However, when that familiar voice sounded, Zhuge Qing's body suddenly froze.

Wei Ting looked at his tense body and said, "If you don't scream, I won't hurt you. Also, you are not allowed to look back at me."

He doesn't want his face to be remembered.

Zhuge Qing didn't move, didn't say a word, just sat quietly in the wheelchair.

Wei Ting stayed in the pavilion for a while, and when he was sure that the other party had not chased him, he put his sword back into the scabbard, turned around and left the pavilion.

But for some reason, even though he had already walked down, he turned back and looked into the pavilion.

The killer waited until Wei Ting walked away before returning to the pavilion: "Sir, are you okay?"

Just now he was afraid that the man might hurt the gentleman, so he held back and waited for the other party to leave.

"It's okay." Zhuge Qing said calmly.

The killer has killed countless people and is very good at judging people's emotions by their breath. He feels that the gentleman is a little uneasy at this moment.

This is not like your character.

But he didn't dare to ask about the gentleman's affairs.

He thought for a moment and said, "Sir, I will go ahead and kill him."

"Wait." Zhuge Qing stopped him, "No need to kill anymore."

Meiji heard this as soon as she came in. She asked in confusion, "Who not to kill?"

"The guy who offended you." said the killer.

"Why not kill him?" Mei Ji was even more confused.

Zhuge Qing asked, "The person who went to Feiyue Theater to inquire about me is the one who came today?"

"Yes." Meiji said.

Zhuge Qing said sternly: "From now on, don't touch him."

Meiji and the killer were surprised.

Wei Ting returned to the pavilion guarded by servants from the Princess's Mansion. Yuwen Xi was not there. She had also been called away by the Emperor of Western Jin. Only Su Xiaoxiao was in the pavilion.

Su Xiaoxiao was peeling an orange. She glanced at him and asked, "Why did you take so long to say hello?"

"We were assassinated." Wei Ting sat down next to her.

Su Xiaoxiao paused while peeling the orange and asked, "Someone from the theater?"

Wei Ting nodded: "The one chasing me is a black armor guard, and the theater is related to Yuwen Huai."

Su Xiaoxiao frowned: "Could it be... that the theater is Yuwen Huai's power? But why did you get hunted down by Yuwen Huai when you went to investigate your second brother?"

Wei Ting hesitated for a moment and said, "I suspect that Yuwen Huai did something to my second brother. He was afraid that someone would come to avenge my second brother, so he killed them all."

Su Xiaoxiao groaned: "This analysis does make sense, but I always feel like something is wrong... Xiaohu is crying!"

She heard the crying coming from the grass field, which was drowned out by the noise from the Cuju field, but as a mother, she is always particularly sensitive to the crying of her own children.

"I'll go and take a look." Wei Ting said.

Su Xiaoxiao put down the half-peeled orange and said, "Aren't there people chasing you? I'll go."

Wei Ting put the orange back into her hands: "They don't dare to do it in public."

Su Xiaoxiao watched him walk quickly toward the pasture, and thought to herself that this guy was always slacking off in the countryside, but recently he has become more and more diligent. Has he learned to be caring?

oops.

What are you thinking about?

Su Xiaoxiao scratched her slightly red ears.

"Hey, miss, who is this?"

Suddenly, a malicious, sarcastic voice came from below the pavilion.

Su Xiaoxiao recognized that it was a maid whom she had met once in the pharmacy.

She glanced down at him.

As expected, she saw the eldest prince's daughter who had competed with her for Xuelian last time. She had heard her name from the little princess: Yuwen Jing, the second daughter of Yuwen Huai, born to a concubine.

Her status is far inferior to Yuwen Xin's, no wonder she was not canonized as a princess.

However, it is said that Yuwen Huai doted on her very much and she held a high status in the mansion, so she had the courage to repeatedly go against Yuwen Xin.

Today she was accompanied by an old friend.

Yu Wenjing and her group came uninvited and entered the pavilion of the Princess's Mansion.

Yu Wenjing looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a sense of superiority: "It really is you."

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes passed over her and fell on the face of an old friend. She smiled slightly and said, "Long time no see, Princess Lingxi. Or should I call you Princess Ling?"

The princesses of Northern Yan and Great Zhou came to marry the emperor's sons, but not a single prince had a chance. All of them were made concubines by the Emperor of Western Jin, one was called Concubine Ling and the other was called Concubine Jing.

"Do you know each other?" Yu Wenjing asked.

Guo Lingxi was blinded by Su Xiaoxiao's smile and said in a cold voice, "She is from the Great Zhou. I have seen her in the Great Zhou, but I am not familiar with her. Does Jing'er know her too?"

Yu Wenjing said disdainfully: "She is the girl who stole my Xuelian that I mentioned to you, and she claims to be Mr. Zhuge's sister."

"She? Mr. Zhuge's sister?" Guo Lingxi seemed to have heard a huge joke. He laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He looked at Su Xiaoxiao and said, "You really dare to make up such a story!"

"What do you mean?" Yu Wenjing asked.

"Since she claims to be Mr. Zhuge's sister, why not bring her to see Mr. Zhuge and recognize her in person. If Mr. Zhuge is willing to acknowledge her as his sister, I will chop off my head!"

Guo Lingxi did not reveal Su Xiaoxiao's true identity because it would not be fun if she did. She just wanted to see Su Xiaoxiao get slapped in the face in public.

The maid next to her suddenly pointed forward: "Look! Mr. Zhuge is coming!"

Zhuge Qing was pushed by a black-armored guard and had a mask on his face. His features were very obvious and very easy to recognize for people who were familiar with his current situation.

Although everyone found it strange why he suddenly put on a mask, they didn't take it too seriously.

