Chapter 103 I Only Love Her Wen Ningning

It is late autumn now, and the remaining lotus leaves on the pond are withered, making the scene cold and gloomy.

Wen Xingluo said politely, "Since my elder brother still wants to discuss political affairs with the others, I won't bother him for now."

She was about to leave when Xie Guanlan said, "Wait."

He walked around the corridor and went straight towards her.

Wen Xingluo quietly clenched his hands in his sleeves.

He glanced at the vermilion lacquer box filled with human heads. The girl's skirt tugged lightly, and she took a half step back calmly in her embroidered shoes.

She knew Xie Guanlan's bottom line and principles - no matter how much trouble he caused outside, he was not allowed to bring it home, let alone cause trouble to the Zhenbei Palace.

She wanted to keep her distance from Xie Guanlan in case he found out anything.

However, the young man kept approaching, and his tall shadow transformed into a ferocious beast, almost swallowing her completely.

She raised her head.

The pretty little face that caught Xie Guanlan's eyes finally showed a hint of panic.

Xie Guanlan pursed his lips, feeling a little amused in his heart.

The little girl still knew how to be afraid.

He didn't want to scare her any more, so he took off the black feather and gold shawl from his shoulders and slowly wrapped it around her.

Their eyes met.

The strong smell of blood was intertwined in each other's nostrils. Although it was the bleak late autumn, the blood in the body was surging like a spring tide. Wen Xingluo stared at Xie Guanlan's narrow eyes, and in the dangerous and urgent situation where murderous intent was everywhere, he actually felt a strange and bizarre sense of security.

He wouldn't expose her.

She thought so.

Xie Guanlan lifted up the long shawl and slowly wrapped it around the girl's blood-red dress.

He was unusually tall, and even his shawl was extraordinarily large, as if he was holding half of her body in his arms.

His voice was low and playful. "I'm going to catch the murderer. Ningning, stay in the mansion obediently."

Wen Xingluo clutched her long cape, looked up at him, and whispered, "If we can't catch the murderer, will it stain your elder brother's political achievements?"

She remembered clearly that the young leader of the Xie family liked to show off his political achievements.

Xie Guanlan chuckled and rubbed her head lovingly, "We will catch it."

Wen Xingluo watched him stride away, suspecting that he wanted to just pick a random death row prisoner to appease the families of those powerful people.

The long shawl he left behind still had the cold scent of sandalwood, but it finally brought her some warmth in the cold wind of late autumn, making her feel nostalgic for it.

It was not until his back disappeared at the end of the corridor that Wen Xingluo tilted his head.

When she first entered the mansion, she deceived Wen Rufeng about the White Crane Academy and was warned by Xie Guanlan.

And now, she entered the mansion with twelve heads in a dignified manner, but he simply took off his shawl and considerately covered her bloody clothes.

It can be seen that the way he treats her is different from before.

How different are they?

She didn't want to be treated as a younger sister.

The process of conquering the superior was secretive and exciting, with a mixture of sweet and sour tastes and bitterness. It was an interesting thing that she had never experienced in her previous life after suffering for eighteen years.

She began to look forward to the day of picking fruit.

A hint of amusement flashed across the girl's red lips, and she immediately entered the main courtyard carrying a red lacquer box.

Wen Xingluo knew that her mother didn't want to see her, so she carried the box to Xie Jing and asked him to pass it on to her.

Xie Jingcai got up.

He looked at the box of bloody heads and fell silent.

The burly middle-aged man stared at the box of human heads, then looked at the girl in blood-red clothes in front of him, repeatedly, and finally couldn't help scratching his ears and cheeks, as if his body was covered with ants.

No, where is his sweet and soft little girl? !

What happened to the delicate and pitiful person who could be bullied by everyone?!

Seeing his strange expression, Wen Xingluo said considerately, "But Daddy is afraid of implicating the palace? Don't worry, we are very efficient. Le Zhi is very good at spreading rumors, Fourth Brother is also very good at distracting servants and beauties, and Second Brother is even more experienced, sewing the pig's head with meticulous stitches and perfection. As for me, I always cut the throat with a single knife, leaving absolutely no hidden dangers."

After a pause, she added, "On the way to see you, I ran into my eldest brother. From what he said, it seems that he will be fine."

