On December 21st, the imperial capital ushered in the first snow of this winter, and the goose-feathered snowflakes fell from the sky.

Five miles of the west gate of the imperial capital, it is the largest ferry wharf in the imperial capital, a three-story big ship with a length of more than 60 meters slowly leans on the pier under the pull of the slender man, the cable is tied to the thick iron pile, a wooden bridge is erected on the side of the ship, on the big boat, a group of men and women dressed in wealth and wealth have disembarked one after another, and boarded the wharf.

"Whew, it's finally landed, it feels so good to be down-to-earth!" Dongfang Fu said with a little pale face and a little weak legs, obviously she suffered a lot from the boat along the way.

Wei Zhilan hugged this girlfriend and said, "You are embarrassed to say, you are also a young lady of the Oriental family, a water spirit body, and you are still seasick, and you are not afraid of people's jokes when you talk about it!"

"Please, it's true that I'm a water spirit body, but no one stipulates that water spirit bodies can't get seasick, oh my God, next time Miss Ben will never take a boat again!" Dongfang Fu obviously only knew that she was actually seasick, which was really embarrassing.

"Hey, Zhilan, isn't that your carriage!" Dongfang Fu patted her forehead, her eyes suddenly swept not far away, and the carriage with the Qianliu badge was still very conspicuous on the dock: "That seems to be your housekeeper, oh, I almost forgot, it seems that your engagement will be in two days, they must be here to pick you up!"

Wei Zhilan nodded, what should come will always come, and you can't hide, not long after, a Wei family steward in a black dress who is about thirty years old and the fifth grade teacher walked over side by side: "Wei Zhilan, you don't have to go back to the academy, the results of the trial will be sent directly to you, you can go back to the Gongfu directly!"

"Miss, please get in the carriage, the master is waiting for you at home!" Wei Chen bowed to Wei Zhilan and said, Wei Zhilan nodded her head and said to Dongfang Fu: "I'll go home first, remember to come to my engagement ceremony!" Wei Zhilan reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said.

It's snowing, this is the first snow after Leng Zhuo arrived in the other world, the snowflakes fell on his hands, with a hint of cold touch, dissolved on the skin, Leng Invincible's words undoubtedly gave Leng Zhuo a huge impact, Leng Zhuo's enemies are all over the imperial capital aristocratic circle, Leng Zhuo admires his grandfather very much, the single man is really strong enough, strong enough, but it also suffers Leng Zhuo, at least Leng Zhuo doesn't dare to follow his surname like before, and he also knows how to work hard, and he sleeps for an hour or two less every morning, and gets up and follows Zhao Yun to temper his body.

There are still three days before the engagement ceremony, more and more people have come to the door, and the entire front yard has been carefully arranged, although the customs of the Tianlong Empire are different from the earth, but there are also some things that have been figured out, that is, red is festive, so the entire Wei Mansion is full of red lanterns, and even the pillars of the corridor are connected with red silk, but this festive atmosphere, but there are not many sincere blessings, even if the Wei family is privately discussed, there are few people who are optimistic about this marriage.

In these days of the Weiguo Mansion, the mansion where Leng Zhuo lives seems to be a little out of place with the Weiguo Mansion, as if it is a pure land in the noisy world, no one comes to disturb him, except for Wei Yi who comes to deliver food boxes and meals every day, it seems that Leng Zhuo, the protagonist, has been forgotten.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and Wei Yi, who was wearing a black maid outfit, hurriedly walked into the courtyard, and saw Leng Zhuo and Zhao Yun in the snow, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young Master Leng, the master called you over there!"

"Oh, it's so early, call me something!" Leng Zhuo also asked a little puzzled.

"Miss is back, the master called you over, there is something to say to the two of you!"

Leng Zhuo sighed, I thought that Wei Zhilan would run away from marriage and would not come back, but I didn't expect to come back, the old man of the Leng family has already said that it is clear, let Leng Zhuo be the son-in-law of the door for two years, leave a seed for the Leng family, and then wait to take over the old man Leng's class and return to the fiefdom, and this time will not exceed two or three years, although the murderous spirit is strong, but it is concentrated in the body, and the damage to the body is not small.

