His throat moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak.

Wei Ting looked at him stubbornly, not missing any details of his. If what he had just done was just a test, then now he was absolutely sure of it.

Before his second brother could reject him, he said, "I recognized the wrong person. You have lost your memory, you are a dead soldier, you are poisoned. Which one do you want to say?"

This was not the first time he had taken his brother home. He was an experienced Wei Xiaoqi and had learned to find excuses for his brother himself.

Say what your brothers say and leave them speechless.

Zhuge Qing: "..."

Mei Ji and the killer dealt with the assassins, a total of ten people, who were lying in ambush on the road leading east out of the palace. An archer was lurking on the roof, and nine killers were hiding in the alleys.

They left one person alive.

Mei Ji kicked the man on the shoulder and said, "You dare to assassinate me with your ability? You overestimate your own abilities! Tell me! Who sent you here?"

The man bit open the poison sac in his mouth, his face twisted, black blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground in pain.

As he fell heavily, a drop of black blood splashed out and spilled on Mei Ji's shoes.

Meiji stomped her feet in anger: "Ah! It's so dirty! It's so dirty!"

The killer glanced at her shoes. It was just a drop of blood. Women just love to make a fuss.

Meiji suddenly thought of something and stopped, looking towards the carriage: "There is someone else in the carriage!"

"That's the guy," the killer said.

"Which one?" Mei Ji asked.

The killer thought about it and considered his words: "Your father-in-law."

Meiji: “…”

Mei Ji asked angrily, "Did you see the blind man get into the sir's carriage? The sir wanted to be alone, why didn't you stop the man? What if he hurt the sir?"

The killer said, "The master said not to touch him, so I can't touch him."

Meiji choked: "You——"

Zhuge Qing's men would absolutely obey orders, even if the order was to kill Zhuge Qing, they would do it without hesitation.

Meiji walked towards the carriage with a hurry.

The killer called out to him, "If I were you, I wouldn't go over there."

"Why?"

"Killer's instinct, sir, very happy."

"H-Happiness?"

Mei Ji blinked in confusion. Half of the car curtain was shot down by the arrow. From her and the killer's perspective, they could see the situation inside clearly.

"Mr. is obviously in pain. Look at how tightly he clenched his fists. His legs must be hurting again. It hurts more than usual. His eyes are red. If he is happy, then what kind of fetish does he have?"

At this point, Mei Ji's mind suddenly lit up, as if she had opened the door to a new world, "Sir... he's not the kind of person that's rumored... he's tied to the head of the bed with candles lit, and whipped with a whip..."

The killer looked at her speechlessly.

What is this all about? ...

In the Chongming Hall of the Western Jin Dynasty Palace, the banquet officially began.

The Emperor of Western Jin sat upright on the dragon throne, with the Empress next to him. On the two seats slightly lower on both sides sat the princesses who were married to the emperor from the Great Zhou and Northern Yan, who had now been canonized as Concubine Ling and Concubine Jing.

The Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty was not a dissolute and immoral person. Moreover, it was heard that after the two new concubines entered the harem, the Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty gave them generous rewards on the surface, but in fact he rarely summoned them to sleep with him.

I have to say that the Western Jin Dynasty was really good at playing political games.

It would not be appropriate to marry the two princesses to any of the princes. One was Yuwen Huai, the other was Yuwen Xi. Their quarrels were enough to give the Western Jin emperor a headache. If there were two more princes backed by Northern Yan and Great Zhou, how chaotic would that be? Su Xiaoxiao and the three children were seated as distinguished guests of the Princess's Mansion.

Su Xiaoxiao and Yu Wenxi were at the same table. The three little ones were originally at the same table with the little princess, but were attracted over by Su Yuan's candied haws.

One of the three sat in Su Yuan's arms, and two sat in the old marquis' arms, licking the candied haws with a slurp.

There was singing and dancing in the center of the hall. The dancers tried their best, even using all their skills, but more and more people were still attracted to the triplets.

There is no other reason.

Triplets are so rare, especially when they are so pretty and cute.

They nestled in Su Yuan and the old marquis' arms, like three little glutinous rice balls.

