Concubine Zhen Niangniang glanced at Wei Qiao deeply, and then glanced at Fu Yang, who looked at the two of them with a somewhat strange expression, smiled and did not speak again.

Wu Qingning, who was also an extremely smart person, looked at Wei Qiao and blinked, as if he was puzzled.

Wei Qiao saw that Concubine Zhen was no longer pressing, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned his head and said to Fu Yang with a smile: "Yunya, don't leave at night, let's have a good chat." ”

The two said that they were masters and apprentices, but in fact, they were just in the name of a name, and there was no truth at all.

But when Fu Yang heard this, he nodded excitedly and said, "Okay." "If it was before, he might not have known that Wei Qiao had been paying attention to him and quietly arranging everything for him, and he didn't understand it after a long time, then he would be really a fool.

Concubine Zhen's eyes looked at Wei Qiao meaningfully, and turned to Qingning with a smile and said, "Qingning, tomorrow will be windy, go out and bring more clothes." ”

When Wu Qingning heard this, his originally cold and calm expression suddenly changed, and Wei Qiao clearly felt that a sharp trace of nervousness flashed on Wu Qingning's pretty face.

Wei Qiao frowned slightly, and turned his gaze to Concubine Zhen. But seeing Concubine Zhen standing up with a smile, she said to Fu Yang: "Yunya, take good care of my small building, your father used to go there often." ”

Fu Yang was stunned when he heard this, his face was full of strangeness, it seemed that he was very surprised that Fu Li would have been to the downstairs Fu Yang already knew that place, it used to be a place where those romantic people gathered, Fu Li was so old-fashioned, and he was also very romantic when he was young?

Without waiting for Fu Yang to ask, Concubine Zhen turned around and walked out of the living room, leaving several people with puzzled faces.

Wei Qiao watched Concubine Zhen leave, turned to Wu Qingning thoughtfully, and frowned slightly: "Qingning, is Concubine Zhen hinting at something?" ”

Wu Qingning's eyebrows moved slightly, looked at him and said softly, "It's okay." ”

The voice was soft and soft, as if to tell Wei Qiao: 'It's okay', I will protect you.

Wei Qiao listened to her words, where could he not guess her thoughts, he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, but he didn't say anything, nodded with a smile and turned to Fu Yang and Fu Qingyao, who were confused, and said, "Do you want to go together tomorrow?" ”

Fu Yang, who had always been straight and had a calm and solemn face, turned slightly red when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Fu Qingyao on the side with a stiff smile on his face.

Fu Qingyao's face flushed, and the little boot under the table kicked Fu Yang on the leg fiercely, and glared at Fu Yang who was looking forward to it with a look of shame.

Fu Yang smiled awkwardly, turned his head a little stupidly, and couldn't hide his disappointment on his face.

Fu Yang couldn't see it in the game, but Wei Qiao could see it, looking at the tacit understanding between the two of them, Wei Qiao laughed and said, "It's me wrong, you can go by yourself, don't pay attention to us." ”

Fu Yang may be a little sluggish in other things, but the things about Fu Qingyao are extremely shrewd, his eyes lit up one day, and he quickly turned his head and looked at Fu Qingyao with burning eyes, with an excited face.

Fu Qingyao's pretty face was red to the root of her ears, gritting her silver teeth and stepping on Fu Yang's feet under the table with hatred, and almost got up and ran away in shame.

Fu Yang grinned in pain, but there was a smile in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Wei Qiao and Wu Qingning glanced at each other and laughed lightly.

In the evening, Wei Qiao and Fu Yang drank in the courtyard and chatted. Wei Qiao could clearly feel that Fu Yang was extremely happy at this time, and it seemed that he had never been so happy. After drinking a few more glasses, Fu Yang said more, took Wei Qiao's hand, and kept saying words of gratitude, as if Wei Qiao and his father Fu Li were juxtaposed.

Wei Qiao looked at Fu Yang, whose face was flushed and full of confidence and high spirits, and sighed secretly in his heart, he wanted to give him some hints, but he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

'Be happy as long as you can.' Wei Qiao looked up at the cold moon in the sky and sighed silently in his heart.

The autumn wind rises, and the leaves fly.

On the shore of Mochou Lake, the autumn wind and fallen leaves, and the lake water for cruises.

Wei Qiao and Wu Qingning stood side by side, looking at the sparkling lake, letting the autumn breeze blow their cheeks, both of them closed their eyes easily, quietly feeling the tranquility of this moment, and letting their mood fly.

On the surface of the lake, a small boat swings slowly towards the shore, slowly, rippling and rippling all the way with fish.

Not far behind Wei Qiao and the others, Wen Pang stood quietly with twenty civilian guards, his eyes vigilant and his expression cold.

"Liyuan." In the quiet wind, Wu Qingning suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Wei Qiaodao.

Wei Qiao was stunned, he had never heard Wu Qingning speak to him in such a tone.

