Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 493

"Why are you so gossip?" Wei Ying said angrily.

Hong Yao snorted coldly: "In case, which country did the work come from? You speak with an accent from Wei, why did you end up living in Wu? Your identity should not be simple."

"I'm here to look for my deceased husband." Wei Ying said calmly, "I came all the way from Wei State to look for my deceased husband, but unfortunately I encountered a flood and lost all my money."

"Oh? Then why don't you contact your family?" Hong Yao asked curiously.

Wei Ying smiled, but did not speak.

"If it's what you said, I can lend you a loan if you want to ask me for money." Hong Yao said.

Wei Ying said, "Thank you, no need."

Hong Yao took Wei Ying into a tailor shop and said, "Boss, have you finished the dress I ordered?"

"Okay, okay." The boss said again and again, and then ordered the waiter to pick it up. Wei Ying originally thought it was just one or two pieces, but unexpectedly, the waiter came out with a sack from the inside and dumped it on the counter. There were twenty or thirty pieces. Wei Ying was dazzled by the different colors and styles.

After trying one by one from the inside, the red medicine came out and praised: "Not bad, everything fits my body, the boss's craftsmanship is getting more and more exquisite, Linglong, help me take them all back."

When Hong Yao was leaving, Wei Ying saw her put a 50 taels of silver ingot on the counter, and walked away without blinking.Suddenly remembering that little singer yesterday said that it would be difficult for her to earn [-] yuan a month, she couldn't help being a little puzzled.

But if you think about it carefully, this red medicine should have other income. Going to the official family's house, every show is expensive, and you can get some rewards.Or, there is another financial backer, like Hongyao, who looks good and has some personality, which is very popular with those officials.

Wei Ying was carrying a large bag of clothes on her shoulders, and on the way, many passers-by on the street looked sideways.Those clothes weighed heavily on Wei Ying's body, almost bending her waist.

She originally thought that Hongyao just made a batch of clothes in one tailor shop, but she didn't expect it to be three or five. These tailor shops are dotted all over the city, and each one must take at least three pieces!
At this time, she regretted everything, she knew how tired she was.It's better to stay in the red hall and wipe the table.

Li Yi had been wandering in this city for several days now, he received Zhaojun's latest imperial edict to call him back to the palace, and he was on his way to the post house, planning to pick a good horse for the journey.The two passed each other in the middle of the road.

When passing her, Li Yi felt that Hong Yao looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it, so he turned his head to take a look, but there was only a sea of ​​people behind him.

Today was the first seven people who died on the boat. Li Yi bought some paper money and white chrysanthemums, and came to the riverside. Just as he put down the white chrysanthemums, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure not far away.

"It was Murong Yun."

This time, he was not mistaken, Murong Yun was wearing a white shirt, with a solemn expression, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand, someone was burning paper money by the river, billowing green smoke was blowing past his face.

"Murong Yun." Li Yi came in front of him and saw Murong Yun bending over to put the bouquet of flowers by the river and was about to leave. He was astonished when he saw him.

"Why are you here?" Li Yi stared at her with a complicated expression.

"What about you? Why didn't you appear here? Appeared here, where you shouldn't be." Murong Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and said angrily.

"I'm here to pay homage to a friend." Li Yi said angrily, "This doesn't seem to be the place where you should appear."

"Hahahahaha." Murong Yun couldn't help laughing, "In this world, General Li can't be the only one who has friends."

"In this world, there should be no friends who want to kill each other." Li Yi sarcastically said.

Murong Yun grinned at the corners of his lips, and took a step back: "I'm sorry, I don't want others to misunderstand that we are very close, so let's leave." After saying that, he bowed to him, then turned and left.

In the thatched cottage in the mountains, a piece of incense was lit on the censer, and Zhaojun sat at the table reading a book with peaceful eyes.Shangguan Lengyue walked in, followed by a village woman, holding a girl about three or four years old by the hand.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Shangguan Lengyue took the child from the village woman, brought it to Zhaojun, and gave him a secretive smile.

Zhaojun glanced at her: "Who is this?"

Shangguan Lengyue did not answer, and continued to ask secretly: "Your Majesty, take a look, do you like this child?"

Zhaojun didn't understand, so his expression was indifferent, Shangguan Lengyue said: "If you like this child, you can recognize her as our child, okay?"

"Our child?" Zhaojun frowned.

"En!" Shangguan Lengyue nodded.

And he has been childless for many years, and he is in his thirties, and she is barren...,
She can't rely on children to tie him down, so she can only adopt one. She can see that he likes children very much, otherwise Wei Ying won't be controlled by Wei Ying because of a child. I heard that he likes his eldest daughter very much. She died when she was [-] years old, so she specially chose a girl.

"What are you doing?" Zhaojun looked unhappy.

"My lord!" Shangguan Lengyue looked puzzled.

"Take her away, and you also go down." Zhaojun said coldly.

Shangguan Lengyue had no choice but to take the child away.Zhaojun clenched his hands tightly into fists.

If she hadn't died, the child in her womb would be born in a few months.He recalled that not long after they got married in Wei Guo, he was standing by the bed that day, and she was beside him, holding his hand and placing it on his lower abdomen, she said: "Yan Zhao, you say, in the future, What will our baby be called when it is born?"

He hasn't spoken to her since the wedding. That day, he said a word to her for the first time: "Yao."

That was probably the first word he said to her after that.

Wei Ying was so excited that she burst into tears, she continued to ask him, "What if it's a girl? What's her name?"

"Yao."

"Wu Yao? Wu Yao?"

He was speechless immediately, and said again: "Jun Yao."

She said happily: "Wu Junyao, Wu Junyao, Junyao Junyao, what a good name..."

This was the name he had thought about for a long time before she conceived. There had never been a child who would name the character "Jun" in his name, and because it was his and her child, he would give it to him.

Now, both Jun Yao and Jun Yao have turned into dust.

In this life, he has no source of blessing for children. In the early years of fighting on the battlefield, his body was too hostile and offended the gods, so his children would die one by one.He thought that meeting her would change, because the queen mother once said that she would give birth to two children for him, at least because of her, he would have a descendant in this life, but he never expected that the queen mother would sometimes be inaccurate in her calculations.

In this life, that's it, let him alone.Perhaps, this is his fate.

(End of this chapter)