Chapter 11 Wan Yan Ming Zhao "I don't want to see you again." She heard...
Xie Wanyan and Wei Mingzhao
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The night was deep, and the vast Zhongwu Marquis's mansion was eerily quiet.
Only the bamboo leaves rustled.
Recently, something happened in the capital. Lord Wei, who was on good terms with the Xie family, was framed by a rival and lost his life. Xie Dang intervened and managed to protect the women of the Wei family.
They were spared the death penalty, but could not escape punishment; they were all exiled to a harsh and cold place.
The young master of the Wei family has always been arrogant and willful, and he actually dared to kidnap people without any regard for the consequences!
As he approached the city gate to await the arrival of the exile procession, his eyes gleaming with cold light, Xie Lang quietly drew near, grabbed a sack, and stuffed the man inside. Before the man could struggle, Xie Wu quickly tied the sack shut.
Xie Lang waved his hand and ordered his men to carry the young master of the Wei family back to the Marquis's mansion and lock him directly in the woodshed in the backyard.
Wei Mingzhao continued to cause trouble, his eyes red as he desperately tried to run away, but Xie Lang beat him up. Both of them were covered in blood and collapsed on the demolished floor, both badly injured.
"Don't be impulsive. You're still alive. Your Wei family can make a comeback."
Xie Lang was usually a man of few words and rarely spoke so much in one breath.
As he spoke, crimson blood trickled into his lips. He wiped his mouth and said, "What good will it do you if you go now, except get yourself killed?"
Xie Lang stood up, glancing down at the boy who looked like a dead man. "I've secretly sent people to protect him. Think it over carefully."
After saying that, he pushed open the door to the woodshed.
The door made a dry, rattling sound, like the howl of a death knell.
Wei Mingzhao's eyelashes fluttered, and his eyeballs rolled down from the corners of his eyes. In despair, he curled up, covered his face, and cried bitterly.
From this day forward, he will have no home.
In the following two days, Wei Mingzhao became much quieter, as quiet as a dead person.
They never made a fuss about going out again.
I eat some at every meal. As for how much, it's just enough to keep me from starving.
Just when Xie Lang was relieved and thought there was a chance for things to turn around, he received devastating news.
Although the Xie family sent people to protect them secretly, the women of the Wei family had been too frightened earlier and, in their terror, secretly swallowed poison and died.
Upon receiving the news, Xie Lang stood in front of the woodshed for a long time.
Pushing open the door, a moment later a series of chaotic noises could be heard.
"I, Wei Mingzhao, sever all ties with you, Xie Lang'en, today!"
A hoarse, mournful cry came from inside the door.
Xie Lang stood silently for a long time, this time without wiping the blood from his face. "Even if we are estranged, you cannot leave the Marquis's mansion."
He turned and left without any expression.
It was another night, and Wei Mingzhao, like a lone beast, almost melted into the man-eating darkness.
He suddenly clenched his fist, raised his head, and closed his eyes tightly when he heard a series of light, quick footsteps.
Sure enough, in no time at all, the door was quietly pushed open.
Those fair fingers gripped the door panel carefully, as if afraid that any noise would attract wolves and tigers.
Then, a clear face appeared behind the back door; it was Xie Lang's older sister, Xie Wanyan.
Xie Lang and Wei Mingzhao were close friends since childhood, and later Xie Wanyan also joined them. As time went on, an ambiguous and inexplicable affection developed between Wei Mingzhao and Xie Wanyan.
All that's left is for Xie Wanyan to come of age and finally reveal their relationship.
Wei Mingzhao had bought Xie Wanyan's coming-of-age gift well in advance. It was all the money he had saved since childhood. He didn't keep a penny for himself and bought the jewelry that Xie Wanyan couldn't resist buying at the jewelry store last time.
The jewelry was too expensive, so Aunt Jia wouldn't buy it for Xie Wanyan.
That was two years ago. Wei Mingzhao didn't quite understand at the time, but for some reason, she only had one thought in her mind—I'll buy it for her.
When Xie Wanyan saw him, she immediately smiled, revealing her cute little tiger tooth.
