Wei Lan rushed all the way to Huazhou, and as soon as she reached the gate, she saw someone standing there. He was wearing a black embroidered crane gown and a crane cloak, holding a stove in his hand, waiting there from a distance, when Wei Lan's horse stopped in front of him, she couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth: "Why did you come so early?"
"I want to come sooner, here I come." Xie Zichen raised his hand to her, trying to help her off the horse, but Wei Lan turned over neatly, handed the horse to Bai Zhi behind him, and walked side by side with him. Stopped, although Wei Lan traveled all the way through wind and rain, and her body was also stained with dirt and dust, but she still had a calm posture and did not look embarrassed. Xie Zichen glanced at her, took her hand, and put the stove into her hand. She has a cold body, and she has been like this since she was studying. The north is cold and cold. Before he came to wait for her, he asked someone to prepare a heater.
The warmth penetrated from the palm of her hand, opening every inch of Wei Lan's pores. She had never been taken care of so carefully before. Wei Lan couldn't help being a little surprised, but she still felt at ease. After seeing each other again after dozens of days, Wei Lan felt that, Xie Zichen was a little more handsome. She couldn't help but smiled and said, "You seem to have grown taller again?"
"Huh?" Xie Zichen was a little surprised why she said that suddenly, and when he turned his head and saw that she had only reached his chin, he understood what she meant. When we first met, she seemed to be a little taller than him, but now three years have passed, but she didn't seem to have moved much, he didn't know why, he was secretly happy, nodded and said: "En."
After finishing speaking, he felt that he should talk more, and when he met his sweetheart, he should please her more. But he didn't know what to say, so he said, "How are you going to deal with it in the north?"
Hmm, I really want to slap myself.
As soon as the words came out, Xie Zichen realized his stupidity. He should have asked if you were cold with so little clothes, and when she said it was cold, he would untie the crane cloak outside for her, put it on her, and wrap her with his own breath. If she said it wasn't cold, he said, you should take care of yourself more, because you will suffer when you get old.
He is so witty, but why can't he say anything
Xie Zichen deeply reflected on himself, and Wei Lan immediately got to the point: "Ah Heng intends to use war to support war, but I have no suggestion. I have already sent a memorial to the court, saying that if I don't send food and armaments, then I will go directly to Di Jie , and then turned around to attack Huazhou. Today I came to Huazhou to fetch food," said Wei Lan, turning her head to look at Xie Zichen, and said with a smile, "Xie Yushi probably understands how to make a choice, right?"
"I know." Xie Zichen nodded: "Your Majesty's move, I and Xie's family disagree, I have made clear to His Majesty the important points before I came, but Your Majesty still refuses to believe that Huan Song will defect to the enemy, so I left Sheng Beijing, come to Huazhou. The governor of Huazhou is my second uncle, and I have already agreed with him to open a warehouse to borrow food. You can count today and take it away tomorrow.”
Well, I wanted to slap myself again.
After finishing speaking, Xie Zichen was deeply aware of his mistake. If Wei Lan really counted today, wouldn't she leave tomorrow
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Wei Lan, Wei Lan's eyes were a little funny: "When did you come?"
"A few days ago."
In fact, he has been here for more than ten days. His official way is not like that of Wei Lan, who needs to hide and hide. After coming, he has been wandering in Huazhou, wanting to sneak into Youzhou to see her, but he is reluctant. live.
Wei Lan nodded, holding the stove in her hand, she felt a little excited about Wuming: "It seems that Zichen is very urgent."
Xie Zichen: "..."
The two entered Huazhou all the way, Xie Zichen accompanied her to count the food and ordnance, and let her rest. Wei Lan glanced at the sky, it was already night, thinking of the situation on the battlefield, she shook her head and said, "No, I have to go back."
Xie Zichen looked at Wu Qing who was blind, no matter how calm he looked, he couldn't hide the traces left by exhaustion, Xie Zichen felt a slight pain in his heart, but he said, "Is it worth it?"
"What?" Wei Lan was stunned, and Xie Zichen persisted, "Is it worth it for Huan Heng?"
"It's not worth it or not." Wei Lan brushed back her fallen hair, watched the food being loaded into the carriage, and said calmly, "It's just doing what needs to be done."
As a courtier, you can't watch the turmoil in the north.
