Chapter 277 I don’t like my mother writing to him

Wen Yueyin was surprised, "How did you know?"

Wen Xingluo took a sip of almond tea in silence.

Over the past three days, she has gradually recovered all her memories.

As far as she knew, there was no one else but Pei Lin who was the force hidden in the palace.

She looked at Wen Yueyin and asked tentatively, "Do you still remember who our father is? Do you remember what happened in Rongcheng?"

Wen Yueyin snorted softly, "Whoever he is, I only need to know that my mother is the Princess of Wei! We carry the blood of the Wei royal family, and we shoulder the arduous task of revenge and restoration of our country! The past cannot be recalled, I have long sealed it in the dust. For the rest of my life, I will only look forward!"

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Wen Xingluo and couldn't help rolling her eyes. "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. But, little sister, you are a Wei citizen after all. You should join us in Pei Dajian's plan to restore the country!"

She opened the curtains and called Wen Ruyun and Wen Rulei in.

The carriage, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly became narrow.

Wen Yueyin said, "Second brother, third brother, please tell my younger sister."

Wen Ruyun waved his folding fan, "Wen Xingluo, we've thought about this. Fortune and wealth are sought through risk. Since ancient times, have kings, princes, generals, and ministers been born with special talents? If we can help Big Brother ascend the throne, then the positions of richest man and general will mean nothing. Our entire family will rise to prominence and become true descendants of the royal family, relatives of the emperor!"

"Yes," Wen Rulei nodded in agreement. "Xingluo, I used to think you were the lucky star of our family, but only now do I realize that perhaps God gave us the chance to be reborn not so that we can repent to you, but so that we can climb to higher heights. And Yueyin is our guide!"

Wen Xingluo: "...I hope she won't lead you into trouble."

Wen Yueyin smiled, "Little sister, are you jealous of me? I've said it before, I will personally bring glory and wealth to my father and brother in this life! And I will do better than you did in your previous life!"

Wen Xingluo: “…Hehe.”

Wen Ruyun was displeased, "Wen Xingluo, what's with this attitude of yours?! If you want to persuade us to behave ourselves, there's no need! We've already planned this rebellion!"

Wen Xingluo: “…”

First of all, she had no intention of trying to persuade them.

She just hoped that they could be more reliable and not implicate her and her mother.

"By the way," Wen Ruyun suddenly pulled out three exam papers. "The three of us also participated in Pei Dajian's training on restoring the country. These are our answer sheets. Pei Dajian praised us for our quick learning and our talent for rebellion."

The three siblings each picked up their own roll of paper.

Wen Rulei smiled brightly and said, "Even I got full marks! During all the years I was studying at the academy, I never got full marks! If Dad were still alive, he would definitely praise me."

Wen Xingluo watched them immersed in joy, silently supporting his forehead with his hand and looking out the window.

When they arrived at Ziyun Mountain, the imperial guards had already set up camp at the foot of the mountain.

Wen Xingluo found Pei Lin and said, "It's fine if you just fooled Wen Yueyin, but why did you drag Wen Ruyun and Wen Rulei into this? Aren't you afraid that if they tell others, it will implicate the palace servants under your command?!"

Pei Lin was fiddling with a bottle of medicine.

Hearing this, he looked at Wen Xingluo coldly and said in affirmation, "You have recovered your memory."

"Thanks to Eunuch Pei, it took quite a bit of trouble." Wen Xingluo said expressionlessly.

If she had not been alert and written a note in advance and hid it in Yuhe Palace when she realized something was wrong, she would not know what kind of puppet she would have become.

Her round almond-shaped eyes seemed to contain frost and snow as she questioned, "The road to national restoration is long and arduous. Does Eunuch Pei only want a puppet to serve as a signboard?"

"If the princess hadn't been so stubborn and refused to sincerely participate in our plan to restore our country, why would I have resorted to such a desperate measure?!" Pei Lin hid the medicine bottle in his sleeve and looked into the distance, a trace of disgust on his handsome face. "The princess only cares about love and romance. It's really disappointing!"

Wen Xingluo followed his gaze and saw Xie Guanlan and the others riding past on horseback.

She retracted her gaze. "Anyway, I hope that Supervisor Pei can control Hao Wenyue and the others so that they don't affect my mother. As for you, if you dare to do anything to me again, I will become your enemy."

After saying this coldly, she turned and left.

Pei Lin clenched his fists.

The girl in sight was wearing a light pink top and a wide, cyan-gold gauze skirt that fluttered in the wind, vaguely outlining her figure.

The girl is as soft as jade and as gentle as a flower, walking further and further away.

Pei Lin's eyes were bloodshot as he murmured softly, "You didn't grow up with us, so you naturally can't understand how we feel about restoring our country. Your only value is continuing the bloodline of the Wei royal family. But your husband must not have the surname Xie."

A man named Xie overthrew the Wei Dynasty.

Five generations ago, Xie Guanlan and Xie Zhe were from the same clan.

So that person definitely cannot be Xie Guanlan.

That night.

Xie Shian got a plate of roasted venison from somewhere and gave it to Wen Xingluo like a treasure.

Wen Xingluo brought the meat to his mother's tent, intending to share it with her, but saw her writing a letter at her desk.

She lit the candle a little brighter and asked, "Who is mother writing to?"

Wei Si smiled and said, "Someone you wouldn't expect."

Wen Xingluo looked at the table curiously.

There was a letter on the table. She picked it up and found that it was written by Prince Xie Xuchi to his mother.

There were only a few words on the letter:

——Is Madam Wei doing well these days?

Wen Xingluo was surprised. "He and Mother have only met a few times, why would he want to greet you? Besides, Mother doesn't get along with both his biological mother and his adoptive mother. He should be your enemy."

Wei Si couldn't figure it out either.

She blew on the ink on the paper, thoughts flashing through her phoenix eyes. "When I was young, I also liked writing letters to others. I liked writing to Xie Zhe the most, but I rarely received a reply from him. Later, when I went to the southwest, I also tried to write letters to my royal brother and his wife. Unfortunately, none of those letters could be delivered to them..."

She lowered her head sadly.

Wen Xingluo sat down next to her and put his arms around her waist.

She rested her face on Wei Si's arm and said, "Mother, you like to write letters to others, why don't you write to me? I... I also really like to communicate with others."

She lied to Wei Si, she was not that obsessed with writing letters.

But if it was her mother, she would be willing to write many, many letters to her.

Wei Si was amused by her and gently stroked her head. "We meet every morning and evening. I want to write a letter to Ningning, but I don't know what to write."

"What did mother write to the prince?" Wen Xingluo was curious.

Wei Si handed her the letter.

Wen Xingluo read through the lines one by one. Her mother's handwriting was very beautiful. She told Xie Xuchi that she was doing well recently. She also asked Xie Xuchi how the palace had changed over the years and which new restaurants with delicious food were there in the capital.

They are all very common everyday words, but they are very delicate and warm to read.

Wen Xingluo was a little unhappy and hugged Wei Si tighter, "I don't like mother writing letters to him."