I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 951

When Wei Changtian bid farewell to He Jing and walked back to the courtyard where he lived in the setting sun, Duan Fangping and the others hadn't come back yet.

I made myself a pot of tea, sat in the front hall, and recalled the conversation with Tweet just now in my mind.

Undoubtedly, no matter from which point of view, Tweety has nothing to do with You Jia, not even "long-lost sisters".

But coincidentally, there are so many similarities between the two.
To be honest, Wei Changtian actually didn't know what he was going to do on this trip.

Do you want to verify this long-established conjecture?
Or do you want to see "Yu Jia" again?
but what's the point
Playing with the teacup, Wei Changtian turned his head to look at the scenery outside the house with complicated eyes.

He still doesn't know the answer to the question of Yujia's life or death.

It's not that you can't know, but you don't know.

After all, after Ning Yongnian's death, Daning Longwei had either died or fled, and it no longer existed. Ning Wenjun also found out the secret room where the Longwei's life card was stored.

In fact, the latter immediately sent a letter to report the matter.

But Wei Changtian didn't read the secret letter, he just let Chu Xianping read it and then burned the letter.

Of course, burning the letter doesn't mean it's a secret.

At the very least, if Wei Changtian wants to know whether Youjia is dead or alive, he only needs to send a letter to ask, and he will get an accurate reply within half an hour.

But he never did.

The reason for this was not clear to Wei Changtian himself.

Maybe I still feel a little bit guilty.
"Ugh."

Sighing, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Outside the house, a few pieces of floating clouds were painted with a layer of golden glaze by the setting sun.

People walk in the streets and alleys at dusk, the huge capital city is both quiet and noisy, gradually lighting up a little bit of light in the darkening sky.

The evening wind has arrived, and the clouds have been blown away, and they are no longer layered and scattered.

As if in the blink of an eye, the world went from dusk to night.

The stars are all over the night sky, echoing the thousands of lights on the ground, and connecting together in the sky.

And not long after Duan Fangping and the others came back, candlelight finally lit up in the small courtyard.

In the swaying light and shadow, exaggerated and presumptuous laughter echoed in the night sky again, like dark clouds covering the stars in the sky.

Although the huge city was still brightly lit under the night, it seemed to be shrouded in this shadow, struggling and falling into the bottomless abyss powerlessly.

The next morning.

At the beginning of Chen Shi, there were still two hours before Jing Guoqing recited the call to action on the Meridian Gate.

After the last night of "preparing for battle", Duan Fangping and the others "can't wait" to go out first, heading straight to the four directions of east, west, north and south.

Wei Changtian, on the other hand, calmly sent a few messages to Yang Liushi to make sure that his whereabouts had not been exposed, and everyone thought he was still among the rebels, so he walked out of the small courtyard.

Turning around and locking the courtyard door, he walked towards the entrance of the alley in a leisurely manner, and soon reached the entrance of the courtyard where He Jing lived.

Maybe it's a little late today, but He Jing has already finished his "morning reading".

It may also be that his own visit yesterday made him sleepless, so he forgot about it.

Anyway, Wei Changtian didn't meet He Jing today, instead he bumped into Cui Er who was cleaning the courtyard gate.

"Young Master Wei."

Smiling and nodding to Wei Changtian, the latter's voice was still as crisp as an oriole.

It seems that He Jing didn't tell her about the "anti-poetry".

"Miss Tweety."

After stopping the walk and saying hello, Wei Changtian also asked with a smile: "Why didn't Brother He come out to endorse today?"

"Ah, he said he didn't sleep well yesterday, and he's making up for it in the house right now."

Tweety answered honestly and simply: "Yesterday, after the young master left, he has been fidgeting all the time. I think he is still pondering over the poems you talked to him."

"I don't know how late I thought about it last night, but I couldn't get up this morning."

"Oh, it's time to take a good rest."

Wei Changtian smiled and didn't say much: "Miss Cui'er, I have to go out to do some errands, so I won't chat with you any more."

"My lord, go slowly. Ah, that's right!"

As if suddenly remembering something, Tweety asked in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Mr. Wei, where did you buy the pastries you brought yesterday?"

"Huh? Brother He likes to eat?"

"No, it's not my son, it's me"

Cui'er's face was slightly red, and her voice was even lower: "I think the mung bean cake is quite delicious, so I thought I'd buy some more when I have time."

"Hahaha, that's how it is."

Wei Changtian laughed and said, "It's just that the shop is a bit far away. If you can wait, I'll bring you a few more boxes when I come back."

"Ah, how, how can I trouble you!"

Cui Er hurriedly waved her hand: "I'll go by myself!"

"It's okay, I'm on my way anyway."

Wei Changtian winked at the courtyard: "Besides, don't you still have to take care of Brother He? What if there is no one to take care of him when he gets up?"

"This"

Maybe because she felt that what Wei Changtian said was quite reasonable, Tweet hesitated for a while and then did not refuse.

She untied the small purse at her waist, carefully shook out a piece of silver and handed it to Wei Changtian, blushing and shyly saying:

"Then, that's troublesome sir."

"Okay, I will deliver the mung bean cake before nightfall."

Wei Changtian accepted Suiyin with a smile, and after making a promise, he turned around and left.

But just before taking a step, he looked back at a certain closed door in the courtyard, and suddenly said to Tweety:

"Remember to tell Brother He when he wakes up."

"No matter what happens outside today, don't go out, just study at home with peace of mind."

"."

Blinking blankly, Tweety obviously didn't understand why Wei Changtian said such a sentence suddenly.

After a long while, she came back to her senses and wanted to ask, but the latter had already gone away.

"strangeness."

Muttering something in a low voice, Tweety picked up the broom leaning against the wall again and was about to continue sweeping the floor, but when she turned around, she saw that the door of the side room had opened at some point, and He Jing was standing by the door looking over here.

"Son, you're up, I'm going to boil water for you to wash your face."

Trotting all the way to He Jing's side, Tweety was ready to enter the house while talking.

But He Jing suddenly asked:
"What did brother Wei just tell you?"

"Ah, Mr. Wei just said."

Tweety was taken aback for a moment, and quickly repeated the conversation between the two just now.

Perhaps it was because she thought that asking Wei Changtian to buy pastries was "not big or small", she kept her head down when she spoke, and didn't notice He Jing's gradually becoming complicated expression.

Until the latter's slightly difficult voice rang in his ears.

"Brother Wei said not to go out today?"

"Yes."

Raising her head, Tweety finally sensed something was wrong with He Jing, she couldn't help but wondered:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

".nothing."

He Jing took a deep breath, did not explain anything, but ordered in a deep voice:
"Go and lock the door."

"Huh? My lord, we are serious"

"Don't go soon!"

"Ah! Yes, yes!"

It was rare to hear He Jing speak so loudly, Cui'er was taken aback and hurried to lock the door.

As for He Jing, he stood there watching, and the poem came to mind again.

In the old days, Lu Jingtang's front swallow.
Dagan and the Jing family, is this really the end of it?

Who is Brother Wei?

Also, why did he help himself?
(End of this chapter)