Chapter 55 Wei Yin walked ahead, in her…

Wei Yin walked ahead, and about half a fist's distance behind her was a sixteen-year-old boy who followed closely beside her with his head down and eyes lowered. He Wenqing's eyes narrowed instantly.

In the dream, Lu Hun was half-clothed, his upper body bare, and he covered Wei Yin. The scene of Wei Yin's face flushed with embarrassment and shame once again uncontrollably appeared before his eyes.

Wei Yin never expected He Wenqing to appear here; it was completely unexpected.

He Wenqing saw that she was still standing there with Lu Hun without reacting, and his eyes narrowed even more. However, since Elder Pei was still present, he forcibly suppressed his displeasure and ignored her, saying to Elder Pei, "I drank too much last night and troubled you to take care of me. I will come to apologize to you another day."

As soon as Wenxuan disappeared, Elder Pei was in a bad mood. He gave him a few perfunctory words and then told him to go back to his residence.

He Wenqing respectfully took his leave, and Elder Pei assigned another coachman to drive them back to the He family home.

Inside the carriage, Wei Yin and He Wenqing sat together, while Lu Hun sat alone to one side.

As they got closer, He Wenqing finally saw Lu Hun's face clearly for the first time. The boy, who was only a teenager, was particularly tall. He sat upright, not looking at anything, but only lowering his head and gently scratching his palm with his fingers. His palm was covered with crisscrossing scars.

At this moment, Wei Yin, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke up, leaned over and squeezed the boy's hand, and frowned, saying, "If you scratch the wound again, it will be scratched open again."

Lu Hun looked up at her for a moment, then quickly looked down again.

But he quickly stopped scratching.

He Wenqing silently observed everything, his expression growing increasingly grim.

Upon arriving at the He residence, Lu Hun did not disturb the couple any further. He quietly got out of the carriage and returned to his own room, while Wei Yin and He Wenqing went back to their room to rest.

Wei Yin went to take a bath and remove her hair.

He Wenqing was sitting in the room.

On the horizontal screen in the room, Wei Yin's fur coat, which she had just taken off, was casually draped.

He stared at the fur coat, his gaze pausing slightly.

Then, he got up from the bed, walked to the horizontal screen, picked up Wei Yin's fur coat and sniffed it.

The scent of locust flowers on top is faint.

He Wenqing tightened his grip on the fur coat, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged out.

After a moment, he calmed down and realized that a locust flower didn't mean anything.

But He Wenqing closed his eyes.

The scene between Wei Yin and Lu Hun reappeared.

The woman's face flushed with embarrassment.

One hand was still on the boy's neck.

He Wenqing could even still remember the boy's reddened eyes and his suppressed, labored breathing.

He Wenqing knew better than any other man what a charming wife Wei Yin was, and had witnessed it all. When she was deeply in love, her voice could be so shattering that no man would want to let her go.

He Wenqing simply could not forget it.

He never imagined that his wife, in such a state, would appear in the arms of another man. Even if it were just a dream, someone as proud as him would never allow it.

He pressed hard against his brow.

When Wei Yin returned, she found He Wenqing already in bed, covered with blankets, and closed his eyes on the inside. She hadn't expected that He Wenqing not only remembered everything that happened in the Wen family, but also remembered some things with exceptional clarity.

She was exhausted, so she threw back the covers and went to sleep.

Wei Yin quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Little did they know.

After she fell asleep and her even breathing was heard, the man who had been sleeping on the inside suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up and stared at Wei Yin's face.

She had just finished showering and was only wearing a thin silk nightgown. Her skin was fair, and after being exposed to hot water, it became even more pinkish-white.

He Wenqing stared with dark circles under his eyes, deep in thought for a long time.

In the end, he reached out and pulled the woman's collar open a little.

Wei Yin was fast asleep. Although she didn't like being touched while she was sleeping, she only frowned and didn't scold anyone when she woke up.

Her clothes slowly parted before He Wenqing's eyes.

On the woman's fair and slender neck, there were several marks. The marks should have been red at first, but now they had turned bluish-purple, indicating that a lot of force had been used.

He Wenqing's face turned completely cold and somber upon seeing this.

After returning to Huangzhou, he never touched Wei Yin again.

If it wasn't him, then who was it?

A figure seemed to materialize before his eyes.

When exactly did those two start dating?!

He Wenqing's eyes were dark and brooding, and he didn't tie her clothes back up, leaving them open.

He strode out and called to someone, "Go and see if there are any older women from the young mistress's family who came with her as part of her dowry. Bring them to me."

The servants were terrified by He Wenqing's furious expression, which he usually kept to himself, and fled as if their lives depended on it.

About half an hour.

The servants returned, bringing with them an old woman.

They said they did rough work in the backyard.

The old woman saw her son-in-law, trembling and bewildered.

He Wenqing had regained some of his composure and asked, "How long have you been with the Wei family?"

"This old woman has been... for thirty or forty years..."

"Do you know that before the young mistress got married, she had a cousin on her maternal side who was close to her, and that he was a cousin surnamed Lu?"

"A Lu?" The old woman shook her head tremblingly. "Not to mention the Wei family, even on the young mistress's maternal side, we've never heard of anyone with the surname Lu. Besides, we only have a few cousins ​​who come and go. Most of the others are distant and we don't have much contact with them. Where would a cousin with the surname Lu come from?"

He Wenqing could no longer hold back and let out a cold laugh.