Xie Jing: “…”

Sweating profusely.

Recalling the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, when Wen Xingluo was swept into the river by the waves but remained calm, he finally understood that underneath the gentle and introverted appearance of his little girl, there was actually a crazy bastard!

Among his sons there is already a madman named Xie Yanchen, and now his only little daughter is also crazy!

Xie Jing wanted to cry but had no tears!

Looking at the girl's rosy face, he could only take her hand and put on a loving, fatherly smile, trying to guide her back on track. "Hey, Ningning, look how scary these heads are! From now on, don't touch these dirty things anymore. Daddy's little sweetheart, remember that?"

Wen Xingluo said obediently: "These people bullied my mother, so I killed them."

Xie Jing instantly realized that these men were the same beasts who had taken advantage of Si Si back then.

"What?!" He lost his temper and suddenly kicked the cage with his foot, roaring, "Fuck him! These dogs deserve to be cut into pieces! They should be castrated, skinned, and hung on the city wall for public display!"

After he finished cursing, he realized that Wen Xingluo was still here, and immediately coughed twice to cover up, "Um, Ningning, it wasn't Daddy who was talking just now, I accidentally got possessed by something dirty. Those dirty words I used, dear, don't learn them! Children will wet the bed if they say dirty words!"

Wen Xingluo arched his eyebrows and said, "Dad, I didn't hear anything just now."

She left the main courtyard and went back to Xiejin Courtyard to take a nice bath.

After a sleepless night, she was about to go to bed to catch up on some sleep when the maid from the main courtyard suddenly came over and said, "Miss, the lady wants to come over and talk to you."

Wen Xingluo returned to the main courtyard. Xie Jing was not there and his mother was the only one in the dormitory.

The vermilion lacquer box was placed in the corner near the door, and the blood on the twelve human heads had long since dried and scabbed over.

My mother was wearing a pear blossom white brocade dress and was sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair.

Hearing footsteps, Wei Si looked up at Wen Xingluo from the bronze mirror.

Wen Xingluo bowed and said, "Mother."

Wei Si tilted her head, her eyebrows and eyes hidden behind her black hair were thin and gorgeous, and her amber eyes revealed the innocence and naivety of an animal.

Her voice was vague and confused. "Why?"

Why should I help her get revenge?

Wen Xingluo said seriously, "I've said before, I don't recognize my father. I'm my mother's child alone. I've always believed that natural blood ties are the strongest alliance in the world. And there's no closer symbiotic relationship than that between mother and daughter. When my mother is humiliated, I'm humiliated. Killing them is revenge for you, and for me as well."

Wei Si looked at the girl in the bronze mirror.

The girl's face was 70% similar to hers.

It made her vaguely recall her childhood, those ignorant and innocent days in the palace when she and her mother once looked into each other's eyes in the same bronze mirror.

"Daughter..." Wei Si murmured the word, her gaze on Wen Xingluo gradually changing from defensive scrutiny to a gentle gaze, "You are my...daughter..."

She killed her enemies with her own hands.

She has the same blood as her and a similar face as her.

She was the child conceived from her body.

She should have been her most trusted ally in this world.

Wen Xingluo knelt at her feet and rested his cheek on her knees dependently.

Wei Si lowered her eyes to look at her, "Being my daughter would be very dangerous."

Wen Xingluo said softly: "I know."

She knew that her mother's background was a mystery.

She knew that her mother had more than 300 memorial tablets enshrined in Ciyu Temple.

Wen Qingsong was just a small county magistrate. She didn't think there was anything special about him that was worthy of Mu Shangming sending so many palace masters and risking being killed by Xie Guanlan to come to Rongcheng to rescue him.

The only explanation is that Wen Qingsong provided valuable information to Mu Shangming.

The only information that this useless Wen Qingsong could produce in his life was his mother's secret.

Wen Xingluo took a deep sniff of the sweet scent on Wei Si's body. "No matter what the danger, I am willing to bear it with my mother. I will do my best to protect my mother. As a condition -"

She slowly raised her almond-shaped eyes, which were exactly the same as Wei Si's, with her pupils full of stubbornness, "I want my mother to love me."

Don’t allow Ai Wenrufeng and Wen Yue to attract them.

I am only allowed to love Wen Ningning.