Chapter 951: Clouds Cover the Sun and Swallows Return to Their Nests (Part 1)
When Wei Changtian said goodbye to He Jing and walked back to the courtyard where he lived in the sunset, Duan Fangping and the other three had not returned yet.
He made himself a pot of tea and sat in the front hall, recalling the conversation he had just had with Cui'er in his mind.
There is no doubt that no matter from which angle you look at it, Cui'er and Youjia have no relationship at all, and they are not even "long-lost sisters" anymore.
But coincidentally, the two of them have so many similarities. To be honest, Wei Changtian actually didn't know what he was going to do on this trip.
Did he want to verify this long-standing guess? Or did he want to see "Youjia" again? But what was the point? Playing with the teacup, Wei Changtian turned his head to look at the scenery outside the house, his eyes were a little complicated.
He still doesn't know the answer to the question of whether Yujia is alive or dead.
It’s not that we can’t know, but that we don’t know.
After all, since Ning Yongnian's death, the Daning Dragon Guards had either died or escaped and no longer existed. The secret room where the Dragon Guards' life tablets were kept was also found by Ning Wenjun.
In fact, the latter immediately sent a letter to report the matter.
However, Wei Changtian did not read the secret letter. He just let Chu Xianping read it and then burned the letter.
Of course, burning the letter doesn't mean it becomes a secret.
At least if Wei Changtian wanted to know whether You Jia was dead or alive, he only needed to send a message to ask, and he would get an accurate reply within half an hour.
But he never did it.
Wei Changtian himself was not clear about the reason.
Maybe I still feel a little guilty in my heart. "Alas."
He sighed, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
Outside the house, a few floating clouds were painted with a layer of golden glaze by the setting sun.
People walked in the streets at dusk. The huge capital city was both quiet and noisy. Gradually, a few lights lit up in the darkening sky.
The evening breeze has arrived, and the clouds have been blown away, no longer stacked up in layers.
It seemed like just a blink of an eye and the world went from dusk to night.
The night sky is filled with stars, echoing the thousands of lights on the ground and connecting together in the sky.
Soon after Duan Fangping and his three companions returned, candlelight was finally lit in the courtyard.
In the swaying light and shadow, the exaggerated and unbridled laughter once again echoed in the night sky, like dark clouds covering the stars in the sky.
Although the huge city was still brightly lit under the night sky, it seemed to be shrouded in this shadow, struggling and falling powerlessly into a bottomless abyss.
The next morning.
At the beginning of the Chen hour, there were still two hours before Jing Guoqing personally recited the manifesto at the Meridian Gate.
After the last night of "preparation", Duan Fangping and his three companions "could not wait" to go out first and head straight for the four directions of southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest.
Wei Changtian calmly sent a few messages to Yang Liushi, and after making sure that his whereabouts had not been exposed and that everyone still thought he was among the rebels, he walked out of the courtyard.
He turned around, locked the gate, and walked towards the alley at a moderate pace. Soon he arrived at the gate of the courtyard where He Jing lived.
Maybe it was a little late today, He Jing had already finished his "morning reading".
It may also be that my visit yesterday made him a little uneasy and therefore forgot about this matter.
In short, Wei Changtian did not meet He Jing today, but instead ran into Cui'er who was cleaning the courtyard gate.
"Master Wei."
He smiled and nodded at Wei Changtian, whose voice was still as clear as an oriole.
It seems that He Jing did not tell her about the "anti-poetry".
"Miss Cui'er."
After stopping and saying hello, Wei Changtian also asked with a smile: "Brother He, why didn't you come out to recite the book today?"
"Ah, he said he didn't sleep well yesterday and is now catching up on his sleep in the room."
Cui Er answered honestly and simply, "He has been fidgeting since you left yesterday. I think he is still thinking about the poem you talked about with him."
"I don't know how late I thought about it last night. I couldn't get up this morning."
"Oh, then you should take a good rest."
Wei Changtian smiled and said nothing more: "Miss Cui'er, I have to go out to do something, so I won't chat with you any more."
"Sir, take care. Oh, that's right!"
As if she suddenly remembered something, Cui Er asked in a low voice, a little embarrassed, "Master Wei, where did you buy the cakes you brought yesterday?"
"Hmm? Brother He, do you like it?"
"No, it's not my son, it's me"
Cui Er blushed slightly and said in a lower voice: "I think the mung bean cake is quite delicious, so I thought about buying some more when I have time."
“Hahaha, I see.”
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "It's just that the shop is a little far from here. If you can wait, I'll bring you a few more boxes when I come back."
"Ah, how could I trouble you?"
Cui Er quickly waved her hand: "I'll go by myself!"
"It doesn't matter. I'm on my way anyway."
Wei Changtian winked at the courtyard and said, "Besides, don't you still have to take care of Brother He? What if no one is there to serve him when he gets up?"
"this"
Perhaps because she felt that what Wei Changtian said made sense, Cui'er hesitated for a moment and then did not refuse.
She took off the small purse from her waist, carefully shook out a piece of silver and handed it to Wei Changtian, blushing and shyly saying:
"Well, I'll trouble you, sir."
"Okay, I will deliver the mung bean cakes before nightfall."
Wei Changtian took the change with a smile, made a promise, and then turned to leave.
But just before he took a step, he turned his head to look at a closed door in the courtyard and suddenly said to Cui'er:
"Remember to tell Brother He when he wakes up."
"No matter what happens outside today, don't go out. Just stay at home and study."
“.”
Cui'er blinked blankly, obviously not understanding why Wei Changtian suddenly said such a thing.
It took her a while to come back to her senses and want to ask more questions, but the latter had already walked away.
"strangeness."
Muttering softly, Cui'er picked up the broom leaning against the wall and was about to continue sweeping the floor. When she turned around, she saw that the door of the side room had been opened at some point, and He Jing was standing by the door looking over here.
"Young Master, you are up now. I will go and boil some water for you to wash your face."
Cui'er trotted all the way to He Jing and prepared to go into the house while talking.
But He Jing suddenly asked, "What did Brother Wei just say to you?"
"Ah, Master Wei just said."
Cui'er was stunned for a moment, and quickly repeated the conversation between the two of them truthfully.
Perhaps because she thought it was a bit disrespectful for her to ask Wei Changtian to buy pastries for her, she kept her head down while talking and did not notice He Jing's expression gradually becoming complicated.
Until the latter's slightly difficult voice sounded in my ears.
"Brother Wei said not to go out today?"
"yes."
Looking up, Cui Er finally realized that something was wrong with He Jing, and couldn't help but wonder:
"Sir, what's wrong?"
".Nothing."
He Jing took a deep breath, without explaining anything, and just ordered in a deep voice: "Go lock the door."
"Hmm? Sir, we are serious."
"Go now!"
“Ah! Yes, yes!”
It was rare to hear He Jing speak so loudly. Cui'er was startled and hurried to lock the door.
He Jing stood there watching, the poem once again coming to his mind.
In the old days, the relationship between Lu Jingtang, Daqian and the Jing family, was it really going to end here?
Who is Brother Wei?
Also, why would he help me? (End of this chapter)
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