Fourth Young Master was originally afraid of heights, so when he saw which tree was taller, he couldn't help but want to be cut down for Xie Heng's sake. He climbed up the roof for Xie Heng's sake, not even daring to look down, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

The rain blurred his vision.

Xie Heng stood there without moving. His almond-shaped eyes that were always brimming with energy were slightly contracted as darkness filled his eyes. From start to finish, he remained expressionless as droplets of water rolled down his cheeks and his thin lips were pressed into a line.

However, in the short span of two to three days, he had lost the arrogant demeanor of a young man.

Even though she was so beautiful, she couldn't bear to be worn out like this.

If the court officials saw Little Tyrant like that, they would definitely believe that he and Xie Xiuyuan were brothers.

Xie Wanjin laid on the roof, and did not dare climb any further, and tremblingly shouted: "Big brother, do you think that you can't see from such a high vantage point? Grandmother already knew that you were at the Manor, and now she's waiting for you at the Pine Crane Hall. Come down quickly and change your clothes. "

A long time later.

Xie Heng still stood firmly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, washing over the eaves and flowing down like a broken bead curtain.

The wind blew through the flowers and leaves, and in an instant, they were all knocked down to the ground by the heavy rain.

The branches swayed in the rain, and the ground was desolate.

Wearing wedding clothes, Wen Jiu sat in front of the window. Her face was gorgeous, and the little maid by her side was currently dressing her up.

She smiled faintly, as gentle as water.

Xie Heng closed his eyes and crushed the secret letter in his hand.

The strong wind blew away the rain-soaked sleeve and swept away the piece of paper in his hand. The piece of paper flew into the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At first, he just thought that this girl was born with delicate features, and her mind was lively and liked her. For her to be able to raise such a daughter in such a run-down clan like the Wen family, she must have burned down her ancestors for several lifetimes.

Afterwards, he came to the fire and walked through it with his life on the line.

He watched as her childish look faded and she grew into such a beautiful and charming woman. He watched as she changed from a cautious one to a playful one.

Xie Heng sat on the roof for two days, watching her rush and bustle, giving all the businesses that felt like her life to Xie Yu. When there was time, she would listen to He Xuan guard over Xie Qi.

Her entire heart was filled with her Fifth Young Master.

Feed him medicine, read poetry with him, and organize festivities for him in a hurry.

Xie Heng had also heard her ask the little maid before, "Is elder brother not in the house?"

Such a person was meticulous in everything he did, and his actions were impeccable.

It was just that she didn't care about herself.

It was just that she didn't care about love.

"Brother .." I'm getting wet. " Xie Wanjin clenched his teeth, closed his eyes and climbed up the roof. Suddenly, his feet slipped and he fell down.

He reached for the ladder, but forgot that no one was holding it, and the ladder was taken down with him.

Two floors.

Even if he fell to the ground, he wouldn't die. It was hard to say if he would just break his arm or leg.

"Elder brother!" Fourth Young Master shouted for help.

The youth on the roof leaped down, and just before Xie Wanjin landed on the ground, he had already picked him up.

The Fourth Young Master that had landed on the ground turned pale, his legs became so weak that he could barely stand, as he leaned on Xie Heng's shoulder, "Elder brother .. "I can consider it as you risking your life to seek death in this world .."

"So noisy." Xie Heng slapped him away and took big steps.

"Change your clothes and go to Grandmother's." Xie Wanjin shouted from behind, "Otherwise, she'll be too worried to sleep."

When Xie Heng passed through the corridor, he suddenly stopped. A moment later, he jumped onto the roof and disappeared into the rain in the blink of an eye.

Dark clouds covered the sky, the wind and rain did not stop, and the twilight quietly arrived.

Xie Heng changed into a set of scarlet clothes, and casually tied up her black hair with a ribbon of the same colour.

The young man walked alone in the rain. The wind and rain were disturbing his steps, but he didn't show any expression on his face. When he arrived at Pine Crane Hall, all the maids and attendant s retreated far away when they saw him.

In the past, he didn't know why the elders who turned their hands around would treat this youth as a Little Tyrant. Obviously, he was always smiling in front of Young Madame and Third Young Master.

How could there be such a beautiful King of Hell?

But when he stopped smiling, they realized how intimidating a man could be.

It was quiet in the Songhe Hall.

The two old servants beside Old Madame Xie were waiting outside. When they saw him, they both greeted him in unison, "Eldest Young Master has finally arrived. The old mistress has been waiting for you."

Xie Heng did not say a word and only raised his hand.

The two of them stopped outside the door and lowered their heads before retreating.

He entered the Songhe Hall alone.

The white haired Old Madame Xie sat in the middle of the hall, his gaze passing through the heavy rain curtain and landing on the youth's body.

Xie Heng stepped forward and nodded slightly, "Grandmother."

Old Madame Xie's hand that was holding onto the Buddha bead suddenly stopped, and carefully sized up the young man in front of him.

It was unknown when he had put away that debaucherous and dissolute appearance of a popinjay.

He was now a man of great stature, incomparably handsome, and his eyes were extremely sharp. If it weren't for the fact that half of his innate noble aura had been reduced by the murderous pressure, he wouldn't have been able to match the current descendants.

"The east wind is coming." Old Madame Xie's voice was somewhat hoarse. "Sit."

Xie Heng stood there and did not move, "Grandmother, your grandson can stand and listen to Grandmother's teachings."

He knew what his grandmother was looking for him to say.

It was just that this young man was born unruly and could not do such a thing as having countless ripples in his heart, yet he said to someone else, "No harm is done."

Old Madame Xie did not persist any further, he only picked up the red wooden box on the table and gave it to Xie Heng, "Here is the marriage contract between Jiu and Xiaowu, hand it over to an elder brother as a witness. Tomorrow will be the wedding day.

Xie Heng's eyes were empty, as he subconsciously took the redwood box and held it in his hands.

He did not say a single word, nor did he show any expression on his face. Instead, he unknowingly crushed the wooden box into pieces. The wooden splinters were embedded into his palm, and he did not feel any pain.

"Eastwind!" Old Madame Xie hurriedly stood up, and used a brocade handkerchief to wipe the blood on his hand. "This marriage certificate was originally set up by you personally for Xiaowu, and it is now just .. "It's just as we agreed, we're letting them marry each other, how can you .."

No matter how Old Madame Xie wiped off the blood on Xie Heng's hand, if he did not let go, the wood shavings would pierce deeper into his body.

At this time, no matter what he said, he seemed pale and powerless.

Xie Heng looked at the old granny whose hair had turned completely white, and said word by word, "I regret it."

The nineteen year old Xie Heng had never feared anyone even within his thousands of troops and armies.

However, for the girl in his heart, he would turn his bones into mud and dirt. All sorts of methods were useless.

The youth's eyes were bloodshot as he stood in front of his elderly grandmother and said in a hoarse voice, as if he was weeping blood, "Grandmother, I regret it now."