Show Off Once in Every World Chapter 22

Wen Ying's hand was still held by him. He didn't touch her. She was too worried. She was restrained and silent. She just pinched the time and gave him a wet towel.

“Don't you mean to be accompanied by Lady Shufei?” She held a corner of the towel and gently covered his forehead. “Since your majesty has nothing to do, I should go back and ask Wang Deyong to come to her, OK?”

Her words are gentle and soft, but not what Wei Lingheng likes to hear.

He diverged and stroked her fingers. The trace of the eye of the needle could be seen faintly. “I heard that when you heard me hurt, I pricked my finger…”

She said, “at that time, I was very afraid…” She pulled out her hand, but when he thought he was going to take it back, she stroked his sideburns and said, “when you are more than ten years old, I am very worried that Changfeng is no longer young. How can you toss yourself like before…”

She recalled the general tone, so that he was slightly surprised, as if they had been hand in hand for decades, and she looked at him with a smile at the end of time.

Wei Lingheng didn't know how, but he had a sour feeling in his heart. Changfeng only lived in Peipei's girlhood. After she got married, her dream was shattered, so there was no longer a knight named Changfeng in her dream.

And he can't enter her dream again, and he can't change the past and prevent her from marrying song Zheng.

“Is he treating you well?” He asked her for the first time.

He looked at her with warm eyes. He was no longer an ordinary person who was forced by the emperor, but a person who simply cared about her old friend. He cares about her past days and looks forward to her future.

That's what she looks like.

She looked at him, her eyes dazed, and nodded with a smile.

Wei Lingheng remembered that she cried so sad in the side hall. If she had a good life, how could she cry?

“I'm ten years old, but I'm still your wind You've been wronged before. You always tell me… ” After a pause, he asked, “is he really good to Pepe?”

The tone was so gentle and intimate that she couldn't control it and said goodbye with tears in her eyes. And then slowly turned back, looked down at him carefully hook her little finger hand.

So she shook her head.

He laughed, “well, he's not good to Pepe, I'll hit him.”

She shook their fingers and said nothing.

the campsite is full of lights, which look like lanterns from a distance. Song Zheng went to his tent. There was no light inside. It looked grey outside, as if no one was there.

Sun Taifu's words have been lingering in his mind. Changfeng is his Majesty's word. On the letter she wrote a month ago, there is the word “Changfeng”, which is quite different from her graceful handwriting.

Compared with women, this writing style is more suitable for free and unrestrained men.

But the idea flashed by, and he waved it away, which made me feel ridiculous. Wen Ying lives in the back house. Apart from social intercourse, she has always been unable to get out of the gate. Her Majesty has been living in the deep palace for a long time. They are really unable to get involved. He thinks about it by coincidence.

Song Zheng shook his head and went into the tent.

“Pepe?”

He gave a light call, and did not respond for a long time. Until he was puzzled, he heard her say “eh?” Words, as if suffering from sleep torture, from the nose out of the delicate.

He went to the bed, eyes adapted to the dark, only to see the moonlight on her calm face, she showed a look of doubt.

His eyebrows softened and he whispered, “it's OK. Go to sleep.”

when the emperor had an accident, the hunting trip was in a hurry. After Wei Lingheng recovered, he soon went back to the palace.

Since they are in the villa, Wen Ying and Wei Lingheng have greatly reduced the possibility of meeting each other, except that they can have a distant look at the dinner party.

Wen Ying can restrain herself. If the moving distance on the light source diagram can represent the emperor's favor for her, he has entered her camp with one foot at the moment. After all, they have different identities. In the future, if they want to continue to meet, they need him to take the initiative to plan.

Not to mention the progress here, she found that Song Xi and the third prince get along more frequently recently. She is happy to see this. She wanted to brush the favor of the third prince before, which is also easy. It's better to have one more friendly person than one more enemy.

Who knows that on this day, a man came to the palace and told the lady to let her into the palace.

Wen Ying's first thought is that Wei Ling Heng shows her flaws, which makes her see them. Shufei's attitude towards her was not friendly. You know, she was very friendly to herself at the imperial banquet.

But this time, when she came, she let her wait in the side hall for more than half an hour, and then she was led to the small garden behind the palace.

Shufei was standing there playing throwing pot. She came and said, “is Mrs. song coming?”

According to her attitude just now, she wanted to have another meal to dry up, so as not to delay her efforts. She asked her frankly, “I don't know why my mother ordered me to come here?””I can't see that Mrs. song is still acute.” She threw away the arrow, wiped her fingers by the maid of honor, and said to Wen Ying, “well, I wanted to be more tactful, or take care of my daughter's face. It's not big, but it's a matter of life. ”

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Smell cherry immediately understand, is Song Xi's business.

