Unexpectedly, Zhang Zheng carried Nie Yuan's head to Wei Zhongxian's mansion, and Wei Zhongxian did not make any unnecessary moves, only asked him to go back to rest and wait for news.

To be honest, he wasn't sure if Wei Zhongxian could take the position of the Beizhen Fu Envoy, after all, Jinyi Wei belonged directly to the emperor, and Wei Zhongxian's power was not yet monstrous at this time, and Zhang Zheng wanted to sit on the post of the Fu Envoy to see if the emperor agreed.

However, since Wei Zhongxian dared to make a promise, he should not break his promise, mainly depending on how he used Nie Yuan's head to operate.

These things were temporarily left behind by Zhang Zheng, he was too tired to bother to calculate. After leaving the Wei Mansion and bidding farewell to Xu Xianchun, he went directly back to the mansion in Dongzhimen.

Sunset, the cold wind was cold, he tightened the flying fish suit on his body, and exhaled a big breath of cold air into the air, he hadn't seen Lu Wanyue for a long time, and the thoughts in his heart couldn't hold back, and unconsciously, he had his own concern in his heart.

The street was sparsely populated, looking a little cold and lonely, and Zhang Zheng knocked on the copper ring on the door.

"Knock Knock"

"Who?" Uncle Wang's voice sounded, and then the door opened, "Young Master, are you back?" Uncle Wang said happily and hurriedly welcomed him in.

The yard was cleaned very clean, and more than a dozen brocade guards guarded the Quartet.

During this time, he had been worried about Lu Wanyue's safety, but looking at this, it should be fine.

Uncle Wang whispered in his ear: "Young Master, the young lady is in the study, she doesn't know that you are back, young master, go and see her first." After that, Uncle Wang went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Zhang Zheng calmed down, took off his cloak and wrapped the steel knife, the blade was too bloody, he didn't want her to worry.

The door of the study was open, and a burning carbon fire could be faintly seen, and the cold wind was blocked from the room, and bursts of heat lingered.

Lu Wanyue was quietly doing some female red in the study, she was wearing a white long dress, covered with a robe, her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, her face was handsome, her willow eyebrows rose suddenly from time to time, and a pair of eyes stared at the things in her hands, as if she had something in mind.

She hadn't seen Zhang Zheng for a month, and she was worried, and she couldn't help but be distracted at this time.

He stood outside the door for a long time, until Lu Wanyue accidentally stabbed his finger and let out a cry of pain.

"It's so cold, can't you put these things aside?" A familiar voice sounded in her ears, Lu Wanyue raised her head, didn't what appeared in front of her the person who was thinking about it? Her face was blushing, as if she was a thief, and she hurriedly hid the things in her hand behind her.

Zhang Zheng looked funny, shook the wind and snow on his body, and walked in from outside the door.

"You, really, don't talk to anyone in advance when you come back, which makes me worry in vain. Lu Wanyu was disgusted, and gave him a charming look, but she got up, like a wife, took off the sword in his hand, hung it on the wall, and then took out a clean cloak from the cabinet and put it on him.

The two faced each other, feeling each other's warmth, even the tips of their noses touched each other, an ambiguous atmosphere rose, the two of them swayed, Zhang Zheng suddenly grabbed her palm, only felt warm as jade, his left hand reached her waist, and took advantage of it, Lu Wanyue's whole person was hugged by him in front of his chest, and the two of them were tightly pressed together.

"You...... What are you doing, let go of me?" her face was crimson, but before she could speak, her lips were sealed by Zhang Zheng, and her eyes were facing each other, but in the blink of an eye, Lu Wanyue indulged in it, enjoying Zhang Zheng's kiss, her hands wrapped around his waist, and responded warmly, as if the two were going to be together.

When the accumulated feelings explode, people tend to lose their minds, in other words, the things they have taken care of in the past will be forgotten at this moment.

After a long time, his lips were separated and his teeth remained, Lu Wanyue had spring between her eyebrows, and the whole person had no strength at all, and collapsed on top of him.