Wei Mingzhao had wondered more than once what it would taste like to lick that little tiger tooth.
But now...
He closed his eyes tightly.
Xie Wanyan quietly went to his side and was relieved to see that his wounds had been treated with medicine. She then brought the food box to his side.
With a wave of his hand, Wei Mingzhao knocked the porcelain bowl away, and it immediately shattered into pieces on the ground. A shard of porcelain flew up and grazed Xie Wanyan's cheek, instantly cutting a gash from which blood flowed.
Xie Wanyan stared blankly at Wei Mingzhao.
Wei Mingzhao swallowed hard, turned his face away from her, and said with annoyance, "I told you not to talk, why do you keep talking?"
"...Brother Lang is doing this for your own good."
"roll!!"
Wei Mingzhao suddenly spoke up, kicking the food box away like a madman, and wildly rummaging through his hands, yelling, "Get out!"
His eyes burned with fury and bloodlust as he pointed at the flimsy wooden door of the demolished house, showing no mercy, "Get out!"
When has Wei Mingzhao ever treated her like this?
Xie Wanyan's heart trembled; she knew about the changes in his family.
She was so good to him; she was worried he'd be cold at night, so she specially brought him hot porridge. How could he do this to her…?
Xie Wanyan's wide, startled eyes were filled with tears of confusion, wetting her eyelashes.
I don't want to see you again.
She heard Wei Mingzhao say coldly and ruthlessly.
She seemed not to recognize him anymore.
He is not her Wei Mingzhao.
Xie Wanyan straightened up, staggered back two steps, and almost fell, but he seemed oblivious, just looking down at her without paying any attention.
Xie Wanyan's rosy lips had already turned pale. She wanted to speak, but her lips trembled, and her voice was extremely low, filled with a helpless sob, "It's chilly at night, have some porridge."
Having said that, he turned around in a panic and fled from the terrifying woodshed as if he were escaping.
After he could no longer hear Xie Wanyan's voice, he leaned over, picked up the shard of porcelain that had cut Xie Wanyan, and clenched it tightly in his palm. Instantly, red blood bloomed in his palm.
The next day, Xie Wanyan stayed in her bedroom, lost in thought.
Suddenly she heard a commotion in the mansion. Her heart skipped a beat, and she rushed to her own courtyard gate without even putting on her shoes.
Just then, Xie Lang hurried past, and she quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
Xie Lang paused for a moment, his gaze towards her extremely complicated. "He ran away."
Xie Wanyan waited for two days before Xie Lang returned.
From afar, Xie Lang shook his head at her.
Xie Wanyan pursed her dry lips and suddenly felt a bitter taste in her mouth.
From that day on, Wei Mingzhao disappeared, just like the wisps of smoke rising from her small kitchen.
She never saw Wei Mingzhao again.
At first, Xie Wanyan was not used to it and stayed in her room, lost in thought.
The nanny who had cared for her since childhood felt uneasy and secretly went to find the prince.
But the prince remained silent after hearing this, and then shook his head.
What does shaking one's head mean?
The old woman didn't understand.
But the old woman probably knew that the marriage between the young couple was probably over.
Indeed, in the past, the Wei family was slightly inferior to the Marquis's family when they married, but the deep affection between them made up for it.
Now, where in the capital is there a Wei family mansion?
Time flies, and Xie Wanyan has grown up so fast that she's like a flower about to bloom, incredibly beautiful.
Unlike Xie Lang, who was aloof and dignified, Xie Wanyan resembled her mother more, with a bright and beautiful appearance and graceful demeanor.
However, during this period, her brows and eyes were always veiled by a faint sorrow, as if shrouded in dark clouds.
Everyone in the Marquis's residence saw it clearly and understood the situation.
Especially Xie's mother—Xia Rushi, who truly felt sorry for her daughter.
I quietly inquired about how Lord Wei Mingzhao was doing lately.
The Marquis, however, took her hand and led her away from the crowd to the lake in the mansion, where the water shimmered with rippling light.
