Chapter 118 Xie Guanlan lowered his head and looked at his stars
In the night sky, lanterns rose up, like countless brilliant stars.
While the people of the city were looking up at the sky, Xie Guanlan lowered his head and looked at his stars in the light and shadow of the lanterns on the long street.
He tied up a strand of Wen Xingluo's hair that was hanging down.
He used to despise this little girl for her vanity and her resourcefulness, but the closer he got to her, the more he felt pity for her. Even though she was not a good person underneath her appearance, he would think that it was the world that forced her to become like this.
He wanted to raise her back to her innocent and carefree self, just like those well-protected young ladies in other families.
Whether it is wealth and glory or a bright future, he can give her everything.
He can protect her for the rest of her life.
He said, "I'll go with you to fly a Kongming lantern, okay?"
Wen Xingluo looked at him quietly.
Before tonight, she had no idea that Xie Guanlan had such a thoughtful and delicate side.
He would protect her reputation in front of others.
He will teach her that loving yourself is not about blindly indulging yourself.
Does he really have no other thoughts about her?
Do you really just treat her as your sister?
His behavior made her little thoughts seem even more despicable.
The girl was silent for a long time, then she stood up, holding his hand. As he wished, she pretended to be innocent and cooperated with his acting. "I have never released the eternal lantern. I heard that if you write a wish on the lantern and make a wish, the higher the lantern flies, the more likely it is to come true..."
"What wish do you want to make?"
Xie Guanlan and she came to a stall.
Wen Xingluo picked up the brush and walked to the side holding the Kongming lantern.
She refused to let Xie Guanlan see the wish she made.
After writing on the lantern paper, she and other young girls released the Kongming lantern into the sky.
She knew Xie Guanlan had excellent eyesight, and was afraid that he would see her wish, so she reached out and covered his eyes, "You are not allowed to look!"
Xie Guanlan chuckled, "It's nothing more than a wish for peace."
No, it's not...
Wen Xingluo thought about it and looked up at her Kongming lantern.
She wrote only two words:
Stargazing.
She hid all her secrets in these two words.
She didn't want the world to know, but she also wanted to show off secretly.
It was already late at night when we returned to the prefectural government.
Wen Xingluo bought a large basket of local specialties and planned to take them back to Rongcheng to distribute to the maids in Xiejinyuan.
Just as she was about to shower and change clothes, Cuicui suddenly came in. "Miss, our people just came to report that they've found where County Magistrate Wen lives! It's not far from our yard. They said if you want to see County Magistrate Wen, they can take you over the wall!"
Tonight, the prefectural government was still immersed in the afterglow of Mu Zhiqiu's coming-of-age ceremony, and both patrols and guards were very lax.
Wen Xingluo said decisively: "Let's go now."
The courtyard where Wen Qingsong lived was guarded by guards. Fortunately, they were just ordinary guards, not well-trained masters of the Imperial Palace, so Xie Guanlan's secret guards easily knocked them down.
Wen Xingluo stepped into the bedroom.
She pulled down the hood of her black cloak and looked towards the bed.
The man lying on the bed had half of his body blown to pieces. Now he couldn't even walk or take care of himself. Even half of his face was burned, and he looked extremely terrifying in the dim candlelight.
She called softly, "Father?"
The night rain knocks on the window.
Wen Qingsong woke up from his sleep, a little stunned, "Yue Yin?"
When he saw Wen Xingluo's face clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, "Wen... Wen Xingluo?!"
Because of his emotional excitement, he coughed violently and gasped for breath. "Father... During the time when father was unconscious, he had a long dream. Father dreamed that I was the minister of the current dynasty, so glorious--"
"It's just a dream." Wen Xingluo interrupted him, his eyes scanning the mutilated half of his body with interest. "Look, you've lost an arm and a leg now. You can't even leave this room. How can you be the minister of the dynasty? What's more, your face is so scary. You can only dream."
Wen Qingsong's face was pale and haggard, and he stared blankly at his little daughter.
The dream he had was very long and so realistic that it seemed like it had really happened.
In the dream, his little daughter gave him advice and supported him to sit on the throne of the Shangshu of the dynasty.
And he knew very well that she worked diligently and devotedly, and all she wanted was his love as a father.
But he hated her face that looked so much like Wei Si. He wished he could avenge the humiliation he suffered from Wei Si a thousand times on her, so he refused to give her even the slightest preference.
Seeing her secretly crying out of grievance, and seeing her envying Yue Yin, he felt extremely happy and proud.
He deliberately snatched away her position as Crown Princess, and he deliberately let her be trampled under Yue Yin's feet.
It seemed that only in this way could he be considered to have defeated Wei Si.
But……
When he woke up from the dream, he found that he had fallen from the position of Shangshu to such a situation, and fear filled his heart.
Wen Xingluo followed Wei Si to the Prince of Zhenbei's Palace, and no one gave him advice on political affairs anymore.
His favored eldest son was not some newly crowned scholar or a rising star in the imperial court, but a useless piece of trash who only talked nonsense.
His favored eldest daughter and second son were of no use at all except for squandering the family fortune due to their overambitiousness.
Even his youngest son is just a fool who only cares about comfort.
And he himself...
He is no longer even a county magistrate, he is just a prisoner with a guilty conscience.
The wealth and glory he had dreamed of left him, and even his children abandoned him.
Wen Qingsong suddenly realized that the turning point of all this was Wen Xingluo.
It was because she stopped helping him and Feng'er and the others that the Wen family fell into decline.
But Wen Xingluo loved him as a father so much, and I believe that as long as he gave her a little love, she would be moved again and would try her best to help them return to their high positions.
Wen Qingsong tried hard to show a kind smile, but he looked quite scary because of the thick scars on his cheeks.
He slowed down his tone, "Xingluo, Daddy was strict with you in the past, it was all for your own good—"
"Alright." Wen Xingluo interrupted him, "I'm not a child anymore. I don't like to hear those lies anymore. My father is no longer the so-called minister of the dynasty, but a murderer who seduced and imprisoned women. I don't want to have a father like you."
Wen Qingsong suddenly opened his eyes wide, "You...what did you say? You knew I became the Shangshu of the current dynasty? That dream was real——"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the last scene of the dream.
The girl refused to die obediently. She struggled so hard that even the five of them, father and daughter, could not hold her down.
She was covered in blood. She pulled out the poisoned golden hairpin and resolutely died with all of them.
He forgot...
He actually forgot that beneath his little daughter's innocent appearance, there was a cruel and ruthless heart that didn't recognize any relatives!
Wen Qingsong looked at Wen Xingluo blankly.
The girl sat in the shadow beside the round table, her hands neatly placed on her knees, her turquoise skirt drooping like flowing clouds, and the dark black cloak tied around her shoulders seemed to blend into the darkness. The candlelight fell into her eyes, and her amber pupils exuded the same viciousness as in the dream.
He heard her soft voice say, "Also, I don't like the name Wen Xingluo. I plan to wait until my father, brother, and sister are dead, then change my surname to Wei like my mother, and call myself... Wei Ning. If I do that, will my father's line be extinct?"
"You..." Wen Qingsong was so angry that he suddenly coughed up blood. "Father...Father is willing to love you, what else do you want?! If you think Yue Yin is an eyesore, it's not impossible for father to send her away! As long as you help father like before, father is willing to love only your daughter! Are you satisfied with this?!"
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