Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps.
The weak will eat the strong, even if you peel them off layer by layer, they will still eat people.
Her family, her closest relatives, all became nameless victims.
Why? !
Xie Ningchao wanted to give it a try, take everything inside and outside, and secretly use the court's money to curry favor with the Marquis of Fengdu. However, he lost all his money and status.
Xie Ningchao originally hoped that this "favor debt" would save his life, but he was silenced first.
Conspiracy, everything is a conspiracy. But what does all this have to do with the tragedy of that year? The Huangji Guards massacred an entire village of people. Why?
Xu Zhihuai was extremely certain that his father and the uncles in the village were the craftsmen who built Fengxian Palace... The whole village was counting on this job, so why were they driven out and killed!
The boiling and raging fire rushed straight into the Tianling Cap. Xu Zhihuai was trembling all over, gritting his teeth and making a creaking sound.
Wei Li heard her gnashing her teeth and thought she was scared, so he couldn't help but sneered: "Do you still have the guts to go to Fengdu?"
"Fengdu, I must go."
Xu Zhihuai looked at Wei Li's back and subconsciously reached out to pick up the hairpin that fell beside the bed. The hairpin was pointed. If it were stabbed from his neck, it would definitely kill him instantly.
She held the hairpin tightly in her hand, walked slowly and gently behind him with her bare feet, and her hanging wrists gathered all her courage.
Xu Zhihuai hesitated, and she was unwilling to let go.
It's not easy to find out here, and it's not easy to know the truth.
Wei Li's life alone is not enough! Far from enough!
Thinking of this, she gently threw away the hairpin in her hand, and unexpectedly made a crisp sound, causing Wei Li to turn around. Although he could not see her face, he could see everything.
"You also want to plot against me?"
"I don't!"
With a bit of guilty panic, Xu Zhihuai threw himself into his arms, wrapped his thin arms around his narrow waist, and said close to his chest: "I will never betray Mr. Hou."
"forever?"
"forever!"
Wei Li chuckled disdainfully: "You've done what you need to do, it's time for you to leave."
Xu Zhihuai murmured: "I won't leave."
Wei Li questioned: "You are getting bolder and bolder. Do you still dare to stay outside the palace?"
"With the eldest princess covering up for me, I still have enough time in one night." Xu Zhihuai pretended to be coquettish, hugged him tightly and said, "Master Marquis, are you willing to let me go?"
Wei Li was silent and didn't seem to care at all about her going or staying.
Xu Zhihuai stopped, turned around, put on his clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, combed his long hair, and quietly observed Wei Li's expression and movements.
He sat down to drink tea, and his thin lips curled up slightly, as if he was remembering something: "You are acting out of character today, it's not because you have fallen out of favor, right?"
"The Crown Prince has always loved me, so why did he say that he has fallen out of favor? The Marquis still doesn't want to believe that I really want to stay, right?"
"Believe it or not, is it that important? You already know Xie Ningchao's background from my mouth, you should be satisfied."
Wei Li's heart was like a bright mirror, no matter how she flattered him, he remained unmoved.
Xu Zhihuai avoided the important matter and said lightly: "Master Hou, don't blame me for talking too much. I don't have an eyeliner in the palace, who else can I ask?"
"Where's Xie Wuyou?"
Xu Zhihuai answered truthfully: "She is now the young Marquis's aunt, and she never leaves the house. If I hadn't sent someone to send her a message, she wouldn't have even known about Xie Ningchao's death."
Wei Li smiled half-heartedly: "You were the one who wanted to use her in the first place, but now you think she's a waste?"
Xu Zhihuai shook his head subconsciously: "Xie Wuyou is not a waste, she just hasn't figured it out yet. King Dongping is not a small role either. It is also a good thing to have another pair of eyes looking at him."
Wei Li took another sip of tea: "I don't care if you want to support your own eyeliner. It's just that the Xie family's matter has come to an end for the time being, and the Xie family's people will not end well."
He was reminding her not to think about going to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment to fish for people again.
The century-old root of the Xie family is Xie Ningchao. If he dies, the Xie family will be completely finished.
Xu Zhihuai understood the importance and nodded slightly: "Except for Xie Wuyou, I will not protect anyone from the Xie family."
After Wei Li drank the tea, he returned to the bed and lay down on his side.
Xu Zhihuai frowned, hesitated, and followed.
As soon as her hand touched his arm, he held her down: "You don't need to seduce me anymore. Go back and tell the eldest princess that I will return to Fengdu sooner or later, so that she can rest assured."
This "beauty trap" was really clumsy. I don't know if it was to slap him in the face or to make Xu Zhihuai look down on him.
Xu Zhihuai lay fully clothed and kept a little distance from him. She raised her eyes and looked at the gauze above her head: "I won't go back tonight."
Wei Li turned over directly, leaving her with an indifferent back.
The lingering atmosphere of love clearly still lingers in the air, but after two people have made love, there is no passion, only indifference and alienation.
Xu Zhihuai clenched his heart, and all he could think about was Fengdu.
Wei Li couldn't sleep either. Her breath and fragrance were all behind him, which distracted him.
In the room, there was deathly silence.
Xu Zhihuai was inexplicably flustered. As if she was angry, she turned over and buried her face in the soft quilt, forcing herself to adjust her breathing.
Wei Li moved with her breathing, his long arms resting on her waist, and his slender fingers gently teasing the back of her hands, with a touch of casualness and intimacy.
Xu Zhihuai's breathing slowed down, and he turned to face his face, observing silently.
"What are you looking at?"
"Look at Mr. Hou's face."
"What's there to see for a blind man?"
Xu Zhihuai sighed softly, and the warm breath brushed his face: "The Marquis will be fine. If not, I will be the eyes of the Marquis."
These words of love are obviously false and sentimental, but they can seduce people invisibly.
Wei Li's jaw tightened and the corners of his mouth froze.
"Xu Zhihuai..."
He suddenly called her name and said nothing.
Wei Li no longer sarcastically sarcastic, nor did he ridicule in a sinister manner, but just quietly and silently.
Xu Zhihuai boldly took his hand and squeezed his cold fingers.
"Master Hou can't see anything, so he must be afraid. Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Wei Li frowned imperceptibly and did nothing.
The two of them were speechless and spent the night peacefully like this.
There is no love, only companionship.
Such warmth and tranquility made Wei Li feel strange.
At dawn, Xu Zhihuai got up to dress up. She deliberately applied a thick layer of makeup, especially her lips, which were bright red and moist.
Wei Li came up behind her quietly, and Xu Zhihuai couldn't help being startled when he saw his face in the mirror.
She exclaimed softly, turned around and asked, "Why are you up, Lord Marquis?"
Wei Li remained silent, then suddenly reached out to pull her face, leaned down to kiss her lips, bit by bit ate the rouge on her lips, and asked in a low voice: "Do you dare to come again?"
