After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

The older brother was very rough; he grabbed him by the neck and snatched him back from the masked man.

As it turned out, the masked man didn't hurt him, but his brother choked him badly.

There are so many parts of the human body that you can grab, but his brother chose to grab his neck.

This clearly carries a strong sense of personal grudge.

Xin Yu thought, his brother really doesn't like him! He put him in a tree when he was little, and now he almost strangled him to death.

He was feeling down and didn't notice when Lin Siheng changed her actions and gently pulled him into her arms.

Lin Siheng carried Xinyu and retreated a few steps, while at that moment the guard behind the masked man stabbed him with a knife.

Lin Siheng covered her younger brother's eyes, "Kids shouldn't look."

When the masked man looked down at the blood-soaked knife tip, he didn't show the expected shock or anger. Instead, a strange, eerie laugh escaped his throat.

Lin Siheng's face darkened; he felt that this reaction was far too unusual.

As the guard sheathed his knife, the masked man collapsed.

Seeing that the assassin was dead, Xin Yu struggled to get out of her brother's arms. Just as she was about to angrily recite a poem, she saw several figures suddenly appear behind Lin Siheng.

Lin Siheng shoved him, using her other hand to block the combined attack of the three men. "Run!"

Xin Yu quickly ran to her father's side.

Shen Qingheng was terrified. In that critical situation, he could only cover his mouth and try not to make a sound so as not to interfere with Siheng's rescue.

Now that Xinyu is finally saved, Shen Qingheng's heart can finally rest easy.

He pulled Xinyu around, checking her over. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Xinyu pointed to her neck, about to accuse her brother, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of someone sneaking up from the shadows as if to launch a sneak attack.

The man's target was not Lin Siheng, but Shen Qingheng, who was anxiously waiting under the eaves.

That person's target is his stepfather!

Before Xin Yu could react, she stepped forward to block Shen Qingheng.

"New Rain!" Shen Qingheng shouted hoarsely.

However, in the blink of an eye, it was not Xin Yu who fell.

Lin Siheng stood in front of him.

He protected his father, while his brother protected him.

Just now, he witnessed the guard's knife pierce the assassin's body.

And now, he saw the assassin's knife pierce his brother's body.

At that moment, Xinyu's mind went completely blank.

The wind seemed to have stopped. What were the guards saying? He could hear nothing but his own breathing.

"elder brother……"

"Siheng!"

Although Lin Siheng's sword also pierced the opponent, the crisis was not over.

These people are skilled in martial arts; we must finish this quickly.

Lin Siheng turned his head and smiled at them, but the moment he turned back, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He quickly wiped the blood from his lips, swiftly pressed several acupoints to stop the bleeding, and then used his internal energy to break the sharp blade at his shoulder.

Under the moonlight, the broken blade on the boy's shoulder was still dripping blood as he approached the remaining masked men step by step.

The injury is on the left shoulder, but it does not affect the use of the sword with the right hand.

He has suffered countless injuries since childhood, and even when his skin is pierced by a sharp blade, he can still launch a counterattack.

But he is still young and cannot remain calm and collected despite being seriously injured.

The wound I inflicted while seeking out the thorn hadn't even healed yet, and now I've been given a new one.

After breaking the weapons of these men, Lin Siheng felt dizzy. His vision went black, and the last thing he saw was the guards rushing forward and subduing the men.

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"Waaah..."

Before Lin Siheng even opened her eyes, she heard a soft sobbing sound.

His throat was parched, and he managed to speak with difficulty: "Isn't it a bit premature to start mourning me now?"

A chaotic scene of war and turmoil filled my ears.

He struggled to open his eyelids and saw Jiang Xiao sitting on the edge of his bed with her eyes swollen like peaches.

Xin Yu was sitting next to him.

Lin Siheng glanced at her younger brother.

Very good, two peaches.

"I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?" Lin Siheng's voice was hoarse. "Give me some water."

Gongyang Xun pushed the wheelchair over himself. "It's good that he's awake. Let's give him some medicine first."

"I'll go get it." Jiang Xiao immediately stood up and ran off.

Lin Siheng was speechless.

So, is there really no one going to pour him some water?

Xinyu held her brother's hand. "Brother, are you alright?"

"water."

Xin Yu then seemed to wake from a dream and quickly poured water to feed her brother.

The older brother fed his younger brother quite roughly, spooning him one spoonful after another until his neck was choked for miles.

But the younger brother was much gentler and more attentive when feeding his older brother water.

He was afraid of choking his brother, so he fed him spoonful by spoonful.

Seeing his friend's frustrated expression, Gongyang Xun couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Huang Quan, Huang Quan, you've finally met your match."

Lin Siheng rolled her eyes at him with difficulty, then suddenly said, "Wait, I only hurt my shoulder, why do I feel so weak all over?"

"Their knives are all poisoned; even a touch will kill you," Gongyang Xun said. "But you're lucky; you have an antidote made by the Immortal Physician of Penglai, so you're perfectly fine."

He paused, "It's just that the aftereffects are a bit severe; you'll need to be paralyzed like this for four or five days to regain your strength."

Lin Siheng sighed, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.

"Don't move, be careful not to reopen the wound," Gongyang Xun said. "I've checked those people, they are indeed from our Qianhe Manor."

"I know," Lin Siheng said to Xinyu. "You're still thirsty, go get another bowl of water."

Xinyu was very obedient and said, "Okay."

My younger brother used to always disagree with him and found fault with everything he did.

Lin Siheng was quite unaccustomed to his sudden obedience.

Gongyang Xun continued, "My father probably hasn't given up yet, thinking that if I die in your house, I can drag your father down with me."

"It's okay. Even if one father doesn't love you anymore, you still have me, your godfather, to love you."

"As long as my father hasn't given up, he might send someone to kill me again," Gongyang Xun said. "My staying here is a potential danger to you."

Lin Siheng asked, "So you planned to leave secretly by yourself, but you didn't manage to, right?"

Gongyang Xun blushed, embarrassed to tell him that he had already walked to the gate of the mansion, but Yuan Yuan had carried him back.

It's truly shameful for a young man to be picked up and carried by a young man at any time.

"You can't leave! I don't agree."

Gongyang Xun thought that Lin Siheng couldn't bear to part with him, and thought that their precarious friendship had actually withstood the storm.

"If you were here with me, I could protect you."

Gongyang Xun: Touching!

Lin Siheng continued, "But if you die outside, won't I be able to explain myself? Your father will definitely say that I killed him, and I won't be able to refute it."

Gongyang Xun: Oh no, I got emotional too early!

"I've thought about this, and I think it's not something we should both bear alone," Lin Siheng said. "Could you write a letter to my dad and tell him about this?"