Hearing Xie Zichen speak, Wei Lan paused holding the wine glass, and after a while, she smiled wryly: "I haven't heard anyone call me that for many years."
Xie Zichen didn't speak, he poured the wine into his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Are you qualified to ask me this sentence?" Wei Lan sneered, Xie Zichen paused slightly, and then smiled: "Are you blaming me?"
Before Wei Lan could speak, Xie Zichen suddenly raised his voice, and said angrily, "What right do you have to blame me? You hide from me, suspect me, doubt me, what right do you have to blame me? It's me who should blame me. My heart hangs on a person like you!"
"A person like me?" Wei Lan laughed lowly, looking up at him: "How am I? Xie Zichen, you should tell me clearly, what's the matter with me?"
"You think I blame you for keeping it from me? Xie Zichen, you underestimate me. Everyone has their own secrets, I can understand it, but what I'm dissatisfied with is that you keep saying that you should trust each other, but you never trust me. Xie Zichen, why do you think I am with you?"
Wei Lan stared at him, and there was anger in her tone that she didn't even notice. She never took these things to heart. She thought that she was just a grudge about this matter, but when she opened her mouth, there was something wrong. A gaffe that I didn't even realize.
"Because of your beauty? Because of your intelligence? Zichen, I used to be such a person, but when I came back from the north, the minute I promised you, what I valued was not these, but your sincerity."
"Don't I?" Xie Zichen frowned, but Wei Lan smiled: "The sincerity I want is not enough for you to like me, but wholeheartedly, trust me, accompany me, and love me. You tell me You gave me such sincerity, and I accepted it, but now I realize that Xie Zichen, in fact, you are not much different from other people."
"Wei Lan," Xie Zichen couldn't help laughing: "If you want such sincerity with me, do you have it again? Will you give it to me again?"
"I can't come to you now," Wei Lan said, but said, "But I didn't lie to you. I don't like you enough, I'm learning to like you. Haven't I told you these words?"
Xie Zichen didn't speak, but after a long time, he laughed out loud.
"Wei Lan," he said in a hoarse voice, "you are nothing but because I like you."
Wei Lan didn't speak, she poured a glass of wine and drank it down.
"I know you think it's unfair," Wei Lan said in a low voice, "If you want to go, I won't stop you. When can you wait, I have the fairness you want, and I can love me like you think you love me I love you, at that time, I came to pursue you. I don't think you will be so unhappy. "
"What do you mean?" Xie Zichen clenched her fists, Wei Lan turned her head and looked out the window, her heart was filled with boredom, a little bitter, a little wronged, and a little angry.
She didn't know what emotion it was, she was so weak that she felt disgusted. She looked at the luxuriant green leaves outside the window, aware of the arrival of summer, and slowly said: "I mean, since you think it's unfair, I can't give you this fairness, so we might as well just let it go, you go your own way , I cross my single-plank bridge."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen stood up, clenched his fists, and looked at her fiercely: "Say it again?"
Wei Lan braced herself and repeated hoarsely: "We count..."
Before he finished speaking, the other party suddenly pressed her to the ground and bit her up. Taking into account her injuries, he pressed her hands with both hands, clamped her under his legs, hung above her, and bowed his head in the air. She licked and bit her lips.
Wei Lan got angry for a while, and kicked her leg as soon as she raised her foot, and Xie Zichen pressed one foot across her leg.
After all, she had just recovered from a serious illness and had no energy. After being sucked and licked by him, she softened after a while. Xie Zichen sucked her lips so that her lips were red and swollen. Then she raised her head and gasped, "Say it again?"
Wei Lan panted lowly, her eyes were full of water, her hair was scattered around, and her pale complexion was flushed. She looked at him coldly, but softened a lot because of the sparkle in her eyes. Seeing her appearance, Xie Zichen couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly he lost his temper. He knew that she didn't like him much at first, and he was the one who planned to snatch him over, and he expected her to give him sincerity now. He doesn't have such unrealistic dreams.
But when he thought of this person breaking up when he said they would break up, without any sign of nostalgia, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, he lowered his head and kissed her earlobe again, listening to her panting, his hand holding her could not help but loosen and soften He said in a tone: "You can be the prime minister of Daliang Kingdom, isn't Daliang a small country?"
