Lu Jin felt relieved after hearing this. "My junior brother's family background is a little poor, but if you give him another ten years, he will not be inferior to others, nor will he treat Miss Yu badly."
Wei Lichu smiled awkwardly, but what he was thinking in his heart was that love was really a big trouble, it would be better to be a Taoist priest and stay away from love and have peace and quiet.
"What did you mean by saying that the Yang family was going to be in big trouble?"
Lu Jin refused to say anything, and lifted the carriage curtain to Wei Lichu, "We have arrived at Liu's residence, so I won't see you off the carriage, lest anyone see us."
Wei Lichu's knife wounds in the waist and abdomen were actually very serious. Although he was joking with Lu Jin along the way, he was also enduring it secretly. After getting off the carriage, he called the doorman to come and help him, leaned against him, and closed his eyes.
When the doorman of Liu's mansion came out, Lu Jin had already asked Liuzi to turn his horse around and leave.
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A guard from the East Factory hurried in and said respectfully, "Shao Cheng, the person was not caught, but the one who led Bing Yi and the others away was the prince's man, the second son of the Cui family."
Xia Ning frowned: "Add more people, make sure to guard the Nian Qu Tower to the end. If you are careless again, ask Bing Yi to bring his head to me."
The guard's face turned grim: "Yes." Then he withdrew.
Xia Ning called the people from the T-group in and said, "Go and keep an eye on the prince and find out why he wants to save Zhang Daoling."
Ding Yi took the order and withdrew.
Xia Ning rubbed his brows. The Governor had only been away for two days when such a mistake occurred. Fortunately, Zhang Daoling was not rescued, otherwise how would he explain it to the Governor.
Even though there was nothing to do, Xia Ning did not dare to be negligent. He wrote a letter and went to the pigeon house, immediately delivering the news to Xianyang.
At the Xianyang Post Station, Cheng Ying was leaning on a low couch reading a storybook, Liang Wushuang was kneeling on the ground peeling lotus seeds. Cheng Ying ate one from time to time. The lotus seed core was bitter, but Cheng Ying seemed to have no sense of taste and did not ask anyone to shave off the lotus core.
Just when he was reading an interesting part, he heard the fluttering sound of wings outside the window. Cheng Ying folded the page and raised his hand. The carrier pigeon outside the window landed on his cold white wrist. Cheng Ying took the cylinder off the pigeon's leg, took out the note, glanced at it, and threw the note into the incense burner beside him.
Zhu Yu wanted to save Zhang Daoling? Cheng Ying didn't think he had the guts to do that. Even if Zhu Yu wanted to use Zhang Daoling to do something, he would never dare to take advantage of the person in his hands, knowing that Zhang Daoling was imprisoned by him.
Cheng Ying dropped the script in his hand, having lost interest. His eyes fell on Liang Wushuang's face. Cheng Ying was distracted for a moment. Why wasn't this Jiaojiao's face so similar? He kept Liang Wushuang because he was unwilling to give up. He imprisoned Zhang Daoling for several years and didn't kill him directly for this reason. What if?
What if Zhang Daoling's method worked, and Jiaojiao came to this dynasty...
Cheng Ying didn't dare to think too much about it. As long as this thought came to his mind, he would not be able to suppress his urgent desire. This urgent desire would make him go crazy in an instant.
Before he almost lost his mind, Cheng Ying said to Liang Wushuang with a gloomy face, "Get lost!"
Liang Wushuang shuddered all over, quickly put down the tray in her hand, put the lotus seeds away, and obediently stood up and left. She no longer dared to be smart and reckless. Cheng Ying had become increasingly rude to her and rarely felt sorry for her because of this face.
After Liang Wushuang left, Cheng Ying crushed a glass cup. The broken and sharp glass pierced into his flesh. Only then did Cheng Ying feel that the longing in his heart had subsided a little. He lay on the couch in a daze, his voice hoarse as if he was crying blood, and two words uttered from his throat: "Jiao Jiao..."
He should not have been so self-disciplined and polite back then. He always thought that Jiaojiao was still young and didn't understand what it meant to like someone. He should have told her in person that he liked her for many years and had been waiting for her to grow up. He was unwilling to be just her senior.
Who would have thought that we would end up living apart from each other, separated by life and death.
Cheng Ying knew that she was sick. When Taiyan opened his eyes, he was already crazy. What kind of life is this? What's the difference between a world without Jiaojiao and death?
No one called him Fu Chuan anymore.
No one pulled his sleeve to act coquettishly anymore.
No one would hide behind him anymore and complain, "Brother, Grandpa made me dissect a rabbit again!"
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In the first few years after arriving in Taiyan, Cheng Ying always felt like he was dreaming. For countless nights, he fantasized that when he woke up and opened his eyes, he would go back and see Jiaojiao.
But he couldn't wake up from this dream. He asked for death and even after being on the verge of death, he couldn't go back.
Later, Zhang Daoling found him and revealed that he was a ghost from another world. He also told Cheng Ying that it was useless to seek death because he could not go back to his original world.
He even divined that Jiaojiao had died in another world and her soul had returned to the underworld.
Zhang Daoling told Cheng Ying that he had a way to lure Yu Jiao's soul to Taiyan, but he wanted Cheng Ying to protect the people of Taiyan to live in peace.
Emperor Mingzheng finally ascended the throne after killing the previous crown prince. After becoming emperor, no one could suppress or restrain him, so he acted without scruples. He had no regard for the common people and was only indulging in pleasure. With imperial power in his hands, he was a tyrant who would prosper those who obeyed him and perish those who went against him.
If Cheng Ying had not secretly controlled the government, the people of Taiyan would have been living in dire straits.
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