Chapter 214 Seeing You is Like This

The light in the room was dim, adding a bit of haziness and gracefulness.

The two were very close.

Wei Zhao could seal her lips as long as he lowered his head.

The man exuded a dangerous aura, and his breathing was heavy for a moment.

"Yu Tingwan."

Yu Tingwan innocently: "Hmm?"

Wei Zhao was speechless: "Why are you..."

"What?"

Wei Zhao sighed: "Don't be so ignorant of life and death."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ? ?

Listen!

What are you talking about!

He is threatening her for no reason.

Wei Zhao's coat slipped to the ground without knowing when. There was a charcoal fire burning in the room, and he didn't wear much.

Yu Tingwan also... took off only a thin piece of clothing.

Wei Zhao hugged the girl's slender waist, held her down, and forced her to get close.

Her breathing stagnated slightly.

Why do I feel that.

Why do I feel that...

the outline is more... than what she had seen before

. This is obviously an unknown area for her.

Yu Tingwan is... quite studious.

She was about to lower her head to look, and her waist was rubbed fiercely with the fingertips.

The girl was fine, her body was sensitive, and she fell limply in his arms.

She was actually very light.

After some time of recuperation, her complexion improved, but the flesh grew where it should grow.

At least when she came back from the mountain a while ago, the small clothes in the house were a little tight.

But Wei Zhao didn't have the strength now.

Not to mention picking up the girl, even when Yu Tingwan fell over, Wei Zhao was led back a few steps before he could barely stand.

This realization made Wei Zhao stop and close his eyes heavily.

Yu Tingwan didn't care about anything else, and asked hurriedly: "I didn't hurt you, did I? You can't blame me, who made you suddenly..."

Wei Zhao: "Don't say it."

His eyes were more dejected than ever before.

More or less, he was hit.

Wei Zhao let go of Yu Tingwan.

His fingertips gently flicked the laces and tied a knot expressionlessly.

"I'll remember what I said before."

"Don't regret it later."

Wei Zhao paused.

There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

People are fragile and their steps become heavy.

"If you hold it in for too long, someone will die. Don't provoke me again."

The words sounded intimidating.

But after Wei Zhao finished speaking, he left without looking back. His back was desolate, and he went to the couch with his back to himself.

As usual, the thunder was loud but the rain was small.

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.

Her thoughts were a little confused. She was

still a little at a loss.

The room was dead silent for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the girl struggling to untie the laces finally came.

The tortured Wei Zhao felt even more uncomfortable: ...

He finally chose to go out and blow the cold wind.

It was already very late at this time. Wei Zhao put on his coat and sat in the yard.

When his breathing returned to normal and his expression calmed down, he was not in a hurry to go back. He

felt a little annoyed.

It was to himself. Why did he

poke himself for no reason?

With a creak, the door of the Wei family was pushed open, and Wei Zhao walked out.

The moonlight was bright, and his steps were neither fast nor slow.

His purpose was very clear.

He walked past Zhao's house and stopped in front of a courtyard.

He raised his hand.

With a slight push, the door opened.

At the same time, Shunzi, who was sleeping in the house, suddenly opened his eyes.

He never intended to lock the door.

After all, any slight movement would not escape his ears.

Shunzi's eyes were not sleepy at all, he was extremely alert, picked up the knife from under the pillow, and walked out quickly.

He wanted to see who was ignorant of life and death!

With the help of the moonlight, he saw the murderous look in Wei Zhao's eyes faded, turning into nervousness and respect: "General... General?"

Shunzi led the man into the house.

The candles were lit, and the room became bright.

Wei Zhao sat down: "How is Fu Meng these days?"

"Fine."

Isn't it fine? He was picky and served him with delicious food and drinks.

Wei Zhao: "How is He Xuran's investigation going?"

The question was naturally about the case of disaster relief grain.

Shunzi understood: "The more we dig, the deeper we get."

"Lord He sent people to register in every village, and roughly calculated that the number of people who starved to death in those years did not match the number reported to the capital that year. Indignant, he ordered his confidants to send the list of officials he had found out in recent days to the capital. They left yesterday and are still on the way now."

Wei Zhao asked: "How many people died?"

"More than two million."

"How many were reported?"

Shunzi: "Five thousand four hundred."

Wei Zhao sneered.

It was something that those people could do.

From the beginning, they concealed the facts for political achievements, and now they can't clean up the mess.

This place is far away from the capital, and the officials who say how many people died are just the mouths of the officials who colluded with each other.

Shunzi said: "The Duke of Qing is on the list."

Duke of Qing?

The fifth prince's uncle?

He was ordered to come here to provide disaster relief. I don't know how much he had embezzled, so he dared to take the lead in taking risks.

He Xuran checked him first.

After that incident, Duke of Qing had a lot of private property.

Where did the money come from?

He Xuran's meaning was very clear.

The big fish had been found out, and those officials involved would be dug out one after another sooner or later, and they would have to surrender in a hurry.

But he overlooked one thing.

The emperor had to be willing to investigate further.

Wei Zhao: "You go find Chi Yu and ask him to contact the Wei family army deployed in Shangjing."

"Capture the imperial physician Zheng Xu alive."

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes, his expression cold: "As for Duke Qing Qin..."

The light shook, flickering on his face. "He

committed suicide out of fear of crime."

This means killing.

The crown prince is weak, but his means and abilities are not weak. Among the princes, apart from him, the fifth prince Ying Yin is the most capable.

How could he leave too many criticisms on the fifth prince?

Even if Duke Qing committed such a heinous crime, the emperor might suppress the matter in order to balance the power.

After all... two million people are already dead.

What else is there to investigate?

Those who wear dragon robes are the most vicious. Didn't they sit in that position because of the killing of brothers?

In these days at the Qing family, the fifth prince Ying Yin saw that he could not stop He Xuran, so he stopped struggling in vain.

He was sure that Emperor Ying Qian would turn a blind eye to save him in the end even though he was extremely angry.

Only when a person is dead can the truth be revealed. It was revealed that the fifth prince secretly detained the team that sent the imperial edict to summon Ge Lao.

Let's see how the prince's party will jump up and down

in the East Palace. The capital should be in chaos.

"Yes."

When Wei Zhao returned to the Wei family, the girl was already lying on the couch.

She curled up in the quilt, and when she heard the door open, her watery eyes moved people's hearts like a fan, and she didn't ask where he went.

Wei Zhao approached and blew out the lights.

These days, Yu Tingwan has been sleeping in his arms.

As soon as he lay down, the girl's soft body rolled over.

Wei Zhao felt something strange: "I..."

Yu Tingwan: "Hmm?"

Wei Zhao said calmly: "Stay away from me."

Yu Tingwan: "Hmm???"

The room was dark, and Yu Tingwan was fierce.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Tingwan: "You changed your mind after going out?"

Wei Zhao was desperate.

He hugged her and

buried his face in her neck.

The moonlight quietly poured down through the window pane.

"I can't control it."

(End of this chapter)