Before Mrs. Wei could speak, tears fell on her face. She looked at her husband expectantly, "Master, Yan Niang..."

Mr. Wei came to his senses. He put down his hand that was touching his neck, opened his mouth and said, "She..."

The old man next to him interrupted lightly, "Long story."

Mr. Wei choked and had to swallow everything he had just seen and said, "She wanted to take a look at Princess Liang again."

Mrs. Wei was stunned, "Princess Liang?"

"Didn't Yan Niang die early on the road? Why did she still know Princess Liang?"

Mr. Wei hurriedly asked for explanation, but Wei Mingyan walked past him, and seemed to have accidentally stepped on him.

He wrinkled his face in pain, looked at his father's back in grievance, and when he wanted to continue talking to his wife, he suddenly realized that the wife and her sister had such a good relationship. If he had told the truth directly, he would have felt very uncomfortable when he knew that the sister who was called Yan Niang had suffered so much.

After wandering for a few seconds, Mr. Wei subconsciously raised his eyes to look at his father. Seeing that he was looking at him with a faint look, he was unsure and asked Mrs. Wei, "Madam, when did Yan Niang die in your memory?"

Mrs. Wei wiped her tears and choked, "I met a bandit on the way out with my third uncle, that is, her father..."

"Yes, I met a bandit, and then Yan Niang was separated from her parents and was rescued by the passing Princess Liang."

While speaking, Mr. Wei carefully looked at his father's face. Seeing that he had a rare smile on his face, he felt sure that he would naturally have much more to say about the following words.

"After that, Yan Niang has been with Princess Liang. Because she was too young and couldn't remember what happened in the mansion, she couldn't find her family. She was by the princess, nominally a girl, but was actually raised as her daughter. After that..."

Mr. Wei hadn't lie much, and his expression was full of panic at this moment. Fortunately, Mrs. Wei had been confused by the news about her sister and did not notice that her husband was wrong at all. She just looked at him with expectant eyes.

"After that, she got sick, and then came here." Mrs. Wei's lies were stumbled, but Mrs. Wei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, while tears continued to fall.

She sobbed and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. "I thought Yan Mom was suffering and couldn't linger like this. It turned out that she missed me."

"No, no, no, no suffering." Mr. Wei was originally a little guilty about hiding the truth. At this moment, when he saw his wife crying and laughing, the guilt had already been thrown out of the sky.

If the wife really knew that her beloved sister died so miserably, she might be so sad.

Wei Mingyan came over at this time and said to Mrs. Wei in a gentle voice, "Go and prepare some rice grains, rice wine, and clear sand quickly, and then ask a few servants to accompany you. Go to Dongche Lake in the western suburbs and get a bowl of water in person. When it is ready, come back."

Mrs. Wei was confused by this series of instructions, but under that confusion, there was expectation, "Father..."

The old man nodded and confirmed his daughter-in-law's guess, "You took these things and I'll let you meet you."

Mrs. Wei almost cried with joy, "Yes, yes, my daughter-in-law will go, thank you father."

She was blessed and hurriedly left the yard.

Mr. Wei, who didn't have the look of his wife, said, "Husband, madam, do you want me to accompany you..."

"You won't go."

The old man looked at his son with disgust, "Tell me, what have you seen."

Mr. Wei held on with grievance and said a long story short, "Princess Liang was imprisoned in the royal palace. Yan Niang knew that King Liang intended to rebel, and was unwilling to obey Prince Liang, and was thrown to a place to use her as her daughter's incense. However, Yan Niang was weak and died after not long."

"She wants to see Princess Liang again."

"Father, look..."

"Don't look at it for the father."

Mr. Wei was stunned. He looked at his father who was still so calm and composed, "Father, what should we do now? You should give me a charter."

"I will not give it to my father."

Wei Mingyan shook his sleeves, his face full of things was not about him, "Since the matter is clear, let's take a break early today."

Mr. Wei couldn't believe that his father could have seemed to have never happened.

