Chapter 253 Wen Xingluo splashed tea on Wen Ruyun's face
After finally finishing reading Wen Xingluo's scroll, Pei Lin said solemnly, "The princess still doesn't seem to realize what we are doing."
"It's treason." Wen Xingluo drooped his eyelashes, nonchalant.
"Treason?" Pei Lin curled his lips sarcastically and threw the paper roll at her feet. "The world should belong to the Wei family. We are just trying to take back what belongs to us. How can we call it treason?! The princess shoulders the responsibility, but she only cares about having fun and traveling around. She has no sense of responsibility! We, as ministers, endure humiliation and stay dormant in the palace. Why?! Is it for ourselves?!"
He was really angry.
A thin layer of red appeared on her pretty, fair face due to her excitement, and she looked at Wen Xingluo with a look of extreme disappointment.
Wen Xingluo was silent.
She had not experienced what they had experienced, and although she could empathize with them, she still could not fully sympathize with their emotions.
She met Pei Lin's gaze and said calmly, "My path to this place is different from that of Pei Dajian. The path I will take in the future will also be different from that of Pei Dajian. Forgive me for being blunt, but I just want to avenge my mother and then go home to find my grandmother and the others. Wen Xingluo is Wen Xingluo, a girl from the Zhenbei Palace, not some princess of the Great Wei who is trying to restore the country."
She turned and left.
Peonies are blooming in Kyoto.
The girl's back is as slender and graceful as a willow swaying in the wind, and the wind lifts her cyan-gold shawl high. She walks lightly and firmly, and she is a stubborn, persistent and opinionated girl.
Pei Lin watched her disappear outside the side courtyard.
He bent down to pick up her answer sheet, his eyes falling on the line of words "Marry Xie Guanlan". The girl's hairpin-shaped small calligraphy was obviously pleasing to the eye, but it was also inexplicably glaring.
For some reason, his fingertips gradually wrinkled the roll of paper.
That night.
The gentle breeze blew open the hibiscus window of the bedroom.
There was a small lamp in the hall, and the spring curtains were hanging down in layers.
Wen Xingluo buried herself in the royal blue quilt with floral patterns. Her mother had accompanied Xie Zhe on a tour of Jiangnan, so she would have to sleep alone for the next two months.
Just as spring sleepiness was getting worse, Pei Lin appeared silently in front of the bed.
He held a candlestick. The green candle with intricate patterns looked quite eerie in the long night, and the dark green candlelight emitted a strange fragrance.
He sat down beside the bed and leaned over to whisper in Wen Xingluo's ear.
About a quarter of an hour later, the strange green candle finally burned out.
Pei Lin sat up straight again.
He lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't want to use this method, but the princess forced me to."
The corner of his eye fell on the girl's pretty and bright face.
She looks very similar to Wei Ying, but her eyes are rounder and she is less cold and glamorous, with a more approachable and innocent look, like a cluster of tender pink peach blossoms on a branch.
The moonlight shone into the bedroom, and the chirping of crickets could be heard on the spring night.
Pei Lin stretched out his hand, wanting to stroke the girl's eyebrows.
The moment he was about to touch it, he slowly let it go.
He tucked the corner of her quilt silently.
The next day, Wen Xingluo slept until the afternoon.
The maid came in to help her wash and dress, and said with a smile: "Young lady, you got up very late today."
Wen Xingluo supported the bed.
Her long black hair hung down, covering most of her snow-white face.
For some reason, her mind felt particularly dizzy.
I slept for a long time, but I still feel like I haven’t slept enough.
After the palace maids dressed her up, she just stepped out of the hall holding a round fan when Wen Rulei suddenly strode towards her with great momentum.
There were still scratches on his cheeks, and his eyes were full of embarrassment. He asked, "Wen Xingluo, why didn't you come to watch me participate in the martial arts competition?! Didn't you promise me that you would watch me win the martial arts championship with your own eyes?!"