The women stared with their eyes wide open, and the men would glance at her from time to time, as if they felt that if they also gave birth to triplets, they would be very powerful.

The Emperor of Western Jin asked about Su Xiaoxiao's identity, and Yuwen Xi introduced her generously: she is the granddaughter of Qin Canglan, the cousin of the Marquis of Zhenbei, and married to Wei Ting, the youngest grandson of Marquis Wu'an.

When the old marquis heard Yu Wenxi mention the Zhenbei Marquisate in her introduction, he expressed his satisfaction.

This introduction caused a stir. People thought he was just an ordinary guest, but they never thought he was so famous. Although the Great Zhou was not as powerful as the Western Jin, Qin Canglan, the Marquis of Zhenbei, and the Lord of Wu'an were well-known.

"Wei Ting was originally here, but he felt unwell, so I asked him to go back and rest first."

Yuwen Xi gave a reasonable explanation for Wei Ting's absence and said, "He prepared a generous gift for the emperor, wishing him good fortune and a long life."

The gift was prepared by Yuwen Xi. Wei Ting and the others only found out about the birthday banquet the night before and had no time to prepare any birthday gifts. Even if they had time, Yuwen Xi would not have let his guests spend money.

The Western Jin Emperor nodded, and his gaze fell back on Su Xiaoxiao's face again: "She was the one who cured Yi'er's smallpox?"

"Yes." Yu Wenxi said.

There were several imperial physicians present, and the news had already spread.

Everyone shook their heads. It was clearly Doctor Liang who cured the patient, but Her Royal Highness the Princess attributed the credit to an outsider. It seemed that she wanted to win over the forces of the Great Zhou.

The Emperor of Western Jin knew in his heart that it was indeed this little girl who cured Yuwen Yi of smallpox.

When he let Yuwen Xi go out of the house to attend the banquet, everyone thought he was soft-hearted and was giving Yuwen Xi a chance to turn things around. In fact, he just wanted to meet this doctor.

He knew Yuwen Xi. The little girl's identity had been discovered by He Gui. Yuwen Xi would definitely bring her along to give him a clear way out.

He originally planned to keep the little girl to treat Zhuge Qing, so as to keep Zhuge Qing for a long time and let Zhuge Qing serve the Western Jin Dynasty.

But he didn't expect that the little girl actually had some background.

The Emperor of Western Jin took a sip of tea with an unclear expression.

At a banquet, due to Zhuge Qing's absence, Yuwen Huai and Yuwen Xi were unable to fight. The Third Prince and others were somewhat uninterested and were waiting to see the show. Neither the eldest brother nor the second sister made a move.

So disappointed.

Even more disappointed than them was the dancer.

The dancers were almost in despair; their waists were broken, their legs were cramped, and their faces were stiff from smiling. But the guests would rather watch the three little dumplings gnawing on candied haws than watch them dance.

After the palace banquet, Yuwen Xi sent a carriage to take Su Xiaoxiao away. The old marquis and Su Yuan rode out of the palace together in the carriage.

When they reached the door, they would change back into their own carriage.

Before getting off the carriage, the old marquis asked, "Where is Wei Ting?"

Su Xiaoxiao said, "He said he had something to do and might be busy until very late, so he asked me to go back to the inn first."

She didn't mention the assassination attempt on Wei Ting.

The old marquis frowned: "What is this Wei Ting doing?"

Su Yuan looked at the three little ones who were sitting in his and the old marquis' arms, drowsy like chickens pecking at rice, and said with a smile: "Father, the children are tired. Let's go first and let them go back to the inn to rest."

The old marquis looked down at the big tiger and the second tiger on his lap, and said with a smile, "How about going to Grandpa's place tonight?"

The three little guys woke up in a second, slid down from his and Su Yuan's legs, walked to Su Xiaoxiao, and waved their hands decisively at them.

"Goodbye, great grandfather! Goodbye, uncle!"

Old Marquis: "..."

…

But after Wei Ting recognized Zhuge Qing, he refused to leave.

"Where do you live?" Wei Ting asked.

Zhuge Qing did not answer.

