In one sentence, the distinction is clear.
Xu Zhihuai saw that he was avoiding him, and his eyes gleamed with a contemptuous smile: "Master Hou, don't panic, I didn't say that I would let Mr. Hou do it himself."
Her tone was still so gentle and pleasant to the ear, but it made Wei Li feel wary, and he even clenched his hands tightly without boasting.
"You can do whatever you want, just give me an order and the servants will make arrangements."
Xu Zhihuai smiled calmly: "Thank you, Lord Marquis, for taking the trouble."
When Wei Li heard this, he finally couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at her. He wanted to see what kind of expression she had and whether her gentleness and calmness were just an act.
Xu Zhihuai was calm and calm from beginning to end.
Strangely, she suddenly seemed to be a different person. She was crying and looking helpless before. Why is she back to normal now?
A fickle woman...
Wei Li suddenly felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart.
Mu Xiuwan woke up from her nap, but she didn't see her sister and child. She was a little scared and hurriedly came over. When she saw Wei Li was there, she froze in place, unable to move forward or retreat.
As soon as Wei Li turned around, she was so frightened that she covered her eyes and murmured something.
Wei Li's eyes were condensed and he glanced at Mu Xiuwan rudely. In his eyes, she was someone who shouldn't exist. Only Xu Zhihuai would keep such an unlucky person by his side.
"Wan'er."
Xu Zhihuai called out softly, and then said: "Don't be afraid, Qingyi Marquis is one of our own."
This is a bit subtle.
Wei Li frowned dissatisfied and glared at Xu Zhihuai.
Instead, Xu Zhihuai smiled and said, "Master Hou is busy with business, so I won't delay you any longer."
Mu Xiuwan kept her head down and didn't move. It wasn't until Wei Li turned around and walked away that she stroked her chest and sighed: "It's so scary."
Xu Zhihuai waved to her: "This is not the first time you have seen him, so why are you so panicked? The Marquis of Qingyi is the most trusted person by the Crown Prince, so don't offend him."
Mu Xiuwan seemed to be in shock, and took the initiative to hold Xu Zhihuai's hand. Her palm was warm and cold, giving people a very weak feeling; "Sister can't see it, so... so I don't know how scary he is."
Xu Zhihuai lowered his eyes and said nothing.
There is probably no one in this world who knows Wei Li's true face better than her. He is not only terrifying, he is simply like a god of death.
"Sister, I have said before, there is a shadow behind him."
Xu Zhihuai thought in a daze: "A woman?"
"A woman with long, pale hair, her limbs were long and slender, tightly wrapped around his body, and... she kept crying, crying so miserably."
Xu Zhihuai frowned: "Crying?"
Is it possible that people like Wei Li also carry some kind of shady love debt?
It feels ridiculous to think about it.
Xu Zhihuai couldn't imagine that someone like him would be willing to follow him...
Xu Zhihuai poured a cup of tea for Mu Xiuwan and became interested inexplicably: "Is there only a shadow behind the Marquis of Qingyi?"
Mu Xiuwan nodded heavily.
"only one."
Xu Zhihuai took a sip of tea and said, "That shouldn't be the case. He is full of killings..."
Mu Xiuwan suddenly became serious and raised her voice: "Sister, I didn't lie to you. I really only saw one."
"Fool, I don't blame you."
Mu Xiuwan hesitated to speak: "Sister and Lord Marquis...it's better not to get too close. His shadow is very fierce and powerful, and he is definitely not a kind person."
Xu Zhihuai was puzzled: "You can even see this?"
Mu Xiuwan nodded again: "Shadows are just like people, with different joys, anger, anger and resentment."
"What about mine?"
Mu Xiuwan bit her lip and said hesitantly: "There are too many shadows of my sister. It's so dark that I can't see clearly."
Xu Zhihuai's eyes flashed slightly: "It seems that I am more terrifying than Wei Li."
"No, my sister is my sister, and my sister is a good person."
Mu Xiuwan blurted out.
When Xu Zhihuai heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment: "Wan'er, the last thing I want is to be a useless good person."
Mu Xiuwan seemed to understand but felt that she had said the wrong thing again.
The Hundred Days Banquet should be held happily.
Xu Zhihuai had no one to invite or invite, so he only prepared delicious meals and some exquisite snacks with Mu Xiuwan and Jinhua.
The servants came to congratulate him one after another and said many pleasant and auspicious words.
Xu Zhihuai rewarded each of them with a bag of silver, plus a few taels of tea money.
An'er was fed well by the wet nurses, and finally there was a little bit of flesh on her little face.
Mu Xiuwan likes to stay with An'er the most. She says that she is the cleanest person in the world. Behind her is a crystal clear light without any shadow.
Xu Zhihuai was still happy after hearing this.
A sincere smile appeared on her face, and she hugged her daughter and kissed her again and again.
I hope that the sky has eyes, and even if she is full of filth and sin, her child will be safe and sound.
All karma is due to her alone.
Thousands of miles away, the imperial palace in the capital.
The breath of early autumn is getting stronger and stronger, refreshing and crisp, with fragrant fragrance floating everywhere.
The mood of autumn is strong and the scent of osmanthus is fragrant.
Zhu Weizhen put the chessboard on the table after a long absence, and Zhu Suxing looked gloomy. His handsome face did not show the youthfulness and magnificence, but only the fatigue accumulated over time.
"Your Highness has lost a lot of weight recently, so you should pay attention to your health."
Zhu Xuxing originally wanted to take the black piece, but saw that his eldest sister dropped one piece first.
He picked up another white chess piece and responded calmly: "I'm fine, elder sister, don't worry."
After that, neither of them spoke, and just played chess quietly.
Zhu Weizhen's offensive was sharp, trapping every step. Zhu Xuxing was a little confused, making frequent mistakes and giving his opponents too many opportunities.
After a moment, Zhu Weizhen let out a soft "tsk" and shook his head helplessly: "Your Highness lost on purpose again today."
Zhu Xuxing looked at the chessboard and pondered for a moment: "Sister, do we have to decide the winner?"
Zhu Weizhen did not pretend to be confused and said straightforwardly: "Life is like this. It's not up to you. As long as you are put on this chessboard, you will have to decide the winner."
Zhu Xuxing clenched his fists and said tiredly and helplessly: "No, we thought we could give up and start over after negotiating for peace... Eldest sister, can you give my father another chance?"
Zhu Weizhen's gentle face showed a hint of resentment: "What about my child? Who will give him a chance? You? My father? Or God?"
Zhu Xuxing was most afraid of mentioning the child.
"Prince, I have never forgotten how we grew up. I have hated myself countless times, why can't I be born a boy? If I were a prince, I would not have to bear the fate of being a pro-Turkish man. Nothing would be wrong. It will happen. I have hated myself and everyone, except you. Do you know why?"
Zhu Xuxing shook his head slowly.
"Because you once risked your life for me, and you are the only one who has truly protected me."
Zhu Weizhen flicked his sleeves and held down his clenched fist: "You are my dearest person, brother. Do you really not understand me?"
