He has always been mostly strict with Jiuwei, and it is not easy to say something soft now.

Qin Shang walked over, squatted down, and said in a warm voice: "Jiuwei."

The boy raised his eyes, his tone with obvious trembling: "It's because of that time six years ago..."

"No." Qin Shang rubbed his hair, his tone of gentleness and confidence, "Brother Chang and Daddy will not lie to you. It's really not. My father said it was because of fate, and that's what fate is like."

With a slightly pause, Qin Shang smiled faintly: "Jiuwei, after inheriting the Nine Pavilions, you are the only master of the Nine Pavilions. The main thing in the Nine Pavilions is not only the strongest martial arts skills, but also the strong mind. You must not be confused, otherwise your father will be disappointed, and Dad Shang will be disappointed."

Jiuwei didn't say anything, and closed her eyes and covered all the upside-down emotions in her eyes.

After a long time, he spoke, and his voice had returned to calm: "Jiuwei knows."

He didn't ask anything more. Since his father said it was fate, he believed it was fate.

Dad Shang accepted the facts so calmly, and he could only accept them.

"How long will it be?" Jiuwei asked in a low voice, "I want to know how long will it be..."

If it is like this, does it mean that my father already has a clear mind?

Emperor Xiu was silent for a moment: "Qin Shang, you go out first, I'll talk to Jiuwei alone."

Qin Shang nodded, got up and walked out.

"Get up." Emperor Xiu said in a faint tone, "Don't kneel down any longer in the future. The Lord of the Nine Pavilions is supreme. From the day you ascend the throne, no one in this world is qualified to kneel."

Jiuwei stood up, his voice was also dull: "Father is always qualified."

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were gentle and indifferent. Standing in front of him, he was already full of nobleness. His every move was calm and steady, without any impetuousness.

Emperor Xiu leaned against the brocade bed, closed his eyes and brushed his sleeves, saying, "It's okay to say it's destiny, but it's his own decision to be a father. Your father Shang doesn't know."

Jiuwei raised his eyes, and there was a flash of confusion in his dark eyes: "Father?"

"So you don't have to worry or be sad." Emperor Xiu said, "As for the reason, you don't need to understand. You just need to know that this is the father's own choice, and the rest is not important."

Jiuwei's eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed, as if he was pondering. After a moment, he said, "So, it was my father who chose..." Death?

Emperor Xiu seemed to nod, but said, "It should be said that if you want to accomplish something for your father, this is the price you need to pay."

"What's the matter?" Jiuwei blurted out subconsciously, "It has something to do with me?"

Emperor Xiu smiled lightly and shook his head slowly: "It has nothing to do with you. It's a matter between me and your father Shang."

Jiuwei was silent.

Since it was his father's decision, he should accept the result.

"Although you are not old, you become the head of the Pavilion and are an independent adult." Di Xiu smiled faintly, "Tell you this is to let you not think too much, and you don't have to be too sad. Remember your responsibilities. Even if you don't have me and Daddy Shang around in the future, it will not affect your normal life."

Jiuwei pursed her lips, and all kinds of feelings surged into her heart, but he said with a rare slight silence: "My father has never spoken to me in such a gentle tone today, and he said so much... But if he could choose, Jiuwei would rather his father be as he had before..."

If the price of gentleness is that from then on, heaven and man will be separated forever, he would rather not be gentle.

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Chapter completed!