Hearing Xie Zichen mock Daliang, Wei Lan laughed angrily: "It's much bigger than Da Chu!"
Xie Zichen let out a low laugh, his voice was like gravel slipping through the silk, making people's heart itchy, Wei Lan seized the opportunity, turned over abruptly, pulled out Xie Zichen's belt and tied it to Xie Zichen's hands, Xie Zichen planned to Fighting back, Wei Lan suddenly heard the sound of breathing in due to pain, and couldn't help frowning: "Be careful."
Wei Lan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly tied the other end of the rope to the table leg, then sat on Xie Zichen, panting heavily. Xie Zichen also lost his playfulness, and she was still tied, urging: "Go back and lie down, you are still hurt."
Wei Lan didn't speak, this action had exhausted all her strength, she closed her eyes and rested for a while, cleared away the distracting thoughts in her mind, finally raised her hand, untied the rope for Xie Zichen, then stood up, intending to go back to bed.
Xie Zichen threw off the body tied to his hands, walked behind her, and carried her back to the bed. Wei Lan was lying on the bed, he covered her with a quilt, and she buried her head in the pillow, it was the first time that she felt that the court stick was such an embarrassing thing.
Xie Zichen knew that her self-esteem was damaged, and after a moment of silence, he finally said: "You know it's embarrassing, so you should be more careful, and don't be caught by the court."
Wei Lan responded in a low voice, Xie Zichen looked at the person buried in the pillow, couldn't help laughing, pulled her pillow away so that she wouldn't be bored in it, and asked softly, "What's your name?"
"Wei Lan."
"Which Wei, which Lan?"
"I am the Wei of Yiwei, the Lan of Shanlan."
"How old?"
Hearing Wei Lan's muffled voice, Xie Zichen suddenly felt that this person was like a child, so he couldn't help softening his voice, but Wei Lan asked back, "What's your name? How old are you?"
He always knew that this person could not lose his temperament emotionally, so he took the initiative to say: "I am Xie Zichen. I lived to be thirty-six years old, and then I was killed. When I woke up, I was twelve years old."
"So you are so old?" Wei Lan frowned, Xie Zichen felt a little nervous, "How old are you?"
"When I died, I was twenty-nine." Wei Lan sighed: "At that time, I was already the prime minister of Daliang. Daliang was turbulent in those years. My teacher and I cleaned up the court, assisted the young emperor, and reformed the tax system and military system. I left there. In 2009, it was the time when Daliang was about to rise. I originally planned to raise my troops for the Northern Expedition after three years of cultivating life and raising people."
After speaking, Wei Lan felt a little regretful, Xie Zichen listened quietly and nodded. When he became the regent, Da Chu had just quelled the chaos. He fought the prince all the way, assisted Su Cheng, fought Huan Heng, was suspected by Su Cheng, and then killed Su Cheng.
If Wei Lan's official career is a struggle of shedding blood for the country and the people, then his official career is a party struggle full of intrigues and schemes to fight each other for power.
Both of them wanted to be frank, and slowly talked about their past. From her childhood, Wei Lan became the young head of the Wei family, how she failed in the family struggle and was sent to the north, and how she made a comeback and returned to Shengjing. Sitting in Dali Temple, then investigating Yan's family, gaining the emperor's trust, and accompanying the teacher to promote the reform, but was wiped out by the Conservative Party. When her teachers and friends were hung on the tower for ten days, how could she kneel at the enemy's feet and respect each other? for the teacher. She forbears it, she makes a plan and moves later, relying on her extraordinary ability to gain a foothold in the court, and then her party grows stronger, she assists the young emperor to ascend the throne, and uses the reform as an excuse to clear the court, the reform has been implemented for four years, and the people have benefited. The world is at peace, the north dare not invade, but she reformed the military system, just waiting for the army to go north.
"But I never thought that a person like me would die in the mouth of a poisonous snake." Wei Lan smiled wryly: "Time is also fate."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen couldn't help laughing. He held her hand and said softly, "I think it's because God wants you to come into this world and be with me."
Wei Lan didn't speak, and after a while, she looked up at him, he was handsome and handsome, with a caressing expression in his brows, Wei Lan turned sideways, buried her face in his hands, but asked, "Aren't you angry anymore? "
"Angry," Xie Zichen sighed, "But I'm not a child, and I won't miss the overall situation just because of anger."