As a woman, she should protect the man she takes care of. Although she couldn't tell for a while whether this person was her brother or her future husband.
Thinking of this, Wei Lan couldn't help but think of the name Tang Mo, her thoughts paused for a second, and her mind went blank.
She seldom looked so dazed, as if there was something she couldn't solve. Xie Zichen stared at her, seeing her appearance, he stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, and sighed softly.
He has a scent that is unique to the Xie family, which is close to orchids. It is somewhat similar to the sachet she uses, but it is not the same. This scent smells light and stable, making people feel peaceful inside.
From Shengjing to Youzhou, from Youzhou to Huazhou, the journey of dozens of days was full of wind and rain, and she did not take a moment's rest. Being hugged so gently by this person, feeling his temperature and smelling his fragrance, she felt for a moment, as if the wind and rain were isolated by him, making her heart warm, and she didn't have to think about anything.
"Alan," he sighed softly, "stay and sleep, okay?"
There seemed to be pleading in his voice, obviously he was such a clear and cold person, obviously such a smooth and steady tone, but it softened people's hearts.
"On the battlefield..."
"You leave the paperwork, so that my second uncle can hand over the matter to His Majesty. I will help you count tonight, and let them go to Youzhou first. You can sleep for a night, and then go there as soon as possible tomorrow, okay?"
The plan he said did not affect the process, Wei Lan pursed her lips, and couldn't help laughing: "Then thank you Zichen."
Xie Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, let her go, and asked someone to come up to guide her, and then said, "You go back and wash up first, and I'll go back after I finish counting."
Since she wanted to rest, Wei Lan was not pretentious, she nodded and turned to leave. Xie Zichen looked at the slender figure quietly, refusing to move his eyes away, until the man disappeared completely, Xie Tong couldn't bear it anymore, and reminded: "My lord, he has already left."
"Yeah." Xie Zichen nodded, looked away, watched the people deliver the food to the carriage bag by bag, and said calmly: "She has lost weight."
Xie Tong: "..."
Since coming to Huazhou, my young master has become more open to concealing his nature day by day.
Wei Lan followed the maid into the room, where Xie Zichen's clothes were still hanging, the maid respectfully explained the reason to her, because she didn't know that Wei Lan was going to rest, so she didn't clean the room, and let her and Xie Zichen spend the night. It was just a night's sleep, so Wei Lan didn't think too much about it. She asked the maid to fetch water, took off the breastplate she put on her chest, untied the bandage, and entered the water.
She has been taking the medicine given by Lin Xia, coupled with being restrained for too long, her chest is almost flat, as if she is still a girl. On her chest were strangle marks from being restrained for too long, as if they were scars given to her by this world.
She is so tired.
Wei Lan stayed in the water, quietly watching herself and her body in the water.
In Daliang, she had a perfect body, a pair of beautiful twin peaks, but at this moment, she looked at her chest, and for some reason, she felt a huge disgust.
After coming here for a long time, she also began to be assimilated, began to learn to be weak, and began to fall in love with being pampered. What did she think when she met Xie Zichen
No matter men or women, if you pamper and pamper them, you will naturally become weak.
She didn't spoil Xie Zichen, but Xie Zichen sneaked into her life invisible. She promised to stay away from him, but when he hugged her today, she unexpectedly made a strange mistake and didn't push him away.
If you don't like someone, you shouldn't accept the other person's kindness, and you shouldn't take advantage of the other person's feelings. Her comfort at the moment, sitting in the warm water to wash her body, was simply because Xie Zichen was helping her.
Thinking of this, Wei Lan couldn't help but gave a wry smile, dipping her face into the water.
Does she want to live like this for the rest of her life
Thinking of such a thought, she felt terrified. But she is too clear that in this era, it can only be like this.
If she was still in her teens, if she hadn't experienced court and struggle, she would probably still have the idea of changing the world. But she is not a child, she has carried out reforms, experienced reforms, the Great Liang Xuzi Rebellion was caused by the reforms, and the appearance of her master's body hanging in front of the city gate for ten days is still vivid in her mind.
The reform is still like this, changing the cognition of a world for thousands of years, that road is too difficult, she can't finish it, and she can't walk it. At most, she started on this difficult road.
