Chapter 72 is hard to discern right from wrong

Prime Minister's House.

The candlelight was faint, shining in the room, and the shadows were sufficient, and they were slightly hazy.

A gust of wind suddenly blew in through the window, and the candle flame flew in the wind, the light was ethereal, and the qi qi seemed even darker.

At this moment, Minister Chen Fuxin had mixed feelings in his heart, everything was not going well, and he had a lot of troubles, first King Wei was assassinated, he did not investigate beforehand, and then fled in danger, and now he was inexplicably jealous and tore Wan Ling's clothes to pieces.

He looked at the mess, remorseful, and after some chagrin, struggled to get up, and sat down panting for breath for a while.

Wan Ling hasn't come back yet.

But at this moment, Chen Fuxin has fallen into self-blame and remorse, and the resentment just now is gone after tearing his clothes.

Chen Fuxin was silent for a long time, sighed, and said in his heart:

"At this banquet, Wan Ling was hesitant to wear this dress to go out, but later heard that today's banquet is not important, and people will gossip about it when she wears it, so she chose one casually, and she didn't even care about dressing up, so she naturally had no intention of meeting any lover privately, she didn't return at this time, she must have seen me addicted to opera, bored, gossiping with my girlfriends, forgetting the time, this is a common thing, but I speculated and suspected for no reason, it's really damned!"

After a while, a trace of pain suddenly flashed across Chen Fuxin's face, and he felt a pain in his heart, and he arched his body in pain and coughed repeatedly.

He didn't know that he was deceiving himself.

Wan Ling!

He couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, his hands clenched into fists, and his wrinkled face didn't know whether there was anger or remorse.

In this life, there is intrigue, ups and downs in the sea, conspiracy and calculation, and murder.

Daily officialdom gambling fights, you come and go, have you ever thought about how the person next to the pillow feels?

It's time for retribution.

He shook his head, sighed, and looked out of the window, only to see that the night outside the window was thick, and the darkness was tangible, roaring at him!

He subconsciously took a step back, his face bitter.

In the end, he is old, and the mood of the young man who was dominating the world and looking down on the world is gone.

The candlelight is dim, drifting away, and you can't see the road ahead!

A sigh.

Just when he was about to clean up his mood, leave Wan Ling's boudoir, and go to the third lady's room, he suddenly heard the sound of interrogation by the guards outside the door, and then heard the door "squeak" and was opened.

He frowned, turned to look, and saw a handsome woman with a handsome face coming in at the door.

But no one came in and gave the service.

Chen Fuxin was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, felt a little unhappy in his heart, looked at the person who came, and was about to get angry, so he forcibly held back,

After a while, he suddenly remembered that this person was the wife of Yin Liu Zhengyun of Dongping Mansion, Chen Yuting.

Seeing that only Chen Yuting came alone, Chen Fuxin's face sank, and he said coldly:

"Mrs. Liu is here late at night, what is the matter? However, Mrs. Liu can let the Chen family not report it, and let it go directly, it seems that she is holding a token and coming on the order of the prince, and Mrs. has something to talk to me about? ”

After speaking, his hands shook, he pushed the door, and walked into the house first, without looking back, and said in a deep voice:

"Mrs. Liu, please!"

Chen Yuting chuckled, nodded, and walked in with a faint smile on her face.

Chen Fuxin then closed the door, but suddenly saw the clothes torn by him on the ground, saw Chen Yuting's thoughtful face, his heart sank, he stepped forward and kicked it aside, his expression was calm, and he said with a smile:

"Just now a cat broke in and ripped this dress off the wall, and just a few maids caught it and beat it to death with sticks, and before he could clean up the house."

After speaking, he pointed to the chair next to him and said:

"Mrs. Liu, please be seated."

Chen Yuting answered, sat down, looked at the clothes that Chen Fuxin kicked aside, sighed, and said:

"The material and style of this dress can be called the top grade, it's a pity, but the prime minister doesn't need to feel distressed, clothes are like people, once you don't like it, you can't wear it, you have to throw it away, otherwise it will be beautiful for others to wear."

Chen Fuxin knew that she had something to say, his face was pale, the muscles on his face trembled, his brows were furrowed, he sneered, and said:

"Mrs. Liu came here late at night, won't she come to discuss clothes with me and entertain the old man?"

Chen Yuting smiled faintly, put the pass token given by King Wei in her hand on the table, and said:

"Naturally not, the prime minister knows, tonight King Wei was assassinated, the situation in Dongping suddenly became tense, I am an innocent woman, Mrs. Yin of the Mansion came to the Prime Minister's Mansion late at night, only with a token in hand can the people of your mansion know that I am on the order of King Wei, and the prime minister has something to discuss, otherwise tomorrow I will not be innocent, and the prime minister will also be burdened with gossip and cannot be explained, but this token is fake."

After speaking, he handed the token to Chen Fuxin, Chen Fuxin's eyes flashed, he stretched out his hand to take it, swept his eyes, snorted coldly, and said:

"Then what are you looking for me?"

Chen Yuting glanced at Chen Fuxin, smiled, looked around, and suddenly asked:

"Prime Minister, it's so late, why isn't the sixth lady in the room?"

Chen Fuxin's pupils contracted suddenly, his eyes instantly became sharp, he looked at Chen Yuting, and sneered:

"What, you're here to find Wan Ling tonight?"

