Chapter 254 It's dawn
"I asked my mother-in-law and her parents-in-law, and they said that the two of them went out to seek medical treatment. They didn't reveal anything else. The Wei couple are ordinary people. They are timid when they see officials. I'm afraid of scaring them."
I don't want to reveal it, but He Xuran can investigate.
But the result is the same as the fire in the Yu family, no trace can be found . He Xuran is worried. Is it that group of forces that appear again to block his investigation and deliberately bury the truth? Is Yu Tingwan in danger? Perhaps guessing his concerns, Gu Fuju concealed the coldness in his eyes. "No." He was too sure. Although He Xuran was stunned, he believed in Gu Fuju and did not question it. I was slightly relieved. The thick stack of papers on the table had been read by him countless times, recording Yu Tingwan's life experience. Finally, it was handed over to Gu Fuju by He Xuran. In the Yu family, the girl was well taken care of. But when she went to Xilin Village... the countless grievances and forbearances, He Xuran felt as if his heart was being cut out when he saw it. This is a girl who should be cherished by the Gu family. He Xuran: "Does my sister know that my stepmother..." "I don't know yet." Gu Fuju turned the pages one by one with a gloomy face. The more he looked, the uglier his face became. Finally he paused. It was a portrait. He Xuran painted it. It was the first time he saw Yu Tingwan at the execution ground. He was a little uneasy after returning, so he started to paint. He was a master painter. Just like the real person. After finishing the painting, he felt ridiculous and wanted to burn it. You can't keep a portrait of a woman privately just because you look like her. It's really not a gentleman's behavior. But I don't know why, he kept it now. In just a few strokes, the girl was tall and graceful, soft and tender, but her back was straight and her eyes were firm. Gu Fuju stared at it for a long time. It seemed that he could see the real person through the portrait. It looked very much like Jiashan when he was young. ———— Wuyang City. The sky was dark, and firecrackers were set off in front of the Zhu family. Gongs and drums were loud. A lot of people have gathered around. The lion dance starts from Zhu's house early in the morning, along the street where the stalls are set up, stopping and resting, and dancing all the way to the Goddess Temple. The servants of the Zhu family have not slept and are very busy. The people are amazed. "Oh, this lantern is beautiful. We need to hang one lantern every few feet. I don't know how many lanterns we need to hang in our Goddess Temple of Childbirth. It must cost a lot of money." The servants of the Zhu family all straightened their backs. "This little money is nothing to the Zhu family." "Our young master has been smooth sailing in recent years, all thanks to the protection of the gods. He will get married in a few days, and the family is very happy. The master is happy and can say it this morning. Everyone must come to the family to get wedding cakes and share the joy." "Of course, of course." "This young master Zhu gets married, and adds a few big fat sons to the family, which will make the family prosperous. The blessing of Master Zhu is still to come." Different from the hustle and bustle outside. In an inconspicuous courtyard, most of the candles have been burned. Yu Tingwan's moist eyes were full of spring colors. She took deep breaths and finally recovered, but was entangled with her lips again. This was a bit too much. He didn't mind the dirt. But Yu Tingwan was disgusted with herself. Wei Zhao didn't even rinse his mouth. "Look outside."
Wei Zhao suddenly said that.
Yu Tingwan was puzzled, with teardrops at the end of her eyes. She stretched out her tender arms to lift the curtain.
He asked: "What did you see?"
Yu Tingwan: ...
He asked: "Why don't you say it?"
Yu Tingwan glanced at Wei Zhao, knowing what he was thinking, and her voice was soft and lingering: "I don't want to think about it anymore."
Yu Tingwan: "I'm going to sleep."
She discussed with him in a good temper: "Okay?"
But could Wei Zhao let her go?
The man patiently asked again: "What did you see?"
"See...see..."
Yu Tingwan: "...dawn."
...
But soon...
Wei Zhao's face was as dark as ink.
Yu Tingwan was surprised: "Is it okay now?"
She couldn't say that Wei Zhao was an embroidered pillow, good-looking but useless.
It's only been a short time.
Just...just...
sinful.
However, this kind of thing more or less hurts self-esteem, especially for a child of destiny like Wei Zhao.
Yu Tingwan didn't care about the pain, and comforted him considerately: "I don't mind you."
Wei Zhao couldn't accept it.
"I won't tell anyone."
Wei Zhao didn't want to talk.
"Don't feel bad. There is no such thing as a perfect man. You can read, you can fight, you are capable, you are calm... There must be some shortcomings. How can you have all the advantages?"
There was not a word that Wei Zhao was willing to listen to.
"It's good this way. It doesn't take any time."
It would be even better if it was smaller!
Is there anyone as virtuous as Yu Tingwan!
Try to find excuses for him.
"Don't care about such things. Maybe... maybe you weren't like this before. You were very powerful before. It's just that you got injured later, which affected your body."
Wei Zhao looked at her indifferently.
Yu Tingwan patted his shoulder: "If you care, let Dr. Ge take a look. At worst, we can treat it. Don't be afraid of medical treatment."
She said everything she could say.
Yu Tingwan felt that she had nothing to miss.
She was about to get up and drink water, but she was caught by him.
The sun was bright outside.
The candles in the house had burned out, leaving nothing.
The sounds of children playing in the streets outside spread, and the excitement of the temple fair began.
The sound of gongs and drums was rhythmic, and there was endless laughter.
The scene inside and outside the courtyard was completely different.
"Enough, enough."
Yu Tingwan couldn't imagine how absurd it was to suspect that Wei Zhao had fallen from the mountain and that his body was broken.
On this day, the excitement belonged to the people of Wuyang City, not hers.
She really couldn't go to the temple fair.
Because the girl didn't even get out of bed.
She had never been so tired from working.
The light in the house was bright.
The crabapple flowers were fragile and couldn't stand the damage. Being ripened, they bloomed even more beautifully.
The girl's hands weakly pinched the curtain, leaving a few sweat stains on it.
A strong arm.
Belonging to a man.
He pushed her back.
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