He pulled her hair behind her ears, and said helplessly: "In the future, don't say such angry words casually. If you say such words, it will hurt people's hearts."
"I'm not talking angry." Wei Lan looked up at him: "I never speak angry. I can't give this emotional fairness. If you want fairness, then I won't delay you."
Xie Zichen looked at her, feeling annoyed and funny, you said this person, he knew that such words hurt others, and it's not like he didn't understand, but she still wanted to speak frankly.
"You say that, if I leave, won't you be sad?"
"Sad," Wei Lan didn't hide it, and said directly, "But I can't lie to you. I have to make it clear what I want and what I can give you."
Facing such a frank person, Xie Zichen was speechless for a moment.
He raised his hand and rubbed her head, sighed: "Don't worry, I won't go."
"Don't you think it's unfair?" Wei Lan was a little puzzled, and Xie Zichen smiled: "In a relationship, one party must suffer a bit. Just don't let me suffer for the rest of your life."
Xie Zichen's words made Wei Lan stunned, and she didn't know why, she always felt that she wanted to spoil the other party, but suddenly found that in the relationship between the two of them, this person was the one who always spoiled her one.
She looked into his beautiful eyes, those eyes were like a clear spring, and the spring breeze blew, and the flowers were flying. She lowered her eyes, held his hand, and said slowly, "Thank you."
She knew that she was not a good person, and she also knew that she was too stingy when it came to feelings. But she thought that one day, she would repay this person's affection.
"Alan," he said softly, "I've told you what I have to say, and we haven't hidden anything since then, so can you trust me more in the future?"
Wei Lan pursed her lips: "I'm not lying to you, I can't trust you completely now, but one day," she looked up at him, "I will give my heart to you."
"Okay," Xie Zichen raised the corner of his mouth involuntarily, "I'll wait for you."
He has always been good at waiting.
The two chatted casually for a while, Xie Zichen told her about the situation in the court, Su Cheng threatened him as Xie Zichen expected, and joined eleven ministers from the prince's side in succession. The Dali Temple of the Ministry of Punishment is all from the side of Sucheng. If these ministers are really sent to prison, the crown prince will inevitably be hurt.
"Then what are you going to do?" Wei Lan frowned, "Hand over Yan Lan?"
"That's the end of the story." Xie Zichen moved the pillow for her to make her lie down more comfortably: "I'm going out with Yanlan because I don't want my wife anymore."
Wei Lan was a little happy when she heard this, but she still said with a straight face: "The marriage has not been settled yet, so be more reserved!"
However, Xie Zichen focused his attention in another direction, and said with a smile, "Aren't you annoyed when I call you Madam?"
"Annoyed!" Wei Lan deliberately showed a vicious expression: "Why don't you and I combine together, and I will be your wife for a while, but I want to be the master of the house!"
Hearing these words, Xie Zichen couldn't help but smile in his heart, but he still said with a straight face: "What do you mean?"
Wei Lan struggled to prop herself up, raised Xie Zichen's chin with her hands, and said with a teasing smile, "Come on, call your wife, be good."
Xie Zichen laughed out loud, but he still supported himself, pulled her away from the hand holding his chin, helped her to lie down, and said calmly: "It's all hurt like this, so don't pretend to be flirtatious."
If you can't even climb up, don't pretend.
Wei Lan crawled sullenly, feeling a little unhappy. Xie Zichen continued to talk to her: "Since you are determined to overturn the case for Marquis Yongchang, then overturn it."
"Aren't you afraid of Su Cheng's revenge?"
"Then let's die, everyone. His Highness the Third Prince has fallen. Let's support a new one."
Xie Zichen said it easily, Wei Lan thought for a while, but she took Xie Zichen's hand and said in a low voice, "I'm not unsure."
"I know." Xie Zichen said softly: "Now I will send someone to look after the Duke of Zhen. As long as the Duke of Zhen does not fall, the crown prince will not fall."
"I've already edited the book for Huan Heng," Wei Lan lowered her eyes, "I'm waiting for his reply. If he agrees, even if Duke Zhen falls, we'll be fine."
