Hearing this, Wang Xi was slightly taken aback, and frowned: "In the current situation, do you still have this confidence?"
Yes, why not
Xie Zichen did not tell Wang Xi. In his previous life, Huan Heng was like this. After conquering Chen State, he came back from the south and asked the Holy Master to add nine tins, but the Holy Master refused. At that time, he was still subservient to Huan Heng's minister, dealt with Huan Heng, and told him that if he could win Di Jie, then Jiuxi would be worthy of his name.
Huan Heng was so overjoyed that he immediately responded and went on the Northern Expedition again. What kind of person is Ronghua? Back then Ronghua was assisted by Cui Jie, even if Huanheng Baiqi was still alive, the Northern Expedition still fell into Ronghua's hands, and Ronghua was trapped by the Huanshui River, committing suicide. Rong Hua originally planned to continue the southern expedition, but he didn't survive the second winter.
After his death, Cui Jie presided over Di Jie's overall situation, and Di Jie stopped the pace of the southern expedition, and only then gave him the opportunity to let Da Chu cultivate his life and recuperate, and sit on the regent himself.
Huan Heng was not able to live back then, and it is even more impossible for him to live in this life.
Xie Zichen thought about it, watched the sedan chair go away, turned around, and went straight back to the mansion.
But as soon as he returned home, Xie Zichen kicked over the files in the house.
He has always been self-reliant and rarely loses his temper like this. Xie Tong was stunned for a moment, and then saw Xie Zichen kicking the copybook and starting to throw things. He smashed and kicked everything that could be smashed and kicked in the room, and Xie Tong was terrified when he saw it. When Xie Zichen smashed things, he let go of his anger and finally calmed down. He sat down on the edge of the bed, clasped his arms On your knees, close your eyes.
"Young master..."
Xie Tong said cautiously: "Are you still smashing it?"
Xie Zichen: "..."
This question made him realize that his behavior was extremely childish, he froze, turned his head away, and said coldly: "No."
"Don't hold back," Xie Tong stepped forward carefully, and handed Xie Zichen a flower pot: "Why don't you smash this one too?"
"roll."
Xie Zichen spoke in a cold voice, his voice softened a lot. Xie Tong spat out, knowing that Xie Zichen had lost his temper, and slowly said: "Just now you told Lord Wang that you don't care, and now you are throwing things here again, you are uncomfortable, so tell Madam, Madam will definitely find a way... "
"That's why I'm useless." Xie Zichen said coldly, "I can't protect her well."
Hearing this, Xie Tong finally understood what his master was angry about, and couldn't help but sighed: "Master, madam is not someone you want to protect."
"I know." Xie Zichen laughed mockingly: "But she doesn't need it, but it doesn't mean I can't do it. Xie Tong, every time this happens, I think, how can I be so incompetent?"
"My lord," Xie Tong said helplessly, "You are not yet twenty-five, and you still have a long way to go. Huan Heng inherited his father's position, and your starting point is different."
Xie Zichen didn't speak, he lowered his head, and after a long time, he finally said, "Go out."
Xie Tong stopped persuading him, got up and left.
On the other side, Huan Heng and Wei Lan returned to the Changxinhou Mansion together, and Wei Lan led him to the room where he used to be. When he was studying in Shengjing, he had a special room for him in the Changxinhou Mansion. The room was still there, and when Wei Lan opened the door, everything in the room was as before, as if he hadn't left yet.
Huan Heng felt something welling up in his throat, making his heart sore.
"In the house... it's still there."
He made a hoarse voice, Wei Lan walked into the room, opened the tea bowl, and poured tea.
"I said before, you are always like my younger brother in my heart. Changxinhou's Mansion is your home in Shengjing, and I will naturally keep your room for you."
Huan Heng didn't speak, he remained silent, Wei Lan handed him the tea bowl and said calmly, "Sit down."
"You said you regarded me as a younger brother." Huan Heng looked at Lutang in front of him, lowered his eyes, "Then after all these years, is there any elder sister who has lied to my younger brother like this?"
Wei Lan didn't speak, but when she heard Huan Heng's words, she understood.
"sorry."
When she finally spoke, Huan Heng laughed mockingly: "Is a word of sorry useful?"
"I really shouldn't lie to you, but Ah Heng." Wei Lan looked at him quietly: "There is no rule, I have to tell you. If I owe you anything, I think after so many years, I will probably pay it back." It's clear. I'm a woman, did I hurt your interests? If I didn't hurt your interests, my sorry is enough. "
"Benefits?" Huan Heng laughed lowly: "Weilan, you and I have never been real siblings."
Wei Lan frowned, Huan Heng came to the door, and looked up at her: "No matter how much you deceive yourself, you can't change the fact, Wei Lan, I have no blood relationship with you, and I will never be your brother in my life. Between you and me There have always been only two paths, either husband and wife, or strangers."
"You and I were supposed to be husband and wife."
