Wei Cheng fiercely pressed his throat with one hand, made a fist with the other hand, and hit him in the face again and again.
The fist fell like a rock, as if to vent his anger, and the punch hit the flesh.
The man riding on him looked crazy, his eyes were red and his face was ferocious.
Killing intent spreads in his eyes.
"Is it your turn to comment on the matter between me and her?"
His fist was like iron, and he hit Wei Zheng hard on the face.
"You think you're helping her? Huh?"
"boom--"
Another punch, blood staining the grass beneath him.
"You're fucking killing her!"
In such troubled times, a defenseless woman like her with hundreds of taels of silver in her arms is like a two-legged sheep with gold hanging on it. Even if she doesn't die, she will be eaten up and wiped clean.
"I originally wanted to settle this account with you later."
"But I regretted it."
He was breathing heavily, staring at him with red eyes.
He endured it for a whole day.
Eyes full of red.
Laughter, the clink of glasses.
Every time I open my eyes, every time I close my eyes, the scene of that night is in my mind.
Under the blood-red hikerchief, there is a snow-white face.
And the poisoned wine she handed him with her own hands.
Red hands.
Huangdi wine.
The vast expanse of bitter water can only be swallowed silently in a deserted place.
All the resentment and unwillingness poured out at this moment.
"If I don't kill you today, I won't be able to vent my hatred!"
His fists were red and swollen, and the man beneath him had blood on his face, but he was still smiling, grinning, showing his dazzling white teeth.
Wei Zheng bent his legs, raised his elbows, and struck his neck with a palm.
A muffled groan.
Wei Cheng twisted his neck.
The servants nearby only dared to watch from a distance, and no one dared to step forward to break up the fight.
The general seemed to have been calm since the man from San Le left without saying goodbye.
It seems like I just lost an unimportant concubine.
They also talked secretly. It seemed that the general treated Mrs. Shen like a jewel. She suddenly disappeared. He also sent elite troops to seal off the city and search. He blocked all the passes from Youzhou to various places and even the barbarians in the north. Even A large reward was offered for his arrest, and notices were quickly sent to various places.
But now it seems that it is just a temporary fever.
I just finished hosting a full-moon banquet for my young lady, and only a month later, I married the Xie family who came from a famous family.
It was even more vigorous than when the Shen family was adopted a few days ago.
When Mrs. Shen left without saying goodbye, there was quite a commotion in Youzhou. But now, unconsciously, Mrs. Shen was almost forgotten by everyone. If the young master was not mentioned, no one would remember that there was once a short-lived one. Shen.
But what happened now?
On a happy wedding day, the wife whom the matchmaker is marrying is still sitting in the bridal chamber, but the groom seems to be crazy and has no intention of celebrating the wedding.
He also mentioned the side wife who abandoned her husband and son.
All the servants looked at each other and waited in the corridor tremblingly. When they saw the blood in the distance, they all knelt down with pale faces.
In the end, Wei Zheng was still pinned down by him.
"Where did she go?" He gasped and pulled out the dagger from his waist.
"噌——" sound.
The cold light comes out of its sheath.
"Um?"
The cold dagger was pressed against the face of the man whose face was covered with blood. His voice was gentle and he gently patted the face of his elder brother with the blade: "Tell me, I won't kill you."
He paused: "I won't kill her either."
Wei Zheng shook his head, blood left along his cheek and dripped into the green grass.
"Liangzhou?" He narrowed his eyes, "I remember that she wanted to go to Dunhuang, and she even asked the servants in the mansion if they had been there."
Wei Zheng watched coldly.
"Jizhou?"
"That's not right. Jizhou is in chaos and she doesn't have the guts to go."
"Bingzhou?"
"That's not right, too close."
"That's Chang'an." He raised his head and glanced at the sky in the distance. Clouds were flowing in the sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.
Wei Zheng's eyes narrowed.
"Yes."