Standing up from the water, Wei Lan sighed, a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in her mind, what would happen if Huan Heng knew that she was a woman? What would Xie Zichen do if he knew that he was a woman
She imagined that if she was in Daliang, she would know that a man disguised as a woman was lurking beside her, and she was interested in that man...
She probably would break that man's arm and raise him like a canary.
Such thoughts made Wei Lan shudder. She quickly shook off the absurdity in her mind, changed her clothes, and went back to bed. After checking all the equipment on her body, she lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Sleeping in the middle of the night, she didn't know how long, she vaguely heard the sound of someone opening the door, after a while, the man rolled up the curtain, the moonlight fell through the curtain, he stood under the moonlight, quietly looking at her.
Wei Lan opened her eyes dimly, and said with difficulty: "You're back?"
There was still sleepiness in her voice, and the other party unconsciously bent his eyebrows and responded, "Yes."
She was relieved, it was Xie Zichen.
He seemed to have washed before entering the room, his body was very dry and slightly cool. She hid for a while, and he noticed it, and leaned out, and when he warmed up, she also fell asleep.
Xie Zichen looked at this person in the moonlight, he hadn't seen him for dozens of days, and when she woke up tomorrow morning, she didn't know how long it would take to see him again. In the past, he didn't feel it when he saw it every day, but suddenly he didn't see it for such a long time, and he didn't know when he saw it. The anxiety in his heart was like a fire, which made him restless. So he took sick leave and came to the border. He rushed over with stars and moon, and wanted to meet her in the fastest way.
When I saw it, I didn't know how to express it, like a young man, so uneasy and green.
But in his two lifetimes, he is already forty years old, but he feels that in this relationship, he is no different than when he was a teenager, he is just as worried about gains and losses, and he is just as persistent and restless. If there is any difference, it may just be that he is more patient and able to wait than when he was a teenager.
If it was him...
Huan Heng should have been assassinated long ago.
Xie Zichen sighed, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart, thinking how could he fall in love with such a person, flirtatious, ignorant of warmth and coldness.
Such sadness made him couldn't help stretching out his hand, feeling that the person in front of him was about to disappear before his eyes. He grabbed her into his arms, he didn't feel her clothes on, he took off his coat and lay on the bed, the two of them were leaning against each other, Xie Zichen clearly noticed that two years had passed, and the gap between their figures was getting bigger and bigger. Wei Lan has slender bones and a slender figure, while he is obviously much bigger than her. She was hugged tightly in his arms and his legs were wrapped around hers. It felt like he was hugging not a seventeen-year-old boy, but It's like a little girl.
He reacted immediately, and couldn't help but blush, feeling that this matter was really tormenting and sweet to him. He bowed slightly, not letting his body touch her, afraid that she would notice, but he couldn't help but put his upper body against her, and kissed her forehead when she was sleeping soundly.
Wei Lan was really tired.
Sleeping incense was lit in the room, and she knew that Xie Zichen was by her side. For some reason, as long as she thought of Xie Zichen by her side, she felt extra at ease, so she fell into a deep sleep. Xie Zichen looked down at the ignorant sleeping face of the man under the moonlight, and couldn't help laughing for a while.
There was a bit of sourness in the smile.
"Alan..." He sighed softly, touched her lips, finally lay down, hugged her, and closed his eyes in an extremely possessive posture.
When Wei Lan woke up the next day, Xie Zichen rarely got up after her.
She found that the other party was hugging her tightly and sleeping deeply, and there was something behind her against her, she couldn't help but her mind went blank for a moment, and she froze for a while.
When she was studying in the past, she shared the bed with Xie Zichen, and often woke up to such a scene, but she was used to it. But she has never been in such a state, and Wei Lan couldn't help but panic. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
In this case, is she sullying Xie Zichen's innocence? Should she be responsible for Xie Zichen? But she hasn't decided whether she likes Xie Zichen or not, isn't it very irresponsible to just do that
All kinds of noises in her head made her feel guilty for a moment, swallowed, and carefully crawled out of the bed. This was probably the best time in her life when she practiced flexibility. She was too afraid of disturbing Xie Zichen. Almost propping up his body with his fingers, he straddled Xie Zichen, then picked up the clothes he had left before going to bed, and ran out in a hurry.
After she went out, Xie Zichen slowly opened his eyes, but couldn't help laughing out loud.
