Jin Tingjiao

Chapter 555 Whose New Swallow Pecks Spring Mud (14)

As a result of this incident, he trained Xiao Huai more strictly.

Wei Yuhui's "corpse" was dragged out of the palace in front of Xiao Huai, and amidst his heart-piercing cries, he promoted He Lanzhun to be the palace master.

The friendship between him and He Lanzhun has been tested.

Doesn't his heart ache?

But his current prestige is accumulated after more than ten years of fighting.

Xiao Huai has never been on the battlefield. He has lived in the warm Wei family since he was a child, and he has occupied the most prominent position in the world since the founding of the country. Why did he make so many military exploits under the command of the palace after his death? The veteran will take orders from him?

He is destined to undergo more rigorous training than ordinary people.

In addition to martial arts and martial arts, there is also will.

And when training him, why not training himself?
Not only must he remain calm in front of him, but also he must not show his traces in front of the alert He Lan and the careful Huo Jiu. The situation of Mumu is revealed.

Above the court, it is actually no less than a battlefield for siege.

The bloody storm here is more invisible than the visible enemy.

In October of another year, he called his son: "The military affairs in Cangzhou will be handed over to you this month."

He only glanced at him tuggingly, but he could see the spark in his bright eyes.

Then he went to Cangzhou again, and said to her when she was planting flowers: "The son will visit his mother's grave on her birthday."

He knew she missed him, so that should be her only concern, right?
Wei Xi'er still ignored him, just cultivating the soil, and shed tears on the ground.

After what happened last time, she fell ill for a few days, and she was in a daze, always feeling that there were countless voices lingering in her ears.

Sometimes when I opened my eyes in a daze, I saw someone sitting by the bed again, with a broad back and angular profile, like that deep shadow.

She doesn't chase him anymore.

Sometimes she doesn't know what she wants to live?But on the other hand, even if they are looking for death, they don't know what they are trying to do.

She seemed to be the most embarrassing existence in the world.

After recovering from illness, at least there is Yuhui by his side.

"Mother and younger brother were sent by the lord to reunite with elder brother and the others, so they can't come to aunt for the time being, because Li Ding can't let Li Ding know about it.

"My lord worked very hard to hide that incident back then. When I was inquiring about the Wei family, I also felt that some people were guessing whether the Wei family was really dead? Li Ding was suspicious, so that's all he could do.

"That's why even Brother Huai and He Lan Huo Jiu kept this matter a secret."

With her here, there is also the joy of regaining what was lost, and the days are finally not so boring.

In any case, it is a happy event that those members of the younger generation of the Wei family are still there.

Gradually, a smile appeared on her face, and occasionally, she would ask about the current situation of other people.

Yu Hui and they will communicate on time.

She never wrote, but Yuhui would still read their letters to her.

They would tell her about family affairs, but they tacitly never mentioned Xiao Fang.

Her tolerance for them was once puzzling.

It stands to reason that she lured wolves into the house and caused their husband and father to die under Xiao Fang's hands, so they should hate her to the bone.

But they hadn't, she guessed, or Father had told them anything before he died.

At this time, he suddenly heard that Brother Huai was going to sacrifice her, and his calm mood caused another disturbance.

On this day, she still came to the foot of the cemetery.

Through the window of the carriage, she saw the tall and handsome young man, just like his father, galloping to the front of the horse with his entourage, and then passed by.

The python robe on his body set off his strong body very mighty, and the brows were full of heroism, which attracted the excited admiration and pursuit of girls along the way.

She smiled unconsciously.

Tears fell on the back of the hand, warm.

The son who was still pestering her and playing tricks on her back then, he has been taught so outstandingly by him.

"Wulang, does he have a sweetheart?" She raised the curtain of the car and asked Yuhui quietly.

She knew that Yu Hui was in contact with Xiao Fang.

Yu Hui didn't speak at that time.

This question was answered after two days.

"No." He helped her choose flower seedlings, and said in a gentle voice, "There are many ladies who admire him, but he is very attractive, and none of them are interested.

"I also have some eccentricities. I like to live in the deep alleys. I form a small gang with Jin Xiao and the others. In the name of gambling, I collect all kinds of news in the gambling house, paving the way for how to kill my father."

When it comes to patricide, his tone is still unreasonably loose and calm.

She looked up at him, and went on to clean up the remaining leaves on the flower seedlings.

She couldn't remember when he tacitly reached out to help her with work.

Anyway, ever since she knew that her nephews and daughters were still alive, she had ignored his existence.

Yes, ignore.

"The three of them have the same ambitions as you. They don't want to talk about marriage casually, and they don't want to get in touch with girls easily. Xi'er, your devotion has infected them all."

He sat in the setting sun with his hands on his knees, watching her speak slowly.

Xiao Huai took over the military affairs of Cangzhou, and the first thing he did was to repair all the ancestral graves of his grandfather's family.

And the more times he came to Cangzhou, the more times she saw him.

The guards protected her so tightly that he never found her.

Slowly her life began to take on color, and she looked forward to the day when he came to Cangzhou, and then hid in the crowd to watch him point out on the side of the road, walk, ride a horse, or just stand there and talk to his subordinates.

She seems to have returned to her girlhood again, but the person chasing her has changed from her husband to her son.

No matter what, she gradually became less stern.

She made clothes for him and sent them to the palace every year on his birthday.

When Xiao Fang gave these clothes to Xiao Huai for the first time, he threw them aside nonchalantly.

After a few days, he found a reason to beat him up.

He knew that he was a little unreasonable, but he didn't know that these clothes were not given by his father, but by his mother, but he just felt that he was disrespectful.

How much did Xi'er suffer in order to give birth to him?

When passing by again, she asked him: "Does the clothes fit?"

"It fits." He was so happy that she could talk to him that he didn't know what to say next after saying these two words. "He loves it."

Wei Xi'er slightly raised the corner of her mouth, and said nothing more.

Her brother Huai is so arrogant, it's good that he can wear the clothes he took over, how could he be happy?
After all, she didn't want their father and son to break up.

If she was happy to see him die at the hands of her son at the beginning, then as time went by and news of the recent situation of her nephews and daughters came out one after another, she finally returned the hatred in her heart to a rational state.

If Brother Huai really killed his father, it would not be Xiao Fang who killed him, but himself.

(End of this chapter)