Chapter 37 Heart to Heart

Ming Huazhang's words were so straightforward that Ming Huashang felt a little guilty: "Brother, I actually..."

"I understand." Ming Huazhang had expected this the moment he saw her, and he was very calm about it. "Do you really want to win this case?"

After tearing the window paper, Ming Huashang calmed down. She raised her eyes and looked at Ming Huazhang seriously: "Brother, human life is at stake. I want to know the truth."

Ming Huazhang said nothing, his eyes almost scrutinizing him. Ming Huachang did not shy away, but met his gaze and said, "Second brother, I absolutely do not mean to use you. I did not come here today to give you food in exchange for something. I really want to get along well with you, and I also want to know the truth about the Wei family and solve the mystery."

"Why?" Ming Huazhang asked, "You can't be unaware of what Xuan Xiao Wei is. This group of people is doing what the cruel officials did back then, but they just went underground. Why did you join Xuan Xiao Wei?"

Ming Huazhang really didn't know why Ming Huachang was so persistent. She had no worries about food and clothing, a harmonious family, and everything that people could ask for. Why did she give up her life as a rich lady and go into the shadows?

Ming Huashang was silent. She didn't know if she would still be moved after hearing Han Jie's solicitation if she didn't know she was a fake daughter. But things can't be reversed, so this assumption is meaningless. Since she has chosen this path, even if it is wrong, she must go on.

If she wavers and gives up halfway, she won't even know how she died.

The night rain hit the window, making a cold sound, and the lights in the room were like a boat in the ocean. Ming Huashang's eyes reflected the light, and the shimmering water color inside was extremely moving. She reached over the table, held Ming Huazhang's arm, and said earnestly: "Brother, I understand your worries. However, outsiders respect and praise me only because I am the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo and your sister. No matter who takes this position, they will do the same. I don't mean to blame you and father, but sometimes I also want to exist as Ming Huashang."

Ming Huashang raised her head slightly to look at him. At this angle, she looked particularly delicate and exquisite. The collar, which was not fitting to begin with, opened up, revealing her slender neck, but it suddenly tightened at the waist, outlining a breathtaking curve.

Ming Huazhang was examining her eyes, but somehow his gaze landed on her collarbone. The groove was shallow, connecting a large area of ​​overly white skin, which looked like the finest white porcelain under the light.

Ming Huazhang only took a glance and suddenly realized what he had done. He looked away as if he had committed a crime. His voice was no longer as calm and composed as before. He was inexplicably nervous: "You think this matter is too simple and you don't know the danger. When you took the risk, did you ever think about your father?"

Ming Huashang was silent for a moment, and said, "I have thought about it. Of course I love my father, but he is not me. I don't want to be called the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo now, and be called Madam So-and-so in the future, and spend my whole life wandering around the backyard. I also don't want everything to depend on a man's love. Once I encounter difficulties and he no longer likes me, I will fall into a bottomless abyss."

Ming Huazhang sensed something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ming Huashang with a serious face: "Did you hear any gossip? Why do you have such an idea? As long as I am here, I will never let anyone bully you."

Ming Huashang smiled bitterly: "What about after I get married? Yes, brother can help me choose a good husband with good character and a good family background, but you can't protect me all my life, there will always be places you can't see. What if my husband falls in love with someone else in the future, or what if my mother-in-law doesn't like me? I can't ask my second brother to help with these problems."

Ming Huazhang frowned slightly and looked at Ming Huashang coldly. Ming Huashang smiled at him and tried to make the topic lighter: "Of course, it is also possible that I am the only lucky one among thousands of women. My husband is devoted, my mother-in-law is open-minded and generous, and my sisters-in-law and younger sisters-in-law are well-educated. But such a life is too tiring. I want to be like Princess Taiping, who never worried about her husband's infidelity and never cared about the disputes in the harem. I don't need a lot of power, as long as I have the power to protect myself and can live according to my own wishes, that's enough."

Ming Huazhang found that he still didn't understand Ming Huashang. He thought that his sister was lazy by nature, had no desires or requests, and only liked a stable and ordinary life - in fact, this was not wrong, but the stability in his mind was not what she wanted.

Ming Huazhang asked: "Did something happen?"

Ming Huachang sighed in her heart, he was really sharp, no wonder he was absorbed into the Xuanxiao Guards so early. That's right, she was unknown in Luoyang, but Ming Huazhang was a talented man famous in the capital, there was no reason why such a dazzling young man would not attract the attention of the queen.

The Queen has always been good at identifying and using people, and she has almost never failed to recruit the talents she has set her sights on.

"No." Ming Huashang lowered her eyes and finally did not say that she was fake and would die in a year. She said coquettishly, "Second brother, I don't ask you to give me special care, but can you give me a chance to prove myself?"

Ming Huazhang sighed softly and said truthfully: "I still don't agree with you joining the Xuanxiao Guard."

But as a captain, he could not deprive her of a fair chance or deny her efforts.

Ming Huashang was overjoyed when he heard this and asked hurriedly, "Second brother, can you tell me what the workshop looks like?"

Ming Huazhang sighed, stood up and said, "It's hard to explain it in a few words. Follow me."

