I am fish

She was already ready to deal with Xie Fuchen's counselor, but she didn't expect that the other party would readily agree, which made her stunned.

Yan Ye continued to write: Only when you have met your grandma and know that we are different from that Xie Taixing, and really entertain your grandma, will you do your best.Mr. Xie also thought of this a long time ago. Five days ago, your mother was taken to Lin County to live temporarily, and she was waiting for you to come.

Zhen Wenjun's hand holding the dustpan trembled and almost knocked it over.

when!where!

Zhen Wenjun wrote quickly.

Yan Ye still maintained his own pace, writing neatly horizontally and vertically, as if he was practicing calligraphy: the little lady will know by then.Returning to Suichuan's hometown this time, the little lady must remember to hide her identity so as not to be seen through by the guards.After arriving in Suichuan, someone will contact you.Not one by one.

After finishing writing, Yan Ye smoothed out the rice in the dustpan, picked up the empty bowl that Zhen Wenjun had eaten, bent over again, coughed twice, and said: "...what the little lady said is true, life is like duckweed, I still want to open some, and steal it day by day." After speaking, he opened the door and went out.Sure enough, Wei Tingxu's guard was standing by the door, and he didn't care if the people in the room found him peeping through the curtain.Yan Ye walked slowly from his side and sighed uncontrollably, Zhen Wenjun rubbed his stomach and said to the guards "have a rest earlier", then yawned and went back to the room.

After knocking on the door, Lingbi came to open the door.

"Why so long?" Lingbi asked casually, and Zhen Wenjun found that she was holding a dagger in her hand. After making sure that there was nothing unusual, he put the dagger back under the pillow and asked her, "What did you eat?"

"I ate a bowl of soup cakes. I happened to meet an old man and chatted with him casually."

"Go to bed when you're full, I've slept all the time." Ling Bi yawned and lay back on the bed without any suspicion.

Zhen Wenjun responded with an "ah", took off his shoes and socks and got into his quilt wearing only his heart clothes.The exhaustion and tense spirit accumulated from running around for several days gradually relaxed, and I felt dizzy and uncomfortable, but still didn't feel sleepy.

Tonight, Dongchun Xie's counselor, who is much more lenient than Suichuan's Xie's family, suddenly appeared to tell her so much, and promised to let her see her mother, which was something she never expected.She was originally sent by the Xie family to assassinate Wei Tingxu, Xie Fuchen can continue to use his mother's life to threaten him to do things for her, but Xie Fuchen's move will lower the Xie family's attitude first and then lure her, it is indeed better than Xie Taihang's tricks Much wiser, at least at this time she has no reason to hate Xie Fuchen, instead she should be grateful.

It's just that the better Yan Ye's words sounded, the more vigilant she became towards Xie Fuchen.This person can compete with the Wei family to check and balance each other, which shows that he is a scheming person.I'm afraid that there will be changes in the future and it will be difficult to deal with. It is necessary to give him really useful information in order to stabilize the opponent.

Lingbi fell asleep very peacefully, without any snoring, and even the sound of breathing was the same as when she was awake. At night, people couldn't tell whether she was asleep or awake.

Zhen Wenjun turned over, his eyes were bright in the darkness.

Although Qingliu's party is a group of hypocrites who use benevolence, justice and morality to help the country as an excuse to do things that are difficult for others, but at this time they have finally entered the best situation for her.

Let's fight, the Wei and Xie families, the eldest princess and the emperor!As long as the struggle continues, her value will increase, and one day she will make Wei Tingxu unable to leave her.

In the early morning of the second day, before the sky was bright, Wei Tingxu and his party had already prepared their chariots and horses and were ready to set off.

Driving late at night and resting during the day is Wei Tingxu's usual style. Zhen Wenjun barely closed his eyes but was full of energy. He pulled Feixue in the cloud and wanted to try riding.

Wei Tingxu was carried into the carriage by Xiaohua and sat firmly. Through the firelight around the carriage, he saw Zhen Wenjun get on the horse crookedly.

"My younger sister seldom rides a horse, so Ye Hei Feng Gao should be more careful."

Zhen Wenjun looked back and smiled, and breathed out white gas: "Don't worry, sister, let me try this BMW! I will go ahead to find the way for my sister!"