Xia Rushi's heart sank slightly, and she grasped his hand. "Is it not good?"
The Marquis sighed softly, "It all depends on fate."
These words were ambiguous, and Xia Rushi's beautiful eyes were filled with doubt. Xie Dang couldn't help but soften a little, and he explained in a rare low voice, "He is now walking a dangerous path, licking blood off the edge of a knife."
"Then what about him and Wanyan..."
Xia Rushi murmured.
Xie Dang shook his head.
It's unclear whether shaking one's head means it's not acceptable or simply a refusal.
As parents, and with no outsiders in the household, how could a husband and wife, who love their children wholeheartedly, not know who their daughter is falling in love with?
They secretly observed the shy and bewildered expressions of the two young children, and already understood the unspoken agreement with the Wei family. They planned to reveal the matter once Xie Wanyan came of age. If they were mutually attracted, they would arrange their engagement.
Xia Rushi was happy to see her daughter marry into the Wei family.
The Wei family is kind and loyal; they will surely treat their daughter well.
But unexpectedly, at this crucial moment, it didn't work out...
How heartbroken my daughter must be! I only hope that she is still innocent and will just consider it a youthful infatuation and forget about it soon.
On the day she came of age, the banquet was extremely lively.
The ladies of various families, along with their daughters, came to congratulate the Marquis of Zhongwu on the birth of his beloved daughter. Xie Wanyan wore a smile on her face and received many gifts.
But her clear eyes kept looking towards the door.
People come and go, but she can't wait for the person she wants to see.
Feeling down, she waited until after the banquet, then returned to her room and closed the door before the nanny even entered.
Leaning against the door, she shed two clear tears.
She cried quietly, but soon stopped sobbing and wiped away her tears without much expression.
But he didn't open the door. He stood there quietly watching the flickering lights, and then slowly glanced at the various objects in her room.
The light silk lantern, the incense burner emitting blue smoke, and the Chengni inkstone on the table—at a glance, these were all things Wei Mingzhao had bought for her.
That Chengni inkstone was brought back for her by Wei Mingzhao from afar when he went to Jiangzhou.
She still remembers his bright, nervous eyes, like stars in the sky.
At that moment, she couldn't help but reach out and touch the corner of his eye, and his face instantly turned bright red.
The two stared at each other, then Wei Mingzhao chuckled, covered his mouth, and in the next instant, he jumped over the wall and escaped!
Xie Wanyan was stunned, then suddenly chuckled.
Thinking of the past softened her expression, but once she pulled herself out of her memories, she fell silent again.
Take a few steps forward and call the old woman in.
Her face showed no signs of distress by now.
As I was washing up as usual, before going to bed, I suddenly noticed the brocade boxes on the floor.
These were all gifts from the young ladies of various families to her today, but one box looked unfamiliar.
As if possessed, she got out of bed and went over there. When she touched the box, her heart skipped a beat.
Slowly open it to see what's inside.
She put it back with a straight face, but her eyes instantly turned red.
The much-anticipated coming-of-age ceremony passed by so easily in her mind.
She tossed and turned, and after what seemed like an eternity, she finally fell asleep.
The tall trees outside the courtyard cast long, shadowy shadows, and just as dawn was about to break, a figure flashed by.
Two days later, while she was strolling through the market, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.
She hurriedly chased after him, but the man seemed to sense her presence and walked even faster, weaving left and right into alleys, trying to shake her off!
Xie Wanyan gritted her teeth and followed, sweat beading on her forehead and her feet aching, but she refused to give up.
They followed the man into the deep alley.
Heaven helped her; it turned out to be a dead-end alley.
The man had his back to her and refused to turn around.
He was much thinner than when I last saw him, his shoulders and back like sharp blades.
"Wei Mingzhao",
She called his name softly.
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Author's Note: Next Chapter Preview:
Xie Wanyan frowned in surprise, "You're saying I have no shame?"
Wei Mingzhao's eyes were icy cold. He slightly turned his head and glanced at her hand before looking at her, his expression a mix of mockery and sarcasm, "Isn't that right?"
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