This prince is going to heaven

Chapter 142 If Two Loves Are Long Time (Please collect, recommend, subscribe)
Li House.

Li Mingwei was standing quietly outside his room door, with no expression on his face, it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, but the servant who delivered the news for him came back in a hurry, and said out of breath, "Young Master, Mrs. An's head was beheaded, and the county magistrate Jia He was dismissed from office!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden bang in the room.

Li Mingwei nodded slightly to the servant, then quickly opened the door and walked in.

An Lingyu was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, with her mouth slightly open and her eyes blank. There was an overturned teacup on the carpet under her feet.

It seems that she just woke up thirsty and wanted to drink water, but she heard the servant outside.

Seeing her like this, Li Mingwei hurried forward and hugged her in his arms, and comforted her: "Madam, don't be afraid, I'm here."

After a long while, An Lingyu burst out crying like a child, and in just a moment, Li Mingwei's chest was soaked.

"My mother, my mother, my mother."

The more anxious An Lingyu became, the more choked up she became speechless.

Seeing this, Li Mingwei quickly patted her on the back, and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay, you still have me, you have me."

"My mother. Is my mother really gone?"

An Lingyu was finally able to say a complete sentence.

Li Mingwei sighed heavily, and then said: "Master Pan came a step late, and didn't save Mrs. Mother-in-law in time, so..."

After hearing what he said, An Lingyu's eyes went dark again, but she didn't faint this time, she just broke free from Li Mingwei's embrace, and walked outside with a sad face.

"Where are you going?" Li Mingwei hurriedly asked.

"I'm going to kill An Lingwei!" An Lingyu said word by word, with tears running down her face, she couldn't tell whether her expression at the moment was stern or sad.

When Li Mingwei heard her words, he immediately stepped forward and hugged her in his arms again.

"Don't stop me!" An Lingyu suddenly shouted hysterically, trying to break free.

"Ma'am, listen to me. Right now, let's bury the body of our mother-in-law first! As for Wang Mazi and An Lingwei, we will attack them at night. Don't worry, Jia Wenxue has no official position, and no one can protect them now." Now, at night, I will personally go out to avenge you! Do you think this is good?"

After saying this, a cold light suddenly flashed in Li Mingwei's eyes.

That night.

When Li Mingwei led a large group of people to Wen Ruyan's house, he found that the place was already empty, and Wen Ruyan and An Lingwei had already left here at some point.

Li Mingwei, who had been thrown for nothing, turned pale with anger.

"Wang~ma~zi!"

On an official road outside Pinghe County.

County magistrate Shi Shiran was riding a carriage. Although it was night, the road was clearly visible under the moonlight.It can be seen from the little tune hummed by magistrate Jia that he is in a good mood. Although he lost his official position, he has actually done a good deed for the people of Pinghe.

They should also remember their own?
In the carriage, it was Miss Jia and Miss An. Miss An was holding a neatly stacked rice paper tightly in her hand, but after a while, she unfolded it again, carefully She looked at it again carefully, and without a sound, a blush spread on her face again, which was charming and moving.

Sitting opposite her, Miss Jia naturally had a panoramic view of An Lingwei's expression by the light of the candlelight.

I saw her looking at her with a tired face and said: "Hey, are you Sichun? It's just such a piece of torn paper. You have read it back and forth for at least twenty times along the way. Is it interesting?"

An Lingwei heard her teasing herself like this, and immediately spat: "You're just thinking about spring."

Taking advantage of her inattention, Miss Jia snatched the rice paper from her hand. Miss An didn't want to let it go, but thought that the two of them might tear it up during the fight, so she quickly let go.

"You pay me back!" Miss An said anxiously.

Miss Jia naturally ignored her, but she looked down at the content on the rice paper and read it out gently by the candlelight.

Xianyun is clever, Feixing spreads hatred, and Yinhan looms dark. When Jinfeng Yulu met, it won over countless people on earth.

The tenderness is like water, and the good times are like dreams. If the two feelings are long, how can they be in the sky?

After she finished reading, Miss An's face became even more attractive.

Miss Jia asked incredulously, "Is this written by Wang Mazi?"

An Lingwei quickly took the rice paper back from her hand, then folded it neatly and put it in her bosom, then nodded shyly.

Mrs. An was beheaded, so An Lingyu naturally wouldn't let it go, a crazy woman like her didn't know what she would do under such extreme anger, and Li Mingwei was also eyeing Wen Ruyan, he himself didn't care. But An Lingwei's safety had to be guaranteed, and he still had important things to do, so it was impossible to take her by his side to protect her all day, so he persuaded An Lingwei to leave here with Magistrate Jia.

Now that An Lingwei's heart is attached to him, how could she be willing to part with him? Wen Ruyan tried to persuade her for a long time but couldn't persuade her. In the end, she had no other choice, so she took a pen and wrote this poem and gave it to An Lingwei. Ling Wei.

Then he told her to go to Qinglongzhai to pick her up as soon as he was done with his affairs.

Ms. An has a great literary talent, how can she not understand the meaning of this poem, she threw herself into Wen Ruyan's arms again under the excitement.

This time Wen Ruyan was not like last time, the moment Miss An threw herself into his arms, he hugged her tightly.

After the two bid farewell, An Lingwei and Miss Jia got into the carriage together.

Miss Jia saw that An Ling nodded slightly, and the shock on her face became more intense: "Only he can write such a poem?"

In fact, Ms. An was also taken aback when she first saw this poem. She knew that Wen Ruyan had read some poems and books, but she never expected that his literary talent would be so extraordinary, and that the two of them had been together for so long , she never found out.

This man always surprises people inadvertently, so mysterious!

But at this moment, when she heard Miss Jia say that he was not good, An Lingwei naturally refused. She snorted softly before saying, "What's wrong with him? I saw him write this with my own eyes. Could it be wrong?"

Miss Jia covered her forehead: "Wait, let me slow down, this guy, are you sure he is the Wang Mazi we knew before?"

An Ling said angrily, "Who else would it be? It's not like you haven't seen him before."

If Ms. An knew about the Disguise Technique, she probably wouldn't be saying that now.

No matter how much a person's personality changes and how mysterious things happen to him, but his appearance has not changed at all, who would doubt it?
Miss Jia said blankly: "This guy looks so ugly."

When Miss An heard her words, she immediately stepped forward and rubbed her waist.

"You are ugly!"

After a gentle and intellectual girl fell in love, she also became like this.

Naturally, Miss Jia couldn't suffer this loss in vain, so she hugged Miss An in her arms, and kept grabbing her waist with both hands.

"He's ugly! He's so ugly!"

"Hehehehe, don't make trouble, it's so itchy."

"Tell me, is he ugly?"

"You are ugly!"

"See if I don't scratch you to death today."

The two young women just got into a mess in the carriage.

When Magistrate Jia heard the laughter inside, a smile could not help but appear on his face.

Under the moonlight, the carriage slowly drove towards Qinglong Mountain.

(End of this chapter)