“I always think that Mrs. song's upbringing is not bad, but the daughter she taught is…” She sighed, “we don't let me worry, we have to settle down with people, but we still can't mix with the Song family's money, and don't think about it. How ugly is it to spread?”

Smell cherry convergence smile, don't answer.

Shufei frowned: “I'll ask Mrs. song to discipline me more in the future. Don't let her pester with yu'er any more…”

Smell cherry just want to speak, hear a pass, say is your majesty arrived, then, see a tall figure came.

On her face, Shufei welcomed her immediately: “why is your majesty here…”

Wei Lingheng didn't look at her. His eyes fell on Wen Ying. Seeing her kneeling and saluting, he frowned. He said “get up quickly” first, and then went to ask Shu Fei: “who is this?”

“This is the wife of master song, Minister of the Ministry of war.” Shufei said angrily, “I'm looking for her to talk about yu'er. I look at the girl in Wen's family. It's a pity that Wen's wife didn't come. They are two in laws, so I want to ask Mrs. song.”

Before she finished, Wei Lingheng knew that she had lied, because he saw Wen Ying's absent-minded side head and looked at the pond of pink lotus.

This is what she used to do when she couldn't refute her mother and didn't care what she said.

Seeing it again, he couldn't help smiling.

Shufei thought that his smile was an agreement. She was proud to ask Wen Ying to step down so that she could talk to the emperor. However, Wei Ling Heng nodded: “I look at Song Xi of the Song family, but she doesn't like her.”

The smile on Shufei's face couldn't hang up immediately. “I've seen it, but it's not better than the girl at home…”

“Oh?” Wei Lingheng raised an eyebrow and looked at Wen Ying. “I see that Mrs. song's demeanor is extraordinary. If the girl she raised can be half as good as her, she will match us.”

Shufei was stunned and suspected that she had just heard wrong.

Who steps on his son and praises a woman?

She's just wondering. While she's not paying attention, Xing Yan'er stares at Wei Lingheng and warns him to stop fooling around.

Wei Lingheng hooks the corner of his mouth and doesn't speak with a smile.

“Why?” Suddenly heard not far away from the voice of the young man, “why is father here today?”

It turned out to be the third prince Wei Yu.

In addition to himself, he also brought a man in, walked out from behind him and worshipped the emperor.

“I heard that master song came to find his wife, so I brought him in.” Wei Chou picked his eyebrows in the same way as Wei Lingheng, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth. When he saw that his father was also there, the smile suddenly became strange.

His eyes moved from his father to Wen Ying, and finally to song Zheng.

Song Zheng walked out from behind him and first said thanks to him. Then he said, “I heard that lady Shufei had announced her wife's entrance to the palace. Just as I was going to leave the palace, I wanted to go back to the palace with her. I wonder if the empress can let us go? ”

As soon as the word “good” came to the tip of her tongue, she heard Wei Lingheng say: “what's the matter with song Aiqing? After a day's discussion, people are all stiff. It's just that she has a pot here. Why don't you play with me?”

After a meal, song Zheng couldn't help but think of the absurd idea.

He saw an eye to smell Ying, to Emperor way: “tiny minister dare not not not from.”

When the emperor came, the concubine was very cooperative. It's not that there was no such thing as this, but today it's strange. The family members of the ministers are watching. She is not easy to let people wait, so please go to the side hall to have a rest.

Before she left, Wen Ying took a last look. It seemed that the emperor and his officials were happy, but it seemed that the wind and rain were coming.

Pian hall is quiet. Only when the maid of honor brings tea, she goes out. Wen Ying has nothing to do but look at the paintings on the wall, but she doesn't notice anyone coming in.

Until the third prince's voice came, showing a slight irony, “Mrs. song is very interested, and she still wants to appreciate the paintings.”

Wen Ying turns back in surprise. When she sees him, she smiles again. Then she comes to him and approaches him slowly.

Wei Yu looked at her getting closer and closer, and the smile on the corner of her mouth converged, “what is Mrs. song going to do?”

His disgust deepened, but he stood still until she picked a flying insect from his shoulder.

Wen Ying released the insect and winked at him, “what do your highness think I'm going to do?” His attitude made her seem to have some insight, and she said with a smile, “some things may not be true on the surface, just as your highness mistakenly thinks that I have malice and that my action has any purpose. In fact, it's just a simple matter.”

“A simple little thing?”

He looked at her in silence for a long time and asked coldly, “so, Mrs. song didn't deliberately seduce my father?”

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