Ignoring Murong Xue’s bright red eyes, the eldest cousin brought his nose close to her palm and sniffed, imdiately looking at Murong Xue in surprise: "Itching powder?"
Murong Xue’s face turned crimson, how embarrassing, not only was she caught poisoning, but just a sniff revealed what kind of poison it was. It showed how strong this eldest cousin was, so embarrassing.
"Childish, if you want to poison, you should choose sothing challenging. This is like child’s play, is it fun?"
Alright, she was being mocked.
Murong Xue was in pain, with tears in her eyes, looking a bit wronged and slightly pitiful. Not only Xi Yang felt sorry, but even Xi Yan couldn’t help but glare, Xi Yue, under pressure, could only release: "Just a little trick, next ti choose sothing challenging, I’ll definitely see it through, hmm?"
Xi Yue gently patted her cheek, but Murong Xue felt deeply humiliated. This cousin was definitely doing it on purpose.
"My cousin and I grew up soaking in the poison pool. While we wouldn’t say we’re immune to all poisons, the usual ones have almost no effect on us. Your little trick, at best, works against ordinary people, but anyone with a bit of martial arts skills can suppress it. So, girl, where’s your skill that can finish off Consort Hua in a few moves? What, still treating us like outsiders, keeping it hidden?"
Murong Xue: "...." Who would use Blood Sealing Throat poison on their kin? Has anyone seen that? Has anyone heard of it?
This Xi Yue, obviously, was just playing with her, right?
While Xi Yue was dismissing Murong Xue’s little poisoning trick, he harmlessly put his arm around Murong Han’s shoulder, planning to head off to the bamboo garden with brotherly affection, Murong Xue pouted, glaring at Xi Yue, then looked at Xi Yan: "So, he saw poisoning just now and deliberately waited for to poison him?"
Xi Yan tried not to laugh: "He’s not the only one who saw it, we all did. I say, Xiao Xue, why didn’t you learn martial arts? If you did, it might not be so obvious. Without martial arts, you can’t hide anything before us, can you? But you did hide that poison deeply, didn’t find it at all. Where did you hide it?"
I hid it in the space, of course, you couldn’t find it, but, is this sothing I can say?
The elders watched the juniors play and found it refreshing, thinking the island hadn’t been so lively in a long ti, so they were very pleased. They had already gone to the bamboo garden ahead of ti during their bickering, curious about Xi Yue’s na, as was Murong Xue.
"Aunt, is the na ’Yue’ of our eldest cousin used for Mom’s sake?"
According to Hua Country’s tradition, the nas of juniors should not clash with those of elders.
So by logic, since Xi Yue was called Yue, Xi Yue could not have the homophone na of Yue. Why did they have this strange naming convention here?
"You’re still bound by outside rules. On our Xiran Island, there’s no such rule. It’s fine for juniors to have the nas of elders, for it holds special commorative significance, and is also a form of heritage..." This sounded much like things abroad, Xiran Island indeed had carved its own path, going a different route than others.
This is quite nice, hopefully such an island can continue to develop this way for a long ti to co.
Talking about this, she sowhat regretted letting Bai i’er die early, if Mom were alive standing in front of her, that would be the real provocation to her.
Alas, regretting now, shouldn’t have acted so quickly, and now what, lost the chance to show-off, huh?
In Xuri Hall on Xiran Island, it was packed with people, Elder Xi Yu and the forr master Ranran sat eagerly in the main seat, frequently looking outside, Xi Yang, Mu Xiaoqiong, Feng Xibai sat there with smiles waiting, Xi Yue and Murong Han occasionally joked around with everyone, the hall was filled with harmony, smiles on everyone’s faces.
Until Murong Xue and Xi Yan arrived late, seeing so many elders waiting for them, the sisters felt a bit embarrassed.
"Grandparents, uncle, aunt, I’m sorry, bla , kept talking with my cousin endlessly, and ca late, really shouldn’t have."
Xi Yu waved his hand carelessly: "Good children, hurry and sit down, you’ve traveled a long way, must be tired, quickly sit and have a drink."
Murong Xue glanced around, suddenly noticed a handso stranger. Sensing her gaze, he nodded kindly towards her.
Murong Xue quickly perford a junior salute, while Xi Yang, realizing late, smacked his own forehead.
"Oh dear, my mory, forgot to introduce him to you two little ones. Co, co, Han’er, Xue’er, this uncle is called Feng Xibai, grew up as childhood friends with your mother, back when he wandered to Xiran Island, he was taken in by your Grandparents, so he’s also called uncle, later he found his own family, but he cos back to visit every year."
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