Huan Heng approached her, Wei Lan's brows deepened, Huan Heng looked down at the person in front of her, raised his hand to hold her slender wrist, and rubbed it gently in his hand.
"Wei Lan, you should know that in Shengjing, even if a noble woman falls into the water and is rescued by someone, she is destined to marry that person. And what about you and me? If I know you are a woman, Wei Lan," he snapped He squeezed her wrist tightly, and said in a low voice: "You have been my wife for a long time, do you know that?!"
"Aheng," Wei Lan's face remained motionless, but there was pity in her eyes: "Can't you let go?"
"How do you want me to let go?" Huan Heng looked at her coldly: "Weilan, why do you think I let you go back to Shengjing? Because I think it would be too sad for a man like you to be besieged by me in the backyard all your life." .But you're a woman."
"So?" Wei Lan raised her eyebrows, Huan Heng looked at her indifferent appearance, got angry, and said angrily: "Then my kindness will become to fulfill you and Xie Zichen?! Wei Lan, through my friendship Are you proud of living together with your lover? Look, Huan Heng is such a fool, he loves you so much, so you use this to hold him back!"
"Do you think..." Wei Lan's eyes showed surprise, "I went back to Shengjing to thank Zichen?!"
"Isn't it?!" Huan Heng yelled angrily: "You are a woman, do you really have any idea of immortality? If it weren't for the fall of the Changxinhou Mansion and his incompetence, how could you be raped as a woman?" Forced to take such a risk?!"
Wei Lan: "..."
Men in this world think exactly the same way.
She digested it for a while, resisted the urge to curse, and finally said: "Ah Heng, you probably forgot about Tang Mo, right?"
Huan Heng was taken aback for a moment, Wei Lan saw that his expression softened, and continued, "Ah Heng, it's not only men who have ambition. I have it too."
Huan Heng didn't speak, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Wei Lan understood.
"Aheng," she sighed softly, "Actually, you understand it in your heart. I made it very clear back then, you just don't want to let go."
"I… "
"Aheng," Wei Lan raised her hand to hold his hand, and said gently: "Don't make any more excuses, you just don't want to let go."
unwilling to let go.
Can't let go.
In fact, there is no reason.
Not because she was a woman who gave him hope, or because of any other excuse, just that he wanted this person, wanted this person like crazy. He has been suppressing himself and controlling himself all the time. He knows that he shouldn't disturb her, but he is always trying to get her to think like a child.
Whether it is talking about breaking up the relationship, or giving Jingzhou to her, doing everything is actually just saying hello carefully in an extreme way.
Alan, you care about me, care about me a little bit.
He didn't dare to face such a weak heart, he wanted to get close to her, but he was afraid of destroying her. He has hurt her once, and he is afraid of a second time.
But he was sad, he was not reconciled, all the emotions accumulated in his heart, only one point, any point, could explode violently.
Even if she wasn't a woman, sooner or later, there would be a trigger point for such crazy thoughts to sweep in.
Wei Lan looked at him quietly, watching his emotional changes, tears slowly accumulated in his eyes.
She smiled gently and exerted force on his hand.
He desperately wanted to grab her, but she mercilessly moved his hand away from her wrist bit by bit.
"Aheng," she said softly and cruelly, "I don't like you anymore."
Huan Heng burst into tears, Wei Lan let him go, and continued: "Take a good rest, I'm going home."
After speaking, Wei Lan turned and left.
Huan Heng stood alone by the table, like an abandoned child.
When he was young, he often lost his temper with Wei Lan. When he got into trouble, he would always pouted and stood there quietly. No matter how angry Wei Lan was, after walking a few steps, she would always stop, turn around, and then When she saw his expression, she sighed slightly, came over to hold him gently in her arms, and coaxed him gently.
"I was wrong, don't be angry, okay?"
She always said that.
This time he didn't need her to say she was wrong, to coax him, to hold him in his arms.
He just wanted her to stop and turn her head.
That's all.
However, the man left calmly, opened the door and walked away without looking back.
The peach blossoms flew in, Huan Heng closed his eyes, tears fell silently.
Wei Lan came back from Huan Heng's place, just entered the room when she saw Xie Zichen sitting by the bed, he seemed to have been sitting for a long time, with a slumped face.
Wei Lan was stunned for a moment, feeling pity in her heart, and walked up to Xie Zichen cautiously, half bent down, and said gently: "Zichen, what's wrong?"
"Huh?" Xie Zichen raised his head, saw Wei Lan, and immediately restrained all his emotions: "Are you back now?"
"You wait for me at home, of course I will come back early."
"Where's Huan Heng?"
Xie Zichen frowned, according to Huan Heng's posture today, it didn't look like he would let Wei Lan back so easily.
Wei Lan smiled: "When the beast is poked in the wound, it usually rests first and licks the wound clean."
"What about after you lick it clean?"
"Just look," Wei Lan said with coldness in her eyes, "What kind of beast is this?"