Chapter 170: Help You Clean Up the Aftermath

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Wen Changbai pondered about this matter for three or four days, and finally decided to tell Yixuan. It's not all about telling her, and omitting the fact that Concubine Gong is hostile to her.

He guessed that King Yu didn't want him to tell Yi Xuan, and it was exactly this.

After hearing this, Yi Xuan looked at him with wide eyes and disbelief, "You really saw it with your own eyes, Concubine Gong?" โ€

Concubine Gong was clearly buried in the fire. Although no one can be sure that the female corpse was Concubine Gong herself, this has become a recognized fact.

Suddenly told her that Concubine Gong was still alive and well, and it was strange that she could believe it.

There are too many people who look similar in this world, perhaps the county lord of Dening found someone who looks and ages like Concubine Gong and deliberately deceived Zhao Zhen.

Anyway, she always felt that the Lord of Dening County was scheming, and there was nothing she couldn't do.

"It's true." Wen Changbai said worriedly: "Although her appearance has changed, it is not difficult to identify her as Concubine Gong. The prince asked her about some old things, and she answered them all. โ€

Yixuan said not necessarily, "The county lord of Dening is the cousin of the prince, and she knows a lot about the prince. It's also possible that Lord Dening told her. โ€

Wen Changbai was noncommittal, and silently lowered his head to drink tea.

Of course, Yixuan's analysis has her senses. But if the Lord of Dening really did this, he would be too risky. And Zhao Zhen has already taken people back to the house to live for more than ten days, day and night, if it was really pretending, it should have been exposed.

"Sister, are you ...... Don't want Concubine Gong to be alive? โ€

There was not the slightest condemnation in his question. It's just that Yixuan rejects Concubine Gong so much and doubts Concubine Gong's identity, maybe she simply doesn't want to believe that Concubine Gong is alive.

Yixuan was surprised, "Why do you think that?" She propped her chin and said helplessly: "If Concubine Gong is really alive, of course it is a good thing." I'm just worried that this is Zhao Jinxiu's game, and we unknowingly fell in love with her. Moreover, the impersonation itself is quite disgusting. โ€

Wen Changbai smiled and reached out and touched his sister's little head, his fingers slid over the pinna, and gently pinched her small earlobe.

The girl's earlobe is a little cold, thin and soft, and it is very comfortable to pinch.

He felt his fingertips tingle a little, and he paused before retracting.

Inadvertently twisted his fingertips.

"You're right, we should be cautious. But the prince is very excited now, don't spoil his interest. โ€

Tell him it's okay, and he'll listen to whatever she says. But others, he does not guarantee.

The mother who was finally found back was said to be fake, and Zhao Zhen was definitely not happy.

Yi Xuan was bored and said: "I can't even see him now, how can I talk to him in front of him?" Don't worry, I know how to measure. โ€

Wen Changbai saw that she was very tired, so he suggested: "Anyway, you can't go back to the palace during this time, so it's better to go to the fourth room and live with me for a few days." โ€

Yi Xuan was just about to say no, she stayed here very peacefully. Wen Changbai seemed to expect her to refuse, and said, "It's just that I'm a little too busy, you can help me." โ€

Yixuan swallowed the word "no" and nodded, "Okay, you wait for me, I'll pack my things." โ€

Wen Changbai's body is suitable for an idle job, he doesn't have to be very tall, and he doesn't have much to do in a day. But he is a hard worker, and now he is a scholar in the military department, and there are many people who have a lot of things to deal with, and Yixuan feels distressed when he thinks about it.

Since her brother asked her for help, could she say no?

She's still happy to do it.

Yixuan casually packed a few clothes, but she didn't bring rouge and gouache, anyway, she didn't see anyone, so she didn't need to apply grease and powder. After packing up Yixuan, they went to say goodbye to the elders, and they heard that they should go to the fourth room, of course, there is nothing to do.

It's just that I secretly wonder in my heart that Wen Changbai also took care of Yixuan's niece, and took time out of his busy schedule to come and see her. Look at the red jade, there is no such treatment.

Yixuan followed Wen Changbai to the four-room mansion. Because it was a long-term stay, Yixuan went to meet the Zhou family first. Zhou likes Yixuan very much, and has an indescribable closeness to her, and when he heard that Yixuan was going to live in the house for a few days, he was overjoyed.

Zhou immediately instructed the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes in the evening to entertain Yixuan.

Wen Boyuan has not come back from the Yamen, so he doesn't need to see him for the time being. Yixuan talked and laughed with the Zhou family for a while, and the Zhou family was very reluctant to let her go.

Because Yixuan knew Zhou's temperament, she spoke to please Zhou, and Zhou had not been so happy for a long time since Zhiluo's death.

When Yixuan was chatting with Zhou, Wen Changbai was also sitting next to him, but he rarely spoke, just quietly listening to his mother and sister chatting.

He had a feeling of stepping back in time. She always has a soft smile on her face.