Eyes want to kill.

Chen Fuxin, who has dominated the officialdom for many years, and even King Wei is sometimes helpless, is like a lion about to get angry at this time, with cold and deep eyes.

However, the lion is old and useless.

Chen Yuting sighed secretly in her heart, but she still had that faint smile on her face, as if she didn't realize the murderous aura in Chen Fuxin's eyes, and said with a smile:

"Late at night, people are quiet, people have not returned, I am afraid that the sixth lady will get lost, it will be difficult to return, and I will never find my way home!"

Chen Fuxin was shocked in his heart, and after a while, he understood, I am afraid that Chen Yuting knows Wan Ling's whereabouts and has a hint.

The thought in his heart turned sharply, but he still had a majestic look on his face, and said coldly:

"It's a dead end, you can also turn back, Mrs. Liu, it's getting late, if you want to continue chatting with me, the old man will accompany you, so ask a few maids to come in and pour tea and water, you and I will have a long talk with candles, and others will know it in the future, and it can also be passed on as a good story, as long as Liu Fuyin is broad-minded, he will not come to investigate his true appearance."

Chen Yuting smiled slightly after hearing this, stood up, and said:

"I won't drink Chen Xiang's tea, but although I went out of the house late at night to meet the prime minister, I have a clear conscience and am not afraid of others pursuing it afterwards."

After saying that, she shook her head and walked out the door, saying:

"If Chen Xiang is willing, I can take Chen Xiang to a place, if nothing else, the sixth lady is there."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the room.

Chen Fuxin looked at her back, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, and a sense of struggle appeared on his face, and after a while, he shook his head and sighed:

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

Chen Yuting stopped and waited for him with a smile.

Chen Fu's new words had been spoken, and there was no way back, so he lowered his head and sighed, made a "please" gesture to the door, and said:

"The old man thanked Mrs. Liu, and he will repay him in the future."

Chen Yuting didn't know whether the "thanks" in his mouth was praise or depreciation, and he didn't say anything, so he moved lightly and walked towards the door.

In late summer and early autumn, the weather is as cold as autumn.

The night was thick, the road ahead was bleak, and everywhere the eye could see, it was dark.

Chen Fuxin took a breath and followed.

The two walked to the door, turned a corner, and left the house.

stepped on the door, suddenly turned around, only to see the precious dress that had been torn by himself on the ground, still thrown there.

It's just that I don't know if someone will sew it with heart in the future, put it on his body, walk up to him, spin and dance, and say coquettishly:

"Master, do you think this dress looks good?"

"Master, if you change the sleeves, will it fit better?"

"Master, if you go out for a walk with me, everyone will be sick!"

"Master, I want you to accompany me out tomorrow to enjoy the flowers, I heard that the flowers in front of the mountain are blooming, and the flowers are blooming."

"Master, you haven't taken me out of the house for several years."

As people grow old, remorse comes up, and sorrow increases.

Chen Fuxin suddenly didn't want to go, he thought in his heart, he was responsible for Wan Ling, he was old, Wan Ling was the only partner in the whole world who could let go of his scheming, and he didn't want to be old and have nothing to rely on.

But under his feet, he did not stop.

Looking back, in an instant, I was in a trance for decades, and it was so strange in front of me, overnight, things were wrong!

He shook his head, took heavy steps, walked out, and never looked back.

Outside the mansion, the coachman, who had been waiting for a long time, saw the two come out, bowed down to greet them, and helped them to get into the car.

After a while, the dust kicked up completely obscured the shape of the carriage of the horse in front of it.

At night, when no one is around, the car is in a hurry.

The night is thicker, it is as dark as ink, and the road ahead is long, can you turn back when you walk over? ――

Dongping is a big city, after several generations of Wei Wang more than 200 years of painstaking management, well-planned, very large-scale.

The size of the city can be called second to none in the entire Han Kingdom, although it is much inferior to Luojing, but it is not far behind.

Dongping is not known for its defense, the city gate is not high, but the road is wide, along the bluestone paved road, looking at the low city wall, it is difficult to imagine the flowers inside.

At the moment, late at night, inside the city.

Within the countless high walls, among the deep mansions in the courtyard, who knows that there are deeds and filthiness that ordinary people dare not imagine.

Behind the bustle, there is hidden darkness that cannot be seen.

And next to this high-rise mansion, in an inconspicuous place, there is a very small mansion, although the house looks very elegant, but after all, it is too small, and it is surrounded by high walls, and few people will notice it if you don't look carefully.

In this house, at this moment, the spring is boundless.

Sun Zhengwu lay on the bed with a comfortable face, and Wan Ling fell asleep in his arms.

Although he has been tossed until now, Sun Zhengwu did not feel how hard it was, but felt that he still had a lot of energy in his body and did not vent it.

It was late at night, and a breeze blew through the open window, bringing a touch of coolness.

There is also a burst of floral fragrance, wafting in the wind.

Sun Zhengwu casually pulled a thin blanket beside him and covered his body, not wanting to touch Wan Ling, who was sleeping sweetly due to fatigue, as if startling her dream, Wan Ling muttered twice dissatisfied, turned over and continued to sleep.

Who appeared in your dreams tonight? ――

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