Ming Huashang followed Ming Huazhang to the desk. She saw the spread out drawing paper and said as if it was nothing special: "Second brother, you have already finished the drawing. You are amazing!"

Ming Huazhang picked up the paperweight smoothly, pressed it on the edge, and said calmly: "You don't need to flatter me, just be yourself."

Ming Huashang was a little embarrassed. It turned out that she had been too open in her flattery some time ago. She held Ming Huazhang's arm and said solemnly, "How can I say flattery? In my heart, Second Brother is the best."

Ming Huazhang smiled softly, and just assumed that this was true, and did not pursue the matter. His cold jade-like fingertips rested on the paper, and he said, "This is the map of the Wei family workshop that I restored based on my memory. Some details have not been processed yet."

"No, this is already perfect." Ming Huashang said as he quickly pulled out a piece of paper and tried to copy Ming Huazhang's map. "Second brother, can I borrow your pen for a moment? Do you mind if I copy it?"

Ming Huazhang certainly didn't care about these details, he stepped back to give Ming Huachang some space. He originally thought that he should respect his sister's hobbies and artistic creations, but after looking at it for a while, he couldn't stand it anymore: "Don't copy it, just take this picture."

Ming Huashang stopped writing. She looked at the crooked and terrible ink marks in front of her and was somewhat polite: "This is not good. After all, my second brother spent so much time drawing this..."

"That's fine." Ming Huazhang said, "It won't take much effort, just take it."

Ming Huashang put away the drawings as a gesture. As she rolled up the drawings, she asked, "Second brother, what was the weapon that killed Wei Baixuan?"

"Wei Yanqing said it was a carving knife." Ming Huazhang pointed with his fingers, "It's about this long."

Ming Huashang frowned: "It's so small, can it kill people?"

"Yes," Ming Huazhang said, "Just pierce the cervical artery."

"That means the person who attacked him is someone he knows." Ming Huashang speculated, "Wei Baixuan is not a fool. If he is not someone he knows very well, how could he allow the other party to stab him in the artery?"

Ming Huazhang stopped talking. He really kept his promise and refused to remind her even a word. Ming Huachang sighed secretly. It was not easy to hug her thighs. She had better rely on herself.

The sound of rain outside the window gradually subsided, and it seemed that the rain was about to stop. It was dark in the middle of the night, and even if we were siblings, it was too inappropriate to stay in my brother's room late at night. Ming Huashang said goodbye at the right time: "Second brother, I am really sorry to disturb you so late tonight. I will leave first."

Ming Huazhang hummed calmly, put away his things and said, "I'll take you back."

Ming Huashang was startled and said quickly, "No need, there's no need to go through so much trouble at home, I can just take Zhaocai back with me."

Ming Huazhang was very stubborn in this regard. He took out a paper umbrella with a bamboo painting on it, opened it slowly and said to Ming Huachang without turning his head, "It's windy outside. Tie your clothes tightly and be careful not to catch a cold."

Ming Huachang knew it was useless to refuse, so she could only follow Ming Huazhang out. Ming Huazhang was graceful, holding an umbrella and standing in the rain, like a clean and slender bamboo.

The rain was about to stop and the night wind started to pick up, but Ming Huazhang's hands were always steady, preventing the raindrops from falling on her. Even the night wind was mostly blocked by his body.

Ming Huashang held the drawings in her arms and suddenly felt safe.

There is no doubt that Ming Huazhang is a cold, taciturn and difficult to approach person, but he always does more than he says. He is calm and responsible. Being around him, one will unconsciously feel very safe.

Ming Huazhang escorted Ming Huashang to the door. She stood under the eaves. When she pushed the door open, she suddenly turned around, looked at Ming Huazhang seriously and said, "Thank you."

After saying that, she pushed the door open and walked in without waiting for those polite words. Only she knew that this thank you came from the bottom of her heart without any social etiquette.

Thank you for supporting me even though you disagree with me.

Jinbao and his three maids looked at the rain outside and were worried. Finally, they waited until Ming Huashang came back. They just breathed a sigh of relief, but when they saw Ming Huashang's clothes, they were angry again: "Madam, what are you wearing..."

"Brother's clothes." Ming Huashang was really tired after so much trouble today, and didn't feel like explaining. "Put the clothes away, wash them, and I will return them to you in person tomorrow."

The maids agreed and rushed to help Ming Huachang change her clothes. Ming Huachang changed into light pajamas and then realized that she had forgotten to ask why Ming Huazhang wanted to join Xuanxiaowei.

However, after that moment, some questions could no longer be asked. Ming Huashang lay on the bed, yawned tiredly, and thought drowsily that she would have to rely on herself from now on.

She has to find a way to dig out the truth hidden by the Wei family. Tomorrow, she will start with Wei Moyuan.

After all, no matter who the murderer was, it was Wei Moyuan who ordered people to leave after discovering the murder scene, causing Wei Baixuan's body to disappear. He is the key to the whole incident. Even if he is not the murderer, he must know something.

Perhaps, we can try to start from his past. Only by knowing his growth environment and life experience can Ming Huashang empathize with his thoughts like she did in Feihong Villa.