"You're so bad. She said angrily, not really angry, but just the reserve of her daughter's family.

If she hadn't been devoted to the man in front of her, how could she be so bold and let her go, in the past, who dared to be inferior to her, would definitely die.

Lu Wanyue never thought that one day she would be so worried about a man, and even she didn't know how she fell in love with Zhang Zheng.

Maybe he won her, but he didn't kill her, maybe it was because he was his brother-in-law. Things in the world are so ingenious, no one can say for sure, a cold woman can be tempted by another man in an instant, this is fate.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zheng chuckled and straightened the long skirt on her body again.

"Hmph, it's bad everywhere. Not to be outdone, Lu Wanyue touched his soft flesh with her five fingers, twisted it slightly, and twitched the corners of her mouth in pain. It was just Aunt Wang's voice that sounded outside the door that broke his dilemma.

"Young Master, Young Madam, it's time for dinner. ”

"Eat first, and I'll clean you up later. ”

Zhang was pardoned, freed from her clutches, and the two snuggled out of the study.

After a few days, the spring cold in the capital is as cold as before, a thick layer of clouds in the sky, and the drizzling rain is endless.

Wei Zhongxian didn't look for him, Zhang Zheng was naturally willing to be busy, he went to the Jinyiwei camp to drink tea every day, and went home in the afternoon to cultivate a relationship with Lu Wanyu and enhance the communication between the two, but the occasional wheezing sound in the bedroom showed that things were not so simple.

He wanted to eat Lu Wanyue very much, but he still held back, not that Lu Wanyue disagreed, but mainly because he didn't want to leave her with regrets, and after a few days, except for the last step, everything else was done.

In the study, under Lu Wanyu's unkind eyes, Zhang Zheng had to reluctantly pull his hand out from under her clothes, and the two towering peaks had just been ravaged by him, making Lu Wanyue's face red and red, and she was panting.

"Aren't you going to show me the sword moves you've made?" she roared. Zhang Zheng smiled, reluctantly took the steel knife on the wall, and walked towards the courtyard, Lu Wanyue followed behind.

This trick cannot be said to have been created by him, but it is mainly based on the knife techniques of the Japanese knife and the Miao knife of later generations, and it is similar to the Qi family knife.

He has been in the world of embroidered spring knives for so long, and his knife skills have both the style of battlefield fighting and martial arts fighting, because the Qi family knife itself is a battlefield knife method, and his knife is more inclined to be fast, accurate, and ruthless.

As for the subtle moves, it was not suitable for him, in fact, the Japanese sword techniques of later generations were more lethal in his hands.

Because his strength is strong enough, his speed is fast enough, and the foundation of martial arts is nothing more than speed and strength.

Invincible

Only fast is not broken

He has both, so why should he sacrifice his roots.

Zhang Zheng was standing in the middle of the courtyard, and in front of him was a huge Kirito, covered with knife marks, which he used to practice knives on weekdays.

Zhang Zheng is holding a Mo knife in his left hand, although this knife is slender, but the blade is only three feet eight, only a little longer than the average long knife, it will not be difficult to draw the knife, on the contrary, because the knife body is straight, the speed of the knife will be faster.

He stood for about seven or eight breaths, calmed down, and then rested his right hand on the hilt of the knife, and an invisible momentum emanated.

Lu Wanyue on the side didn't dare to come out, for fear of disturbing Zhang Zheng, and she was also curious about what kind of moves her man had created.

In the next second, Zhang Zheng moved, his thumb clasped the knife, and the knuckles of his four fingers were raised.

"Iai Slash"

The long knife was difficult to see with the naked eye, and she could only feel a dazzling white light, Lu Wanyue couldn't help but squint her eyes, her mouth was wide open, and she could stuff an egg into it.

On the bronze man's chest, a one-foot-long knife mark stretched out, a full inch long.

It's hard to believe that Zhang Zheng's knife is so terrifying.