"Slave" deceives the master

"Xuanyuange's troupe has left." Early in the morning, Wen Haoyan brought such a message.

Wei Chen put down the pen in his hand, his eyes were dark, but there was a faint smile on his face. "It's good to go."

Wen Haoyan naturally sat across from him, didn't even look at him, just smiled and said: "I have sent secret guards to closely monitor, and nothing can go wrong."

If Xuanyuan Ge is really as he said, then the hidden guard is just a follow-up function.

If he still doesn't give up and wants to take action, then I'm sorry, he can only leave his life in David Dynasty.

"I don't worry about your work." Wei Chen never worried too much about Wen Haoyan's work, otherwise he would worry about everything, and he would have to get old before he got old. "Hopefully, this time, he won't let us down."

Most importantly, don't disappoint King Ling.

Wen Haoyan pursed her lips and smiled, seeing Luo Xing approaching, got up and backed out.

It has been in the small town for a month, which makes people feel that it will take root in this place, and the troupe, which is tossing several families in the small town and performing martial arts every day, suddenly said to leave early in the morning and left quietly .

After everyone went to the theater, they realized that the people on the stage had changed and they had already left.

It is said that carriages lined up and left the town just after dawn, but no one knew how many people saw it, but everyone just heard about it.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Ge had brought his troupe out of the town for an hour and a half, holding a book in the carriage, drinking freshly brewed tea, with a calm smile on his face.

There was a big black box beside him, and he always carried this box himself.

For so many years, everyone who has followed him knows that the boss doesn't like others touching that box.A long time ago, in order to curry favor with the boss, a man grabbed the box from his hand.I originally wanted to help people with that thing in order to gain favor, but the boss was furious and sold him off.

Since then, no one has dared to offer courtesy casually, and understands the importance of that box to the boss.

Inside the box is the tablet of the King of Mausoleum.

At the beginning, Xuanyuan Ge was unable to bury King Mausoleum, so he could only make a spiritual tablet to pay homage to.

He knew in his heart that King Mausoleum was charged with treason, and he also confessed to it with solid evidence. Even if he had a high status in life, he might not be able to enter the earth for peace after death, let alone someone to pay homage to.

Then, let him pay homage.

Unexpectedly, many years later, he would meet Wei Chen and Wen Haoyan again. He suddenly found that he was not the only one who remembered him, and he felt a lot of comfort in his heart.

However, he will probably never know that Wei Chen is not that cruel to King Ling.

After the body was carried back, he and Wen Haoyan still helped King Ling enter the imperial tomb, but they entered quietly, and no one else knew about it except the two of them.

Some old ministers only knew that one day they suddenly discovered that the tomb prepared for King Mausoleum had somehow put down the Dragon-Breaking Stone, and it had been closed for many years.

In their opinion, these things are not important things. After a simple investigation and no problems were found, everyone gradually abandoned them.

The King of Mausoleum still has incense and incense, and even enters the ancestral tomb, but there is no one who meets his status to be buried with him, and no one knows that there is a him in it.

"Your little nephew will definitely not be relieved when we leave that small town. I guess, he must have sent someone to follow us." Xuanyuan Ge stroked the big black box lightly with his fingers, and said with a smile: "That's not bad, it's right to have free guards."

"The further south you go, the warmer it gets. Look, the grass is getting so tall over there."

"I really want to go down and step on it. I don't know if it's as soft as the original one."

"Tell me, isn't the wind at the frontier especially strong right now? When we faced off against the three armies, I felt that the wind was so strong that it hurt my skin, but as a general, I couldn't complain."

"The chilblain ointment you gave me in the palace is almost used up, and in the future... probably won't be used again..."

Closing his eyes, Xuanyuan Ge seemed to still be able to see the scene when he first met.

At that time, the wind blew up on the battlefield, and the young man facing him had cold brows and eyes, but the fiery red cloak rose against the wind.

At that moment, he thought, how could there be such a good-looking person.

Drops of warm water fell on the big black box, Xuanyuan Ge's voice was still as cold as before.

"That's when I thought, if it wasn't the enemy, it would be great..."

In a blink of an eye, it fell apart and could never return to the beginning.

Now we are no longer enemies, but I am not happy at all.

Because you are no longer here.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for Huan Biqing to leave.

They returned to Huan's mansion a few days earlier, and Huan Biqing, who had never left home for half a month, felt her heart settle down the moment she stepped into the house.

It was also at this time that I realized what home is.

So, when Wen Haoyan mentioned leaving, Huan Biqing regretted it!

"Son, you really don't want to go to the capital?" Old Man Huan raised his beard and was very proud of himself. Look, it was his son who kissed him after all!

To be honest, he was also reluctant to leave Huan Bianqing. He has been by his side after raising him for so long. He didn't know when he would come back after leaving, and he was really upset.

