Marry me
The new house was still cold because there was no fire, so the two of them returned under the moonlight.
He Yingchun pondered carefully, thinking that Wen Jingzhao must have looked for Heng Yusheng. No wonder Heng Yusheng didn't come that day. She glanced at Wen Jingzhao and asked, "You didn't do anything to Heng Yusheng, did you?"
Wen Jingzhao snorted coldly, "It's already been chopped into pieces."
It's impossible. Although Wen Jingzhao usually looks down on everyone, he often has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, so he would not kill innocent people.
He Yingchun didn't believe it. She was the one who implicated Heng Yusheng in this matter. She would have to apologize to her someday. However, she didn't tell Wen Jingzhao about it. Instead, she changed the subject and asked, "Hey, what's the matter with the wedding dress?"
Wen Jingzhao got angry when talking about this. He had ordered the clothes from the embroidery room a long time ago, and he had drawn the pattern. He had someone deliver it today. He had put it there originally wanting to give He Yingchun a surprise and have a good chat with her.
He had just turned around when Gesang dragged the wedding dress into the main room and was about to put it into the stove to burn. He hurriedly grabbed it, but his clothes were covered with dirt and some wet saliva.
On weekdays, when my mother does some needlework, if there are some scraps of cloth that are really not needed, she lets it carry them into the stove and throw them away. Or she lets He Yingchun carry some unused waste paper and throw it in. Sometimes she rewards it with some pieces of dried meat. Now it has finally learned how to do it.
He pinched Gesan's mouth and couldn't bear to hit him. That was his new wedding dress, and he hadn't even tried it on yet. Gesan almost burned it like a rag!
Gesan sniffed his hand, with a look of confusion in his eyes. Why didn’t he give him the dried meat yet?
It circled around Wen Jingzhao's calves, staring at his face with its little eyes. What a stingy guy!
…
That’s why there was the scene where He Yingchun and her mother came back and Wen Jingzhao hung out the clothes.
He Yingchun suppressed her laughter, "No wonder..."
"Wait." Wen Jingzhao stopped He Yingchun behind him and looked at the door vigilantly.
The door had been closed before leaving, but it was now ajar. "Has it been opened by someone?" He Yingchun lowered her gaze to the door and asked softly.
It was a dark and windy night, and the alley was deserted. Only a few families had lanterns hung high, their pale yellow light illuminating the roadside. The light swayed in the wind, casting shadows on the ground. He Yingchun squeezed Wen Jingzhao's hand, "Is there... a ghost?"
Before he finished speaking, there was a faint voice of conversation coming from inside the house, which was not very clear.
The two of them moved closer to the door to hear the conversation more clearly. "Is this it?"
"Yes, see him come in."
"What should we do? Just set it on fire?"
"Listen to the Third Master and wait for him..."
The two men were plotting inside, and I could vaguely hear the third in command talking about setting fire, but his voice was very low.
"Mom is still in there." He Yingchun mouthed the words, and Wen Jingzhao gestured for her to go back.
"Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!" The sound of dogs barking suddenly rang out, and a loud noise was heard in the house. Wen Jingzhao flashed in and kicked one of the men in the heart. The other man was caught off guard and fell backwards to the ground.
The other man held a tinder in his hand and swung it towards Wen Jingzhao. He knocked the tinder away, and it fell to the ground, flickering a few times before going out.
Wen Jingzhao took the opportunity to punch him in the eye, twisted his arm and pressed him to the ground.
"Third... Third Boss!" He roared towards the house.
Wen Jingzhao quickly picked up the clothesline, wrapped it around his hands a few times, picked up the clothes and stuffed them into his mouth.
"Three... wuwu..wuwuwu..."
The man who had just fallen to the ground got up and prepared to launch a sneak attack. He Yingchun tiptoed in with a big rock in his hand and hit him hard on the back of the head. He staggered and fell to the ground.
“Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!”
The sound of a dog barking was heard, and Mum came out first, a knife on her neck. A smiling man followed her out, the corner of his clothes being pulled by the dog. Smiling Tiger Zhangzhe narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Jingzhao, "We meet again."