After Xie Tong saw Wei Lan going out, he pushed the door open and entered the room, and heard his son's laughter like a spring falling into a rock, Xie Tong couldn't help but said: "Your master?"
Xie Zichen sat up, looked up at Xie Tong, waved his hands helplessly and said, "Let someone serve Wei Shizi to wash up."
"Well... okay," Xie Tong observed Xie Zichen, he rarely saw Xie Zichen's expression of joy and anger, so he couldn't help saying: "My lord, are you alright?"
"It's okay." Xie Zichen restrained his laughter, but he still couldn't hide the smile in his eyes: "I just think there is someone who is really cute."
After Wei Lan struggled to climb out, she randomly found a room next door, changed her clothes, sorted out her mood, and finally went back to the room. Xie Zichen had already tidied up, and was sitting on the desk reading a book. When he saw her come in, he didn't look up, as if nothing happened to the embarrassment in the morning.
That's right, he was asleep, and he knew what happened
The embarrassment in Wei Lan's heart was much less, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Xie Zichen heard the sound, turned a page of the book, and said calmly, "Going?"
"Yeah." Wei Lan nodded with a smile, "Now I'm taking my farewell to Zichen."
"Let's go after breakfast."
"No," Wei Lan said with a smile, "If it's later, I won't be able to catch up."
"It's ready." The servants filed in with breakfast, Xie Zichen said lightly, "Let's eat first, we must eat."
Wei Lan looked at the prepared meal, but couldn't say no to it, so she sat down opposite Xie Zichen, after a quick sweep, said: "Xie Zichen's hospitality, my servant..."
"It's not good to ride a horse and go on the road directly after dinner. You should take a rest."
Xie Zichen looked down at Xiaocai in front of him, as if he was stating an objective fact, not trying to keep him. Wei Lan smiled wryly, and said directly: "Zichen doesn't want me to go?"
Xie Zichen paused, Wei Lan thought he would deny it, and was about to say something, but heard the other party say: "Yes."
Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment, unlike seeing him for dozens of days, Xie Zichen confessed much more frankly. Xie Zichen raised his eyes to look at her, her beautiful eyes reflected her appearance, Wei Lan shook his head, and then woke up from the other person's appearance, and said in embarrassment: "Zichen, don't seduce me like this anymore."
As she said that, she waved her hands and covered her face with her sleeves, as if afraid of seeing the other party, she said: "I have decided to change my past and stop being a prodigal son. I hope that I will forgive you."
Xie Zichen stopped the hand holding the food, squeezed the chopsticks tightly, suppressed his sudden anger, and said slowly, "Because of Huan Heng?"
Speaking of this name, Wei Lan was also stunned, and the playful mood just now was swept away. Along with this name came another name, Tang Mo.
Xie Zichen's presence always prevented her from thinking about the name, but when he mentioned Huan Heng, the name bit her heart like a poisonous snake.
Wei Lan's silence made Xie Zichen realize something was wrong, he pulled her hand off, frowned and said, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Wei Lan didn't speak, she turned her head to look to the north, and sighed, "Zichen, I have to go."
"Speak clearly." Xie Zichen held her wrist, many messages flashed through his mind, but he didn't know which one made Wei Lan like this. Wei Lan smiled, brushed him away and said, "Stop messing around, the battle is tight, so I'll go first."
"Is the war so tight?"
Xie Zichen looked at him coldly: "Where is Huan Heng, you will be in chaos if you are not in Youzhou for a day? I sent people to escort the food and grass. You are so urgent, why are you worried?"
"Aheng has always been careless. I'm not here, don't worry." Wei Lan's eyes were full of tenderness. When she mentioned Huan Heng, it was always like this, but this time, for some reason, there was a bit of sourness in her eyes.
When Xie Zichen heard these words, he froze for a moment.
No matter how patient he was, no matter how he told himself to endure, no matter how he told himself to plot slowly, he still had such a proud heart.
There is no room for half-sharing of feelings, and no room for feelings to be treated with disdain.
But he had no choice, this person slapped his face one after another, making him so angry that even if he wanted to kill this person, he didn't have any courage to do it.
He didn't speak, Wei Lan saluted, then turned and left. When the people walked away, Xie Tong came back to pack his things, and seeing Xie Zichen sitting there, the air pressure was so low that it could be cooled, Xie Tong couldn't help but persuade him: "Young master, don't hold back your anger, you will ruin yourself."