He got up from Wei Zheng, his knuckles were stained with bright red blood, and the cuffs of Xifu were also stained with blood.
"The roots are there."
"You think I don't dare to go to Chang'an?"
He smiled coolly, took off his dirty wedding clothes, and threw them to the ground.
A hot air surged through his body, and he untied his collar impatiently, slightly exposing his tight chest.
Isn't it that I want to know where she came from?
She had also said before that she wanted to visit Chang'an.
Wei Ning, Chen Zhao, Guo Yan and others heard the news in the front hall and hurried over.
Seeing Wei Zheng who was seriously injured, Wei Ning paused for a moment before subconsciously going to see Wei Cheng.
The general's neck and back of his hands seemed to be injured as well, but these injuries were nothing compared to those he had suffered on the battlefield.
On a piece of messy grass, the blood-stained wedding dress was thrown aside. He walked over and picked it up.
Wei Cheng leisurely rolled up his cuffs, revealing the smooth and powerful lines of his forearms. He glanced sideways at the kneeling crowd, and his eyes fell on the woman who lowered her head tremblingly.
"These days, I've been so angry that I forgot about you."
He laughed and walked over slowly.
Mother Shen hugged Peilin, her whole body stiffened, and she looked down at the floor tiles in front of her tremblingly.
A pair of black brocade boots came into view, and a low and cool voice came from above.
The hairs all over her body stood on end.
"She's leaving, so she must have told you a lot, right?"
"I dare to leave you here. It seems that I have determined that I will not kill you for the sake of the child."
He scoffed coldly.
"She was very thoughtful and knew how to find an amulet for you to take with you."
A shadow enveloped her, and a big bloody hand reached out and snatched the baby away from her arms.
"Did you tell her?"
Mother Shen sat limply on the ground.
Xu Yu, Lan Yu Luzhu and others all looked up in distress.
Leaving the embrace she was accustomed to, and leaning against her father's cold chest, with her father's big and soft hands on her back, Peilin waved her hands and feet, and the bead chain around her neck rattled.
The baby curled his lips, said "Wow" again, and began to cry softly.
They guarded the young master day and night. The motherless child was already very distressing, and they took care of it every day. At this time, when the child cried, it was inevitable that they would be a little unbearable.
Mother Shen was so frightened that she didn't know how to answer.
Wei Cheng didn't need her answer.
His face turned livid: "She really feels sorry for you, a sin slave, and she has tried so hard to scheme like this."
"So what if I know."
He smiled.
"I should have known this a long time ago. What difference does it make if my surname is Wang or Shen?"
It's been three months and there's still no news from her.
Even if there were any clues, by the time his people arrived, the building would be empty.
Where could she go?
Where else to go?
Chang'an...
Wang family......
Jiang Xingzhou......
His face darkened.
"Send a group of reliable people to Chang'an to keep an eye on the Wang family and Jiang Xingzhou."
He changed his position to hold the baby, with his left hand supporting the baby's buttocks, and his right arm resting behind the baby's head, swaying gently.
"Yes." Wei Ning nodded.
"There are also." He paused and said with difficulty: "The bandit villages, brothels, dental shops, and charity shops everywhere..."
There was a tight pain in his chest.
"No matter how big or small, check carefully."
"yes."
The setting sun is about to set.
A touch of golden sun shone on the child's face. The baby narrowed his eyes and frowned lightly.
He raised his hand to cover her eyes and looked at the lower half of her face.
Round and fleshy.
Under the straight nose, the small mouth pouted, and he didn't know who he was angry with.
She looked like this when she was stolen away by the maid in the palace who had just lost her daughter and fled to Youzhou.
The baby's fleshy little hands grasped the big hand in front of his eyes and pinched his father's index finger.
Such a small hand could only hold one of his fingers.
The baby suddenly grinned.
"Giggle--"
The resentment in my heart suddenly drained out like a broken water bag.
"So be it."
He held the child, and his voice suddenly became weak.
Silently walked through the kneeling crowd.
