"Sick?" Wei Ziyang raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "Where are the people?" Show me. ”

Without waiting for the servant girl to take a step, he flicked his sleeves and took a step.

A big man like him insists on looking at his own master, and as a servant, he has no confidence to stop him. The maid was stunned, and quickly turned her head to look at Chen Ya.

At this moment, Chen Ya has been staring at Feng Wan, staring at the hands of Feng Wan and Wei Ziyang.

The sun is shining outside, but the inside of the house is a little dark, but it is this kind of darkness that makes Wei Ziyang, who has a long body and a jade body, like a delicate blood jade in a dark room, dazzling to the extreme from every angle, and also, majestic to the extreme.

Chen Ya has always had a noble status, and she looks down on Wei Ziyang from the bottom of her heart, and she also thinks that Wei Ziyang is far inferior to Zhao Jun.

However, thinking of Zhao Jun, who described himself as becoming more and more obscene day by day, and viciously scolding himself behind his back because of all kinds of unsatisfactory things, and then thinking of the graceful young man in front of her who gradually even her father and the prince had to be treated respectfully, she clearly felt for the first time that it turned out that Zhao Jun was not as good as him.

No wonder Feng Wan, a cheap woman, wants to defect to this young man.

However, this surnamed Wei is obviously extraordinary, why is he so visionless, and he pampers Feng Wan's broken shoes? Why can she live so well? Why did she dare to follow her arrogantly in front of her after provoking herself, and asked to see Zhao Lang like no one?

Why can't he not punish her for beating her, but he doesn't even dare to scold?

During the search, Chen Ya's face changed, and she was quite ugly when she was young and white.

The maid glanced at it, saw that Chen Yali ignored it, and then turned around and saw Wei Ziyang staring at her coldly, she couldn't help but feel soft under her feet, and then she lowered her head and walked towards Zhao Jun's bedroom.

As soon as Wei Ziyang left, Feng Wan hurriedly stepped up to follow. After walking a few steps, she suddenly paused slightly, turned her head sideways to Chen Ya and asked, "Where is Yueniang Meiniang?" Why can't you see them? ”

Seeing Chen Yateng raising his head, his eyes widened widely, Feng Wan smiled leisurely, lowered his voice, and said slowly: "I know, they must be having fun with your husband, found out for you, and then were locked up, right?" Tsk, according to the old princess's temperament, it is a trivial matter to kill such a slut. It's a pity that this is not what it used to be, you have to come secretly to punish them now, and your husband always shows you a face for such a trivial matter, doesn't he? ”

Feng Wan spoke softly and slowly, in a leisurely tone, with a mocking smile on his face.

She knew that the more she was like this, the more angry Chen Ya became. Sure enough, as she continued to say sentence by sentence, Chen Ya trembled with anger, and her face, which was much yellow and black than before, was bruised.

Seeing that Chen Ya was extremely angry, Feng Wan's smile became even brighter, and she said slowly: "It's no wonder that Lord Zhao Jialang is doing this. In the past, the eldest princess was still a beauty, but now it's like this, tsk, it's not even as good as the ugly maidservant girl next to you. How can you blame that husband for ignoring you? ”

This time, as soon as Feng Wan's voice fell, Chen Ya, who was extremely angry, could no longer control her anger, she stretched out her right hand and slapped Feng Wan's face with a whoosh.

A slap was worth slapping, Feng Wan, who had long expected her to make this move, stretched out his hand and buckled her wrist pulse in time. Almost suddenly, Feng Wan's face sank, and she stared at Chen Ya coldly.

At this moment, Wei Ziyang looked back. Seeing Chen Ya under Wei Ziyang's gaze, her body shrank for a moment. Feng Wan sneered, shook her hand heavily, and walked to Wei Ziyang's side.

Led by the servant, the two crossed a small corridor and walked towards Zhao Jun's bedroom.

At this time, Wei Ziyang's low voice came, "Awan, I know that Chen Ya has bullied you, but why do you seem to hate her so much?" ”

Feng Wan lowered her eyes, and after a long while, she whispered: "I don't know why, I just hate her to the bone." ”

She couldn't explain it, she couldn't tell Wei Ziyang that her previous life was forced to death by Chen Ya's design?

Wei Ziyang glanced at her, nodded, and said, "If you have hatred, vent it, don't bear it." ”

With that, he stepped into Zhao Jun's room.

In the room, the tent was deep, and a wisp of sandalwood wafted, but other than that, no one served, and no voice came out.

Wei Ziyang frowned and strode over.

With a whoosh, he lifted the bed curtain open.

The bed collapsed, and there was indeed a person asleep. The man was pale, his eyes were closed, and he was motionless.

Wei Ziyang stretched out his hand, probed in front of his nose, and asked the maidservant, "What disease does he have?" ”

When the maidservant heard this, she stood up.

Seeing this, Wei Ziyang's face turned cold.

Knowing that he was going to be angry, the servant girl trembled, and said honestly: "Yes, it is so, because of the affairs of several aunts. Speaking of this, she couldn't help but look up at Feng Wan, with admiration in her eyes. Looking at her eyes, Feng Wan's words that laughed at Chen Ya just now were actually telling the truth. Also, Chen Ya's temperament and Zhao Jun's temperament are there, and it is normal for there to be a dispute because of that kind of thing.

The maidservant continued: "Later, the master and the lord quarreled. Lord Lang hit the master a few times, and the master was angry and asked someone to beat him. Because he didn't want to make trouble, the master gave Master Lang a calming medicine. ”

Hearing this, Feng Wan understood that it must have been Zhao Jun who was screaming and shouting at the time, and maybe he wanted to make trouble directly in front of His Majesty. Chen Ya panicked, so Zhao Jun was stunned.