Psychics usually live much longer than ordinary people, and even live to be one hundred or seventy or eighty years old, usually have the cultivation of earth spirits, and it is not uncommon to live over a hundred years old, but Leng Wushu is only in his sixties and is already very old, his body is rickety, and he is thin as if a gust of wind can blow away, these are also murderous qi into the body, resulting in a short lifespan, and Leng Wushu also seems to feel the approach of death, so he can't wait to arrange the afterlife.

Leng Zhuo knew that the Weiguo Mansion was very large, but he followed Wei Yi all the way behind him, and then he knew how big it was, passing through the porch, crossing the wooden bridge, walking in the garden, crossing the moon gate, and it took a long time to come to a courtyard of buildings, and only then did he walk to the courtyard door, and a person walked out of his face, Leng Zhuo had some memories in his mind, this person was Wei Zhilan's brother, Wei Wuren, as his name suggests, is a typical person with developed limbs, this person has never had a good impression of Leng Zhuo, and he is often cynical.

Hmph, Wei Wuren looked at Leng Zhuo, he was angry, he couldn't go up and beat Leng Zhuo if it was possible, but he didn't dare to go wild outside the old man's courtyard, he just snorted coldly and walked straight over, Wei Yi seemed to have long been accustomed to the temper of the young master of the Wei family, pulled Leng Zhuo's arm and said, "Let's go, don't let the master wait!"

Wei Zhilan was wearing a cyan willow leaf palace dress, with a graceful figure, standing in front of Wei Guang slimly, Leng Zhuo stepped into the room, Wei Guang saw Leng Zhuo walk in, with a pleasant smile on his face, beckoned to Leng Zhuo, and said, "Leng family boy, come to me!" Leng Zhuo stepped forward according to his words, but when he missed Wei Zhilan, he glanced at it with the corner of his eye, and the cold face was very plain, without joy or disgust, and seemed to accept the facts so plainly.

"There are still a few days before your engagement ceremony with Zhilan, Zhilan is also your woman, to be honest, you are still far from being my grandson-in-law, but I still marry Zhilan to you, do you know why!" Wei Guang said solemnly.

Leng Zhuo shook his head, how could he know about this, Wei Guang looked at Leng Zhuo and said: "Because you are Leng Invincible's grandson, there are not many people I admire in my life, your grandfather is one, Old Man Leng has enemies all over his life, and he is really bad, but he is a man who has a real surname and dares to love and hate, so I believe that you will also be like your grandfather, love Zhilan all your life, cherish Zhilan, and become a husband she can rely on, a real man!"

Leng Zhuo Khan, wasn't he a real man before, but Leng Zhuo still nodded heavily, Wei Guang took Wei Zhilan's hand very satisfied, grabbed Leng Zhuo's wrist again, and put Wei Zhilan's hand in Leng Zhuo's palm: "Remember, the two of you will be husband and wife in the future, and they are husband and wife who will never leave each other!"

After getting the promise of the two, Wei Guang let the two of them leave, and out of the courtyard, Wei Zhilan withdrew her hand from Leng Zhuo's hand, and said in a faint voice: "I'll go back to rest first, and tomorrow I will go to you to see Grandpa Leng, Wei Yi, you take the young master back!"

Looking at Wei Zhilan's back, Leng Zhuo's palms were empty, the weak and boneless touch just now was still in the fingertips, looking at Wei Zhilan walking in the snow, there was a little bit of a difference, remembering what he had said to her in the academy, Leng Zhuo suddenly smiled at the sky with snowflakes, perhaps, it's time to end.

He will not accept this fate, nor will he accept this arrangement, this is not the future he wants, he is a traverser, his fate is not determined by God, Leng Zhuo thought, took a big stride, and left a row of footprints on the snow, and the snowflakes slowly fell, gradually covering that string of traces, as if there had never been.