What a great cousin!

What a great cousin!

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In her sleep, Wei Yin felt a cold wind blowing in around her neck, but she was sleeping too soundly to wake up. After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and opened her eyes.

Suddenly, he was startled by a dark figure in front of him.

Only then did I recognize that it was He Wenqing.

He Wenqing had gotten up at some point and sat neatly dressed on the edge of the bed. His back was cold and sullen, and he didn't say a word. He just sat there motionless with a blank expression.

Before Wei Yin could speak, He Wenqing had already spoken.

"woke up?"

Wei Yin stared at him blankly.

He Wenqing lowered his head slightly, and Wei Yin could then see the coldness in his eyes. The next moment, she saw He Wenqing reach out and touch her neck, his fingertips pressing heavily on the marks on her neck.

"Wei Yin, tell me, how did you get that thing on your neck? Hmm?"

Wei Yin was still half asleep and didn't quite realize what was happening at first, but she suddenly remembered when the man pressed hard on her neck.

That was before, when Lu Hun was transformed into Wen Xuan, that they kissed.

He Wenqing noticed it.

Wei Yin naturally couldn't tell the truth, but she didn't know how to explain or evade the question.

"You bastard!"

He Wenqing assumed that she had been exposed and had nothing to say. Instantly, the veins on his neck bulged with rage, and he grabbed Wei Yin's wrist tightly.

"You woman, are you trying to make a fool of me, He Wenqing? The person who touched you was Lu Hun, wasn't he?"

"Lu Hun?" Wei Yin couldn't admit it even more. She knew He Wenqing's temperament well; the more guilty she was in front of him, the more arrogant he became. She simply retorted, "He Wenqing, what nonsense are you spouting?! Lu Hun is my cousin. What do you take us for? I know that now that you have your cousin Xuanhua, you look down on me even more. And now you're even slandering your cousin Lu Hun too! He Wenqing! We are from a scholarly family; how can you speak so tactlessly?"

He Wenqing was already furious.

Hearing Wei Yin's self-righteous words, he almost laughed in anger.

"Cousin? What a cousin! When did your Wei family acquire a cousin surnamed Lu? Should I write a letter to my father-in-law to inquire?"

That's all I have to say.

Wei Yin understood perfectly well.

He Wenqing knew everything.

He learned that Lu Hun was not her cousin.

"Hmm?" He Wenqing pulled her closer, lowered his head, and playfully pinched her chin, wiping her mouth with his fingertips. "Why aren't you pushing against me anymore? Hmm? Weren't you just talking so confidently?"

Wei Yin's eyelids drooped slightly.

The more He Wenqing acted this way, the angrier he became.

He Wenqing stared at her coldly for a long time. Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, he chuckled softly, "Wei Yin, you are very good, you are really good. I never thought that I, He Wenqing, a dignified top scholar, would be played like a damn dog by you two scoundrels!"

This was Wei Yin's first time.

I heard the man speak rudely.

However, He Wenqing then coldly withdrew his hand from her, strode out, drew a sword from his study, and headed straight for Lu Hun.

Wei Yin was startled, not expecting He Wenqing to take action directly.

Chen Xuanhua heard a commotion and assumed the couple was arguing, so he didn't dare to show himself and disturb them. It wasn't until he saw He Wenqing carrying his sword and walking out in a hurry with a dark expression that he suddenly realized what was going on.

She and Wei Yin quickly chased after them.

-

The wind blew by, and the south-facing window opened wide.

Beneath the open south window, Lu Hun stood quietly, gazing at the red and yellow autumn trees outside. The wind was rather strong today, causing his clothes to sway back and forth, and the ribbons on his handkerchief to flutter high.

He instinctively reached out and hooked the ribbon with his fingers, wrapping it around his hand.

Wei Yin usually liked to play with the ribbons of his handkerchief wrapped around his fingers.

As he gazed around, he heard some noise outside the courtyard.

Lu Hun assumed it was just the maid bringing food as usual, so he ignored it. The maid would deliver the food to the corridor, and he would only bring it in after she left.

He won't be hungry, but eating will restore some of his strength.

This time, however, the maid did not stop at the porch and continued to walk into the house. Lu Hun hesitated and turned his head to look, only to see that it was not a maid who came in, but He Wenqing who was holding a sword.

He Wenqing's face was gloomy and frightening.

Lu Hun frowned and loosened the ribbon.

The tip of a sword.

In an instant, the finger was pointed at Lu Hun's throat.

Lu Hun stared blankly at He Wenqing.

However, Wei Yin and Chen Xuanhua also barged in. Wei Yin went straight to Lu Hun and pulled him to the side.

Chen Xuanhua panicked and quickly hugged He Wenqing, "My lord, what's wrong with you?! Have you gone crazy from a hangover? Why are you pointing a sword at your sister and cousin?!"

He Wenqing didn't want to mention Wei Yin and Lu Hun in front of Chen Xuanhua. Instead, he shoved Chen Xuanhua out and ordered his servants, "Take Madam Xuanhua out. No one is allowed to come in!"

Although the servants were terrified, they dared not delay and hurriedly went to pull Chen Xuanhua away.

Only the three of them remained in the room.

Seeing Wei Yin blocking Lu Hun's side, He Wenqing's anger was even more uncontrollable, and he came over to pull Wei Yin away.

Seeing that He Wenqing's expression was not right, Lu Hun quickly stepped forward to block and protect Wei Yin.