She put her bare feet into her embroidered shoes, lifted her feet, and stepped out of the room.
The door was closed behind him.
She felt a little numb at the sight of him, and pulled up the hem of her skirt to cover her naked ankles.
Wei Zheng finally moved, took a step forward, stepped out of the shadows, and his face suddenly became a little brighter.
In those black eyes, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, with undercurrents surging.
At some point, there was no one else on the corridor. She raised her head and looked directly at him, suppressing her slightly trembling voice: "How is it?"
Her heart almost jumped out of her chest. From the moment she entered the door, her heart was beating wildly.
Wei Zheng frowned and looked at her.
"You speak." She frowned, "It's not you who said it. As long as I can make him comfortable, you won't stop me from doing anything in the future."
She looked at him strangely and widened her eyes: "Is Shijun angry? Because he just faced you..."
Wei Zheng's face turned greener and greener, until he finally let out a suppressed shout.
"do not talk."
He no longer looked as proud as before, with everything under control.
She pursed her lips: "I didn't mean to..."
Not intentional?
Could it be that that bright and provocative smile was his hallucination?
It was clearly revenge that he and Wei Chenghang were colluding and tricked her into coming back.
She is truly a woman who is determined to retaliate against others.
He laughed angrily.
He felt his temples beating so hard that all his eyes were filled with messy things.
Wei Zheng suddenly turned sideways, closed his eyes, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.
After a long time, a few words popped out from clenched teeth: "Hurry and leave."
Shen Yinxiao smiled and spared him: "In that case, I will go and change my clothes first, and then go back."
She was still wearing the calamus purple floral satin skirt. She seemed to be in a very good mood at this time, holding the hem of the skirt and almost jumping on the smooth elm floor.
Looking at that gorgeous back, the white plum blossoms on the temples slipped from her hair and fell to the ground.
A soft sound.
A few snow-like white plum blossom petals fell to the ground, mercilessly stepped on by embroidered shoes.
The snow-white ankles flickered under the skirt.
It's already late at night, how can one go back?
He frowned and said, "Wait a minute."
The girl turned to look at him, "Are you going to regret it?"
He saw her determination to fly out of the birdcage Wei Cheng built for her.
There was a moment of silence.
"I just hope you won't do anything to anger him again."
"If there is another time, he will never be like this."
"I grew up with him, and I know his temperament best. He..." He twitched the corner of his mouth: "I care about you very much."
"For those who are walking alone in the dark, a little ember is enough to light up the tree under their feet."
"If that glimmer of light disappears completely, they will definitely fall into madness. You cannot bear the consequences."
"If that day comes, I will kill you in advance." He said quietly.
She paused, and a chill crawled up her back, spreading down her spine to her scalp.
"I don't have that much power. He may just find me new or interesting. There are many women in the world who are better than me. Maybe by then, he will be interested in other women soon."
"Maybe." He wasn't sure.
Is it really possible? He felt vaguely uneasy.
"If you really want to leave, you'd better convince him first." His face was as calm as water. Contrary to his cynicism just now, he spoke his thoughts frankly, with a faint warning: "Unless he accepts, don't do anything else. thought."
"Thank you so much, envoy." She put away her smile, gathered her skirt and saluted.
After changing her clothes and hairpins, she took Wei Zheng's carriage all the way back to Xiyuan on Zhuyun Street. Xu Yu and three maids, San Le, were already waiting anxiously at the door when they saw a gorgeous carriage approaching. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Shen Yinxiao helped Qing Fei's hand get out of the carriage and said goodbye to the closed curtain.
A slender and clear hand slightly lifted the brocade-embroidered car curtain, revealing half-moon white Sichuan brocade sleeves embroidered with oleander and jade-colored wrist bones.
Khotan's black eyes flashed behind the curtain.
She waited for a while, and when he saw that he didn't speak, she turned and entered the inner courtyard.
Sang Leli had prepared hot water and fragrant soup. She took a comfortable bath and washed away the makeup and dirt on her body. Not only did she feel that the pores all over her body seemed to be opened, she seemed to have some kind of blessing in her soul. She suddenly felt depressed for several days. I suddenly felt open-minded.
After soaking, he got up and dressed, with his half-dried hair draped, he sat in front of the case and took out the letter Wei Cheng had sent to him.
She held the letter and read it under the lamp for a long time.
I picked up my pen and polished it, and decided to write a reply.
Wei Zheng is right. The Wei family has deep roots in Youzhou. In the future, he will be more prominent in the Central Plains. If she runs away, where can she go?
The best solution is to let him leave willingly.
But how can we make him let him go willingly?
