Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 158
white lilac...

When hearing this name, some scattered images popped into her mind, Wei Ying's big eyes flickered, and her eyes met his.

With four eyes intertwined, he frowned and stared at her, a small cluster of angry flames flickering in his eyes.

"I didn't!" Wei Ying said.In desperation, she called him "I".

"Don't you? If you don't, drink it!"

"As the king of a country, can I slander people casually?" Although she was a small court lady, Wei Ying's eyes did not show weakness at all, she looked straight at him.

"You really don't cry until you see the coffin."

As a court lady, Wei Ying has already gone beyond her rules at this moment.

"No, no!" Her eyes were cold and sharp, neither humble nor overbearing.Her pride is in her bones.

That pair of deep pupils, like the scorching sun, like flames, are so domineering and intimidating, but there is still a trace of softness in the eyes, obviously it is the first time to stare directly into his eyes like this, but Wei Ying feels that this scene is incomparable Familiar, as if it had happened many times before.

Wei Ying didn't say anything, she pushed him away suddenly, picked up the tea on the table and drank it, she drank it so fast and hurriedly that she almost choked to death, she threw down the teacup as soon as she finished, turned around and ran away out.

Zhaojun's eyes were slightly astonished, for a moment he felt joyful, that the rebellious and willful Ah Maya had returned, and for a moment he felt flustered.

If she regains her memory, everything between them will be over.

No longer interested in reading the memorial, Zhaojun stood at the door of the study in agitation.

Where did you go?Run away while on duty, is this going to heaven?
Zhaojun went out, searched around but couldn't find it, and went back to the study dejectedly, but saw her standing there straight with reddish eyes.

It was because he was too sensitive and too arbitrary, maybe she really didn't do it.

Zhaojun felt a bit of embarrassment and faint regret, walked to her side, looked at her face: "Crying?"

"I didn't cry." But the voice was obviously crying.

Zhaojun thought for a while, and gave an order to a palace servant. After a while, a palace servant brought a freshly fried fried chicken leg.

The whole study room was filled with the smell of fried chicken, Wei Ying swallowed, and Zhaojun handed the plate of chicken legs to her, "Are you hungry?"

Wei Ying took a look and turned her face away, "What is this, Your Majesty? A slap for a sweet date?"

"This is a chicken leg, not a sweet date. Besides, how could this king be willing to beat you?"

"I won't eat." Wei Ying said angrily.

"I was confused just now. I shouldn't have misunderstood you. This king specially ordered someone to blow it up for you. I should pay you for it. Don't be angry." Zhaojun said softly.

"How dare I be angry with the king." The tone was coquettish, but it was obviously still a gamble.

"Okay. What exactly do you want?" Zhaojun said helplessly.

"Then...then let me see Zhuge Ying again." Wei Ying raised her head, blinking her big black and white eyes and said to him, "I still have something to say to her."

Zhaojun's face darkened slightly, and he stared at her for a long time without speaking.What a person who puts his nose on his face!She didn't see his displeasure, her eyes looked clean without any impurities.

After a long time, Zhaojun finally said: "Okay. This king promises you, one last time."

Su Fuyao has also stayed in King Wei's palace for a few days, wandering around like an idle person every day, he is free to enter and leave the palace, and spends most of the time outside the palace.

Luo Qingqing was thinking of every opportunity to get close to Su Fuyao.But there are so many people in the palace, and a large group of palace ladies follow behind, it is always inconvenient, not every time there is such a good time as last time.Besides, Su Fuyao didn't spend much time in the palace, it would be great if he could meet him outside the palace.

I heard that he came to Wei State to find someone.The wife who was looking for him to leave in anger, a woman named Yinman, was a princess of Wei State.Thinking of this, Luo Qingqing had an idea.In a few days, it will be the [-]th birthday of Zhuge Ying's father, Zhuge Lin, and she will have a chance to leave the palace...

Su Fuyao visited every inch of the royal city where she might appear, the teahouses, theaters, taverns she liked to go to most when she was in the Wei Kingdom, and the street she often visited...even the Marquis of Wei's mansion was visited. However, no trace of her was found.

It seems that she really never came back.

Su Fuyao was walking aimlessly on the street, the autumn wind was bleak, the common people of Wei State had started to wear cotton and linen gowns, and there were fewer and fewer women in pink and black gauze skirts all over the street, if there were any, they would be particularly eye-catching.At this moment, suddenly a woman in purple brushed past him, and she walked swiftly, her strands of blue hair being picked up by Feng Gengen, exuding a faint fragrance.

Just passing by not far from him, a silver hairpin on her head fell to the ground with a "snap".

The woman walked very fast, she didn't realize that the hairpin was gone, Su Fuyao picked up the hairpin and said "Hey", but the woman didn't hear it.

Su Fuyao followed the woman forward quickly, watched the woman wander into a painting and calligraphy shop, followed in, but could not find any trace of the woman.

When he looked up, he saw a portrait of him that the store had just hung up.

Staring at that portrait, Su Fuyao felt as if struck by lightning.

The graceful woman in the portrait is wearing a purple veil dress, which is the same as the woman I saw on the road just now, and the ink on that portrait is still wet!

"Inman!"

"Inman!"

Su Fuyao was startled, shouted loudly, lifted the paintings hanging layer by layer in the room and looked around, but he didn't see that purple figure again.

"Shopkeeper, where did this painting come from?"

"It was brought by the lady who walked in front of you just now. I want the shop to help frame it. What's the matter?"

"Do you know who this lady is? Where does she live?"

"I don't know about this. At three o'clock tomorrow, the young lady will come to pick up the painting. If you are interested, why don't you ask that young lady in person?"

Once again, the head was covered with a black cloth, and Wei Ying was held by Yu Wenzhi with one arm, and was led forward by him.This time, Wei Ying worked harder to remember the route, she was sure that Yu Wenzhi was taking her around the corner!

With a "bang", the sound of the mechanism being turned on came again, and after going down a few stairs, Yu Wenzhi pushed open a door, pulled off the black mask on her head, and she came to the dark room again.

"Linglong!" After seeing her for a few days, Zhuge Ying looked very excited, and when she looked at Wei Ying again, she felt a little teary-eyed when she saw a fellow villager.

"Zhuge Ying." Wei Ying stepped forward and handed her the freshly picked flowers, "For you, I picked them specially for you.

Zhuge Ying took the flowers, lowered her head and smelled them, and said: "Thank you."

"I haven't smelled the fragrance of flowers for a long time." Zhuge Ying said.

(End of this chapter)