Wen Xingluo stared at him.
His voice exploded in front of her like thunder, but she felt particularly distant, as if he was talking to her through something. Both his voice and appearance were hazy and she could neither hear nor see clearly.
It took her a while to realize that the person in front of her was Wen Rulei, her third brother who had let her down in her previous life.
Wen Xingluo pursed his lips, his tone even colder and more ruthless than usual, "Stop playing the brotherly and sisterly game here. The brotherly and sisterly relationship between you and me ended long ago in our previous lives. Wen Rulei, I feel sick just seeing your face."
Wen Rulei was stunned.
Wen Yueyin and Wen Ruyun, who hurriedly followed, were also stunned.
Wen Xingluo has always refused to admit that she was also reborn, but she didn't expect that she would say it today!
Wen Yueyin was extremely excited and scolded, "Little sister, you are so scheming! I told you a long time ago that you were also reborn, but you still refused to admit it!"
"Scheming?" Wen Xingluo sneered at her. "When it comes to scheming, how can I compare to you, sister? Didn't you choose to stay in the Wen family in this life because your father and brother were so successful in your previous life? It's a pity that you, sister, planned everything, but you didn't realize that your father and brother earned such a bright future because of me! You are so vain and selfish, how dare you criticize me?"
Wen Yueyin's eyes suddenly widened.
Wen Xingluo has always been a man of few words, and when he speaks hesitantly, he is the kind of person who likes to show some mercy no matter what he does.
How did she suddenly become so sharp, mean and ruthless? !
Her eyes were red, "Second brother, look at her!"
Wen Ruyun stood in front of her and said unhappily, "Wen Xingluo, what are you doing?! Why don't you apologize to your sister right now?!"
Just then, a palace maid came over with freshly brewed hot tea.
Wen Xingluo picked up a lamp and splashed it directly on Wen Ruyun's face.
She ignored the crowd's astonishment and shouting and ordered them all to be driven away.
After the Wen brothers and sisters left in a noisy manner, Wen Xingluo hid in the bedroom alone.
She sat on the footstool in front of the bed, supporting her forehead wearily.
Her head hurts.
Resting for a while didn't help, so she simply pulled out a history of the Wei Kingdom from under the bed.
History, which once seemed trivial and obscure, is surprisingly interesting today. The political achievements of my ancestors are vivid in my mind. They seemed to want to create a harmonious and prosperous world. However, my grandfather's generation was too radical, and the redistribution of land offended too many vested interests, causing powerful people from all over the country to defect and overthrow the royal power...
At dusk, the young palace maid opened the door and came in, bowing. "Miss Wei invites you to go to the East Palace and have dinner with her."
Wen Xingluo closed the national history book and was stunned for a moment before he remembered who "Miss Wei" was.
She didn't respond, her eyes falling on the teacup on the sandalwood round table.
Something is wrong.
She is not right today.
Wen Xingluo suspected that he had been poisoned, so he used silver needles to test for poison for two consecutive days, but there was no sign of poison in either the tea or the food.
She thought about it and ordered people to move all the flowers, plants, incense burners and other items in the bedroom out.
But her brain was like a huge funnel. The people and events of the past became more and more blurred, but the history of the Wei Kingdom became clearer and clearer. There was a voice in her head talking non-stop, saying that she was the princess of the Wei Kingdom, that she could not indulge in love, and that she must take revenge and restore her country.
Wen Xingluo realized that it was Pei Lin who had done something to her.
His fingertips paused on a page in the history of the Wei Kingdom.
According to national history records, the Pei family was a famous witch clan in the Wei State. They were only loyal to the royal family of Wei. All the national masters of Wei State came from the Pei family. It was said that the Pei family was omnipotent in the Eight Trigrams and fortune-telling.
"metaphysics."
Wen Xingluo whispered.
There are only a handful of people in the world who understand this business, so why did she happen to run into one?
She held her forehead for a long time, then suddenly ground ink and picked up the pen.
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