Hearing Wei Lan mention this person, Xie Zichen felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"After this matter is over," Xie Zichen continued, "the matter of the military reform must be put on the agenda."
Huan Heng's power is too great, it is a hidden danger after all. If Huan Heng helps the prince this time, apart from Wei Lan's face, he must ask the prince to promise him something.
Wei Lan nodded, thought for a while, and asked someone to bring a pen and paper, added a letter, and packed her brother Wei Xiong along with the letter to the north.
"Wei Xiong?" Xie Zichen frowned, "Is he still young?"
"Don't underestimate him," Wei Lan laughed, "This kid is crazy."
The two discussed for a while, and Xie Zichen saw that Wei Lan was tired, so he let her go to bed and went to work by himself. Wei Lan slept all afternoon, and when she woke up it was already night, she opened her eyes and saw Wei Hua sitting in front of her.
Wei Hua is different from usual. He wore men's clothing and wiped off his usual makeup. He is tall and tall, and his indistinguishable face is full of heroism. Standing next to Wei Lan, the two faces are almost identical, but they are very different. It is easy to identify male and female.
Seeing him sitting in the room like this, Wei Lan understood what he meant. Wei Lan supported herself to get up, asked Ran Mo to give her a cushion, and leaned on the bed, her handsome brows were a bit bitter: "Brother is here today, what do you plan to ask for from Ah Lan?"
"I heard that you are going to send Wei Xiong to the north." Wei Hua said without covering up his original voice.
After getting older, Wei Hua actually didn't dare to stand beside Wei Lan anymore, because when the two were compared, the yin and yang would stand out. The whole family is worried about this matter, even Wei Lan is a little helpless. Hearing Wei Hua's words, Wei Lan nodded: "Indeed."
"I want to go north."
Wei Huaguo broke his mouth, Wei Lan was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Why do you think so?"
"Alan, I was weak when I was young. I'm not stupid, so I know what's going on in the mansion, but I don't know what to do. I really like women's clothing, but it's just because it's beautiful, but it doesn't mean that I It’s like a woman’s heart.”
"I always wanted to protect you and my family, but I couldn't do it. When I was young, whenever I thought about the future, I panicked and just wanted to cry. But you are different. Since you were seven years old, you have been practicing martial arts and studying hard. , I looked at you and thought, as an older brother, I can't lose to you. But I can't always beat you, so I always follow behind you. "
"When you were twelve years old, you went north to the frontier and left a letter. I read your letter and cried all night. That night I was thinking, as a man, how could I be so cowardly and useless? I You can't do anything, you want the position of the crown prince, you want freedom, I can tell, then I will give it to you. But that night," Wei Hua closed his eyes with pain on his face: "That kind of weakness and incompetence But I will always remember the feeling. When you were away, I practiced martial arts and read poetry and books diligently. Now you want to send Xiong to the frontier, I can't protect you, but at least I can protect Xiong."
"Brother..." Wei Lan leaned on the couch, feeling sore in her heart. When she came to this world, if there was anyone she was sorry for, it was probably this elder brother. The more she got to know him, the more guilty she felt. Wei Lan stood up and walked barefoot in front of Wei Hua who was kneeling on the ground, and said hoarsely: "If you want to return to your identity..."
"I don't want it," Wei Hua smiled, with some helplessness in his eyes: "I can see clearly where you are. Although I am not mediocre, I will definitely not be able to face this situation. Alan, the eldest son of the Changxinhou Mansion, Or it can only be you."
"Then how do you go to the frontier? As the eldest lady of the Changxinhou Mansion?" Wei Lan said hoarsely, Wei Hua pursed his lips, and said slowly: "The eldest lady of the Changxinhou Mansion is dead. Changxinhou Mansion has nothing to do with it, it's just Wei Hua."
Wei Lan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, squeezed Mo Mo's hand, and continued: "What about Lin Xia?"
"I'll talk to her myself."
"Brother," Wei Lan finally said, "I will give you back the position of this son."
If there was anyone in the Marquis of Changxin who should start over and leave this place, it shouldn't be Wei Hua. However, Wei Hua smiled and said helplessly, "Alan, I am your brother."
It's brother, I should have done more for you.
