Shang Ji died, one corpse and two lives. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yu Wenrui didn't seem to care much on the surface, but the number of times he came back to the backyard became very rare.

Wei Yan, accompanied by the maid, went out several times, but walked around the streets and alleys to see the scenery. On this day, because some shops in the city reopened for a living, they lingered for a long time and came back late. The house was quiet, and when I walked to the corridor, I suddenly heard a suppressed cry, and when I looked for it, I saw that it was Shang Ji's maid Xiaobei shrinking behind the rockery.

Among the people who served Wei Yan, there was a man named Xiaomei, who shouted when he saw this: "Xiaobei, what are you doing?" ”

Xiaobei's face was full of tears, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Wei Yan, and the hatred in his eyes flashed. Without saying a word, she got up and left.

Xiaomei was now bent on currying favor with Wei Yan, and when she saw that her opportunity to show her loyalty had come, she immediately shouted: "Stop! Xiaobei, don't you know who is the master in this courtyard now? When you see Madame, you can't even salute? ”

Xiaobei wiped the tears from his face and smiled coldly at Wei Yan: "Madam? I wonder how long this lady can be proud? Who can guarantee that the scenery is unlimited today, and there will be a good end in the future? In the end, maybe it's the same ending as our Shang Ji! ”

When Xiaomei heard this, she immediately rushed forward, raised her hand and slapped Xiaobei in the face, "Presumptuous!" What nonsense are you talking about? ”

Xiaobei didn't dodge or dodge, covered his face that was beaten red, and said with a mocking smile: "Today, it's Shang Ji's first seven." Just go crazy and wait for Shang Ji's ghosts to come to you one by one to ask for your life! Haha, hahaha......"

Xiao Bei looked crazy, looked up and smiled, and staggered away.

Xiaomei shuddered suddenly, and a cold wind blew, which made her hairs stand on end.

Another maid said in a trembling voice, "Husband...... Madam, it turns out that Xiaobei was worshipping Shang Ji just now......"

Wei Yan smiled faintly: "What are you doing here?" Did you kill Shang Ji? Why are you afraid of this? ”

"But......" The two maids both looked at Wei Yan with low eyebrows, and their eyes clearly said, "Although Shang Ji was not killed by us, she has nothing to do with you......

How could Wei Yan not understand what they meant, and sneered at the moment: "Life is your own, if you don't cherish it, do you want to blame others?" I have asked for the king's grace on her behalf that day, and she still can't think of hurting herself, so do you still need me to watch over her and beg her not to hurt herself? She's dead, but I want to take the blame? I can't afford it, and I don't want to! ”

After Wei Yan finished speaking, he walked back to the room. Closing the door and leaning against the panel, her indifferent expression slowly turned into sadness. Isn't she convincing herself with those words? How can a person who will give birth to a heart of guilt and compassion do a good job? She forced herself to be ruthless, ignoring the eyes of others, not caring about the inner torment, holding her head high, and facing everything with an indifferent attitude. She sympathizes with Shang Ji, but she is not Shang Ji, and she will never be a pathetic woman like Shang Ji.

In the brightly lit county office, Yu Wenrui sat behind the desk, reading with a scroll in his hand. His eyes were fixed on the scroll, but his thoughts drifted somewhere, and he didn't even notice that someone had walked in.

"Your Highness."

A soft call woke him up, and when he looked up, he saw a woman in a magenta dress with a tray in her hand, his eyes flashed, and he looked at her face.

His eyes darkened, and he sighed softly, "Why did you come?" ”

Wei Yan squatted down and put the wine on the table, poured two glasses, sat beside him, raised his eyebrows, and smiled at him: "Your Highness, do you think that it is Shang Ji who has returned to his soul and has come to meet you?" ”

Yu Wenrui smiled a little reluctantly: "Nonsense! Hooked her chin, squinted and said, "Is it that Gu hasn't gone back to accompany you in the past few days, thinking about Gu very much?" So I came to give me a hug and wanted to lure the orphan back? ”

"How does Your Highness know?" Wei Yan smiled, held his chin with both hands, stroked the hard stubble on his lips, and called softly, "Your Highness, Yan Niang has figured it out, if His Royal Highness doesn't dislike Yan Niang's past, Yan Niang is willing to marry ......."

Her voice was low, and she leaned close to his lips, smiled mischievously, and imprinted a light kiss on his cheek.

Yu Wenrui's eyes were deep, and he suddenly stretched out his hands and tightly wrapped her in his arms, "Yan Niang, you made Gu wait for so long...... You say, "How should Lone punish you?" ”

"Your Highness...... "Your Highness" she pushed him away, and said with a coquettish smile towards Nunu outside the door, "Outside...... What else is there ......?"

Yu Wenrui smiled and said, "The guards outside have all retreated outside the courtyard!" ”

"Yes!"

After the guards agreed, after a while, they retreated cleanly, and Yu Wenrui turned around and saw that Wei Yan had a cup in his hand and handed it to him.

With that sleek little hand, he drank the wine from the glass, and then wrapped her slender waist around her......

He leaned on her shoulder, and the hand on her waist slid down. Wei Yan's eyebrows were frosty, and he stretched out his hand and pushed him hard.

With a "bang", Yu Wenrui fell to the ground, silently.

At the door, Dye Mo wearing a silver ghost head mask walked in, Wei Yan glanced at him, he stepped forward, groped around Yu Wenrui's body, and took out a seal and a few books hidden in the jade belt sandwich around his waist.

Wei Yan flipped through the scrolls on the desk and the shelves, and handed several booklets to Dye Mo.

Dye Mo nodded, and walked out the door with her.

Wei Yan turned his head and looked at Yu Wenrui, who was unconscious, and his eyes were calm and unwavering.

"Yu Wenrui, this is the last time you will appear in my life! My father, who gave my mother's dowry for your cause, was finally beheaded for your crimes, and you were an accomplice behind the scenes. If it weren't for you, maybe Xu Lang and I wouldn't have come to this point. You are too conceited to think that a woman should be willing to cling to you as long as you want to. You don't have the slightest love for me, but because you've never been rejected, because you're ridiculously possessive, you insist on thinking that you've moved your own heart......"

The two crossed the courtyard, jumped off the eaves, and walked in the direction of the city gate. clinker, but saw a man standing in front of him. Dye Mo placed Wei Yan by the wall, his figure flashed, and he rushed forward. The sword-wielder and the ink-dyed figures staggered, quickly entwining together. Dyeing ink uses the hand as a blade to block the sword moves of the incoming people. The two of them made swift moves, so fast that they couldn't see clearly, and they were all dressed in black, if it weren't for the fact that Dye Mo was wearing a silver mask, the man was holding a long sword, and Wei Yan could hardly tell who was Dye Mo and who was the one who stood in the way. Rao doesn't know martial arts, but she also understands that dyeing ink has met a tough opponent.

The person who came was in good shape, his actions were like the wind, the sword stabbed at the vital point, the sword moves were fierce and fast, and he was like a martial arts master. Since Wei Yan encountered Dye Mo, except for Luo Yan, he had never seen him deal with someone so hard.

At this time, on the other side of the alley, another person came with a sword. Wei Yan exclaimed: "Watch the back!" (To be continued.) )