After the words fell, Wei Lan bowed her head and kissed her. The tip of Wei Lan's tongue was lingering on him, which made Xie Zichen react immediately. Wei Lan kissed him closely, Xie Zichen turned over, pressed Wei Lan, kneaded her, and let out a voice between his lips and teeth: "I Come on, you will hurt."
Wei Lan raised her leg to express dissatisfaction, Xie Zichen pressed her slender leg, raised his head, looked down at her with eyes that had already melted into thick ink, and said in a hoarse voice: "Good Alan, huh?"
The hum was so soft and sexy, it made Wei Lan dizzy for an instant, throwing away her helmet and armor, and her whole body softened.
…
There was no sharp pain as imagined, probably because the foreplay was done too well, Wei Lan only felt a little pain, and then felt a hard object stuffed in, filling it full, that is, rushing in. In an instant, a stream of heat gushed in.
Wei Lan looked up in shock.
Xie Zichen turned his face away with difficulty.
"I'm sorry..." Xie Zichen blushed, feeling extremely ashamed: "It's so comfortable..."
Wei Lan wanted to laugh, but forcibly held back. She raised her body to kiss him, licked his lips with her little tongue, and whispered: "What's the matter? Isn't there many times? How did you say it?"
She got up and said with a smile: "We will work here for a few days and nights, I will make you want to live and die, and let our servants know what is the bliss in the world."
The man's panting and voice came out completely unconsciously, completely different from the usual cold tone, with a soft and sticky taste, and the "um... um..." sounds very natural. Hearing this, Wei Lan couldn't help speeding up her movements, wanting to make the other party make more noise.
Wei Lan has never seen Xie Zichen look so presumptuous. Xie Zichen hugged her, feeling that in this gentle village, drowning is also willing.
When Xie Zichen and Wei Lan were having fun in time, Wei Hua finally rushed to Shengjing with Huan Heng.
The night wind woke Huan Heng up. Huan Heng looked up while lying on the horse's back, and saw Wei Hua's face.
"Lin Hua?"
"My lord." Wei Hua didn't look sideways, and explained directly: "I'll take you to Shengjing."
"When is it?"
"Child time."
"How long will it be?"
"Less than half an hour."
Huan Heng didn't speak, the night wind made him feel a little cold. His wound was bloody, and he lay on the horse's back. After a long time, he said slowly, "I'm too late, am I?"
It's time, they probably have already bridal chamber.
Wei Hua didn't speak, he didn't know what to say.
The coldness in Shengjing in winter is not the same as that in the north. The coldness in the north opens and closes, straight in and out, just coming with the strong wind, like slapping your ears, slapping you one by one, if you can bear it, then you will be fine.
But the coldness in Shengjing is different. The coldness in Shengjing is always mixed with invisible water vapor. There is no strong wind and no pain. It's just that no matter how many clothes you wear, they will climb up your body silently. Chilling.
Just like the people in Shengjing, she never blamed him, even when she walked away, she walked so gently that she didn't hurt him at all, but she was always able to let him go in such a way that seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was in too much pain to guard against.
No matter how many armors he wears and how much preparation he makes, he can't resist her gentle and lingering, slow and slow pain to the bone.
He twitched slightly, Wei Hua glanced at him sideways, and said calmly: "My lord, are you still going to Shengjing?"
"Go." Huan Heng gritted his teeth and said, "I've come here, how can I go back without seeing me?"
"My lord," Wei Hua said lightly, "Do you dare to see her?"
dare
After living in the north for three years, is it true that she didn't come to see her just for the so-called quelling the civil strife in the north
Back then when he was still a teenager, he missed her, so he went all the way to Shengjing regardless of everything. Now that he is in power, no one can control him. If he wants to be alone, why doesn't he have the courage anymore
Wei Hua's words fell on his heart, making him shudder.
He dared not see her.
No amount of words can conceal the facts of the year.
It was he who failed her first.
"It was the same that year."
He recalled the past leisurely, which made him feel better: "She came back from Huazhou that night, and she never slept. She went to find food and grass for me, and I stayed in the city."
