all stand on the Jinling side?"
"..."
He looked at me silently for a while, and then slowly said, "I and the Yan family, Chang Mingzong, and Miao Shanmen were asking for the same, but indeed, we didn't necessarily have to stand on the Jinling side. "
My heart moved.
I hurried forward, and was about to say something, but I heard him say coldly, "But now the fact is that I am already on the Jinling side."
"..."
"Miss Yan, your position can be changed."
"..."
My brow frowned.
This man is a master of martial arts. He speaks and works very calmly. I rarely see or feel his emotions, but when he said those words, I could feel that his temperature dropped sharply. It was almost a deliberate apathy, which made me feel weird.
However, I did not wait to ask again. He nodded, turned and walked away, and the tall figure immediately merged into the night.
I stood at the door and couldn't return to God for a long while.
What he said just now-my head is a bit chaotic, but after chewing it carefully, it seems to reveal some information.
It was not necessary to stand on the side of Jinling originally.
That is to say-he is not a benefit sharer of Jinling. Unlike Han Zitong and Han Ruoshi's staid followers, he does not really support Jinling and Pei Yuanxiu, but also stands in Pei Yuanxiu's camp for some reasons.
However, he refused to say any more.
But just those words of him, although indifferent, I seem to feel that he is totally different from the emotions from that deliberate indifference, as if trying to suppress something.
I felt faintly that he stood at this moment for some very special reasons.
For these reasons, he obviously won't show it easily.
what is it?
I stood at the door and thought about it for a while, but I couldn't think of one, so I turned around and opened the door, and went into the cabin.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw that it was almost the same as when I left, and all the furnishings, even the candlelight, had not changed.
The only difference is that before the papers full of Buddhist scriptures and poems were placed on the table, they were obviously taken away by Xie Xuan. At this moment, it should be empty, but now a letter is placed.
I froze for a moment.
Looking back, there was no one around the door. I hurriedly closed the door with my backhand, walked over and picked it up, and suddenly I took a breath.
This letter should have just been put on. No one has seen it. The envelope has probably gone through, the corners are a little hairy, and some dirt is stained on it, but these are not the most important. The important thing is that the envelope is neatly written with a few familiar words—
My mother is in touch.