"I am not angry."
Xie Zichen looked calm. After speaking, he turned and left.
In the afternoon, Xie Ling, the governor of Huazhou, found Xie Tong, handed a list to Xie Tong and said, "After you go back, give this list to my second brother. This is something his son broke while practicing swords here. Let him break it." Remember to compensate me according to the price."
"Huh?" Xie Tong was stunned, and after taking a glance at the list, he immediately went to the courtyard where Xie Zichen used to practice swords. From a long distance away, he saw his son's sword energy was like a rainbow, and there were gravels all around him.
Xie Tong's face immediately became ugly.
This is not angry? ! !
Isn't this fucking angry? ! !
If you feel angry, you will go to Huazhou to chop Huan Heng! !
He held these words in his heart, but he couldn't say anything. He is just a little bodyguard, bookboy and servant, if he really dares to say such things, Xie Zichen will kill him if he is the next one.
When Xie Zichen was furious and connected his sword, Wei Lan had already caught up with the team escorting food and grass. She had two days left to arrive at Tusu City, and Huan Heng couldn't bear it any longer.
Huan Song had already been sent to the Valley of the Medicine King, and he was ordered to become the head coach when he was in danger, but except for the direct descendants of the Huan family, almost no one else could do anything about him. Sitting in the Marshal's Mansion, Huan Heng looked at Tang Nanlou beside him, and said coldly, "Are you ignoring me when I tell you to go to Baicheng? This is the first day, why is the Thirteenth Battalion still not leaving?"
"Marshal," Tang Nanlou said with a helpless expression, "It's not that the Thirteenth Battalion won't leave, it's just that the food isn't clean recently, and the entire barracks is vomiting and diarrhea, so they can't leave at all!"
"Put your mother's shit on!" Huan Heng stood up abruptly and yelled angrily, "Only your thirteenth battalion is vomiting and diarrhea, only your thirteenth battalion is sick, and you are also eating. Why are the other battalions not sick? ?!"
"Then why didn't the marshal transfer the people from other battalions away?" Tang Nanlou said with a straight face: "If you insist on letting a battalion who is sick leave Tusu City, the marshal's move is afraid that the hearts of the soldiers will be chilled? "
Other battalions…
Doesn't he want to? ! But which battalion is not the same as the thirteen battalions, and there are various reasons to shirk. Of the fourteen battalions, except for the fourth battalion of his Huan family, he couldn't control any of them. But what can he do? It is impossible for him to really transfer the direct descendants of the Huan family away from Tusu City. He can't control the army, and he dare not be the main force to resist the camp.
Tang Nanlou dared to say such things only because he saw this point. If he could command other battalions, he would have killed Tang Nanlou's demonstration long ago!
Huan Heng was panting, he clenched his fists and almost wanted to draw his sword.
But he can't, this is the legitimate son of the Tang family, and his father is not around. He had never felt that he had failed like this. He had always thought that he was the little general Huan who made his father proud, but at this moment he realized how weak and powerless he was.
He can't help it.
As the Grand Marshal of the world's soldiers and horses, he was so bullied by a lieutenant general, but there was nothing he could do.
This humiliation was deeply rooted in his heart, and he stared at Tang Nanlou so hard that he almost swallowed him alive. Huan Heng knew that, he knew so well that Tang Nanlou's behavior was only because he rejected the Tang family's marriage. As the eldest son of the Tang family, Tang Nanlou felt that he had slapped his Tang family in the face.
But he just wants to be with someone he likes.
The Tang family is so powerful, don't they think it's a slap in the face of the Huan family
But he couldn't say these words, Wei Lan was not there, he was by his side, but there was no one to talk to. The north where he grew up, for some reason, is so strange. He began to recall his former comrades-in-arms, but found that none of them were in Tusu City. In his past life, Wei Lan played such a big role that he rarely had friends, and when he did, they were not considered high-ranking or important.
Without his father, he, Little General Huan, has nothing.
This recognition clearly stimulated him, Tang Nanlou looked at the humiliated expression of the person in front of him with a smile, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "Marshal Huan, if it's okay, I'll go first?"
"You go."
