The room was filled with a familiar and pleasant fragrance, and Xia Qianwei's eyes quickly fell on the incense burner with light smoke floating on the sandalwood table in the corner.

In her previous life, she often had headaches because she thought about it day and night, so she specially mixed this incense to calm her mind.

Everything around her made her feel like yesterday, and everywhere she could see was traces of her past, in addition to the portraits on the walls, there were poems that the two had once co-inscribed, and the four treasures of the study on the desk were all placed according to her habits.

Xia Qianwei's eyes lit up, and she slowly walked to the table, reaching out and touching the book of the art of war that she had copied for him with her own hands, the brand-new pages had been rebound and preserved in an extremely good condition.

"What are you doing?!"

A cold cheer suddenly sounded from the door, and the man who had a polite and elegant smile suddenly changed his face and chased after him, snatched the book from her hand, and nervously checked it, and his expression eased a little after making sure that it was not damaged.

Xia Qianwei saw Wei Xuanqi's appearance at the moment, and such a reaction was really unexpected for her.

This man is very good at disguise, why does he look so out of shape at this moment?

Shouldn't these things be burned by him along with his disappearance? Who is he pretending to be in such a cherished posture at the moment?

As if noticing Xia Qianwei's gaze, Wei Xuanqi smiled apologetically.

"Sorry...... These are the things of the deceased wife, Wei Mou does not allow people to come in on weekdays, so there are many rudenesses, and he also looks at the third lady Haihan. ”

Xia Qianwei didn't speak, she just looked at the man in front of her deeply, and then replied jokingly.

"With all due respect, it is really a bit unlucky that Wei Gongzi has such a good house, but it is a room full of deceased things. ”

She carefully observed Wei Xuanqi's expression, and immediately caught the gloom that flashed in his eyes, but soon it was hidden in an open-minded smile.

"It's just a thought, if Miss Xia San feels uncomfortable, Wei will pay for it here. ”

Thoughts?

Xia Qianwei's eyes were filled with a faint coldness, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, "Wei Gongzi doesn't know, in folklore, if you keep such a relic, it is very easy to attract the soul of the deceased, isn't Wei Gongzi afraid?"

I wonder if if he knew that the woman who had been slashed by a thousand knives was standing in front of him at this moment, would this man still be able to say those hypocritical words without changing his face?

Sure enough, Wei Xuanqi's expression couldn't help but stiffen, and he subconsciously looked at the portrait on the wall.

Her ghost?

Wei Xuanqi's mind immediately appeared with a pair of eyes soaked in blood like evil ghosts, and she didn't need to think about it to know that she must hate herself, right?

There is also a saying among the people of Yun Guoguo that people who die tragically and in vain cannot be reincarnated because of great resentment, and sometimes he often thinks, how good would it be if this was the case?

But if such a thing really exists, why hasn't she appeared in her dreams in the past three years?

"She's my wife, what's so scary?" Wei Xuanqi suddenly laughed, and a different kind of pride flashed in his eyes.

Xia Qianwei quickly lowered her head and hid the anger she was provoked in an instant, wife? No, Xia Rouchun is his wife!

Did he forget who pushed her into the abyss on the day of the wedding?

They haven't even worshiped heaven and earth, and they are just enemies who share the sky!

I saw that the man in front of him turned around and carefully put the book in his hand back in its place, as if looking at Xia Qianwei inadvertently, his face was soft, "Forgive Wei for being abrupt, when I first saw Miss Xia San, Wei thought she was alive again." ”

His voice was like a dandelion blown by the wind, drifting away with indescribable emotions, and that handsome face was instantly overflowing with tenderness, if it weren't for Xia Qianwei's already knowing his true face, I was afraid that any woman would fall into his deep eyes.

"Wei Gongzi is so affectionate, I don't know what kind of person Mrs. Ling is?"

Xia Qianwei slowly lowered her eyes, her slender fingers gently swiped over the spotless desktop, and there seemed to be a little smile in her tone.

"She, she's the smartest woman in the world, and there's nothing she can't do if she wants to, and the proudest thing in my life is to have her heart. ”

This seemed to be a heartfelt compliment, like a sharp claw to Xia Qianwei's heart, she held back the hatred that had already burned in her heart, and comforted her with a hint of delicateness, "Then Wei Gongzi must be very hard, right?"

Laborious?

Wei Xuanqi didn't expect Xia Qianwei to say this, and the girl in front of her smiled lightly.

"As the saying goes, a woman's lack of talent is virtue, as the so-called king is the minister, the father is the son, and the husband is the wife, how can a woman take away the glory of a man, presumably there are no fewer people who praise the first lady so much, but they turn a deaf ear to the contribution of Wei Gongzi, right?"

Wei Xuanqi's throat was astringent, with an unprecedented light in his eyes, while Xia Qianwei raised her eyes to meet his gaze, and added with a touch of sharpness, "Smart people only deserve to be used as guns, if you want to be a pillow person, it is more suitable for gentle interpretation flowers, doesn't Wei Gongzi think so?"

Her voice seemed to have a kind of demagogic magic, which made the smile on Wei Xuanqi's face deeper, "Miss Xia San is really understanding, being able to go to Wei's invitation today really makes Wei happy, if there is something wrong with it before, I hope Miss Xia San Haihan!"

"Wei Gongzi is too worried, in fact, Qianwei has been in a bad mood recently, and for some reason, every time she sees Wei Gongzi, she thinks of someone, so she is more willful. ”

Seeing that this girl seemed to have let go of her defense, Wei Xuanqi immediately took a step forward, looking caring, "Could it be because of Young Master Leng?"

Xia Qianwei's excuse did not arouse his suspicion at all, after all, Miss Xia San was a difficult person to get along with in the past, and it was commonplace to sprinkle and play tricks, at this time she sighed lightly, "It's not a secret, Qianwei is discussing with the Zhenguo Mansion about the divorce, and the little woman is not worthy of Master Leng." ”

Wei Xuanqi had already investigated her affairs clearly, and looked at Xia Qianwei with pity at this moment, "Why should Miss Xia San favor one over the other, in Wei's opinion, that Leng Young Master is really arrogant, otherwise he would not be left behind, and he will not be able to show his appearance on the palace road." ”

Add insult to injury?

Xia Qianwei keenly captured a different kind of information in his words, how did Wei Xuanqi know that Leng Yuhan's incident was deliberately done?

"So what, with the protection of His Royal Highness the Prince, the rumors about the Zhenguo Mansion will soon subside, and he will continue to be his honorable Young Master Leng unharmed. ”

Xia Qianwei's tone pretended to complain, but Wei Xuanqi frowned slightly.

"Prince Asylum?"