"At that time, I was very scared and very painful. When I was bullied by the Tang family, I was full of satisfaction and thought, why did it become like this? Why did I leave Alan? I was like a waste, even the Tang family Are you stepping on my face?"
"It's because I'm too incompetent, because I'm too dependent on Ah Lan. Sooner or later, Ah Lan will leave me. When she leaves me, I will have nothing."
"I can no longer rely on her so much, and I can no longer be so obsessed with her."
"I'm afraid that I will be shaken. I know my temper too well. I'm afraid that when I see her, as soon as she opens her mouth, I will rub her past like a puppy. So I married Tang Mo. At that time, I thought It's all her, I thought wholeheartedly, it would be great if Ah Lan was a woman. Then she can belong to me alone, and I don't have to worry about her leaving me."
"My lord," Wei Hua couldn't help but say, "Whether Wei Shizi is a woman or not, she can't belong to anyone alone."
"Really..." Huan Heng was a little dazed: "I don't know either."
"She came that night. Tang Nanlou told me that she stood at the door all night."
"Is she sad?"
Huan Heng raised his hand and looked at his palm: "Same as me, are you sad?"
Wei Hua didn't speak. He listened to Huan Heng's description of the past, and couldn't help but have the urge to throw this man off the horse.
"Since we've come to this point," Wei Hua couldn't help but ask, "Then what's the point of passing now, my lord?"
Huan Heng didn't speak. After a long time, he slowly said: "Don't go through the pain she has experienced." Huan Heng's eyes were a little dazed: "How dare I see her?"
He failed her, but he didn't know how to repay her.
He can only think, walk the path she has walked, and suffer all the pain she has experienced. Only after punishing himself in this way can he appear in front of her again and be qualified to say: "Alan, I'm back."
He closed his eyes and stopped talking, just said: "Go, go see her."
Wei Hua didn't speak, and took him into Beijing on horseback. The two of them arrived at Xie Zichen's house in the suburbs.
"You wait here." Huan Heng told him, "I'll be back in a while."
Wei Hua responded, watching Huan Heng climb the wall and enter. There was no response from the mansion, Wei Hua stroked his chin and thought - it's time to remind his sister that the guards will be changed.
But it's no wonder the Xie Mansion's guards, Huan Heng's martial arts are first-class, so it's not a big deal to hide from the guards.
When he climbed over the wall and came to the main courtyard, he heard Xie Zichen's voice.
The two seemed very heated, Wei Lan yelled, and Xie Zichen seemed to cover her mouth with his hands, making Wei Lan's voice intermittent.
"Don't bark," Xie Zichen said with a suppressed voice, "If you bark again, you'll shoot."
Huan Heng froze in place, he clenched his fists and wanted to draw his sword and rush in.
Wei Lan's voice came faintly, and the cold and hoarse voice was charming: "Zi Chen is so beautiful, it is really a great fortune in my life to be able to marry Zi Chen."
Her voice made Huan Heng react instantly, but her words made Huan Heng's heart tingle with pain.
He told himself repeatedly, it's okay, what he said on the bed, he couldn't take it seriously.
Ah Lan likes him, what Ah Lan really likes is him. Back then when Alan abandoned everything and went to the north, it was him who Alan worked so hard to help.
Xie Zichen was just Alan's substitute when he was not around. When he atones for his sins and Alan forgives him, Alan will come back to him.
Are you sad? Is it pain
It's okay, that's how Alan came here back then.
Huan Heng breathed heavily, lying on the eaves, listening to the sound inside, his whole mind was buzzing.
He wanted to leave, he didn't want to stay for a moment. Every second seemed to him to be lingering.
However, every time this thought popped up, he would remember that Wei Lan was like that back then, standing at the door listening to his and Tang Mo's voices.
Countless emotions surged in his chest, he wanted to draw his sword, to rush down, to stop all of this.
But no, Wei Lan didn't do this back then, and he couldn't either.
He has to walk the path she has walked and taste the pain she has tasted before he is qualified to appear in front of her again.
But it really hurts.
Huan Heng curled up and clutched his chest. Tears fall.