He raised his leg and kicked, "You damn beast!"
Kelsang was kicked aside, his legs tumbling in the air. After a moment's rest, he barked wildly at him again and rushed forward to bite him. "Kelsang! Come here!" Wen Jingzhao called him.
"Dead dog!" Zhang Zhe kicked Gesan hard. The kick was so heavy that Gesan couldn't get up for a long time.
Gesan, He Yingchun's fingertips turned white and the corners of her eyes instantly turned red. She didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of angering this madman and hurting her mother.
Zhang Zhe smiled and looked around. "Does this scene look familiar?" He tapped his mother's neck with the knife and tilted his head. "Let me think about it. Hmm, it seems like this happened a few days ago?"
Wen Jingzhao placed his hand on his waist knife and said in a deep voice, "Release him."
"You said to release him, so let him go. I'm so embarrassed." Zhang Zhe clicked his tongue twice, shook his head, and slashed his knife at Mum's arm. Mum didn't scream, but groaned in pain.
He Yingchun clenched his fists, glanced around, and slowly touched the big rock, intending to throw it out when the opponent was not prepared.
Wen Jingzhao tightened his grip on the knife handle. Zhang Zhe's eyes fell on his hand, "Why are you doing this again?"
"The knife is lost!" Zhang Zhe said.
He Yingchun gripped the boulder tightly. Zhang Zhe ignored her and just stared at Wen Jingzhao, his smile growing even deeper. "The knife's gone!"
Wen Jingzhao pulled out his knife and put it on the neck of the little brother who fell on the rope. "Two for one, let him go."
He slashed my mother's leg again, the wound was deep, and my mother cried out "Ah" and fell to the ground. "Hmm? Let's see which knife is faster, yours or mine?"
His eyes were fierce. Wen Jingzhao glanced at his mother and moved the knife away.
"What do you want?"
Zhang Zhe nodded, "Finally we can talk properly. It's very simple. You stab yourself first and let me see your sincerity." He put the tip of the knife in front of his mother, very close to her, as if he would stab her if he was a little late.
"No!!" Mom cried, tears in her eyes. She struggled forward, "You're killing me! You're killing me!!"
Mom! He Yingchun’s face turned pale, and she clutched the stone tightly.
This smiling tiger came for him tonight. Wen Jingzhao put the knife on his arm and cut it, and blood came out instantly.
"Tsk, tsk, not deep enough!"
Wen Jingzhao pursed his lips as another knife cut his arm, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
"Well, it's okay... let them both go!" Zhang Zhe pointed at the two people on his left and right. One was hanging in the air, and the other was lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.
He Yingchun looked down at his younger brother lying on the ground. He thought he had hit the back of his head too hard just now. He might have been killed.
Wen Jingzhao glanced at his younger brother on the ground, actually looking at He Yingchun. She understood his look and held the stone tightly.
"Okay." Wen Jingzhao first pulled out the clothes stuffed in the mouth of the hanged younger brother, "You have to let us go! Humph!" The younger brother tilted his neck, and Wen Jingzhao reached out to cut the rope around his hand.
Three, two, one.
He Yingchun muttered to herself, "Swish!" She grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it up. Dust flew up, and the knife flashed, passing through the sand and rushing straight towards Zhang Zhe's head.
"Third boss! Get out of the way!"
Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhang Zhe dodged Wen Jingzhao's dagger and exerted force with his left hand. The blade was about to cut his mother's neck.
Wen Jingzhao suddenly flashed to Zhang Zhe's side, holding the knife in one hand, and poked Zhang Zhe's eyes with his index and middle fingers. Didn't he want to dig out his eyes? Then, he would give him a taste of his own medicine.
"Ah!" Zhang Zhe was stabbed and stepped back suddenly, but he reacted quickly. The blade passed by Wen Jingzhao's hand and stabbed straight into his shoulder. At the same time, he used a monkey stealing peach move, but because his eyes were blurred, he grabbed the corner of Wen Jingzhao's clothes.
