Wanjin Lady

Chapter 453 Clarification
"On the day my third aunt died, my third uncle burst into tears and no one could stop him."

"I used to think they were enemies."

"This man's death is like the extinguishing of a candle. No matter how sad my third uncle is, he can't bring back my third aunt."

"People..." He sighed softly, not knowing whether he was sighing at Yuan Yidao or himself, "How strange."

Seeing Wen Wan's face turn pale, Cheng Yunzhang bluntly said, "Junior Sister Wen, it was my third aunt who sent people to instigate the yamen runners to torture you. My third aunt also paid the price for it. Don't blame Senior Brother Wei for this matter."

Wen Wan shook her head, "I had guessed it wasn't him, but I didn't guess it would be Jia."

It is really ironic that Wei Zheng alone wiped out all three branches of the Yuan family.

"Senior Brother Wei regards you as a treasure." When Cheng Yunzhang said this, the pain in his heart was pushed away like ripples on the water, and the days when he studied in the thatched cottage in Ping County flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope.

And the fox lamp that could never be given away.

"Someone has already complained to Your Majesty about his murder of Jia, alleging that he abused his power and killed innocent people for a woman."

"Wen Wan, Senior Brother Wei is in a very bad situation."

The two of them were talking through the window. Not far away, in the corridor, Wei Zheng was standing there. He watched Wen Wan and Cheng Yunzhang chatting enthusiastically, but he couldn't lower himself to eavesdrop. However, he felt very anxious, so he ordered Zhao Heng with a cold face, "Go and listen to what they are saying."

Zhao Heng: Am I some kind of wronged person?
Why don't you go yourself?
Fortunately, after the two of them finished talking, Cheng Yunzhang left.

It snowed last night and there was ice on the ground. Cheng Yunzhang walked against the wind and saluted Wei Zheng from afar as a token of his gratitude.

Wei Zheng raised his chin slightly as a greeting.

When I turned around again, I saw the young lady sitting by the window, lost in thought. The magnolia in the pot by the window was dead, with only bare branches left.

Wen Wan felt a shadow in front of her eyes. When she raised her eyes, she saw Wei Zheng's face.

This person...can't laugh anymore?
He has a sullen face all day long.

When he was in Ping County, he laughed so happily.

"You..." Wei Zheng stared at her, unable to ignore the redness in her eyes, "Are you sad for him?"

Wen Wan sighed, "I just feel... a little sorry for him."

Wei Zheng just felt that his chest started to hurt again.

It seems that ever since I met Wen Wan, my chest has been aching every day.

"You used me in every possible way and left me to die. You're not sad for me, but for Cheng Yunzhang instead?"

The grievance and anger surged in my chest, as if I could never find an outlet, but they were always easily provoked by her.

"It's different." The young lady looked up, leaning against the window with a gilded heater in her hand. A golden phoenix hairpin with fine tassels hung from her hair. The charcoal fire in the room was strong, making her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling.

He bought this set of clothes from the best clothing store overnight.

Just like she did in Ping County, she would bring her some small gifts when she returned home every day.

He didn't know what Wen Wan's mood was when she returned home, but for him, whenever he thought of her, he would want to buy something for her.

Those clothes and jewelry are the ironclad evidence of lovesickness.

When Wen Wan brought back flowers, food and gadgets on her way home, did it mean that she was thinking of him too?
He will never understand what this young lady is thinking.

So he became more and more annoyed, "What's the difference?"

"He's an outsider. So if I hurt him, I'd feel guilty."

"But you are the father of my two children. If I hurt you, it would be an internal conflict."

Wei Zheng was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly softened, but then hardened again.

Wen Wan lied to him as if it were a common occurrence.

Sweet words come out of his mouth without hesitation.

He still had a sullen expression on his face. “What do you mean? I don’t understand.”

Wen Wan suddenly leaned closer, the tassel on her hairpin swaying and making a crisp sound. With a "snap," she grabbed her wrist. The woman's hand was warm. She had been carrying a hand warmer, and her hands were still warm.

It was so hot that he almost pulled his hand back.

She raised her head and moved closer, only inches away from him.

He could even see each of her thick eyelashes.

"Wei Zheng. This is not a solution."

"Let's be frank."

"I know you like me."

"I like you too."

"But two people can't stay together just by liking each other. There's a class difference between us, and I don't want to lose my life in a relationship. I'm even less interested in being the canary in your backyard... Hmm..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his neck tightened.

Wei Zheng suddenly grabbed her neck with such force that she couldn't break free, and pressed down hard with his hot lips.

She screamed in surprise, and he took advantage of the situation to penetrate between her teeth. As she struggled, the hairpin slipped from her hair, and the pearl hairpin fell to the ground. The sound of breaking jade was drowned out by the entanglement of their lips and tongues.

His fingers dug deep into her messy black hair, as if he wanted to brand the pain and joy of this moment into her bones and blood.

Wen Wan was dizzy from his kiss, suffering from severe oxygen deprivation and almost collapsing.

He kissed her fiercely and urgently, as if he wanted to tear her apart and swallow her into his stomach.

Wen Wan groaned in pain, and a faint smell of blood spread between her lips and teeth.

It turned out that Wei Zheng had bitten her lip.

"It hurts!" She frowned and tried to back away, but he pressed her head closer. A line of blood opened between their lips and teeth. Wei Zheng pressed his forehead against her and pressed his thumb hard against her bleeding lips.

His chest was burning, almost burning her. Her ears could hear his hot, rapid breathing. "I only heard the word 'I like you'. The rest... I couldn't hear anything else."

Wen Wan's chest was heaving, and she looked drunk, but her eyes were frighteningly bright. She put her arms around the back of his neck, pressed her whole body against his chest, her eyes aggressive, and her words blunt.

Like a seductive female monster in the snowy mountains.

"You come in."

"It's my turn to kiss you."

At this time, Zhao Heng walked quickly with the urgent letter sent from the gatehouse, but was suddenly stopped by Hou Ji in the direction of the inner hall.

Zhao Heng was dragged back when he heard Hou Ji mumbling with his head down, "Kiss, kiss!"

"Who kissed?" Zhao Heng said in a booming voice, "The Marquis and Miss Wen?"

"Still calling me Miss Wen? I think you haven't cleaned the toilet enough!"

"Oh, but I have an emergency here!"

"Even if the king of heaven comes, he must let the marquis kiss him enough. Otherwise, we will all have to clean the toilet tomorrow."

"But..." Zhao Heng struggled to break free, looking troubled. "Just now, a letter came from the palace spies saying that the Empress knew about the young lady and the young master, and sent a trusted eunuch to Bozhou. I'm afraid they'll be here in half a month!"

Hou Ji spread his hands and said, "Alright. This matter is indeed urgent, so go and tell the Marquis."

"You want to harm me." Zhao Heng shook his head like a rattle. "My Lord, even if the old iron tree blooms, I won't go."

On an early winter night.

The light in the backyard room of the Governor's Mansion was never turned off.

The Marquis ordered hot water two or three times in succession, and Jiang Guifang was overjoyed. She looked at the brightly lit room and said, "My wife has finally made it through." She sighed to Bihe, "We have made it through too."

Bihe didn’t know whether she could come forward or not.

Bihe only knew that it was finally quiet!
No more having to be caught in the middle and act like a double agent!