Huan Heng felt something gnawing at his heart, he had never missed Wei Lan so much for a moment. He wanted to see Wei Lan, let the other party hug him, soothe the beast in his heart, he felt that he seemed to be unable to restrain himself, he felt that there was a terrible person who wanted to tear his body apart, from his body climb out.
"Back off..." He commanded his servants with a trembling voice. The servants looked at each other and left in a hurry. After everyone left, Huan Heng finally couldn't restrain himself, he put his arms around himself, imagined that Wei Lan was here, and hugged him tightly. He felt cold and scared. He shivered, bent down, and squatted down slowly.
"Alan..." He called that person's name, it was the first time that he hated himself so much, and he also began to hate that person.
Why do you treat him so well, why do you do so many things for him. A frontier soldier grows up in that knife and blood, she is so kind to her, in the past five years, she has shielded him from all the wind and rain, let him grow into what he is today, and then time hastily pushed him to In a cruel arena, either you die or I die.
But he has already broken his wings and smoothed his edges and corners by her beauty. He is so weak that he has no power to fight back against these wolves and tigers.
Big tears fell down, he was afraid of being seen.
He still remembered that when he was six years old, his father held him and stood on Tusu City. Tusu City was the highest and most dangerous mountain in the northern region. Standing on the top, he could see the past endlessly. At that time, his father said to him: "Ah Heng, look, this is your land, and you will be the king of the north when you are born."
Before meeting Wei Lan, he lived in the wind and rain, and Huan Song was violent, beating and scolding him frequently. He was born on the battlefield since he was a child, and he has been holding a knife since he can remember. He doesn't even remember when he went to the battlefield for the first time. He only remembers that he knew from a very young age that he would not live long and that he was the king of the northern border.
He is the eldest son of the Huan family and the heir to the 700,000 troops. All the sufferings are what he should bear, and only after being so cruelly polished can he have cocoons in his hands and be able to hold the sword of the Huan Family Army.
But that person came and gave him such a gentle time.
She protected him so well, he had never been wronged like this, if Wei Lan was there, if his father was there, how dare he, Tang Nanlou, treat him like this
But it was this kind of cognition that made him feel embarrassed. It made him realize so clearly that without Wei Lan and Huan Song, he, Little General Huan, is nothing.
How can such a self be worthy of the Huan family's blood? How can he be worthy of the son of Huan Song, the number one in Chu? How can it be worthy of the mountains and rivers in the north
Huan Heng held his own arms, feeling cold inside. He looked at the tears on the ground, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head.
"Alan." He said coldly, "I'm sorry."
He doesn't hate her, he appreciates her, he accepts her, he forgives her because she never knew what she did, because, he loves her.
He seemed to have finally made a decision and stood up. Wiping away his tears, he turned and went back to the room. He changed himself into red clothes, matching his sharp and clean lines, looking flamboyant and beautiful. He washed his face with clean water, asked someone to tie a hair crown on him, and then stepped out the door.
"Marshal, where are you going?"
The attendant had never seen Huan Heng like this before, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried. Huan Heng said calmly, "Tang House."
The attendant was stunned. Everyone knew about the news about the marshal and the Tang family. They thought they would continue to carry on for a while, but they didn't expect the marshal to bow his head so quickly. The attendant didn't dare to ask any more questions, he helped Huan Heng into the carriage, and went to the Tang residence.
After Huan Heng got into the carriage, he closed his eyes and kept rubbing the jade pendant on his waist.
It was given to him by Wei Lan, but at this moment, he felt that he was afraid to wear it.
When they arrived at the Tang residence, before getting out of the carriage, Huan Heng thought about it, put the jade pendant in the carriage, and then got out of the carriage. When the attendant rolled up the curtain, he saw the jade pendant on the carriage and couldn't help saying: "Marshal, your jade pendant fell off."
Huan Heng didn't look back. He waved his hand and said lightly, "No more."
When Huan Heng stepped into the Tang Mansion, Wei Lan was heading to Tusu City with food and grass. She was riding a horse, and beside her was a elder brother in his thirties, surnamed Zhang, everyone called him Zhang Mazi, he had been commander-in-chief for ten years, and his child was five years old. His wife and children were harmonious, and he was very loving. chatter.