He didn't seem to be interested in having good-looking women appear in front of him.
If Wei Cheng could be made to owe him a favor, would it be easier for him to talk?
But he got what he asked for, what kind of favor could she give him?
She frowned and sighed.
Qing Fei was keeping watch outside. Hearing her sigh, Qing Fei came in and asked what her orders were. Shen Yinxiao raised his eyes and asked, "Who sent these letters?"
"Normally, all the letters that come and go are sent by messengers on horseback. However, the letter from the Lord this time was sent by the Lord's bodyguard, Sheng Qi."
She nodded: "Is he still there? I want to write a letter tonight and ask him to send it tomorrow."
Qing Fei said "Ah".
"When Shengqi sent the letter, he also asked the lady if she had replied to the letter. The lady told the slave that she would not reply."
Shen Yinxiao's hand while studying the ink paused: "What did he say?"
Qing Fei approached with great insight and studied the ink for her: "Sheng Qi knew it and didn't say anything. He said that he had to go back to recover. He left before he had time to drink the tea. The slave looked at the horse and was panting. She didn't even eat a few mouthfuls before she was strangled and ran away again. It was so pitiful... The lady wanted to write a letter now, so she had to ask the emissary to deliver it tomorrow. However, the emissary had to deliver it once every few days, and she would wait until it was delivered to the master. I'm afraid it will already be several days later, so why don't you ask the eldest young master's people to send it right away so as not to delay the lady's business?"
Shen Yinxiao frowned as she listened. She didn't want to trouble Wei Zheng all the time.
The ink had been polished, and she took out a blank piece of letter paper, but she thought it was too simple. She rummaged through the cabinets and found a piece of flower paper with silver-pink albizia flowers printed on it. She put it to the tip of her nose, and there was a faint floral fragrance.
The recipient of the letter should be in a good mood when he sees that the letter paper looks so good and smells so good.
It would be too hasty to just write the request to leave on paper and convey it to him. Such a thing must be said to him solemnly in person.
So based on the questions in his letter, she roughly wrote what she had done recently, and solemnly expressed her gratitude to him and... his care for her parents. Finally, she added a few more sentences Ask him to pay attention to his health and take care of himself.
Thinking of her parents, and the words her father said to her, and the hesitant and embarrassed look in her mother's eyes, she felt a feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath.
Since they are willing to stay in Youzhou, and now have enough money with them, and Aduo is with them, she doesn't have to find a way to take them with her to follow her.
It's okay to stay in Youzhou and enjoy your old age. After you leave, you can come back to see them every year.
When Wei Cheng comes back, tell him properly.
The next day, Qing Fei delivered the letter to the post office. Before leaving, she specially gave Qing Fei some money and asked the post office to deliver it as soon as possible.
Time flies by, and it’s early February in a blink of an eye.
On February 2, the dragon raises its head, spring begins, the weather gradually warms up, people take off their cloaks and put on skirts, and the elm trees in the yard also sprout new buds.
I have been writing for more than half a month, but I haven't received a reply. I don't know if he has received the letter.
She went to find Wei Zheng, who was discussing something with a group of people and ordered someone to take her to a side hall to wait.
He didn't come over until it was almost lunch. The first thing he said when he saw her was that something had happened to Wei Cheng.
She stood up and looked at him, unable to believe her ears.
Youzhou Tuqi was trapped in Heishan. Heishan is located to the north of Zhongshan Kingdom and is the junction of Bingzhou, Youzhou and Jizhou. That area is full of rolling mountains with steep peaks and rapid rivers in the canyons.
The Youzhou Tuqi was a sharp cutting blade on the flat ground, but in the mountains and canyons, it was completely unable to be used. Wei Zheng said that he had not received any news from the front line for five days.
Zhang Yao of Jizhou sent troops to surround the entire Black Mountain. Jizhou was rich in products and had an endless supply of grain and grass. They were sure that the grain and grass brought by Wei Cheng would not last long, and they wanted to drag him to death.
Five days can completely change the situation on the entire battlefield.
I don’t know whether Wei Cheng is dead or alive.
Shen Yinxiao clenched his sleeves unconsciously.
Wei Cheng may be dead, maybe not.
She didn't know if she should be relieved.
But she couldn't be happy.
She didn't want anything to happen to Wei Cheng.
Wei Zheng didn't have a good look on his face, but he still comforted her in a low voice: "It's useless to worry. I've already sent Xizuo to find out the news. You haven't eaten yet, I'll take you back."
"How are you going to find out the news?"
"What's wrong?" Wei Zheng couldn't help laughing: "I can't tell you this, it's a military secret."
"Send me there."
He paused: "What?"