Wen Jingzhao dodged, pushed on his toes, and the dagger flew back into his hand. Zhang Zhe put his hands on the hilt and stabbed hard. The tip of the knife directly pierced Wen Jingzhao's shoulder. At the same time, Wen Jingzhao's dagger also pierced the opponent's chest.
"ah!"
"Third Master!!!"
Zhang Zhe struggled to get up, gripped the knife handle and twisted it hard, causing Wen Jingzhao's wound to twist at an angle and bleed profusely.
He Yingchun rushed forward and smashed a big rock on Zhang Zhe's head. "Bang!" He saw stars, swayed twice, and finally fell to the ground.
"Wen Jingzhao!" He Yingchun threw away the stone and covered his wound with both hands, blood flowing through his fingers. "Hurry! Take the medicine! Where's the medicine?"
"In the closet..."
He Yingchun hurried into the house to get the medicine. She rummaged through the wardrobe, "Where's the medicine? Where is the medicine!" She opened the wardrobe and saw a black box on the top. He Yingchun opened it and saw a crimson dress inside. This... was a wedding dress, her wedding dress. Her fingers touched the fabric of the dress and it felt delicate.
He Yingchun came back to his senses and continued looking for medicine, finally finding a small porcelain bottle.
"Master!" Mum finally woke up and walked to Wen Jingzhao's side, "Master! Your injury!"
Wen Jingzhao shook his head slightly, "It's nothing." Then he grasped the handle of the knife and pulled it out, blood gushing out. He immediately pressed the acupoint on his shoulder. The doctor in the medical department taught him this, which could save lives at critical moments.
"The medicine is here! Hurry!" There were two pills left in the porcelain bottle, and Wen Jingzhao was asked to take them both.
"Hmph, die!" The little brother hanging on the rope snorted coldly, his face ferocious, wishing him dead. Mom rushed over and stuffed a rag into his mouth, tied up the other little brother lying on the ground, and tied up Zhang Zhe, the three of them, tightly.
It was a very tiring night. He Yingchun first applied medicine to her mother, and when the medicine took effect, she went to sleep.
Gesan was also badly injured and kept howling. He Yingchun applied medicine on his legs. Gesan curled up in his nest. He Yingchun reached out and touched him, saying, "Good dog." Gesan also slowly closed his eyes.
"Let's go and call Zhang Chao over at daybreak."
He Yingchun nodded and helped Wen Jingzhao into the house. "Let's rest first."
She had just messed up the cabinet while rummaging through the medicine. He Yingchun went over to tidy up the cabinet and took out the wedding dress to touch it.
She glanced at Wen Jingzhao and asked, "Is this the wedding dress for me?"
Wen Jingzhao leaned against the quilt, half lying down, and nodded. "Want to unfold it and see?"
She took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the wedding dress in front of her. It was red with gold embroidery, and the pattern was exquisite and beautiful, like the clouds flowing across the sky. She stared at the pattern and gently stroked it. "When did you order it?"
"On the fifth day of the second month, after we came back from capturing the bandits." After Wen Jingzhao came back from capturing the bandits, he often went to the small stall in the East Market to pick her and her mother up. He often passed by the embroidery room, so he drew a pattern and asked the embroiderer to make a wedding dress for him.
After returning from capturing the bandits, He Yingchun blinked and recalled that many things happened during that period. Boss Teng forced her to buy the recipe, but she refused and helped Zhuanmei Pavilion to fight against Jiangyue Tower.
He Yingchun recalled the events of that period like a running diary. Among other things, someone came to cause trouble, claiming the child had eaten roujiamo and gotten sick, and as a result, Mrs. Liu was arrested. Lady Wang divorced, rented a noodle shop, and then when Wen Jingzhao asked her about marriage, she refused.
Yes, he ordered the wedding dress a long time ago.
He had previously asked her, "Do you want to marry me?" He Yingchun replied, "No."
In fact, she was wrong. What Wen Jingzhao wanted to ask was, "Are you willing to marry me?" She refused.
Wen Jingzhao straightened up and stared at her, his eyes deep and tender. "Although it's a bit inappropriate at the moment, I still want to ask, He Yingchun, are you willing to marry me?"
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