Wei Ziyang understood what had happened, frowned, and said unhappily: "Then when will he wake up?" ”

"Estimate it, estimate it quickly."

Wei Ziyang said coldly: "Call the doctor over and wake him up quickly." General Ben doesn't have time to wait here. ”

"Huh? Yes, yes. ”

In the midst of the maid's repeated voices, Chen Ya's whistle voice came from outside, "No need, General Wei will wake up in a while." I've had enough of this day anyway. Feng Wan, it's okay if you're a slut, let's go to Your Majesty together and make it clear. Isn't he still your husband? I'll give him back to you! ”

While speaking, Chen Ya swaggered into the room, and sure enough, she met Wei Ziyang, who had a sinking face, and Feng Wan, who looked at her.

Raising her chin, Chen Ya looked directly at Feng Wan. She didn't believe it, at this point, Feng Wan would still eat back grass. Hmph, for the sake of Feng Wan, a cheap woman, Zhao Jun has made enough trouble with her for a while, she might as well take this opportunity to stab the matter in front of His Majesty, and let Zhao Jun completely die of this heart!

Feng Wan glanced at Chen Ya, whose face was yellow, and withdrew her gaze lightly. She turned her head to look at Wei Ziyang and smiled, "Ziyang, aren't we just thinking about meeting Your Majesty?" ”

Wei Ziyang met her gentle eyes, his heart calmed, he turned his head to look at Chen Ya again, put away his anger, and nodded: "It's okay." ”

This time, the four of them agreed with three people, just waiting for Zhao Jun to wake up.

As the hourglass passed silently, Zhao Jun, who was motionless, slowly moved his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.

With his mouth open, he looked at the handmaid with joy on her face, and slowly turned her head.

With this turn of his head, he faced Feng Wan.

I didn't expect to see Feng Wan, almost in the blink of an eye, Zhao Jun's eyes brightened, and there was a divine light on his pale face. He stretched out his hand to Feng Wan tremblingly, and called out with a choked voice: "Wan Niang, Wan Niang, I just had a long and terrible dream. ”

As he spoke, he struggled to prop up his upper body and stretched out his hand to Feng Wan, looking at her with a blank eye, longing, and admiration, waiting for her to help him.

Feng Wan didn't move, and at this time, the corner of Zhao Jun's eyes finally caught a glimpse of Wei Ziyang and Chen Ya.

Seeing the two men, he raised his hand and sank down weakly. With his eyes wide open, Zhao Jun, who had already come back to his senses, cried and laughed and said, "It turned out that it wasn't a dream, it wasn't even a dream......

He fell backwards and slammed into the collapse, closing his eyes, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Jun's performance at this time, where is there half a point of disguise? Half a point hidden?

For a moment, Wei Ziyang raised his eyebrows, while Chen Ya was pale!

Only Feng Wan looked at Zhao Jun with no sadness or joy on her face, and she was not touched by his tears.

…… If she hadn't died once, she would have been touched. If it weren't for the dreams that kept her awake all night, she would have died at the hands of Zhao Jun and Chen Ya sooner or later. At that time, Zhao Jun regretted it, and he cried helplessly calling his name like this, but can his tears, his remorse, resurrect himself from the grave? Can it wash away what he once did?

Staring at Zhao Jun, who was crying, Chen Ya, who had gradually learned the words patience and humiliation, finally couldn't help but shout sharply: "Don't dream, you can see who she is here with!" After thinking about it for a while, she shouted again: "Since you like this Feng family so much, then go into the palace with us." Isn't she still your wife? You can get her back from Your Majesty! ”

When she said this, Zhao Jun seemed to have spirits, and he opened his eyes.

Turning his head sideways at Feng Wan, Zhao Jun let his gaze try not to glance at Wei Ziyang and Chen Ya. With his mouth open, he struggled to squeeze out a smile and said, "Okay, go see Your Majesty." ”

Saying these words, his weak body was suddenly full of strength, and the whole person was more energetic: she was right, Wan Niang is still my wife! I will go and ask Your Majesty now to order Wei Ziyang to return Wan Niang to me.

Seeing that Zhao Jun agreed, Chen Ya was not happy at all, she gritted her teeth and rattled, a pair of white eyes that were already a little muddy, glaring at Zhao Jun resentfully, at such a moment, Feng Wan was suddenly a little worried, Chen Ya would grab Zhao Jun and die together.

Just as Zhao Jun sat up, he seemed to suddenly wake up.

Shaking his head vigorously, Zhao Jun's hand in the quilt clenched his fist fiercely.

Then, slowly, slowly, he turned his head.

Straight, looking at Feng Wan for a moment, his gaze at this time was very strange, as if he was confused, as if he was reluctant, as if he was obsessed, and even more like he had made up some kind of determination.

Just when Feng Wan blinked, a little puzzled. Zhao Jun withdrew his gaze.

He looked at Chen Ya.

Facing Chen Ya's yellow face, with a hideous expression of anger, Zhao Jun's voice suddenly softened, and he called softly: "Aya." ”

Chen Ya raised her head.

Meeting her gaze, Zhao Jun's voice was as gentle as water, he said apologetically, but also with tenderness: "Aya, I have been in the obstacle for my husband for a while and have snubbed you." You come here. ”

Chen Ya walked over stupidly.

With her support, Zhao Jun slowly collapsed. He put his arms around Chen Ya's shoulders lovingly, and said lightly to Wei Ziyang: "General Wei, since this woman Feng Wan wants to follow you, I don't want it." Let's go see Your Majesty, and I will tell him that I only have Aya in my heart, and ask him to allow me to make Aya his wife. ”

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Ya burst into tears, and she stood there, already in a daze, as if she didn't believe her ears at all. There is no mistake.

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