He felt as if he had returned to the time when he was ten years old, frozen in the snow, and the heavy snow made him shiver, chilling his bones.
But this time, no one will come to look for him, and no one will wipe off the snow and ice from his body, and walk out of the snow with his back.
His eyes were red, and he suppressed his crying.
The surrounding sounds became extremely distant, and he could only hear Xie Zichen's calling.
Because his name is A Lan.
This name seemed to be some kind of spell, no matter how hard he tried to block it, it could reach his ears and his heart.
The sky finally brightened, the sun fell inch by inch, the two fell on and off, and finally returned to calm.
Huan Heng looked at the dawn and felt as if he had endured a torture that had finally come to an end. He staggered to his feet and jumped back.
Wei Hua was waiting for Huan Heng at the door, seeing Huan Heng stumbling out with red and swollen eyes, he stepped forward and said, "My lord..."
"She won't forgive me."
Huan Heng made a hoarse voice, Wei Hua was stunned for a moment, and saw him raise his hand, press it on his chest, and looked at Wei Hua with red eyes: "Ah Hua, it hurts too much."
"grown ups… "
For a moment, Wei Hua seemed to feel that the person in front of him was not the all-powerful marshal in the north. It was the little prince who was pestering Wei Lan in Changxinhou's mansion back then. His heart softened, and he said gently: "My lord, go back to the north. My lord has a long life, and there is still a long way to go."
Huan Heng didn't speak, he stared blankly at Wei Hua, and after a long time, his expression gradually became firm.
"I do not go."
"I can't go on the road without Ah Lan."
"My lord," Wei Hua frowned, "Over there in Jingzhou..."
"I know," Huan Heng nodded, "I'll see her...you let me see her, and I'll leave right away."
Wei Hua pursed his lips, he got married rather hastily and didn't have time to call Wei Lan. But now that Wei Lan is married, he is sensitive and cannot come to participate, and now that he has finally come to Shengjing, he should congratulate him no matter what. So he thought for a while and said, "Then I'll send a post to Minister Wei, saying that I'm here to congratulate their new marriage on behalf of the adults, and the adults will pretend to be the guards below, how about that?"
Huan Heng nodded, Wei Hua thought for a while, then sighed, "My lord, let's go eat something first."
Huan Heng and Wei Hua went to eat something together, after freshening up, Huan Heng put on Wei Hua's mask and went to Xie Mansion together with Wei Hua.
Wei Hua usually has the double insurance of human skin mask + iron mask. Now that the iron mask was lent to Huan Heng, he used his fake face to deliver the post.
After the post was sent in, the guards led the two of them in not long after. Wei Hua walked into the lobby and saw Xie Zichen sitting on the first seat.
On the night of weddings and candles in the bridal chamber, when the gold list is named.
Xie Zichen, who has completed the two major happiest events in his life, even if he worked hard all night, he did not look haggard. Instead, his face was full of peach blossoms and his face was radiant. He was wearing a lake-blue robe and a jade crown, as if he belonged to that family traveling abroad. Young master, sitting neatly behind the desk, is giving Xie Tong some orders.
Wei Hua went in and bowed towards Xie Zichen as a salute.
Now Huan Heng is pretending to be his bodyguard, if he kneels down to Xie Zichen, Huan Heng will naturally kneel down too. If Huan Heng knelt down to Xie Zichen, he would have to remember his hatred for Xie Zichen even deeper.
Although it is very deep now.
After all, the hatred of taking his wife is irreconcilable. To Huan Heng, this is the person who robbed his wife.
And Xie Zichen didn't dare to make Wei Hua kneel.
As a brother-in-law, and his wife's favorite brother-in-law, he didn't dare to give Wei Hua any face, so Wei Hua just bent over, and Xie Zichen hurriedly said: "General Lin, don't be too polite."
"Thank you, sir."
Wei Hua straightened up, Xie Tong led him to sit behind the table and served him tea.
Xie Zichen glanced calmly at Huan Heng behind Wei Hua, and said calmly, "General Lin is here to look for Prime Minister Wei?"
