As soon as the moonlight shone in through the crack in the door of Wang Jia's room, it was gradually burned by the candles in the room.

At this moment, the wolf's head gently raised his hand to caress the bandages that were bound on his body, clean and warm, and even had a faint fragrance.

"Uncle Wolfhead, this dress was my father's before, and the two of you are about the same size, why don't you try it."

The wolf head was slightly stunned when he heard Wang Jia's words, and then took the clothes from Wang Jia's hands with some smugness, the brocade silk was silky, and the wolf head may not have worn such clothes in his life.

After all, he has always lived in the cold winter, on the verge of life and death, this kind of flashy clothes, the wolf head used to disdain to wear them, but now, Wang Jia gave it to him, and the beggar clothes on his body that were worn out of cotton wool have also been cut by Wang Jia's scissors and cannot be worn.

The wolf head nodded slightly, took the clothes from Wang Jia's hand, and then put them on his body.

"Uncle Wolf Head, you just said that my father committed suicide in order to save me?"

The wolf head had just put on his clothes, and suddenly heard Wang Jia ask himself, and he was a little surprised, after all, according to Wang Jia's attitude, if he didn't mention it and didn't ask, I am afraid that Wang Jia would never take the initiative to ask a little thing about leveling Wang Changgeng in his life.

Now you are asking yourself?

The wolf head looked at Wang Jia, and in the cold wind blowing in the crack of the door, there were some shaking candle flames, reflecting the dark yellow light on Wang Jia's face, in Wang Jia's eyes, there seemed to be something more, the wolf head couldn't tell what it was, but he could feel the same resonance as the depths of his soul.

Is it hatred? But it is more calming than hatred.

Is it killing intent? But it was colder than killing intent.

In the wolf's hesitant look, Wang Jia's heart became more and more firm.

When Fang helped the wolf head to deal with the wounds, the scars, in Wang Jia's heart, were first surprised, scared, then numb, and finally completely aroused the firmness in Wang Jia's heart.

The wolf head has gone through so many hardships, and he still wants to avenge his father, but he lost himself for the sake of a man.

Wang Jia began to grow up slowly unconsciously, but now she doesn't know what her pursuit is? But one thing is certain, she has to be strong enough to protect herself, or, to get what she wants.

In Chen Pingwu's prince's mansion, Wang Jia himself was just a passerby after all, and after learning that Chen Pingwu had his own crush tonight, he felt that he was just a host.

If you don't work hard and become strong, you may be under the fence for a lifetime.

After all, he and Chen Pingwu have no blood relationship, and King Pingyi is also dead, in other words, even if Chen Pingwu will not dislike himself now, what about in the future?

What happened after Chen Pingwu got married? After all, he is just an outsider, and when Chen Pingwu's princess wants to drive him away, who can help him speak?

Although the wolf head didn't know why Wang Jia suddenly changed his temperament, he wanted to hear about the leveling of Wang Changgeng, but since Wang Jia spoke, the wolf head naturally spoke.

"The prince rebelled, if he was brought back to the capital for interrogation, I am afraid that the whole palace would be leveled, and the young lady would be reduced to a prisoner."

Wang Jia heard the wolf head say this, quietly turned around and walked to the window, and had already changed the medicine for the wolf head, so he opened the window with peace of mind, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and sighed softly.

"What's the difference between it and that prisoner?"

The wolf head sighed softly, and when he heard Wang Jia's words, he didn't know how to elaborate for a while.

Wang Jia heard the wolf head sighing behind him, but he was also silent, and he remembered that King Pingyi had doted on him in the past, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

After a long time, the wolf head thought of something, and suddenly opened his mouth to ask Wang Jia.

"Miss, I later went back to Langya City, and I heard from the mouths of others that the princess is also dead?"

Wang Jia heard the wolf head mention his emotionless stepmother, nodded slightly, and replied softly as if nothing happened:

"At that time, everyone should have paid attention to my father, and when she found out, she had already committed suicide by poisoning."

"Suicide by poisoning?"

When the wolf head heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, he had never seen this princess, when the king of Pingyi married this princess, Langya Pavilion had been disbanded in name, and the wolf head at that time was chanting with a group of people in Langya Pavilion in the temple.

Seeing the wolf head, Wang Jia suddenly asked, turned to look at the wolf head, and asked, "Uncle wolf head also thinks that my father's princess died strangely?" ”

When the wolf head heard Wang Jia ask, he looked at her and said seriously: "Originally, I had some questions in my heart, but listening to the tone of the young lady, it seems that I don't agree with it?" ”

Wang Jia turned around and walked to the round table on the side and sat down, frowned slightly, and said: "This princess, although I don't have much contact with her on weekdays, her character will definitely not be the kind of person who commits suicide by taking poison." ”

When the wolf head heard this, his eyes jumped, and he asked softly: "What does Miss mean, the princess is extremely afraid of death in her personality?" ”

Although it is not accurate to guess the mood of the little girl, she has her own unique views on human nature.

Simply relying on Wang Jia's words and a demeanor, the wolf head has already groped for the general character of this princess from Wang Jia's words.

Wang Jia nodded slightly, with a very confirmed look in her eyes.

She had also mentioned this matter to Feng Yewu, Lu Jue and others at the beginning, but no one seemed to take this matter to heart.

"Uncle Wolfhead also thinks this is unreasonable?"

The wolf head nodded, looked at Wang Jia and explained: "Although I don't know the princess, but from the description of the young lady, I can probably judge one or two, but I think the confusion is not here, but I think that since the princess left the princess in the palace, there must be a corresponding strategy, but the princess took poison and died, I am afraid that the princess's death was done by someone else." ”

Although Wang Jia also guessed some, it was a pity that she had no experience, and she couldn't think of the obscurity.

Originally, Wang Jia wanted to wait until he returned to Kyoto and discussed slowly with Chen Pingwu in the prince's mansion, but in the next few days, Chen Pingwu was either busy going to the court or angry, and finally because he understood Chen Pingwu's intentions, he never spoke about it.

"Could it be... Could it be... Did His Majesty send someone to do it? ”

Wang Jia had some panic and disbelief in his eyes, but he still said the target of his suspicion.

It wasn't until he saw the wolf head shaking his head that Wang Jia breathed a sigh of relief, after all, if it was really Feng Yewu's so-called, it would be terrible.