"Yes, but it's a big deal for King Liang to rebel. Do we just think it's like this and don't know?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was glanced ruthlessly.

"If you want to care, go out now and turn left and keep moving forward."

"Me? But, father, father..."

--Bang!

The door was closed.

Mr. Wei stood stiffly, his hands still stretched out. Suddenly, he thought that Yan Niang was still in the yard, and his back was cold. Even though he knew that Yan Niang had a pitiful life experience, he was still a ghost.

He quickly withdrew his hand, looked around with caution, and exited the yard carefully and cautiously.

As you walk, you whisper the words, "Don't follow me, don't follow me, just stay at your father's yard with peace of mind."

Mr. Wei left the yard, but after thinking about it, he still went out. When he happened to meet Mrs. Wei's carriage leaving in a hurry. He looked at it and turned left and walked straight.

On the carriage, Mrs. Wei lifted the curtain from time to time to look outside with anxious expressions, but the girl Yan on the side sat up obediently, leaning her head against her sister's shoulder, her eyes full of satisfaction.

Mr. Wei was still walking on the road, and while walking, he looked around suspiciously from time to time. The scene of Yan Niang hanging on his neck in memory was so shocking that he couldn't help but touch his neck.

After thinking about it, he spoke carefully, "My mother Yan, if you are here, don't follow me..."

"You are awake too. You know that I am not an enemy. Even if you want to follow me, don't hang it on my neck. It's so uncomfortable. Be good, my brother-in-law will burn paper money for you."

He trembled and advised his sister-in-law not to hang it around his neck. Mr. Wei walked all the way to the street.

After looking at it, he always felt that the street looked familiar.

Mr. Wei was thinking about when he had come, when a sudden sound of a weapon breaking out, the crowd in front of him spread out and ran away in all directions. A young man in gorgeous clothes was protected by two people and retreated and ran in his direction.

This scene seems familiar.

The person who was being chased in front also looked very familiar.

At this moment, Master Wei only had time to think of one sentence: Your Majesty, you were assassinated last time, why did you come out to visit this time?

He didn't bring anything this time, and the group of people looked as easy as last time.

Master Wei looked around and gritted his teeth when the emperor ran to him...

Pull him and run.

As he ran, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

A scent came from the emperor who was pulled by him, with a clear and elegant fragrance, with a faint orchid fragrance.

Haha, this taste is very familiar.

So, assassinating the emperor is not the target, is the target the emperor taking advantage of the chaos to get his daughter's fragrance?

Mr. Wei's mind was full of what his father said, that those who hit the daughter's fragrance will obey the first woman who touched him... The other party arranged for the daughter's fragrance, and then the first woman who contacted the emperor would definitely be arranged...

Just as I thought of this, a veiled woman fell on the road ahead, holding her body, looking over with her beautiful eyes with tears in her eyes.

It looks like it's pitiful that I can't walk, but compared with the scene where the vegetable seller also sprained his ankle but climbed forward in horror...

What should I do? Or he went up and kicked the woman away first?

While he was struggling, the emperor, who had already run away, had his legs weakened and he tripped to the ground first.

Before Mr. Wei could help him, a milk cat was trembling and was knocked out of the basket beside him, and it happened to fall into the emperor's palm.

“Mi…”

The little milk screamed uneasyly, shrank and didn't dare to move.

Mr. Wei didn't care about it, so he helped the emperor up. He was about to say, "Your Majesty, let's run quickly, but when he saw the emperor who was running with him just now, holding the little cat, touching its little head with his eyes full of love.

"This cat is really beautiful."

"I will take it back to the palace with you and let it enjoy all its glory and wealth!"

Master Wei: "...Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

We are running for life!

Suddenly thinking about something, he turned around with shock and looked under the little cat's tail.

It's over.

No eggs...

The author has something to say: Once you are lazy and don’t exercise, your shoulders start to feel uncomfortable again and your waist becomes sore. You have updated a little, so you don’t want to give up.
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