But for so many years, he couldn't do anything, instead he had to rely on his younger sister to support the Hou Mansion. Wei Lan didn't know what was wrong, her eyes were a little sore, Wei Hua looked at her, and suddenly made a big salute, and said slowly: "Tomorrow Wei Hua will escort Mr. Wei to leave the capital. Your son will take care of you in the future, and I hope that when you return to Beijing, you can see your son make great progress and become an extremely human minister."
As he spoke, Wei Hua stretched out his sleeves, kowtowed deeply, then stood up and turned around resolutely.
Wei Lan looked at the man's back and couldn't help shouting: "Brother!"
Wei Hua stopped walking, Wei Lan let go of Ran Mo and supported her hand, her wide sleeves spread out, trembling body, she knelt down slowly, her left hand pressed her right hand on her forehead, and gave Wei Hua a big salute.
"Weilan owes you a debt, and it's hard to repay in this life. May you go here and show your grand plans, and be peaceful and safe."
As she said that, Wei Lan kowtowed, but she didn't get up again. Wei Hua didn't look back, he responded hoarsely and strode away.
Wei Lan knelt in the room and didn't get up for a long time.
After Wei Hua walked out a few steps, he saw Lin Xia waiting there. Lin Xia was still in a daze, Wei Hua walked up to her and saw her standing in front of him without saying a word.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Wei Hua opened his mouth, but Lin Xia didn't speak for a long time, but he said hoarsely: "I have taken a fancy to the Zhang family's house in the east of the city, and I have negotiated the price with them. I can take it off."
Soon, we will be married.
Wei Hua heard what she meant, but said: "I'm sorry..."
"Do you know how many people die every year on the battlefield?" Lin Xia looked down at his white hands. He held the sword with distinct joints. In the past, she always laughed at him as a girl, so he used a round fan to cover his face and joked with her. But when he changed into men's clothes and picked up the sword, she suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with such a girly Wei Hua. She is the number one doctor in the imperial medical office, she can afford him, and with Wei Lan protecting him, he can live in peace and stability for the rest of his life.
What are you going to do on the battlefield
What if you go and can't come back
"I know." Wei Hua said softly, "I'll be fine."
Lin Xia sniffed, but said, "Ah Hua, did you think about me when you made this decision?"
"Thought about it." Wei Hua watched her tears fall, raised his hand to wipe away her tears, and said softly, "It's because I think of you that I don't want to live like this for the rest of my life."
Lin Xia was stunned, she looked up at him blankly, Wei Hua's eyes were bitter, he said softly: "Ah Xia, I also want to buy you a house, and I want to protect you, and you marry you too."
"But I don't need..." Lin Xia burst into tears: "I just want you to be well, you go to that place, in case you fail to come back, have you ever thought about what should I do?"
"If I really can't come back," Wei Hua smiled wryly, "Then you should find someone else to marry."
"Wei Hua!"
Lin Xia slapped him on the face, and Wei Hua was turned sideways by her. He lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Lin Xia didn't know what to say, she couldn't stop him, with such a proud temperament in his bones, how could he allow himself to stay behind women for the rest of his life
For a long time, she closed her eyes and clenched her fists: "Go."
She gritted her teeth: "Go to the battlefield, I won't wait for you."
"A Xia," Wei Hua said with sourness in his eyes, "Don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Lin Xia opened her eyes: "You didn't think about me when you made this decision, so don't expect me to wait for you. If I meet someone I like, I will be with him. You and go!"
Wei Hua didn't speak. After a long time, he sighed, took Lin Xia into his arms, and said softly, "I'll leave Changxinhou's Mansion to you, and you can help me look after it. Come back and marry you."
Lin Xia didn't speak, but gritted his teeth, tears fell down.
Wei Hua didn't dare to hug him anymore, he was afraid that if he saw this man's tears again, he wouldn't be able to leave. He bowed his head and kissed her forehead, and said softly: "Axia, I love you."
After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand decisively, and left with the sword in hand.
Lin Xia looked at the tall figure with tears in his eyes, like a pine and cypress in a mountain, with a sharp blade out of its sheath. She finally couldn't help it and cried out.
"Wei Hua, you bastard! You bastard!" Standing behind him, she roared, "I won't take care of your Wei family, I won't wait for you, if you come back alive, I'll remarry immediately!"
Wei Hua didn't look back, he walked out step by step with red eyes. Walking to the door, Wei Xiong stood in front of the horse, and said with some concern: "Brother, actually I don't need..."