The two came out of Zhou's room, and on the verandah, Wen Changbai held his sister's hand and smiled lightly, "Sure enough, you still know how to make your mother happy." โ€

Yi Xuan was stunned, looked up at him, and asked lately: "Don't you often talk to your mother?" โ€

When she asked like this, she remembered that when she was chatting with Zhou just now, Wen Changbai had only said two sentences in total.

- "Yes. โ€

- "Okay. โ€

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Although Wen Changbai has always been a person who is not good at words, in her impression, it is not so dull.

Has it come to the point where words are like gold?

Wen Changbai's gaze dodged, and his tone was very flat, "Occasionally." โ€

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How occasionally?

"Brother," the girl tugged at his hand with a concerned expression, "what's wrong?" โ€

The pulling force from her hand made Wen Changbai a little dazed, she instinctively held it, wrapped her small hand in the palm of her hand, looked at her with heavy eyes, and suddenly smiled indifferently, "It's nothing." It's just that I'm busy and don't have any time to spare. โ€

This is not the case.

He just didn't know how to face Wen Boyuan and Zhou, since he knew that he was not their biological son.

He couldn't help but compare the treatment he received with the treatment Zhiluo received, and their alienation, and the usual politeness towards him.

He couldn't help but care.

It's not that I'm jealous of Zhiluo, but I just don't know how to deal with myself.

Originally, when Zhiluo was still in this home, he still had a strong attachment to this family. But after Zhiluo's death, his connection with this family seemed to be suddenly severed, and inadvertently, his relationship with Wen Boyuan and the Zhou family became more and more indifferent.

Sometimes when Zhou talked to him, he would use official business as an excuse to shirk it.

He didn't know if Wen Boyuan and Zhou felt it. Maybe not, because all their minds are still stuck in the grief of losing Zhiluo.

Wen Changbai looked at the yellow grass and trees in the garden a little blankly, his face expressionless.

"Brother." Yi Xuan looked at him with a serious face, "Now that I help you, you can spend a little more time with your father and mother, they will definitely be happy." โ€

Wen Changbai lowered his eyes to look at her, the girl's serious appearance was particularly cute, and he couldn't help but smile, "Will they really be happy?" โ€

"Of course." Yi Xuan nodded vigorously, "You see, I'm just her niece and granddaughter now, and she's so happy to talk to her for a while." You are her son, if you spend more time with her, she will be very happy. โ€

But I'm not her son.

Wen Changbai thought so in his heart.

He looked at the girl's expectant gaze, and he couldn't bear to refuse. After hesitating for a long time, he said very softly: "Then I'll try it." โ€

Simple, I don't want to disappoint her.

Yixuan was really happy, and she was still a little nervous in her eyes just now, for fear of being rejected by him. I didn't expect him to really agree, what a surprise.

She leaned contentedly on Wen Changbai's arm.

Wen Changbai's arm was lent to her all the way as a pillow, and he felt that his hands were a little numb, not the kind of numb that couldn't move, but crisp and fluttering.

From time to time he could still smell the sweet scent of the girl, faintly, and when he tried to smell it clearly, it was blown away by the wind.

He endured it with great difficulty, and did not look down to smell her.

Yixuan lives in Wen Changbai's yard, in the east wing, and Shuang'er has already taken out the bedding to dry, and the things have been arranged.

Yi Xuan followed Wen Changbai directly into his room.

The furnishings in Wen Changbai's house have always been simple, and they have been the same for many years. Yi Xuan can't understand her brother's habit at all, she feels that she is already a very troublesome kind of person, other young ladies' rooms are exquisitely and gorgeously arranged like a fairyland, she only simply puts a few objects, and hangs a few paintings on the wall, but she will change them when she gets tired of seeing them.

Wen Changbai No, the furnishings are simple like a poor student, and the only thing that changes is the flowers in the vase throughout the year.

Of course, although the furnishings are simple, each item is worth a lot of money.

Yixuan thought that his brother was pure-hearted and had few desires at first, but later selfishly decided that he was lazy and very lazy.

Wen Changbai: ......

Do you have any misunderstanding about me?

Yixuan's eyes swept around, and she sighed wistfully, thinking that when she came back this time, she must decorate her brother's house.

A good environment can be pleasant, and things are not so tiring.

Yixuan walked over and saw Lao Gao's official documents on the desk, etc., and gestured with her hand, a total of three stacks, the highest one to her chest.

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How much work is there to do?

Yixuan felt that something was wrong.

Wen Changbai smiled, walked over and touched her head from behind, "If you have time, help me deal with it, forget if you don't have time, I can handle it alone." โ€

Yixuan ignored him, weighed and picked up a stack, it was quite heavy, she gritted her teeth hard, "No, I will definitely do it if I help you." Think about it, what are the secrets that you can't see, don't be seen by me when the time comes, you can't say it. โ€

Wen Changbai held the bottom of the pile of official documents in his hand, took it from her hand, and moved it to a small desk next to it.

"What secrets can there be?" Wen Changbai smiled helplessly, "You can look at these things, don't ask my opinion." โ€

Yi Xuan was surprised, "What if I can't handle it well?" โ€

Wen Changbai bent down slightly, stared at her, and smiled casually, "Then I'll help you deal with the aftermath." โ€