"Exactly." Wei Hua didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "Everyone in the court knows that although Lord Xie married a wife, the one who actually married was Xiang Wei."
Xie Zichen paused slightly, a little thankful, fortunately Wei Lan didn't hear this, otherwise there would be trouble again.
But he was still a little happy in his heart, pretending to be calm, he took a sip of tea and said: "Although General Lin is in the north, the news is fast enough. In this way, the news that only exists in the few major families of the nobles can also be inquired about. admire."
Said it was for Wei Hua, but in fact Xie Zichen was telling it for Huan Heng behind him.
As soon as Huan Heng came in, Xie Zichen guessed his identity. He married Wei Lan, and when Wei Hua came, then of course Huan Heng also came. According to Huan Heng's temperament, he didn't make trouble yesterday, which is considered to have given them a great deal of face.
Wei Hua knew that Xie Zichen was telling Huan Heng, so he didn't answer, and said directly: "Wei Xiangke got up?"
"She's tired," Xie Zichen said in a serious manner, "If you have anything to say, tell me, and I'll pass it on."
Huan Heng clenched his fists. He looked at the indifferent Xie Zichen. If he hadn't been in Shengjing, he would have drawn his sword and gone up.
Why is this person
He wanted to see Wei Lan, why did Xie Zichen stop him
Even if they are married, Wei Lan is a man, can he keep her trapped in a house like a wife? !
Huan Heng gave Wei Hua a wink, and Wei Hua smiled and said, "I would like to trouble Mr. Xie to let you know whether you see him or not, let Prime Minister Wei decide for himself."
"If I say I won't see it, I won't see it," Xie Zichen said calmly, but his eyes fell on Huan Heng's face, and he said coldly, "Can't you understand people's words?"
Looking into Xie Zichen's eyes, Huan Heng knew that he recognized him.
However, Xie Zichen didn't really want to provoke Huan Heng, he just didn't want to provoke Wei Hua.
Between Wei Hua and Huan Heng, Huan Heng is the easier to provoke.
Xie Zichen and Huan Heng looked at each other coldly, after a while, Huan Heng raised his hand, took off the mask from his face, and said coldly, "I want to see Wei Lan."
Xie Zichen leaned on the backrest behind him, propped his chin with his hands, as if he had no bones, and said lazily, "No see."
"Xie Zichen," Huan Heng said every word, almost gnashing his teeth, "Why do you make decisions for her? What are you!"
"Me?" Xie Zichen smiled, "I'm her husband."
After saying this, Xie Zichen finally felt the comfort he had never felt since he met Wei Lan. He was finally able to say this in a fair and honest manner.
To have identity is to have confidence.
Huan Heng was trembling with anger, suppressing his anger and said: "She is a man, what kind of husband is she? Even if she is married, he has to make decisions about her affairs. When will it be your turn to dictate?"
"Well... I'll just point fingers," Xie Zichen looked at Huan Heng, and frowned, "So what?"
"Xie Zichen!" Huan Heng pulled out his sword abruptly, and the guards also pulled out their swords in an instant, while Xie Zichen kept his posture and looked at each other quietly, his eyes full of coldness.
"Huan Heng, don't you and I know how much you care about Wei Lan? People who come to see me after my wedding want me to let you go. Do you think that I, Xie Zichen, is a weak and deceitful person?!"
"Huan Heng, ask yourself." Xie Zichen stood up, pointed at the other party and said angrily, "Just because of what you have done, you still have the face to see her again?! Did you want me to go to the north to save her? You wanted to imprison her For the rest of my life, I still plan to shoot her to death on the river?! How much has she done for you? She protected you from the age of twelve, abandoned your family status for you and sent you back to the north, and managed all the way for you to help you sit firmly as the marshal. Bit, even after you and Tang Moxing are struggling, she still tries her best to teach you. How do you give back to her?"
"When she regarded you as a treasure and wanted to be together with one heart and one mind, you succumbed to the powerful and married Tang Mo."
"She tried her best to help you want to leave, but you actually imprisoned her in a square inch."