"Stop," he said.

The Black Armor Guard stopped his wheelchair.

Zhuge Qing turned his head and looked towards the grassland.

Xiaohu sat in Wei Ting's arms and cried, feeling very aggrieved.

Da Hu looked up and said, "I didn't mean to do that. I told you that you couldn't catch it, but you insisted on catching it. I'm very strong! Next time, it's your turn to kick and I'll catch it. Is that okay?"

Mei Ji followed Zhuge Qing's gaze and couldn't help but widen her eyes. "Oh my God, isn't that the blind man? How could he be with my three little husbands? My little husbands even called him daddy? Did I hear it wrong? I must have heard it wrong!"

The three little ones' voices were not loud and ordinary people could not hear them, but those who practiced martial arts could hear them clearly.

"I heard it too. He was calling dad." The killer finished off.

Meiji glared at him fiercely.

Zhuge Qing looked at them with burning eyes.

Wei Ting seemed to sense something and looked over here.

Zhuge Qing retracted his gaze in time and said calmly, "Let's go."

Wei Ting's gaze fell on Zhuge Qing. Was this the person he had just met in the pavilion?

The little princess came over and said, "Wei Ting, what are you looking at? Ah, Zhuge Qing!"

Wei Ting frowned: "He is Zhuge Qing?"

"Mr. Zhuge..."

Yu Wenjing hurried down the stairs, intending to say hello to Zhuge Qing, but Zhuge Qing had already been pushed away by the killer and didn't even look at her.

Su Xiaoxiao folded her arms and looked at Guo Lingxi with a raised eyebrow: "Go and call my brother, and ask him to come and confront me."

Guo Lingxi gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be so complacent! Mr. Zhuge left early because of something. You won't be so lucky if you meet him next time!"

Su Xiaoxiao snorted coldly and looked up at the sky.

…

In the imperial study, the emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty called several royal heirs over and gave them a lecture. The content was nothing more than that they should behave themselves at his birthday party and not make trouble and make a fool of themselves by envoys from other countries.

The royal heirs expressed their filial piety again and again, saying that their brothers were friendly and respectful to each other, and their sisters were harmonious, and that their father was worrying too much.

After coming out, they all looked down on each other, ignored each other, and walked away without looking back.

Yuwen Huai and Yuwen Xi walked at the back.

In Yuwen Huai's view, the two of them were the strongest contenders for the throne, and the rest of his brothers were just running mates.

He looked at Yuwen Xi meaningfully: "I think my sister understands what the emperor means."

Yu Wenxi said calmly: "I don't care what my father means, but I am willing to listen to what my elder brother means."

Yuwen Huai smiled and said, "Brother, I am so happy that my sister has been released."

Yuwen Xi sneered: "Save the nice words for your staff, maybe you won't hear them in the future."

Yuwen Huai's smile remained unchanged: "It is better to say a few more words to my sister. Perhaps this is the last time I see my sister come out."

Yuwen Huai: Zhuge Qing will damn you tonight!

Yuwen Xi: I will make Zhuge Qing fall into eternal damnation tonight! "Humph!"

The two rolled their eyes at each other, then went their separate ways.

…

After returning to their respective pavilions.

"What did you say? Mr. Zhuge is gone?" Yuwen Huai was incredulous. What happened to Yuwen Xi? Why did he suddenly leave?

Yuwen Xi's reaction was not much stronger than Yuwen Huai's.

"Why did he leave? I put so much effort into giving him a good beating tonight! If he leaves, all my efforts will be in vain!"

The brother and sister were so angry that they each had a heart attack.

Zhuge Qing got on the carriage and left the palace.

The long-lost tranquility was broken, his thoughts were in turmoil, and his emotions could not calm down for a long time.

My legs started to hurt again.

It's the pain of needles pricking you, the pain of tearing you apart, mixed with the discomfort of being bitten by thousands of ants.

He couldn't get excited, it would make his condition worse.

But he couldn't calm down at this moment.

He clenched his fists, his eyes slightly red, perhaps from the pain or the longing.

Suddenly, a figure opened the back door and flashed into the car, sat down next to him, and pressed a cold dagger against his neck.

It’s Wei Ting.

"You are Yuwen Huai's confidant. You should know that I went to the theater to look for someone. What did you do with the person in the portrait?"

Zhuge Qing didn't say anything. He used great effort to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

"If you don't tell me, I will kill you! Or, I will cut off one of your arms and send it to Yuwen Huai's house. I believe he will be happy to make a deal with me."

Zhuge Qing's nails almost dug into his palm.

An arrow shot towards us.

Zhuge Qing pushed Wei Ting away violently, turned sideways and spread his arms to block Wei Ting.

Wei Ting was startled, pressed down his arm, and cut off the arrow that was about to hit his heart with a knife!

The killer and the beautiful girl who were following not far away appeared and rushed towards the assassin who shot an arrow at Zhuge Qing.

Inside the carriage, Wei Ting looked at Zhuge Qing strangely: "You just..."

Zhuge Qing tried hard to stay calm, but his breathing betrayed him.

The reason why you remain calm when Mount Tai collapses in front of you is because you don’t care.

But when he heard that a foolish boy had offended the Western Jin imperial family in order to find him, how could he pretend to be calm? Wei Ting switched the dagger to his left hand, with the tip of the knife facing himself, and slowly stretched out his right hand to take off the mask on his face.

Zhuge Qing turned his head away to avoid his hand.

Wei Ting stared blankly at the pale chin exposed under his mask, and spoke in a daze:

"Second brother?"

Double countdown, the last monthly ticket, is the way to bring my second brother home.

Please give me a ticket so my second brother can go home.

(End of this chapter)