The name of "unkindness" is indeed a serious crime, but Chen Xiansong did not understand these rules that were somewhat inexplicable to him; and even if he knew, he would not have any special thoughts. In comparison, he was more worried about Catherine's body.

The night was dark last night. He only looked at Catherine's condition, but now he could see clearly. The miserable blue skin caused by long-term illness, sunken eyes, blood-colored lips, and a pair of waxy and skinny palms. In Chen Xiansong's opinion, such a physical condition is not far from death, but Catherine is still forcibly waiting to receive guests. Chen Xiansong didn't know whether she should say whether she was too persistent in etiquette or too stupid.

"Froncis is now my student." Chen Xiansong paused and continued: "But there are conditions for this."

Hearing this, Catherine was shocked. "Conditions"! Now she is most afraid of hearing this word. If the Lunche family had some capital in the past, everything could be totaled. However, in the current situation at home, there were only a few gold coins left. It would be easy to deal with it if you just want money. At worst, you could sell the house and furniture and grit your teeth and pay a sum of money. But even if you haven't left for more than ten years, Catherine also understood that those who think deeply in the soul never lack money.

Men are only interested in three things: power, money, and beauty. Those who think deeply about the soul can easily get the first two. As for beauty... Catherine looked at Bai Min standing next to Chen Xiansong, and felt powerless. She was originally a great beauty, otherwise she would not have given birth to a small beauty like Froncis. She only had no advantage in comparison with the female Sun God servant.

She couldn't think of anything in her home that was worthy of coveting by a soul-thinking person. Her lips moved a few times. Catherine said weakly: "Your Excellency, please say whatever conditions you have. We will try our best to meet your requirements. If it is something we don't have, I hope to be able to give you some time and we will try our best to do it for you."

Listening to the other party's extremely unconfident words, Chen Xiansong laughed and said, "Actually it's not a difficult thing. You know, I'm still young and a man, and Froncis is a little girl. I can teach her what I know, but I don't think I can take good care of her life, so she must have at least a guardian by her side to handle some trivial matters of life for her so that she can concentrate on studying. In addition, after a while, follow me to the capital, and then return to my territory to study with me."

Hearing that this was just the condition, Catherine breathed a sigh of relief, and even felt a little grateful to Chen Xiansong for thinking about his daughter: "Your Excellency, Jay is the loyal steward of our Lunshi family, he can be Little Francis."

"Madam, who will take care of you if I leave?" Jay, with a gray hair, said embarrassedly.

Froncis jumped out of the chair, rushed over and hugged his mother, and shouted, "I don't want to separate from my mother."

"Child... Cough cough," Katherine stroked her daughter's hair with her hands like dead branches, and said gently: "You must become an excellent soul-thinker and revive us... Cough... the honor of the Lunshi family, this is the will of your father."

"But when I leave, my mother will disappear..." Frances' eyes were full of tears. She was very smart and had long seen that her mother had ambition to die. If she had not taken care of herself, she believed that her mother would definitely go with her father. When she thought of such a scene, she felt chill all over and said tough words from her mouth: "I will not be a soul-thinker, I want to be with my mother."

Looking at her daughter's stubborn expression, Catherine was both happy and angry. She was about to speak, but her eyes turned black. Her body shook a few times, and her cough kept on frightening, which scared Jay and Frances quickly helped her to massage her back and calm her breath.

When she recovered, Chen Xiansong spoke: "Mrs. Catherine, Mr. Jay or a good housekeeper. I don't question her ability, but you have to understand that Mr. Jay is already very old and he can take care of Frances for a few years. You don't think that the soul-thinker can achieve quick results in just a few years, right?"

"This..." Catherine glanced at the old Jay, and she had to admit that Chen Xiansong's words made a lot of sense.

"So I think the best person to take care of Froncis is yourself." Chen Xiansong took a sip of the fruit wine used on the table and continued: "This is my real condition. As for your physical illness, don't worry, Xiao Min will treat you. We will stay in Qingxi City until your disease is completely cured."

When Little Frances heard this, she was so happy that she rushed over and hugged Chen Xiansong hard, then she stuck out her tongue under her mother's stern gaze, and returned to her seat to sit obediently. After that, Catherine moaned in her heart, what was going on with the young soul-thinking person in front of her? Is it a purpose or not at all worldly? Don't he know that a noble lady, especially a widow, occasionally staying in other noble territories for a few days, no one would say anything, but if it was a few months or even years to live for a long time... it was clearly telling the world that this widow was the mistress of a lord.

Catherine thought she was not the noble ladies who looked noble, had a dissolute heart, and were ambiguous with her knights and guards. After hearing this, she subconsciously became angry, but then she quickly calmed down. She was now sick and looked like a ghost, and maybe even a beggar would not want to touch her, let alone a noble soul-thought-hearted person.

