Just after Rong Zhen and the others left, Ye Wenguan poured another cup of tea to the empty opposite side, and then whispered: "Now that you are here, why are you still hiding?"

Jian Yu jumped down from the roof and walked to him silently.

Ye Wenguan smiled and said: "You are faster than the people of King Wei."

"On the one hand, you saved them, and on the other hand, you sold their whereabouts to King Wei. What exactly are you planning?"

Jian Yu asked. Ye Wenguan gestured "please" with his hand: "Why don't you sit down and drink a cup of tea first? This tea was brewed by the young master of the Lu family!"

After hearing Lu Zheng's name, Jian Yu paused, then sat down opposite Ye Wenguan, holding the tea in his hand but not drinking it.

Ye Wenguan didn't care and just said, "This matter probably started ten years ago. I wonder if you have time to listen to me finish?"

"Since I came to you, it's for the truth." Jian Yu took a sip of tea and said, "Mr. Ye, please."

Ye Wenguan smiled and said, "The tea is cold. I'll ask someone to change the tea, and we'll talk later."

As he finished speaking, a servant came in with tea, but from the sound of his footsteps, Jian Yu could judge that this person's kung fu was as high as his own. He knew that the so-called change of tea was fake. It was just Ye Wenguan's disguised warning to him not to act rashly. He restrained the murderous intent in his heart and looked at Ye Wenguan again.

Ye Wenguan naturally understood his compromise. In fact, he did not intend to be an enemy of Jian Yu. It was just right that it was like this now.

"If I remember correctly, your mother just passed away ten years ago?"

Jian Yu's face darkened: "What do you want to say?"

"After so many years, I think you know that your mother committed suicide, right?"

Jian Yu did not speak, but tightened his hand holding the hilt of the knife. The servant who had poured the tea but did not leave moved his eyes and took a step forward, just blocking Jian Yu's sight of Ye Wenguan.

Ye Wenguan shook his hand: "It doesn't matter, you leave first."

The servant saluted, but just stood behind Ye Wenguan. Ye Wenguan did not care, thinking that this person was his trusted subordinate.

Jian Yu took a deep breath and sorted out the turbulent emotions in his heart. He looked at Ye Wenguan again: "Mr. Ye, just say what you want to say."

Ye Wenguan chuckled: "Don't be nervous, sir. Your mother's death has nothing to do with me. In fact, ten years ago, your mother committed suicide in despair after learning the truth."

"You know?" Jian Yu's body tensed. For all these years, he had never doubted his mother's death. He always thought that his mother committed suicide in despair because she couldn't bear her current life. But when he heard Ye Wenguan say this, he knew there was another story.

"When your mother was engaged to the King of Wei, they were a perfect match, and it was a good story in Yanjing. Unfortunately, the King of Wei rebelled, which implicated your mother. No matter who saw this, they would just sigh that your mother had a miserable life, but it was a pity that the fact was not so." Ye Wenguan put down the teacup and leaned forward slightly. "Since you have found me, you must have met Mr. Yu, right?"

Jian Yu nodded as a reply.

"Since you have met him, you should know that the King of Wei might have had a chance to save your mother, but in his heart, revenge and the country are far more important than your mother, and also more important than you." Ye Wenguan's voice was gentle, but his words were like a sharp blade with poison.

Jian Yu had guessed about these things after meeting Yu Ke, but he didn't dare to think deeply about them. Now that Ye Wenguan said it bluntly, he lost even the last bit of hope. He looked at Ye Wenguan and tried his best to control his tone and be calm: "So, what does Mr. Ye want to say?"

Ye Wenguan stood up and sighed: "Ten years ago, I had just practiced the way of inaction and stayed in Yanjing for a while, but I was young and hot-tempered at that time, and I offended someone I shouldn't have offended. I was retaliated against in private, but fortunately I was saved by your mother. At that time, I read a fortune for her. If it were me today, I would not tell her this fortune, but I didn't think much about it at that time and told her."

"Then...what happened?"

"Your mother had deep feelings for the King of Wei and endured humiliation for him, so naturally she didn't believe what I said. But she was also a smart woman, and she must have discovered some clues, and somehow learned the truth, so she couldn't bear it for a while. She met me before she died, and I owed her this, but she did have deep feelings for the King of Wei, and she couldn't forget him even before her death." A trace of sadness flashed across Ye Wenguan's face, "I promised her that I would come back to you in person. "I helped the King of Wei at the critical moment, but I have always had a grudge against the King of Wei, so I have gone back on my word."

Jian Yu opened his mouth but said nothing. Even though he knew that his mother had committed suicide, he now found that she was disappointed with the King of Wei and did not want her life, not even her young son. He still felt like there was a big hole in his heart, making him uncomfortable and unable to breathe.