"Let's go." Wei Hua got on his horse and rode away first. Seeing that she could no longer see anyone, Lin Xia couldn't help but knelt down on the ground and cried bitterly.
Wei Lan heard Lin Xia's crying outside, and dared not get up for a long time.
"Your Majesty," Ran Mo couldn't help but hoarse, "Eldest Young Master will be fine."
She knew he would be fine.
But it was also the first time for her to know that every step she took these years was based on the sacrifice of others.
Her heart was sore, but she was used to hiding and restraining, and when she wanted to shed tears, she couldn't shed a single drop.
She closed her eyes and sighed. Ran Mo helped her up, and Wei Lan crawled back on the bed without saying a word.
While Wei Lan was recuperating from her injuries, the prince and Su Cheng had a fierce battle of wits. Wei Lan asked people to write the story of Marquis Yongchang into a script, which was circulated everywhere, and even bought a troupe to sing and perform everywhere. Then he asked Yan Lan to go to Shuntian Mansion in person to beat the drums and express his grievances under the witness of everyone.
For a while, the case of Marquis Yongchang was raging among the people. Su Cheng and others tried their best to get the people from the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Criminal Justice to destroy the evidence. However, under the pressure of public opinion, they couldn't do too much. Xie Zichen single-handedly investigated the case, and directly sent Zhang Cheng, Chen Hesheng and others to prison. Su Cheng secretly found Xie Zichen, first threatened and then lured, Xie Zichen remained motionless, and Su Cheng simply sent killers, wave after wave.
Xie Zichen was afraid of hurting Wei Lan, so he moved back to Xie's mansion. The ever-present killer gave Xie Zichen a headache. He guessed that Su Cheng was probably ruthless, and asked Wei Lan and others to send someone to protect the officials on the prince's side. Su Cheng couldn't do anything in secret, so he caught the crown prince's handle on the surface, and sent eleven officials to jail.
All of a sudden, the people in the court were panicked, and even the crown prince couldn't bear it anymore, so he came to Xie Zichen and said, "Young minister, why don't we stop here. At this moment, there is no one in the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple, and Master Zhang is inside..."
Xie Zichen took a sip of tea and said lightly, "Are they wronged?"
The prince was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Although it is not wronged, but it can't happen at this time. I don't have many people in my hands now, and we have to wait for us to replace them in the future."
What the crown prince thought was similar to what Xie Zichen thought. Most of the people on the prince's side have a handle. Although they are not important people, they will have an influence after all, and they will hurt their muscles and bones. What Xie Zichen meant was to find suitable people on his side and gradually replace this group of people.
As a result, this time for the case of Yan Lan, although Zhang Cheng and Chen Hesheng were taken down, they were not much better. It is also a good thing for both parties to let it go.
But now that Xie Zichen has made a move, he won't stop, and said: "Your Majesty doesn't have much time now, we don't have time to spend."
"Your Majesty won't have much time?" The crown prince was stunned, Xie Zichen nodded and said: "The news in the palace said that His Majesty is not well, I am worried that His Majesty may go at any time, and I will force the Third Highness to take advantage of His Majesty's presence." It's the shot. I'm afraid that when the palace changes, His Highness the Third Highness suddenly shows his hole cards, and we will be hopeless."
After hearing this, the prince nodded. Over the years, the crown prince has known that Xie Zichen is a master of planning, and has no doubts about his words. After Xie Zichen said these things to the prince, he asked someone to say hello to Xu Fu, and gave the emperor a little medicine to make everyone aware that the emperor was not in good health. In this way, he has a reason to let the prince start the war.
On the other side, Su Cheng was sitting in the mansion, surrounded by his own advisers and staff, Zhang Sheng knelt on the ground, and said viciously: "Your Highness, it is not a big deal for my father to go to prison, but doesn't Your Highness feel that the prince's position these years It's getting more and more stable, isn't His Highness already in the upper hand?"
