In the dark night, on the windy street, a man and a woman stood opposite each other.
Yao Guang held the man's hand, her eyes sparkled, she shook her head, "Brother is good to Yao Guang!"
When she was living in the palace, she would have the same nightmare every day. She was trapped in the flames soaring into the sky. Everywhere her hands touched was scorching hot, which almost burned her skin. However, in At the end of that nightmare, there would always be a pair of hands to fish her out of the fire. She couldn't see that person's face clearly, but she knew that it was her brother.
People always call her a little fool, but she actually understands, because she can't even remember her brother's face clearly.
However, when this person appeared in front of her, she seemed to smell the aura belonging to her brother, and she knew that it was her brother who had returned.
Wei Lin sneered: "I do have a younger sister, but that person is not you, and you will never be able to replace that person's position in my heart."
After saying these words, Wei Lin swung his sleeves and walked away, no longer caring about the girl behind him.
The physique that he has trained in the army all year round makes him walk almost like flying. Besides, his legs are very long, and his steps are steady and big. At first, Yao Guang followed behind him with difficulty, but soon, Yao Guang was thrown away by a large distance, she squatted down panting, watching the man gradually disappear out of sight, she He didn't stand up again, just blinked his eyes with a dazed expression.
Yao Guang didn't know why her brother didn't want him anymore, and she didn't know either. In the eyes of this man, she couldn't even compare to a finger of his sister.
It also gradually deepened, returning to the quiet street, only the whistling wind, and the occasional sound of a watch or two.
Yao Guang, who was dressed in thin clothes, tightly wrapped his arms around his body, but it was still cold. The wind seemed to drill through every inch of fabric on her body, clinging to her skin, trying to take away the last bit of heat behind her.
Yao Guang began to tremble, and the color of her lips changed from pink to purple.
Not long after, an extra pair of shoes appeared in front of her. She raised her head, and a helpless sigh came from her ears.
"Little girl, you won!"
Wei Lin, who went back and forth, almost thought that the girl who buried her head in her arms was crying, her shoulders trembled, and her curled up body was almost blown by the wind. A heart-wrenching scene. But when he walked in, he realized that the little girl's expression was still blank, a little dazed. Take a closer look, there are half a tear in her eyes.
Just like that, Wei Lin took Yao Guang back to the mansion he bought in the capital. In the huge mansion, there is only one guard waiting at the door, it looks a bit deserted.
The guard guarding the door saw Wei Lin coming back, and hurriedly greeted him with his cloak.
"Master, you're finally back. You just left the mansion this morning, and Prince Jing's personal guards searched for it. After some inquiries, I found out that a girl in the mansion was missing."
Wei Lin raised his brows, showing a smile with some interest, "Oh? The girl in the palace is lost, but the girl who overshadowed the three wives in the palace?"
The guard nodded again and again: "It's that girl!"
"Heh! I really want to see what kind of beauty she is, worthy of King Jing's mobilizing so many people to create all the momentum for her."
Yao Guang poked his head out from behind Wei Lin, and greeted the guards with a smile.
The next moment, the guard widened his eyes, pointed at her, and stammered, "Grandpa... That, that girl seems to be standing right behind you."
Wei Lin turned around and looked at Yao Guang, the smile in his eyes disappeared bit by bit.
Jing Wang Rongshu searched all the beauties in the capital, and he happened to bring them back. In this game of chess, it seems that even God is helping them.