Xiang Huai'an knew, he always knew. The gossip at the beginning drifted into his ears, and he went to his parents to question him, but he was scolded. Second, this is also the reason why he ran away from home, he didn't marry Wei Shengqiao because he couldn't face her. It seems that her good years were ruined by the Xiang family.

The first thing Wei Shengqiao knew about this matter was not to confront him in court.

She told her own Wei Shengwan. My sister didn't know anything about it, but she was so angry that she couldn't scold people with red and swollen eyes, so she had to cry silently. Xiang Huaiyu watched the two sisters hug their heads and cry, and came over to comfort them, but was slapped hard by Wei Shengwan, who was weak and kind by nature. He didn't know why, frowning but still patiently asking what was wrong.

Wei Shengwan looked at him with teary eyes, "You don't know? Xiang Huai'an knows, can you not know? You Xiang Jia is the murderer who framed our Wei family!" Her voice suddenly became hoarse, the frost outside the window fell on the window edge and refused to melt, and the clouds at night came and went, floating over the lonely city. She confronted the man she loved, "Why?"

Xiang Huaiyu didn't know everything he said, he just said, "Don't make trouble, it's impossible." The voice was faint and pierced Wei Shengwan's heart. She looked at him in a daze, "That's your explanation?"

A few days ago, the barbarians were invading, and they had just retreated that day. Xiang Huaiyu's tense nerves finally relaxed, but he heard the woman's heart-rending and inexplicable duties. He sighed, knowing that his attitude was a little fierce just now, and said in a deep voice, "There must be a misunderstanding, Shengwan, it is impossible for Xiang Jia to do this." ”

Wei Shengwan was like crazy, the memory of exile bursting out in her mind, like a raging fire tormenting every inch of her nerves. Her nose was red, her chest rose and fell, and her eyes flashed with a hint of hatred, "Why do you say that!" Xiang Huai'an has already admitted. ”

"Sheng Wan. He sighed, "It's impossible for Xiang Jia to do this kind of thing." ”

"You're still defending them!" Sheng Wan was like a rabbit in her hand, staring at the man fiercely.

Xiang Huai'an wanted to say something more, but suddenly a soldier shouted loudly outside the door, "My lord! Oh no! The barbarians didn't retreat at all, they killed back!"

The scar on the man's face was especially obvious under the candlelight, and he said indifferently, "Wait for me." And he got up and departed.

Wei Shengwan staggered to the ground, tears flowing silently, her fingers rubbing her clothes, muttering to herself, "If only I died here...... What's the point of being alive when you say that everyone lied to me that I was actually in love with him. ”

Wei Shengqiao was startled and hugged her sister, "You can't think like that." ”

The crescent moon in the dark night is like a bow.

Wei Shengwan has a talent for designing city defenses, and the small city here is impregnable. She spent a lot of drawings and put everything she learned all her life into brick and tile on the city wall. This small frontier city is like a thorn in the eye of the barbarians.

On that day, the barbarians bought off the people in the city, and opened the city gates in the middle of the night, and they pretended to retreat, but in fact they turned off the lights and rushed back. The sound of horses' hooves enveloped the place, and smoke and dust filled the air. Xiang Huaiyu led the troops to resist the enemy, his eyes were as bright as sparks.

The soldiers behind him let out a roar of rage, and with an order, the long sword broke the formation.

The storm is coming, and the thick clouds are rolling.