Xiao Hua secretly looked at Wei Tingxu, as if waiting for her to issue an order to stop her.Wei Tingxu didn't look at her, and raised his voice, "Run monkey, run slowly."

Wei Tingxu's words were like a big hand pushing Zhen Wenjun's back. She kicked the horse's belly with her legs, and with the sound of the long whip, the white horse immediately galloped away.The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, shaking the bald trees around, and disappeared from Wei Tingxu's sight in a blink of an eye.

"Girl..." Xiaohua was slightly worried about her whereabouts, but Wei Tingxu didn't care at all, so he asked people to turn off the torch and set off in the dark.

When Dongfang vomited white, Zhen Wenjun came back on horseback, sweating from the run, and all the wounds were itchy.She was holding the reins and her bun was blown up, but with an excited smile on her face, she shouted to Wei Tingxu's carriage: "Thank you sister for giving me the horse! Feixue in Yunzhong is really a rare horse! I have checked that the road ahead is safe and no one is there, sister can go forward with confidence!"

Hearing her voice, Wei Tingxu lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Under the morning light, the girl on the white horse is in front of her eyes.

The horse's hooves hit the ground back and forth in place, and the girl wobbled on the horse against the light, controlling the horse's movements inexperiencedly, smiling innocently at her.The messy black hair was golden by the sun, like a cub that was agitated, eager to leave its mother and hunt alone.

In a year, Zhen Wenjun has grown up a lot, his stature has skyrocketed, his legs have gradually become slender, his round eyes like lacquer spots have gradually become slender, and the occasional playful appearance of a child is the life force that Wei Tingxu yearns for most.

Zhen Wenjun came slowly towards her on his horse, holding the rein with one hand and the other behind his back.

The closer she got to Xiaohua, the more vigilant she became, and she secretly lowered her hands to her waist even with Lingbi, looking a little puzzled and flustered.If the child approached rashly again, not to mention her soft knife and Xiaohua's iron fist, even the hidden guards hiding on both sides of the road would attack quickly and chop her into pieces.

"Wen Jun!" Ling Bi called her in a low voice, wanting to stop her, the corners of Zhen Wenjun's mouth raised slightly, and he firmly moved towards Wei Tingxu with a conspiracy that he believed would definitely come true.And Wei Tingxu's eyes also tightly grasped her, silently competing.

When she arrived at the carriage, only three steps away from Wei Tingxu, she suddenly stretched out the hand behind her, and handed out a slender object to Wei Tingxu.Soft knives and iron fists had already been handed to him, and the crossbows in the hands of the hidden guards were ready in unison, but Wei Tingxu's expression froze slightly, and a scent of flowers flooded into his sense of smell.

Zhen Wenjun held a fragile and bright wandering flower in his hand.

"I saw this flower just now when I was exploring the road. I remembered that my sister seemed to like it, so I picked one for my sister. It is probably the first lingering flower in early spring. It is a little wilted, but it is still very beautiful." Zhen Wenjun greeted Lingbi and Xiaohua. The flank attack came to an abrupt end, with a look that had long been used to being doubted, without flinching at all, pinching the end of the long stem of the Wandering Flower, with the stamen facing Wei Tingxu's face, he asked expectantly, "Sister, do you still like it? "

When Wei Tingxu took the wandering flower, he said "thank you" softly, and all the guards gathered back quietly.

When Wei Tingxu accepted the flowers, Zhen Wenjun smiled even more, and promised: "If my sister likes it, I will help her pick flowers every season in the future." After speaking, he turned the horse's head and rode to the side of Wei Tingxu's carriage, looking like a The appearance of a bodyguard.

Lingbi glared at her, blaming her for doing all these weird things, which made people startled.Zhen Wenjun was so leisurely that he didn't even look at her, and only walked forward facing the white mist in the morning.

Xiao Hua wanted to check if the flower was weird, Wei Tingxu shook her head, and she backed away knowingly.

Wei Tingxu looked at the wandering flower, the delicate petals were still stained with morning dew, it was indeed her favorite appearance.There was a slight movement in her heart, and a sharp pain came from her fingertips. When she frowned, the fingers that were pierced by the hard thorns on the flower stems quickly blotted out bright red.

"Girl!" Xiao Hua immediately took out a kerchief to bandage her.