Wei Qiao faintly felt a little bad in his heart, and quickly turned his head to look at her and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Wu Qingning pursed his lips slightly, showing a rare trace of struggle in his pretty eyes, and said softly: "Father...... Let me go south. ”

Wei Qiao's face changed slightly, looking at Wu Qingning's cold pretty face, Wei Qiao was eager to speak, but his lips squirmed, but he didn't say a word.

Wu Qingning seems to be a weak and cold woman, but her determination is beyond everyone's imagination, and it is difficult for Wei Qiao to force her on this. Moreover, when she went to Jiangnan to guard, it seemed that she was the best candidate. Wei Qiao occasionally selfishly thought about letting Wu Qingning go to the south and take all the people of the Wei family away.

Wei Qiao struggled in his heart, and his unconscious voice was a little dry, and said, "You must go?" This woman is very special in his heart, and now that the two have become one, the reluctance in Wei Qiao's heart is difficult to describe in words.

I thought that Wu Qingning would nod slightly, and then hesitate to say 'um', but Wu Qingning said a cold joke, she blinked prettyly, looked at Wei Qiao quietly, and said, "Not necessarily." ”

Wei Qiao looked at Wu Qingning in a daze, his eyes full of strangeness.

Wu Qingning looked at Wei Qiao, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, pure and charming, "I regret it." ”

As if he had made a joke, Wei Qiao was full of loss, and now he was full of excitement, and his face was full of joy after being disappointed.

On the shore of Mochou Lake, the breeze swayed, two men and women quietly hugged each other, and the wind blew their coats and fluttered gently.

"Princess, aunt."

I don't know how long it took, but Wen Pang's shout broke the intoxication of the two.

Wei Qiao let go of Wu Qingning, Wu Qingning's pretty face remained unchanged, and he stood quietly next to Wei Qiao, without embarrassment, let alone blushing.

Wei Qiao smiled awkwardly, turned his head to look at Wen Pang and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Pang's face remained unchanged, and he pointed sideways to a dense forest in the distance and said, "Uncle, look over there." ”

Wei Qiao followed his finger and looked at it, and immediately frowned slightly. Not far away, I saw more than a dozen tall men in fancy clothes, with beards and sharp weapons in their hands, confronting Wen Pang's men. And Wei Qiao's afterglow swept away, and on the other side of the dense forest, another part of Wen Pang's people gradually revealed a part.

Is there anyone else?

Wei Qiao looked around again, but found no one else. His eyes flickered slightly, his eyes flashed sharply, and he said with a cold brow: "Who are they?" Obviously, these people were coming for him, and now they were intimidated by Wen Pang's people.

Wen Pang bowed, his face never moved, and said, "It looks like a Huns." ”

Huns, Wei Qiao's eyes narrowed slightly. According to the surname of the Huns, this time it was even more of a demonstration, and it was entirely possible to assassinate the reception officials of Daqi in advance. But the more likely it is, the more unlikely it is in Wei Qiao's opinion.

Who could it be? King Jin? How dare he assassinate himself so blatantly? Although the emperor will be afraid of the martial apprentice Fu Li and dare not do anything to him, but some excision operations that do not hurt the muscles and bones are still completely fine, and the King of Jin, who has lost people's hearts, should not be so stupid at this time, right?

Wei Qiao's brows furrowed, he lowered his head and groaned, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Wu Qingning's floating white skirt, and suddenly remembered the hint of Concubine Zhen Niangniang yesterday before leaving, Wei Qiao couldn't help but look up at Wu Qingning and said, "Qingning, what did Concubine Zhen Niangniang mean by what she told you yesterday?" ”

How could Wu Qingning not see the situation, as soon as Wei Qiao's voice fell, she said: "Twenty-two dead soldiers walked out of the Jin Palace's mansion a few days ago. ”

Opposite? Taking advantage of the weakness of the surname, the more others will not think that it is him, but it is him? However, did King Jin forget that he was still the son-in-law of the martial apprentice?

Wei Qiao's brows furrowed again, now that the situation is complicated, the slightest disturbance will make him doubly nerve-wracking.

Wei Qiao's eyes flickered for a while, and he looked at Wen Pang and said, "Can you take it?" I want to live. "Even if it's a dead soldier, Wei Qiao has a way to get them to speak.

Wen Pang glanced at Wu Qingning, his face was a little stiff as if embarrassed, and said, "It's okay, but you have to fold a lot of brothers." ”

Sure enough, after Wen Pang finished speaking, Wu Qingning's pretty face did not move, but there was a trace of unnaturalness in his eyes, which made Wen Pang's stiff face a little hot, as if Wu Qingning was looking down on him and disdaining him.

- Let the martial apprentices look down on them, Wen Pang and they are at ease, and there is still some pride, after all, that is also in the eyes of the martial artists. But let a young woman despise her, but she is really inferior to others, Wen Pang has been in the sea of blood for more than 20 years, and she still can't help but be embarrassed and her old face is hot and wants to burrow into the ground.