Ye Wenguan looked at him with some pity. Jian Yu's appearance was similar to Gao Jinwen, but the pair of phoenix eyes inherited from the Rong family could see the shadow of the King of Wei. If it were not for the rebellion of the King of Wei, he would have been the prince, high above. Gao Jinwen actually did not dislike her son, but in her heart, this love was far inferior to that of the King of Wei. So after discovering that the King of Wei had indeed sent someone to secretly look after Jian Yu, she left the precious opportunity of Ye Wenguan to the King of Wei. Ye Wenguan believed that Jian Yu could think of these things, but for him, this would probably make him feel more uncomfortable than not knowing.

Jian Yu laughed at himself: "I thought she could not stand the lowly life, so I studied and practiced martial arts, and tried my best to climb up, just to clear her name, but I didn't know that I was overthinking from the beginning." For

this, he even lost the only person in the world who truly loved him.

Ye Wenguan seemed to be hesitant to talk, and finally could only say to Jian Yu: "There are many things I cannot tell you clearly. Regarding the rebellion, perhaps you can only ask the King of Wei in person."

Jian Yu closed his eyes, suppressed his bitterness, and said coldly: "Of course I will ask him."

"In that case, there is nothing I can do to help you."

Jian Yu turned his head slightly: "Mr. Ye, can you recite the mantra for rebirth?"

Ye Wenguan was stunned for a moment, but still replied: "This was originally what the old bald donkey Liaochen was good at, but... forget it, whose soul do you want to save?" Jian

Yu was a little confused: "I don't know who he is... Maybe he didn't belong here..."

Lu Zheng suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose, glanced at Rong Zhen in front of him, and pulled the reins again. The two of them were heading towards Shili Slope. Because it was a mountainous area, it was not convenient to ride a horse. In addition, the road was not good, so Lu Zheng had a hard time walking, and his face was covered with sweat.

Rong Zhen took Lu Zheng's reins and stretched out a hand in front of him. Lu Zheng was stunned, and Rong Zhen said, "It will be easier if I lead you."

"Oh..." Lu Zheng put his hand into his palm obediently, but somehow, he blushed. He couldn't help but despise himself. He had slept too much, but he couldn't stand a little freshness.

Rong Zhen didn't know what he was thinking about, so he could only say helplessly: "The mountain road is steep, don't be distracted."

Lu Zheng quickly collected his running mind and followed Rong Zhen's steps obediently.

Perhaps because the forest was so quiet, Lu Zheng couldn't help asking, "When you knew I wasn't from here, did you feel scared?"

Rong Zhen chuckled, "No, I was a little curious."

"Curious?" "

Ye Wenguan told me that people from outer space are the best at breaking through situations, so after knowing your ability, I wanted to recruit you, and I didn't think it would end up like this." Rong Zhen didn't hide anything, but told him exactly what he thought.

"Then... what do you think now?" Lu Zheng didn't feel bad, after all, they didn't know each other at the time, it would be strange if Rong Zhen had any feelings for him, he was just a little curious about Rong Zhen's thoughts now.

Rong Zhen stopped and looked back at him helplessly. He raised their clasped hands and said in a low voice, "I only wish to hold your hand and accompany you for life."

Lu Zheng's face turned red again, and he quickly lowered his head to pretend to be a quail. However, Rong Zhen was a little unwilling. He let go of the reins with his other hand and hugged him: "What about you?"

Lu Zheng was originally slightly shorter than Rong Zhen. When he was hugged by him, his forehead was facing Rong Zhen's lips. He felt the warm breath there, and he was a little hesitant to speak. He stammered, "I, I, I...what's wrong with me?"

Rong Zhen touched his forehead affectionately and then let him go. As they hurried forward, he asked, "How did you see me at the beginning?"

Lu Zheng recalled the scene when he first met Rong Zhen and couldn't help laughing out loud, "I was curious when I saw you at first." He remembered the "overly bullying Rong Nineteen" in the words of the Duke of England. The more he thought about it, the funnier it became. His body began to tremble, which made Rong Zhen feel a little puzzled.

Lu Zheng thought of the topic he had talked about with Rong Zhen later, and his mood slowly calmed down. He murmured, "Later... I thought you were a little scary." He looked at Rong Zhen's broad back, "You are not only powerful and strong, but your heart is also strong."

Rong Zhen paused, and then said, "I also have weak moments, but you just haven't seen it."

The implicit meaning in his words made Lu Zheng's heart tense. He couldn't help but feel annoyed that he had broken this rare warmth, and could only say something nonsense to make up for it.

"Later... Later I thought you were a little hateful. You always pinched my face by relying on your high seniority." Lu Zheng was angry. The shadow of being pinched was so big that he couldn't forget it now.

Rong Zhen smiled, not exposing Lu Zheng's painstaking efforts, and said, "I'll let you pinch it back next time."

"Next time? When?"

"When we're in bed."