In this way, the young soul-thinking master in front of him should not have any inappropriate thoughts about him. She also wants to be with her daughter, take care of her, and watch her grow up slowly. But in this way... the reputation of the Lunxi family has almost been destroyed, and the story that has to be told between the noble widow and the young soul-thinking master... Such a subject will definitely become a popular topic for aristocratic dance chat.

Catherine put her hands together: "Your Excellency, can you give me a few days to think about it?"

Chen Xiansong did not know that there were such hidden secrets among the nobles, but he knew that every family had difficult sutras, so he did not force it. Then he asked Bai Min to take out a small lambskin bag from behind and put it on the counter: "No matter what, madam, your illness cannot be dragged down. This is the medicine powder treated by Xiao Min. Put a small spoon in wheat porridge and cook it three times a day. Two months later, your illness should be almost cured."

Catherine was not very happy to hear that her illness could be cured. She had already died. However, others worked hard to prepare medicine and brought good intentions, and could not refuse it in terms of human nature or reason. So she struggled to salute and thanked her. Little Frances snatched the cloth bag on the table and ran into the kitchen. She almost tripped and fell down by her dress in the middle. Not long after, the sound of water colliding with the bowl and porcelain came from the kitchen.

"This kid." Katherine looked in the direction of the kitchen, and a faint warm smile appeared on her thin face.

"Madam, I have something else to explain to you." Chen Xiansong pointed outside: "Some people in the city seem to want to be unfavorable to Frances. I have asked some friends to stay outside. If something is abrupt, please forgive me."

With this thoughtful care... Katherine deeply feels that her daughter has a good teacher.

"I'll bother you with the safety of Xis." Catherine stood up despite Jay's obstruction and bent down deeply for Chen Xiansong. This action almost made her, who was already extremely weak, faint. The old butler Jay immediately carried Catherine to the second floor and let her sleep on the bed.

Chen Xiansong took this opportunity to say goodbye. As soon as he walked out of the house, Balf came to him: "Master, news from the mercenary union that a mercenary group caught a wanted criminal from Ms. Bai Min. The union hopes that you will go over and confirm it."

"It's been so many days, and there's finally news. I'll go here now. Balff, arrange the guards nearby. If there is a lack of manpower, discuss with Aslan."

"I understand." Balff saluted and took several subordinates away with decisiveness.

The mercenary union, which had been deserted for several days, was once again noisy. More than thirty dusty mercenaries occupied a corner of the union hall. They were eating the food on the table in a voracious way, drinking the inferior ale in big mouthfuls, and the rude laughter was rising higher and higher.

Not far from their feet, a man who was almost tied into brown lying beside the wall. His face was covered in blood and there were at least several wounds on his body. Although it was not fatal, the large amount of blood loss made the man very weak.

Chen Xiansong took Bai Min to the mercenary union, and the sound inside stopped instantly. Bai Bai, Chen Jisong, who was very bookish, and Bai Min, who was so gorgeous, were obviously people from two worlds. When the mercenary commander saw them, he subconsciously sorted out his appearance and came over quickly.

"Two Your Excellencies, I'm glad you can come in person." The mercenary commander saluted: "I am the leader of the Dragon Roar Mercenary Commander, Kaka."

"Hello, I'm Chen Xiansong. Thank you for your hard work." Chen Xiansong's eyes kept wandering in the mercenary union, but after a while, he couldn't find the target he was looking for: "What about the person you caught?"

The man tied up into brown leaves was carried up by two warriors and mercenaries and threw him in front of Chen Xiansong.

The mercenary leader Kaka kicked the prisoner hard, and the severe pain made the latter wake up slowly. A warrior mercenary next to him squatted down and wiped the blood from the prisoner's face with his sleeves so that Chen Xiansong could defend himself.

Bai Min called out the image database in the chip, and after a few seconds, she nodded to Chen Xiansong.

The prisoner who woke up was extremely weak. He looked around and finally frozen on Chen Xiansong: "Are you the one who issued the wanted order?"

Chen Xiansong nodded: "Although I guessed what was going on, I still want to listen to you tell me in person... why did you assassinate me? Who gave you the order?" He knew it was one thing in his heart, but if he could find evidence, he could put pressure on the other party through the powerful organization of the Soul Thinker Association.

"I said......" the prisoner said intermittently: "Can you let me go..."

"Can."

The prisoner's lips moved a few times, as if he had said something. Chen Xiansong couldn't hear it. He squatted down and leaned over and said, "Your voice is too small, I can't hear it. Do you say it again?"

Seeing Chen Xian's head getting closer and closer to him, the prisoner's eyes that were so weak that he was almost losing focus suddenly burst out with a ray of shimmer. His chest was bulging high, his mouth widened, and a strange wind spurted out from his throat, with a dark greasy liquid in the wind.

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