Wei Qiao's eyes were slightly surprised, Wu Qingning seemed to value Wen Pang very much, otherwise, with her surname, how could she have emotional fluctuations towards 'strangers'.

Immediately, he suddenly remembered in his heart again, he vaguely remembered that Xiu'er had mentioned that this Wen Pang had also saved the life of a martial artist.

Before Wei Qiao could speak, Wen Pang suddenly said, "Uncle, they retreated." ”

Wei Qiao hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, the dozen or so well-dressed and strong men turned around and jumped a few times in the dense forest, and then disappeared.

Wei Qiao's eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled lightly and said, "Regardless of them, Qingning, let's go on a cruise." ”

Wu Qingning nodded lightly and followed Wei Qiao onto the painting boat that had just landed.

The lake is leisurely and the boats are rippling. The two leaned against each other at the head of the bed, and the breeze came, blowing their hair and flying in the air.

Both of them let go of the mood to swim in the lake, the boat floated back and forth, Wei Qiao was very interested, and took out the flute with a spring breeze to play a song, although it caused a wave of sighs and cheers from the passing boats, but Wei Qiao was still happy to do it, and he was very happy.

Wu Qingning led the fish in the lake, playing back and forth with her white jade hands, listening to Wei Qiao's completely out of tune flute, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, not praising or making fun. When someone came out of the seventh boat to scold, Wei Qiao finally 'got out of the fun', put down the flute, sat on the bow of the boat and laughed unnaturally at the corners of his mouth.

If it's a carving, it's handy for him, and it's no problem with his eyes closed. But he likes and envies this flute very much, and he has worked hard for a while before, but he can't get in, he can't find the tone at all, and he has been an entry-level player intermittently for many years. At a level like him, he can only hide at home and blow it, and he must have been thrown rotten eggs when he takes it out, but he didn't expect that blowing in this lake would be justified and scolded, and there are several eleven or twelve-year-old girls, reprimanded with a small face, and said that Wei Qiao was extremely depressed.

Wu Qingning saw that Wei Qiao was a little embarrassed, so he couldn't help but sit up, took the flute, and gently put it to his mouth.

The melodious flute sounded slowly, like the frost and mist falling from the sky in the early morning, which made people's hearts ethereal, and they couldn't help but want to flutter like immortals, full of comfort, and cool to the heart.

"Well blown! I'm afraid everyone in Jinling is just like that, right? ”

"As soon as I heard it, I knew that this girl was a good player, and after this song, it is estimated that many people will swear not to play the flute for the rest of their lives."

"Hearing the sound of the flute is like hearing people, and the sound of the girl's flute is like a nine-day fairy music, which makes people linger and never forget, it is really worth the trip, fortunately and happy!"

Wei Qiao listened to the praise of these people, and swept away the depression just now, praising his daughter-in-law is equivalent to praising me for not, Wei Qiao couldn't help but smile and nodded again and again to those cruise ships that were praised from afar, and his heart was extremely proud. He didn't expect Wu Qingning to be able to play the flute, and he played it so well.

But just as he was happy, there was a voice that almost made him depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

"That person compared to her just now, it was like chopping wood and striking iron."

Wei Qiao didn't bother to pay attention to these boring people, leaned on the bow of the boat, and listened intently to the sound of his daughter-in-law's flute.

The sound of the flute is long, the boat is long, and the people are also long.

On this calm morning, Weiqiao Wu Qingning was rippling on Mochou Lake to his heart's content.

"Are you happy?" Standing on the shore, Wei Qiao took Wu Qingning's hand and said with a smile.

"Happy." Wu Qingning said with a smile. It's not the shallow smile before, this moment is completely heartfelt and full of brilliance.

The two held hands, slowly went ashore, and slowly walked towards the carriage not far away.

This time, the two came out, without Xiu'er or Xiangling, they were completely two. Ben was also worried that King Jin would really make a move, so before he came, Wei Qiao specially greeted Sima Shengchang and asked him to bring someone to answer at the city gate, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at all.

"Uncle." The two had just approached the carriage, and Wen Pang stood behind Wei Qiao.

Wei Qiao turned around, nodded with a smile, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Wen Pang's face, which had not moved, was full of solemnity, and he approached and whispered, "Uncle, Fu Mingzheng has been assassinated." ”

With a light smile, Wei Qiao's face stiffened, and he suddenly said urgently: "How is he?" "Fu Ming is really going to be assassinated, and Daqi is estimated to be in chaos.

Wen Pang said in a low voice: "Fu Ge Lao is fine, Shoufu arranged a lot of people for him, but the assassin caught one, and it was a Huns." ”

Wei Qiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as Fu Mingzheng was fine, everything was easy to say. However, the Huns, I'm afraid it's going to cause variables.

And, Huns, this afternoon is coming.

(To be continued)