Don't tell him that Wen Haoyan promised to hold a wedding here. He came to Jiangnan from the capital, traveling thousands of miles back and forth, and came back after settling down. How could it not be possible in a year or so.

And he couldn't bear to have his son running around on the road.

But, if you don't go...does this count as regretting the marriage?

Mr. Huan was a little tangled in stroking his beard. It's not good to regret the marriage or something.

But there is no other uncle who can compare with the little Xiangye.

"Father, if I don't want to go, can I not go?" Huan Biqing didn't want to look at Wen Haoyan's black and handsome face, as long as he thought of being so far away from home, he felt very uneasy.

When he went out before, he knew that he would be back soon, but this time... he didn't need others to explain that he knew that the focus of his life would be for a long time in the future, and even in this life, he would be in the capital, not in the south of the Yangtze River.

Although Wen Haoyan said that he would accompany him everywhere, the premise is that he has time, what if he gets busy?

Thinking of all kinds of future, Huan Biqing withered without hope.

At this time, no one knew that this situation was called premarital depression.

"Son..."

"Cough." Wen Haoyan coughed, and said to herself, can you stop talking about regretting the marriage so unscrupulously in front of me!

Don't think that he will be afraid if one is the future father-in-law!

It's enough to pry the corner of the wall before it's too late.

It was only now that Old Man Huan found out that Wen Haoyan was still there, he endured the words that came out of his mouth, and said dryly: "But your dowry has already been sent out, and you must have arrived in the capital by now."

Huan Bianqing: "..."

Wen Haoyan gave her father-in-law a thumbs-up, well done!

"Father, am I not as important as the dowry?" Huan Biqing was wronged. He is a living person, so is he not as important as those things outside of him?

There are dowry and so on... He is not happy, it is obviously a dowry!

Master Huan looked at his son in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Although it's something outside of your body, it's 10 taels of things and belongings. Father has prepared ten miles of red makeup for you this time."

"What? So many?" Huan Bianqing's eyes widened. "Then can I get these betrothal gifts back?"

With a bald mouth, he spoke out what was on his mind.

Quickly covering his mouth, he secretly glanced at the person next to him, and met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Huan Fanqing thought, it's over, this guy is the most vengeful.

Wen Haoyan raised her eyebrows and smiled, dowry?I didn't expect the little daughter-in-law to think so in her heart, it's quite big if people are not bold.

Mr. Huan patted Huan Biqing on the forehead lightly, pretending to be angry and said: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about. If you want to regret the marriage, don't say it sooner. It's a critical moment. Your father and I are not used to you. That's fine, Let’s just make noise, tidy up your things and see what else you need to bring.”

After finishing speaking, Mr. Huan left in a hurry.

Wen Haoyan gritted her teeth and made a loud noise. Thanks to him, the old man still praised him. Unexpectedly...

What does it mean to repent of a marriage and not say it earlier? Doesn't this mean that if the wife says it earlier, he will really get used to ruining it?

Wen Haoyan is so old, he never knew that he was so disgusted by others.

Thinking back to the time when he had just arrived at Ji Guan's house, the concierge was almost overwhelmed by all kinds of invitations. If it weren't for the fact that their house was not a place where anyone could come if they wanted, the doorstep would have been leveled by the matchmaker.

Later, it was the news that the old man had been engaged, and then the news subsided.

He thought he was not bad, but he didn't expect to be so disgusted by his wife.

Standing up and closing the door, Wen Haoyan felt that he should have a good talk with Huan Biqing.

Huan Hao, who was standing at the door, looked at the closed door worriedly. It seems a little unnatural for the young master to regret the marriage at this moment.

Uncle is always here, so there won't be any problem.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm so bad that you don't want to marry me?"

Huan Fanqing subconsciously bit her finger and shook her head nervously. "You are fine."

"Then why do you want to regret the marriage?"

"I didn't want to regret the marriage, I just didn't want to go so far to the capital..." The more he talked, Huan Biqing's voice became softer because of guilt.

Wen Haoyan understood. "Are you afraid of going out?"

Huan Bianqing glared at him dissatisfied, "What do you mean by going away, and you will come back after a few days, but this... I just can't bear to part with my father. He raised me up with great difficulty, and in the end I didn't marry a daughter-in-law and come back. I still have to stay so far away from him. What will he do when he gets old..." Saying this, Huan Biqing almost stopped crying.

He is not a particularly sensational person, but, for some reason, he just couldn't help it.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Wen Haoyan immediately lost her persistence. "Don't cry, then we won't go to the capital, shall we?"

Huan Bianqing immediately looked at him, "Really?"

Wen Haoyan coughed dryly, "Probably..." It's not true.

Huan Fanqing didn't know the words hidden in his heart, and suddenly showed a big smile.

Do not go to the capital!very nice!