“If you don’t tell me, do you think I have no other options?” Wei Ting raised his eyebrows, threw the unconscious driver to the killer, and whipped the horse, which raised its hooves and started running.

Wei Ting sat back next to him and crossed his arms: "I know the way well, you taught me, second brother."

Zhuge Qing's horse knew the way and really took the carriage back to Zhuge Qing's residence.

Looking at the familiar gate, and then at A Yuan who pushed the door open to greet Zhuge Qing, Wei Ting's face darkened: "The handsome uncle these three brats are talking about is my second brother?"

Wasn’t he the first one to find the second brother?! The kid has already met his second brother several times!!!

Wei Xiaoqi said that he felt unbalanced! Yuan didn't know what happened. Seeing Wei Ting and his husband coming back in the same car, he thought they met on the way.

"He is the father of the triplets, sir. Did you recognize him?"

Zhuge Qing said nothing and pushed the wheelchair in.

Wei Ting looked at his wheelchair and finally understood why there were no thresholds in his yard and even half of the steps were paved with stone slabs.

"My master is going to rest, this young master..."

Before A Yuan finished speaking, Wei Ting walked around him and followed Zhuge Qing into the house.

Yuan looked confused.

He looked at Wei Ting, then at the killer and Mei Ji who followed closely.

"Should we... ask that person to leave?"

He said please, but he actually meant throw.

My husband hates strangers entering his house, so he can only enter when he is cleaning.

The killer said nothing and Meiji rolled her eyes.

Wei Ting stood behind Zhuge Qing and said, "I took your portrait to the theater to look for you, but was chased by Yuwen Huai."

Zhuge Qing closed his eyes: "He has nothing to do with this matter."

Wei Ting said: "So it is you, second brother, who is going to hunt me down?"

Zhuge Qing wanted to say something but stopped.

Wei Ting felt very aggrieved: "I came all the way to find you, but you wanted to kill me... I came to see you with tea leaves, but you refused to see me..."

Zhuge Qing took a deep breath: "You..."

Wei Ting sat down on the steps at the door angrily: "I'm angry! The kind that can't be appeased!"

He paused and glanced behind him, "Unless you admit that you are my second brother."

Zhuge Qing said calmly: "It's up to you."

He pushed the wheelchair to the bedside and moved himself onto the bed with difficulty using his hands.

Wei Ting listened to the noise in the room and resisted the urge to look back.

"That killer of yours hit me really hard. It hurt more than my third sister-in-law's beating me."

Killer: What does it have to do with me? ! "If you don't care about me, just let me die on my own. Let me be blown to death by the wind, frozen to death by the frost, or bitten to death by the poisonous insects of the Western Jin Dynasty!"

Wei Ting said this angrily and lay down on the ground in a naughty manner.

Zhuge Qing lay flat on the bed, folded his hands on his abdomen, and closed his eyes quietly.

Yuan saw that something was not right, so he went into the house and said to Zhuge Qing, "It's windy outside, let me get you a quilt."

Zhuge Qing said nothing.

A Yuan went to get it and handed it to Wei Ting.

Wei Ting grabbed the quilt in anger and kicked it open with his feet.

Ah Yuan stood outside and whispered, "The Western Jin Dynasty is very strange. It's clearly autumn, but there are still poisonous insects coming out. Today's insecticide grass hasn't arrived yet..."

There was a big temperature difference between morning and night in the Western Jin Dynasty. It was like spring and summer during the day, but like falling into an ice cellar at night. Lying outside all night could really freeze you to death.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

More than half an hour has passed...

Zhuge Qing clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Wei Xiaoqi, get in here!"

Wei Ting wrapped himself in the quilt, rolled inside, and rolled to the side of his bed.

Wei Ting wrapped himself up like a silkworm pupa, and his head emerged from the quilt. His obsidian eyes looked at him: "Second brother, you called me Xiaoqi, are you going to recognize me? If not, get out of here again."

Zhuge Qing: "..."

Today's two chapters are both good chapters. Is Xiaoqi's performance worthy of everyone's monthly ticket? Look through your pockets, if you still have monthly tickets, vote for them quickly before they expire.

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