Chapter 74 He Never Coaxed a Little Girl
Wen Xingluo closed his eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, her pupils were clear, and her tone was as if she was joking, "In the past, the prince hated me and wanted to drive me out of the house. Privately, he even forbade me to call you elder brother. But now you protect me everywhere. Aren't you afraid that I will become dependent on you and really treat you as my elder brother?"
Xie Guanlan said nonchalantly, "Since I have accepted you, then you can naturally treat me as your elder brother."
Eldest brother...
Wen Xingluo's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly that fell into a spider web and tried to struggle.
Eldest brother?
It seemed as if cold rain was blowing in my face.
She looked at the leaden sky.
It's going to rain again.
Her heart seemed to be filled with moisture.
After walking for a while, she asked tentatively, "Brother?"
The girl's voice was very low, thin and weak, and the trembling ending carried uncertainty and a hint of strange emotion.
Even though Xie Guanlan was good at reading people's minds, he couldn't figure out what that strange thing was at this moment.
It is like fleeting raindrops and wind, which cannot be seen, caught or retained.
Xie Guanlan felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
It was as if the chaotic black lines from the night before surged out again, like a surging tide, rushing through his chest and confusing his mind.
He hated this uncontrolled emotion.
After a while, he said "hmm" lightly.
The two of them boarded a raft and quickly left the low-lying valley.
It was two hours later when we finally arrived back at the Zhenbei Palace.
Because Wen Xingluo was not wearing shoes, Xie Guanlan planned to carry her back to Xiejinyuan himself.
However, the girl somehow pushed his hand away.
The sky is dark and a storm is about to come.
She stood in front of the mansion gate, her turquoise skirt outlining her frail figure.
She raised her head and said, "When we were in the deserted village, we had no choice but to do nothing. Now that we have returned home, my elder brother and I should pay attention to the differences between men and women and know how to avoid suspicion."
Xie Guanlan looked at her.
The girl had no makeup on but her face was as rosy as a peach, and her delicate little face showed a sense of calmness.
She didn't seem to have any emotion, but he had a feeling she was angry.
What is she angry about?
Is it because she thinks he is a burden to her, or because she thinks he doesn't take good care of her?
Xie Guanlan couldn't guess.
And he never coaxed the little girl.
He holds a high position, and no girl in the world dares to be coaxed by him.
The long-term high position and power have made the young man arrogant and he cannot stand others disobeying him.
Therefore, he suddenly felt a surge of anger, and said with a half-smile, "You and I are brother and sister. My sister lost her embroidered shoes, and I was just worried that you would be laughed at by the servants in the palace, so I wanted to take you back to save face. Normal brothers and sisters would do the same, so why are you reacting so strongly? It's like a guilty conscience."
Wen Xingluo suddenly laughed.
There was a barely perceptible red at the corners of her eyes. "What did I do as a thief? I was just—"
Their eyes met.
Xie Guanlan's narrow eyes were dark and sharp, as if he wanted to see through her heart.
She avoided his gaze.
She swallowed her unfinished words, bowed to Xie Guanlan, and hurried back to the mansion.
Xie Guanlan turned around and looked at her, and only frowned in annoyance when the girl's skirt disappeared from his sight.
He said in a deep voice, "Fushan, what do you think she is upset about?"
Fushan's eyes look at his nose and his nose looks at his heart, "I don't know."
…
Wen Xingluo returned to Xiejinyuan, took a bath and rested, and then went to report his safety to the old concubine at dusk.
In Wansong Courtyard, Xie Shian and Xie Yanchen were both there.
When Wen Xingluo was paying his respects, he noticed that Xie Guanlan was also there.
The young man, wearing a crimson robe and a jade belt, sat in the shadows beneath the window, drinking tea with an expressionless face.
She withdrew her gaze and her hands tightened unconsciously in her wide sleeves.
The old concubine had been worried for several days and had trouble eating or sleeping. Now that she saw that both of them were safe and sound, she breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, she was old and exhausted. After having a quick dinner, she went back to her room to rest.
After she left, Xie Shian slammed the table and stood up, "Brother, I'm going to kill Du Guanghong!"
Du Guanghong tampered with the embankment, causing a flash flood. If Xie Guanlan had been less lucky, he might not have come back alive.
Xie Guanlan said coldly: "Do you think you can enter Yangcheng?"
Du Guanghong's guards had already surrounded Yangcheng so tightly that not even a fly could get in, for fear that Xie Guanlan would retaliate against him.
Xie Shian scratched his golden collar in distress. "What should we do?! How can we let him live after doing something like this and continue to cause trouble for us?!"
"How about..." Xie Yanchen suddenly suggested, "I disguise myself as a traveling barefoot doctor and go to Yangcheng to poison him?"
As he spoke, he took out a few small porcelain bottles from his sleeves. "I have invented many poisons. This one can make people die of laughter, this one can make people die of tears, and this one can steal their lifespan..."
Xie Guanlan put down the teacup and said, "If we can't enter Yangcheng, no amount of poison will be of any use."
This is the truth.
The room fell into silence, with only the sound of rain outside the window.
The candle flames jumped.
Xie Guanlan suddenly glanced at Wen Xingluo, "What do you think?"
Wen Xingluo was looking down and pinching the purse at her waist.
Hidden in her purse was a seal made of peach blossom jelly, given to her by Xie Guanlan...
When her name was suddenly called, she looked up and saw three people staring at her.
They really treated her as one of their own.
They didn't even avoid discussing such things with her.
Thinking of the moment when the flood broke through the dam and their lives were hanging by a thread, Wen Xingluo's eyes flashed with coldness, but her tone was light and light, "Isn't it that there are continuous heavy rains in the southwest and food is in short supply?"
Xie Shian didn't understand, "Ningning, what do you mean? Do you want Du Guanghong to starve to death?"
"No." Wen Xingluo shook his head. "I was thinking, maybe my elder brother could lead his troops into Yangcheng under the pretext of escorting grain to aid the people, then falsely accuse Governor Du of embezzling the disaster relief funds and kill him directly."
Du Guanghong only has a few soldiers under his command.
The 300,000-strong army in the southwest is under the command of Xie Jing and his son.
As long as he has an excuse to enter the city, no matter whether it is tenable or not, even if Xie Guanlan breaks into the city by force, can Du Guanghong stop him?
Sooner or later they will rebel anyway.
He dared to kill nine generations of his family, so he would not be so bad as to lead his troops to besiege a city.
Xie Guanlan looked at her.
The girl's words were extremely bold.
But for some reason, she always avoided his gaze.
…
When Wen Xingluo returned to Xiejin Courtyard, Cuicui had already made the bed. She said cheerfully, "I've fumigated your quilt with peach blossom-scented calming incense. It smells so good, I'm sure you'll have a good sleep tonight!"
Wen Xingluo said nothing and quietly opened the window.
Outside the window, the distant pavilions are hidden in the rain, majestic and magnificent, brightly lit, with flying eaves and curled corners like the fangs of a beast. It sits firmly in the Zhenbei Palace, guarding the peace in the area.
It is Canglang Pavilion where Xie Guanlan lives.
Cuicui came over curiously, "Miss, what are you looking at?"
Wen Xingluo quickly closed the window and said, "Nothing..."
She sat down in front of the dressing table, looking at the calm face in the bronze mirror. While combing her hair, she asked, "How is the Wen family doing?"
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