He babbled all the way, desperately talking about his wife and daughter to Wei Lan, his words were full of pride, Wei Lan listened with a smile, and couldn't help being a little curious: "How did Brother Zhang think of marrying his sister-in-law back then?"
"I didn't intend to marry her at first," Zhang Mazi smiled, a little embarrassed: "I grew up with her as a childhood sweetheart, and we are so familiar, I never realized that I like her. You know, when I was young I know what I like and don’t like, that is, I always want to look at her. I usually stay together. I have known her for a long time and I am used to it. If I don’t see her for a day, my heart will be empty. At that time, I became a soldier, and she came to see her off. Me, I didn't think about anything. Later, when I returned from vacation, I heard that she was going to get married. "
Hearing this, Wei Lan's heart skipped a beat, feeling as if her thoughts had been distracted by something, and then said: "What happened next?"
"Later?" Zhang Mazi smiled: "When I heard about it, I was in a panic. When I thought that this person would no longer be in my care, I felt uncomfortable, so I immediately brought my mother to the door to propose marriage. .”
"At that time, Brother Zhang knew that he liked sister-in-law?"
"Where is it?" Zhang Mazi's eyes were full of complacency: "I like this thing, and it took me more than ten years to realize it. I didn't understand it at that time. I just think this person is mine, and I can't leave any regrets. Anyway. No matter what, I'm used to her, even if I don't like her, where can I go? I know I love her, I want to be with her, and I don't want her to go, that's enough. If she is really taken away , I am so sorry."
Hearing this, Wei Lan didn't speak. A new round of drizzle fell again, and Wei Lan's heart suddenly jumped.
"Brother Zhang," she said suddenly as if she had made some decision, "I suddenly remembered that I have someone to grab, so I'll go first."
After finishing speaking, before Zhang Mazi could react, he saw the whip being whipped by the person in front of him, and rushed out in a hurry.
The wind blew fiercely across Wei Lan's face, Wei Lan looked in the direction of Tu Su City, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
The worst thing is to live like this for the rest of your life, but if you really like it and someone snatches it away, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Ah Heng.
Wei Lan's eyes were deep, how could she give away the man she had raised for so many years
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[Small Theater 1. The Vinegar King Xie Si Daily Wife Abuse]
After Wei Lan got married, all the courtiers knew that she always slept in front of the house.
Wang Xi found it very strange, so she asked Wei Lan, and Wei Lan smiled and said, "Recently, I was watching stars at night at school, and the location in front of my house is just right for star watching."
Wang Xi found an astrologer and went to Wei Lan's house to have a look, and asked, "Is this place suitable for stargazing?"
The astrologer replied: "There are no stars here at all."
On the second day, Wang Xi and Lin Che made an appointment to find out. After drinking and parting with Wei Lan, she quietly followed Wei Lan.
Then I saw Wei Lan coming to her door, knocking on the door and saying: "Open the door, I am your prime minister, open the door."
A cold voice came from inside the door: "Do you know to come back?"
Wei Lan froze, and then showed a flattering smile that is rarely seen in front of others: "Zichen is waiting for me? I knew it, Zichen loves me the most."
"Who did you drink with?"
"Uh... I went with the Taifu, and I have some political affairs..."
"Is Wang Xi's drunken wine good?"
Wei Lan: "..."
"Does Lin Che's painting look good?"
Wei Lan: "..."
"Kneel outside for me!"
Wei Lan: "This, it's not so good... you want to kneel... let me in too?"
Xie Zichen was silent for a moment, and then said: "I can't bear to see you, you should sleep outside and reflect on it."
There was the sound of people walking away, Wei Lan sighed, and then saw the door open, and the people inside skillfully threw the bedding and matting out of the bed, and then closed it with a "bang".
Lin Che and Wang Xi looked at each other.
Lin Che said: "Why doesn't Ah Lan go to rest somewhere else, so obedient?"
But Wang Xi understood: "That's Xie Si, he let you fall asleep at the door, how dare you go anywhere else?"
Lin Che nodded: "Yes."
"But I think we have to worry about one thing more now," Wang Xi sighed, Lin Che was confused, Wang Xi patted Lin Che on the shoulder and said, "The copy from Yushitai may knock us out tomorrow." past."
As expected by Wang Xi, on the second day, the two were jointly reported to be drunk and rioting.
From then on, she never took Wei Lan to drink again.