"You have a wife now, even if she is dead and has a child with you. You know how much she cares about this matter, but you still dare to come to see her?"
"Where did you get your face? Did you put all the walls of Youyun Sixteen City on your face?!"
Huan Heng didn't speak, his face was pale, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
In terms of attacking one's heart and tongue, Xie Zichen's dealing with Huan Heng was simply too childish.
He felt ashamed of Wei Lan in his heart, and he had used great courage to come here, but when he was scolded by Xie Zichen like this, the accumulated courage disappeared in an instant.
"I'm sorry..." He trembled and his voice was hoarse: "I just... want to see her so much."
He misses that person so much.
He hadn't seen her for three full years, but her face was always as bright as before, without fading in the slightest.
He wanted to see that person, he wanted to hear that person's voice. Even though he knew that she would never forgive him for the rest of his life, he still figured out how to say a few more words to her.
But Xie Zichen's words were so hurtful, as if they were stirred by a sharp knife, he said with some difficulty: "Please tell her... Forget it, you won't say it..."
Huan Heng lowered his eyes: "I'm bothering you."
As he said that, Huan Heng was about to go out, when Ran Mo walked in, and said loudly, "Mr. Huan, stay a step!"
Huan Heng was slightly taken aback, Ran Mo saluted to Huan Heng, then to Wei Hua, and then said: "Mr. Huan, General Lin, please."
Huan Heng was stunned, and Xie Zichen said calmly: "Not going? I'm not as stingy as you think."
"Thank you..." Huan Heng nodded, and then followed Ran Mo and walked quickly towards the backyard.
Xie Tong brought tea to Xie Zichen, Xie Zichen raised his hand and sipped the tea, frowning.
"My lord," Xie Zichen got married, and Xie Tong followed everyone else to call for your lord, hesitantly said, "Aren't you going to take a look?"
"What's there to see?" Xie Zichen said with a straight face, "Alan wants to see Wei Hua, what should I go to see?"
"So you didn't really ask Mr. Huan to see his wife..."
Xie Tong suddenly realized, Xie Zichen glanced at Xie Tong quietly: "I am not as generous as you think."
If it wasn't for Wei Lan's fear that Wei Hua would not be able to meet at the door of his house, he would never have reported to the backyard that Wei Hua and Huan Heng had come...
Seeing Wei Hua alone is too eye-catching, so we can only see Huan Heng together.
Wei Lan made a fuss last night, and only felt the pain afterwards, so she woke up early in the morning and rested on the bed. Hearing that Wei Hua was coming, he got up quickly, and after washing up, he lay on the bed and waited for the two of them.
Xie's mansion didn't prepare her clothes, so she put on Xie Zichen's robe, tied her hair in a crown casually, leaned on the couch, and waited quietly for the two to come.
After the two entered the room, the maids originally planned to set up a screen, but Wei Lan said calmly: "No need."
When Huan Heng entered the room, he smelled the incense that Wei Lan used to use, and for a moment he wanted to cry so much.
Wei Lan was lying on the bed, looking at the two of them through the bed curtain, and could vaguely see the demeanor of the person behind the curtain.
"I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing?"
She saw Huan Heng leading Wei Hua to sit down on his knees, and explained: "Last night, Meng Lang was a little bit tired, and he's cultivating today, which made the two of you laugh."
Huan Heng and Wei Hua: "..."
Huan Heng's expression changed, and he said hoarsely, "You don't need to remind me of this."
Wei Lan sighed, and said helplessly, "A Heng, can't you come out?"
"Where do I want to come out?" Huan Heng looked up at the person behind the curtain, clenched his fists, and said seriously: "Come out of your world, or come out of the past?"
Wei Lan remained silent, and after a while, she said lightly, "It's no different."
"Aheng," she stretched out her hand, and that white and slender hand, like a woman's, fell on Huan Heng's head: "You will always be my younger brother."
"I've spent almost ten years on you, Ah Heng, don't let me down."
"How can you be let down?"
"When you have other thoughts," Wei Lan's voice was flat, but with cruelty that made people tremble: "This is disappointment."