Su Cheng played with the teacup, with an uncertain expression on his face, listening to Zhang Sheng continue: "His Royal Highness relies on the favor of the prime minister and His Majesty, but the crown prince is a descendant, and behind him is Duke Zhen who is deeply involved in the court. Although the crown prince represents Huan Heng's meaning, it is hard to predict whether she really cares about His Highness. Now His Highness still has an advantage in the court, and we have already arranged the people on the side of the Crown Prince. Your Majesty's body is not safe. , this matter is already the best time to do it, does His Highness really want to wait until the crown prince gradually erodes the power in His Highness's hands, and His Highness can't bear it anymore, and then do it again?"
"Then what do you want me to do?" Su Cheng smiled and said, his eyes were cold. Zhang Sheng was stared at by the snake-like eyes, gritted his teeth, but said: "Kill the Duke of Zhen, welcome His Majesty to heaven, and blame the Crown Prince."
Su Cheng didn't speak, and everyone present couldn't help but straighten their backs when they heard such words. One of the men in a black robe and a silver mask clenched his fists, hid in the darkness, and held his breath.
"Zhang Sheng," Su Cheng said quietly: "You dare to say such a thing, are you crazy because you want to save your father?"
"My father is a trivial matter." Zhang Sheng understood that Su Cheng was moved by his words, otherwise, with his temper, he would have been thrown out long ago. He became more calm and spoke very fast: "If your highness doesn't believe it, it doesn't matter if you let me kill my father with my own hands. I'm just afraid that your highness will miss the best time. Now we are already in the advantage. If we continue to wait, we can use Xie Zichen's method. If the court clashes head-on, I'm afraid we will lose the opportunity."
Su Cheng didn't speak, he thought quietly, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed out loud.
"Yes." He said coldly, "This Xie Zichen should die."
"Zhang Sheng," Su Cheng said softly, "How do you think Xie Zichen can die?"
"Wei Shizi and Xie Zichen have a very close personal relationship, Your Highness should use this as a test," Zhang Sheng said decisively: "We should let Wei Shizi offer advice on the matter of framing Xie Zichen."
"Then, what if Wei Shizi leaks our plan?"
"Your Highness, how can such an important matter really depend on Wei Shizi?" Zhang Sheng raised his head, looked at the man in black sitting in the dark, and said respectfully: "The key to this matter depends on this great talent." Yes. Wei Shizi is standing behind Huanheng, this matter is just a test of Wei Shizi's attitude. If Wei Shizi is on Xie Zichen's side, then after the matter is done, he must not stay. If Wei Shizi is on His Highness's side , it is not impossible for His Highness to regard Wei Shizi as a favorite minister."
After Zhang Sheng finished speaking, he looked at the man in black with burning eyes, waiting for the man in black's answer. The man in black picked up the wine glass, took a sip, his eyes showed cruelty, as if he had made some decision, and finally said: "Okay."
"Leave this matter to me," the man in black raised his glass to Su Cheng: "After the matter is completed, I hope His Highness will not forget the merits of the minister."
"It's natural." Su Cheng smiled slightly and raised his glass.
Everyone in the hall toasted, and the wine drank into their throats, splashing out a killing intent.
The two sides discussed their respective plans, and Wei Lan was at home, after drinking a little wine, lying on the recliner and taking a nap. Xie Zichen came to the Hou's mansion when he was free, and when he walked into the yard, he saw her sleeping on the couch, her black hair fell to the ground, and the moonlight streamed on her body. He walked lightly, walked to her side, and gently covered her with a quilt.
Wei Lan opened her eyes and saw the man's face in her eyes.
They haven't seen each other for more than a month. Wei Lan has been recuperating for a long time this time, and Xie Zichen didn't come to see her because he was afraid that it would affect her. She didn't know why, but seeing this person suddenly appear, she felt like she was dreaming.
She stretched out her hand, put it on his face, and said slowly, "I lost weight."
Xie Zichen raised his hand to cover hers, feeling a sense of peace in his heart. He rolled his eyes with a smile, and said gently, "I've thought about you for too long."
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[small theater]
Mo Shubai: Lin Xia, your husband is going to the battlefield, what do you think
Lin Xia: Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Mo Shubai: Don't cry, let me ask you how you feel.
Lin Xia: Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Wei Lan: Can you be a little more like a woman? What does it look like to cry all day long!
Lin Xia: Wei Lan, you forced my husband away and I will fight with you! !
Wei Lan (raising eyebrows): I know how to hit women
Lin Xia: I was just joking hahaha...