You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 532
Both Wen Zhaozhen and the old lady were imprisoned in Wen Zhaozhen's usual residence in the front yard. Since Mrs. Lin saw Wen Zhaozhen's face clearly, she never came here again.

But I heard that Aunt Mei often came here to stop people, singing ditties and flirting. The two of them were extremely flirtatious, and this place seemed to have become their romantic venue.

Seeing Mrs. Lin coming, someone immediately opened the door for Mrs. Lin to let Mrs. Lin in, "Master Wen is not awake yet, can you help Madam wake Mrs. Wen up?"

Going around the screen, Mrs. Lin glanced at Wen Zhaozhen, who was covered in blood on the couch, with a flash of joy in his eyes, and bowed to the man in black, "Thank you."

The man in black presumably got Ying Yu's orders, or got the true biography of Chasing Shadows. Without saying a word, he picked up the dagger and stabbed Wen Zhaozhen in the wound. With a slight twist of his wrist, Wen Zhaozhen's eyes widened , screaming like a pig being killed.

Earlier, Wen Zhaozhen raised his left hand to hit Mrs. Lin, and it was his left hand that was injured. The man in black looked at the two documents in Mrs. Lin's hand, thinking that it would not delay Master Wen's writing with his right hand now.

The pain made Wen Zhaozhen struggle and wanted to get up from the couch, and roared like a beast at Lin, his eyes were full of resentment: "Lin, you bastard, I can't touch you, young master! I want to kill you!" I'm going to kill you!"

How could the man in black let Mrs. Wen hurt Mrs. Lin under his nose? With a flick of his fingers, he picked out the dagger stuck in Wen Zhaozhen's hand, and instantly brought out a string of dark red blood beads, which hovered under the candlelight Then cast an arc.

Wen Zhaozhen, who was about to jump up, suddenly fell back on the couch as stiff as if someone had strangled his neck, not even daring to breathe.

Seeing a sharp point being infinitely magnified in front of his eyes, Wen Zhaozhen pressed his lips together tightly, and suddenly there was no trace of blood on his face.

The sharp point of the dagger was about to pierce his eyeballs by a hair, and Wen Zhaozhen seemed to feel the coldness emanating from the black iron dagger, as if the eyelashes on his eyelids would be cut off as soon as a gust of wind blows.

"Master Wen is injured, it's better to lie down properly, lest I can't see clearly at night, and I can't serve you well."

Lin's face remained unchanged and she took two steps back, lest Wen Zhaozhen's blood and spitting stars would stain her clothes, half-closed her eyes, and gave Wen Zhaozhen a glance.

"Wen Zhaozhen, it doesn't matter who won't let you go. In the past, you had to look at my Lin family's face to live. In the future, my Lin family will not give you this face. Sleep and fly with your Sister Shuangxue, and I will help you. "

After hearing Lin's words, Wen Zhaozhen's face was full of humiliation and unwillingness, but even if there was no threat of a dagger in front of him, Wen Zhaozhen didn't dare to move anymore.

Seeing Lin's face exactly the same as when he first met, Wen Zhaozhen suddenly felt a little dazed, and saw Lin slowly holding up the two pages of paper in his hand in front of him.

I only saw the one in the middle: "I hope that after the separation of the husband and wife, he will regain his glory, make great achievements again, marry a slim figure skillfully, and choose the daughter of a high-ranking official. Let go of grievances and knots, let alone hate each other. One difference, two lenient, each life Happy." Wen Zhaozhen couldn't bear to watch anymore.

Obviously he can recognize all these beautiful handwritings, and he was the No.3 in the second class at the time and was awarded Jinshi and was born as an engaged Lang, but he couldn't understand this thin piece of paper, he just felt dizzy for a while. , I started to lose sight of Lin's face in front of me.

(End of this chapter)