Zhen Wenjun dismounted quickly, took Wei Tingxu's hand, threw aside the handkerchief that Xiao Hua had just wrapped, and sucked the bleeding fingertips in his mouth.

Waves of slight pain spread to her heart along the fingertips, Wei Tingxu's eyelids twitched, watching Zhen Wenjun spit the blood aside and then swallowed his fingers into his lips.After repeating it several times, she was finally relieved. When Zhen Wenjun looked up at her, there was still a thin layer of bright blood on her lips:

"I don't know if the flowers growing in the mountains and jungles are poisonous, and it's better to suck the dirty blood away." Zhen Wenjun explained sincerely.

The back of Wei Tingxu's finger slid across her lips, Zhen Wenjun didn't know whether she was intentional or not, and followed her passionately, but she avoided it lightly.

"A little injury is not a problem." Wei Tingxu put the wandering flower under his nose and sniffed, feeling slightly intoxicated. Thinking of the moist and hot touch when Zhen Wenjun's tongue deliberately hooked her fingertips just now, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.And this smile happened to be blocked by Jiaohua, and she hid it.

A delicate atmosphere floated between Zhen Wenjun and Wei Tingxu, neither of them spoke.It was not until the sound of horseshoes in the distance, as if a lost caravan struggled out of the wild road, that their attention was re-attracted.

The caravan finally saw Guandao, chattering and sighing.

The outermost circle of the Wei family convoy has a team of guards on fast horses who specialize in exploring and guarding the road. They wear onyx uniforms, mourning crowns on their heads, and hemp on their horses. No matter who looks at it, it is a funeral procession, and ordinary people think it is unlucky Not close.The guards carried cloth pouches on their backs that looked like they contained water, but they were actually filled with weapon blades. Once someone approached abnormally deliberately, they and the hidden guards would team up to attack.

When the caravan appeared, Xiao Hua immediately pulled the four-wheeled cart back, and put down the carriage curtain to isolate Wei Tingxu from the outside world.The guards pretended to tidy up the carriages and horses, but they were actually keeping a close eye on the caravan that came out of nowhere.

Before the caravan passed through the woods, they saw the mourning horse team, and they didn't immediately walk onto the official road. They naturally made a detour before stepping onto the flat main road.

Zhen Wenjun rode on the horse and watched the caravan together with the guards, and the attention was not abrupt.

She rode wildly in the morning just for this moment.

Yan Ye promised to let her see his grandmother but didn't say when and where. He must have created a coincidence that Wei Tingxu would not suspect.Zhen Wenjun originally planned to pretend that he was quite interested in riding a horse and not go back to the carriage all the way, hoping that when his mother suddenly appeared, the mother and daughter would take a full look and confirm that each other was fine.

When the caravan circled the forest, her heart was pounding, eager to find her grandmother among the group of people.

She thought that her mother would be changed and changed, but she could somehow leave some clues for her to discover.Just as Zhen Wenjun was nervously looking for clues in the details of his figure and clothing, his mother's face suddenly entered her field of vision, shocking Zhen Wenjun's heart, and almost jumped off his horse and ran towards her.

It was her grandmother, definitely her grandmother!

Grandmother sat on the donkey cart in the middle of the caravan, without any disguise, her eyes stared forward blankly, her shoulders drooped weakly, her body swayed with the bumps of the carriage without any strength.Her face was scorched yellow, her eye sockets were sunken, her hair was combed carelessly, and the traces of perfunctory could be clearly seen.What broke Zhen Wenjun's heart even more was seeing his grandmother's temples were already snow-white.I hadn't seen her for two years, and my grandmother, who was not yet forty, had gray hair and looked like an old woman.What's even more strange is that she looked silent, as if she had no perception of everything around her.Even though her legs and feet were inconvenient and she was very poor in the past, the mother has always been in peace and morality, and even tidied up the mother and daughter, and would never allow an unkempt state.

I don't know what tricks Xie's family used to make her look like this...

Zhen Wenjun's heart is like a knife cutting out.

As the caravan drifted away, Zhen Wenjun sat still on his horse, his knuckles turning white while holding the rein. Although the longing mother was close at hand, she was fledgling and looked around with hungry wolves. Heartbroken like a knife, I could only watch my mother slip through her fingers.