Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 618 Ten years later, life and death are up to fate

"Yeah, why is it warm?" Zhaojun walked towards her step by step, staring straight at her.

Wei Ying is about to explode, why does she like to dig holes for herself so much?

Looking at the livid face of the old man, Wei Ying said, "Okay, I'll go see if Jun Yao is awake." Then she slicked the soles of her feet.

When Zhaojun came out of the room, he never saw that little boy in the mansion again, thinking to himself, it seems that she is also sensible.

Wei Ying ordered the cook to cook a large table of his favorite dishes, and she ate a lot, eating three bowls of rice in one go, even the maids were stunned, because Wei Ying couldn't eat every day when he was away , I can't sleep well, and I can't move my chopsticks three times every time I eat, and I lose a lot of weight.

"Why did you suddenly go to the original royal city of Wu Kingdom?" Wei Ying asked curiously at the dinner table.She held back this question for a long time, always wanting to ask.

"A few days ago, it was the anniversary of my father's death." Zhao Jun said lightly, Wei Ying's hand trembled, and the bowl in her hand almost fell onto the table.

How could she not have thought of it?A few days ago was the anniversary of the death of the previous king of Wu.Even Murong Yun knew about this matter.

"I'm sorry." Wei Ying said in a low voice.

She didn't think Zhaojun's purpose was as simple as that.Because he was going to sweep the grave, he didn't speak to her before going.She wanted to go with him, although she knew that he would definitely not take her with him, because if he did, the old king Baobuqi would jump out of the coffin in anger.

He was ashamed of the old king.Ashamed of the subjects of the world.I am ashamed of my ancestors.He is a sinner.He handed over a prosperous age to him, and she ruined it just like that.

Wei Ying lowered her head, not even daring to say a word.Zhaojun put down his chopsticks, got up and left.

"I'm stuffed."

The autumn wind was bleak, and the windows were crackling, and there was a splintering autumn rain outside the window.Wei Ying returned to the bedroom and found that Zhaojun was not in the house. She went out to look for her, only to find her standing silently in the porch with a stern back.

Wei Ying quickly picked up a thick cloak and draped it behind him.

"Be careful of the wind and cold."

She shook his hand and found it was very cold. She tried to use her little hands to warm him up, but dragged him into the room after covering him.

After he entered the room, Wei Ying immediately poured a cup of hot tea from the teapot on the stove and handed it to him. Under the lamp, the roots of his long eyelashes were drawn down, and his face looked a little pale.

four years ago.

Wei Ying gazed tenderly at the handsome man in front of her. In the past four years, she had known him from the time of cardamom to today's Erjiu Fanghua. The man in front of her has changed a lot. She didn't know if it was because of her.

If so, it is her luck, but also misfortune.Because of all the misfortunes she brought to him, sometimes even she herself feels deep pain. If the person who caused his current situation was not herself, that person would have been torn to pieces by her long ago.

"Do you think he still loves you by staying by your side? He's just recklessly trying his best. For ten years, he can still afford it. How Gou Jian would stay by Fucha's side for ten years, he will stay by your side Ten years." The words Murong Yun said to her that day rang in her ears.

"so what?"

"What about ten years from now?"

"Ten years from now, it's life and death," she said.

"What are you always looking at me for?" The old man slowly raised his eyes and met her gaze.

Wei Ying came back to her senses, smiled at him gently, and shook her head.

"come over."

(End of this chapter)