Who's new swallow pecks spring mud (15)
He will be saddled with the infamy of killing his father for the rest of his life.
Even if he can sit on the world, he will be recorded in the history books.
Xiao Fang deserves to die, but since she didn't die, she didn't want Brother Huai to do stupid things for her.
And if she didn't let him hand over this birthday gift, with his attitude, how could she still take her son's birthday seriously?
Ten years after Jianwen, something big happened.
Li Ingot died.
This is one of her enemies, or perhaps her worst enemy.
On the 27th day of mourning in the DPRK, she wore red clothes every day, smiling and smiling.
At night, she sacrificed to her father and uncles under the moon.
Although Li Deng died in the destiny of heaven, not out of anyone's hand, he left Zheng Xiu with only a pair of orphans and widows to support the country, and she had almost seen their end.
She drank alone in the open room, watching the light curtain flying in the breeze, and suddenly wanted to go to the Wei family to have a look.
She put on her shoes, walked all the way, and just pushed open the gate of the Guard's Mansion.
Looking at her own shadow reflected in the stone jar on the patio, she felt like a ghost.
Ten years have passed, and the Wei family has long been dilapidated.
This was the first time she had come back since the catastrophe that night, the stone tables and chairs in the corner of the courtyard were still overturned, the doors and windows were still open, and the air where more than a dozen people had died, ten years later, it seemed that the smell of blood still wafted away.
She was careful with every step, as if she was afraid of stepping on their heroic spirits.
She went to her father's study, which was full of cobwebs and wine on the table, which should have been left by him during his night conversation with Xiao Fang.
Since the bloody incident in the house, the surrounding families have moved one after another.
After all, there will be people who are afraid of being haunted by unjust ghosts.
But they don't know that the most terrible thing in this world is the human heart.
You never know what people will face because of it?
She sat down under the porch and looked up at the moon in the grassy courtyard.
Then he raised his hand to cover his face and cried silently in the palm of his hand.
She was also afraid of alarming them who were sleeping here.
A man half-squatted down in front of her, gently squeezed her hand, and said softly, "Didn't you tell you not to come?"
She didn't move.
He gently moved her head over his shoulder, and sat withered with her in the silence of the night.
His body is still broad, firm and warm, which makes people's hearts unconsciously calm.
"Xiao Fang, when you are in power in the future, will you repair the Wei family well, will you let the Wei family come back?"
ββ¦β¦ Of course. He shuddered slightly and kissed her hair.
"That's good. She said, "Then you and I will be cut in two, I will not hate you, and you will not come to me again." β
He sat still in the moonlight, the wind blowing through him, lifting his coat, and he was so still that he seemed to hold his breath.
She got up and walked out, step by step back to the house.
It's also very tiring to hate someone persistently.
She suddenly wanted to give up.
If her father also chose to cooperate with him at the beginning, then it is obvious that she still insists on keeping her hatred in her heart, which has become an obsession.
She could stop hating him and open her eyes like her father, but it was difficult to get her to accept him in turn.
She felt that it could be over, all grievances.
Since she didn't die ten years ago, then maybe she could try to live for herself, not for hatred.
β¦β¦
Xiao Fang sat in place, listening to the sound of the evening breeze blowing through the grass in front of her, and remembered her farewell to him ten years ago.
She wanted to die without hesitation, but he rushed over to stop him, but he was still a step too late, her head was bleeding profusely, and a pair of beautiful eyes that used to only have affection for him were empty.
She was more stubborn and determined than he had imagined, and he went berserk at that moment and ran all the way back to the city with her in his arms.
Fortunately, the military doctor he brought to defend the family's side of the family has always been sophisticated, and he rescued her from the underground.
She was in a coma for some days.
When she woke up, she asked him, "Are they all dead?"
He was silent. He had spoken to Mr. Wei in advance, and he couldn't tell her the truth for the time being.
She laughed.
Tears rolled down her pale cheeks, instantly wetting her sideburns and pillow.
"If you seek death again, won't it cheapen me?" he said, looking out the window, "I am powerful now, and I have no wife, and I can continue to regenerate at any time, and then Brother Huai'er will not matter." The people of the Wei family really died in vain. β
She laughed and coughed, then smiled and said, "You're right. You don't deserve me like this. β
He really doesn't deserve it, he can't afford her affection.
He was gone, like a cool, negative man.
She recuperated for half a month, and when she looked at the guards' "carelessness", she also left.
When she left, he watched her staggering back at the corner of the street, and he felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were all torn apart.
Just like now.
She said, Xiao Fang, let's cut it in two, I don't hate you anymore, and you don't want to come to me again.
I don't hate you anymore, a few words are more brutal than when she cried and scolded him, saying how much she hated her.
She didn't even hate him anymore, and the only entanglement between them was gone.
She hates you, and you have to take it.
If you hurt her, you have to pay for it.
Mr. Wei's words are still echoing in his ears, knowing his daughter Mo Ruo's father, as a father, he has seen his downfall today as early as ten years ago, right?
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Time passed as if it had traveled back in time.
Gorou built a villa in Cangzhou, which is quite magnificent.
Wei Xi'er and Yu Hui discussed buying a small courtyard near his courtyard and moved over.
Because the small courtyard faces the street and has shops, you can see his door from the attic.
Whenever Gorou came over, the aunt and nephew would sit in the window, holding melon seeds, peanuts or fruits, eating and watching him.
Then discuss whether he looks stronger this time than last time, or look at his expression, doesn't he look like he has a sweetheart?
If he stayed at the door long enough, they would talk about how he was dressed, as if it was going to attract girls.
Yuhui is also twenty years old, and Wei Xi'er has long thought about whether to marry her, but she thinks that this is too unpleasant, even if the two of them are destined, it should be better for them to develop on their own.
And Yuhui didn't seem to mean that, because every time she paid attention to Gorou, it was him who was embarrassed, and she would laugh when she said it......
She doesn't care about it, where is there such a thing as a joke that will treat the "sweetheart" as a joke and reminisce happily? It can be seen that Yuhui doesn't like him.
Later, she learned that Yuhui also had a fiancΓ© in Wuzhou, but the man was two years younger than her, and his mother passed away just last year, so she had to wait for the filial piety period to pass before she could discuss marriage.
"Actually, I don't know what will happen to me and him in the future?" Speaking of this, Yuhui was also a little worried.
"I haven't told him yet that I'm the niece of His Royal Highness King Yan, if he knew, I guess he would be able to scare him directly!" she gestured exaggeratedly.
Wei Xi'er also laughed: "Why are you so timid?" couldn't help but ignore the sentence "His Royal Highness King Yan's niece".