"Xiaojuan, you have to help me. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wei Jiang stared straight at her, and the words that burst out of his mouth made her stunned.

She wants her to help her? Instead of hitting her?

Cui Ningjuan was confused, what did she mean?

"I want to prove my strength and prove that I am also a woman who is useful to him. I can't watch him fall like this! I'm going to help him get back on his feet! ”

Her eyes were shining with blazing light, she didn't know what she thought, her face was eagerly anticipating, she grabbed Cui Ningjuan's hands tightly, and said loudly, "So, you have to help me!" When I bring down that woman for him, he will understand my goodness and understand my worth! ”

"Husband...... Madam...... What do you want your slave to do? Such a crazy Wei Jiang is even more terrifying than the appearance when he was angry, Cui Ningjuan asked in a trembling voice, her body kept shrinking back, and the wrist she was holding was as hot as fire. She wanted to escape. She was terrified!

"These days, I'm going out! You cover for me, and I can't be discovered by a woman surnamed Lin! After speaking, Wei Jiang began to mumble to himself, not knowing what to say, as if he was thinking about an extremely important matter. Cui Ningjuan silently hid herself in the most corner, lowered her head, and mourned in silence for her endless painful life......

Shangyuan Festival, the annual lantern festival will be held tonight. And near the Baiyun Temple, it was crowded with noble ladies who came to offer incense early in the morning. When the carriage of the Pleasure Marquis Mansion appeared on the official road, it caused quite a stir.

"See? That is the concubine of the anti-thief Hai Yuchang, I heard that it was she who gave birth to a son to Hai Yuchang, and jumped from a maid to a concubine. ”

"So young, I heard that the old thief is over half a hundred years old? She hasn't had a son for so many years, but she has it, it can't be a borrowed seed, right? ”

"Who can say this kind of thing clearly? Look, that tone of voice really thinks of herself as the lady of the Hou Mansion! I don't want to think about what she got her man's title! The emperor named him the Marquis of Pleasure, and he was simply playing with him as a monkey! ”

The ugly words floated into Wei Jiang's ears one by one, and she got out of the carriage with her head held high, and walked up the mountain with her hands folded all the way reverently.

This Baiyun Temple is a place where she has visited many times. Here, she was framed by Cui's and Cui Ningjuan's aunt and nephew, and almost ruined her lifelong happiness. Now that she has revisited, she is no longer the weak girl of the past. She is a woman who is a marquis of the dynasty, and she wants to be a woman who matches her man!

At this time, Wei Yan was standing outside the city gate, looking anxiously into the distance, and the spoon kept comforting, "Miss, why don't you go back and rest first, the slave waits here for you, although it hasn't snowed for several days, but the ice on the road has not yet melted, and those who come from afar may have to slow down their pace......"

As he was talking, he saw Wei Yan's eyes light up, "Spoon, listen, is it the sound of horses' hooves?" ”

Spoon listened attentively and said with a smile: "Miss, you have a magic barrier, only the sound of the whirring wind, where is the sound of horses' hooves?" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a team of cyclists, far away in sight.

Spoon exclaimed: "Miss, you are really a god! Can you hear it from so far away? ”

Wei Yan smiled silently, leaned forward, and couldn't wait to meet him quickly.

The group of men and horses got closer and closer, and stood a few feet in front of Wei Yan. Wei Yan couldn't wait any longer, rushed forward, and shouted, "Mr. Yuan! Mr. Yuan! ”

One of the first jumped off the horse, tore off his wide-brimmed hat, and bowed to the ground, "Master! ”

Wei Yan paused, stopped, and the joy in his eyes never died, "Erli, it's you!" Thank you! You've done a great job! ”

Zhang Erli seemed a little shy, hehe smiled, but he didn't speak. Mr. Yuan helped Qing Cen's men get off the horse, stepped forward to hold Wei Yan's hand, and shed tears before he spoke.

Qing Cen smiled: "Now that you have returned safely, your master and apprentice will never be separated again, why are you crying?" He smiled at Yuan Shengyun's tears, and a trace of distress filled his eyes. He couldn't bear her to cry, whether happy or sad.

"Sir......" Wei Yan is not full of emotion, since Yuan Shengyun was kidnapped by King Haiwen in the inn, Qing Cen defected back to King Haiwen for her, it has been half a year. Didn't you spend that day in self-blame and longing? blamed himself for not protecting her, blamed himself for believing in Wei Jiang by mistake, so that Qingcen succumbed to the command of King Haiwen.

"Master," Zhang Erli bowed, "In the car behind, there is an old man ......"

Hearing this, Wei Yan walked to the carriage behind him suspiciously. Who will it be? Zhang Erli went to Yangzhou to find out the whereabouts of her uncle, could it be her uncle......

Uncle in the car?

After a few years, she couldn't even remember her uncle's face......

The curtain of the car was lifted by Zhang Erli, and the person sitting inside poked his head out and smiled at Wei Yan with tears.

Wei Yan's footsteps stopped, and he refused to take a step forward.

How did you think that you would see this person again here and now? There is already a gap in my heart, and the reunion only adds to the troubles!

The person in the car was holding a swaddling cloth in his hand, revealing the face of a baby, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

She suddenly had a very strange feeling in her heart, that the baby seemed to have some kind of intimate connection with her.

The man in the car knelt at her feet and cried, "Miss, please forgive the slave for her paranoia. It's the slave who is wrong! Please forgive the slave and allow the slave to return to you and serve you and the young master!"

Master?

Wei Yan subconsciously looked at the baby, and her hands trembled slightly involuntarily. "He's ......"

"It's Aunt Qin's child, the old man, Miss, your younger brother!"

"It's him!" The family she had been looking for for a long time had finally returned to her! "Ruyue, why are you here, why is he with you?"

Yes, the woman who knelt at her feet and held the baby was her most trusted maid Ruyue.

"Master...... "How can this be the place to speak, Zhang Erli stopped Wei Yan and persuaded her to take Mr. Yuan back to the city first.

Wei Yan nodded, reluctantly looking at the baby again and again, it was so cold outside, they were talking so loudly, but the child was still sleeping quietly.

"Miss, can you give me a hug?" Ruyue handed over the baby in the crook of her arm, Wei Yan hesitated for a moment, and stretched out her arm to catch it.

The soft little baby is held in his hands, as if he is embracing the whole world......

The people she missed, one by one, returned to her. No matter what she and they have experienced, the original affection has never changed.

Mr. Yuan is still Mr. Yuan, who is indifferent and noble. Qing Cen is still a scheming Qing Cen. Ruyue is still Ruyue, and she is still her. What the years have changed is the experience, the means of acting, not the human heart.

Everywhere is full of lights and joy, and everyone is celebrating the arrival of the Shangyuan Festival. And in this lively atmosphere, Yao Xinyue couldn't laugh at all. She hadn't seen Helian County for a few days since the last feast, and she kissed him that day in order to take him captive as a minister under her skirt, but she didn't want to faint again in a daze, and woke up in a car and was sent to the palace. Last time, she was still puzzled that it was the power of the medicine that caused her to be dizzy and she couldn't remember the details of the day. This time, it was clear that her vertigo was intentional on purpose. But she didn't have time to think about why he did it. That week, Jin Fu was like a haunted ghost, entangled so that she couldn't breathe. I asked her for five hundred taels of silver tickets half a month ago, and a few days later I came to ask for five hundred taels. What is her situation, where does she have so much spare money to send him? (To be continued.) )