Chapter 69: (one)

When Wei Lan woke up, it was already night. Sweating all over, Bai Zhi helped her to eat, and then prepared hot water. After Wei Lan freshened up, she forced herself to read the information. After the dark guard sent the information to Wei Lan, he was a little nervous and said: "Marshal Huan is still staying in Tang Mansion tonight."
Wei Lan paused for a while holding the pen, and then said, "You don't need to report this kind of thing to me."
"Yes." The dark guard quickly withdrew, Wei Lan lowered her head and wrote.
She has always been a restrained person, no matter how deep the feeling is, she should pick up and put down. Since Huan Heng is already another woman's man, she naturally has no other thoughts.
She gave Huanheng a chance.
Out of guilt, she even exceeded her bottom line and was willing to marry an unclean man. However, since he refused, that was the way he chose, and she would not do more entanglements. From then on, this person was just her younger brother, just like before, he could not block her way, nor could he change her mind.
Of course there is sadness, but there are naturally many humiliations. But she was never used to venting her anger on men, so she remembered the humiliation on Tang Mo's head.
If Tang Mo was a dignified method, she wouldn't think so. But this woman used such a way of writing, Huan Heng couldn't see it, but she knew it clearly.
She read the documents and went to the tower to arrange a circle. Only after going there, she found that the tower was arranged in an orderly manner. The guard of the city said that Marshal Huan came to see it every day, and he arranged these. Wei Lan nodded, feeling relieved.
On the second day, she called Huanheng over. Huanheng wore a red robe. I don't know why. He now prefers this color very much. It looks gorgeous and scorching. Wei Lan made tea, glanced at him lightly, and then said, "Please."
Huan Heng did not speak, and sat down on her knees. Wei Lan wore a lake-blue robe and a jade crown. Her complexion was pale after illness, but not weak, as always, calm and decent. With a pile of books next to her, Wei Lan poured tea for Huan Heng, and said calmly: "In the past few years, it was my fault. I was older than you. I should have taught you, but I am too pampered. It is my fault. ."
Huan Heng looked at the tea in front of him and listened to the words of the people in front of him. He felt like warm tea. He lowered his head and took a sip of tea. His eyes were full of mockery: "Why can I blame you?"
"But, I can't help but blame myself." Wei Lan looked at him with soft eyes: "A Heng," she gently called to him, Huan Heng's hand trembled slightly, tea soup spilled out, and she said: "In my heart, you have always been like my brother."
Huan Heng didn't speak, his face was cold, he drank the tea in the cup.
He doesn't know how to drink tea. He has always drunk the strongest wine in the north. During the two years in Shengjing, he tried desperately to drink tea for Wei Lan. He still couldn't taste the so-called tea fragrance, but he didn't want to lose Wei Lan's face, so he learned the attitude of others, every time, They all seem to know how to drink. But the tea in his mouth was always bitter and did not bring back half the sweetness.
Now he is drinking tea and thinking about that time.
He didn't resent the Tang family, let alone Wei Lan. He had always resented himself.
Huan Heng closed his eyes, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, pondered all the plans in his heart, and slowly said, "When will you return south?"
"Wait for the situation in the north to stabilize." Wei Lan smiled, thought for a while, and hesitated: "Don't worry about what I said before. Since you are married... if you marry Miss Tang, be like a man. I will. Help you stabilize the north, A Heng," Wei Lan looked at the chirping bird out of the window and sighed: "I pushed you to such a situation, I won't leave like this."
"Yeah." Huan Heng nodded. He couldn't see the happiness or anger, but he said: "Thank you, Alan." He lowered his eyes, concealed the emotion in his eyes, and hooked his mouth: "You are in my heart. Always be like a brother."
A bit of sourness in Wei Lan's heart flashed by, she sighed, and saw the goshawk leaping forward again. There was a smile on her face, Huan Heng's eyes were full of coldness, but her face was not partly divided. : "It's Xie Zichen? Alan has always been in contact with him?"
"After I met him in Huazhou, he couldn't let go."
Wei Lan smiled and took the letter from the eagle's leg. The letters were all his greetings, in a plain tone, just like his person.
The smile on Wei Lan's face was dazzling, and Huan Heng squeezed his palm in secret, stood up and said, "If there is nothing wrong, I will leave."
"Wait," Wei Lan raised her head from the letter and said with a smile: "From tomorrow, you come to me at this time of the day. I used to think about how to make you a carefree life. I haven't taught you anything. , You come here in the future, I will teach you."
"Good." Huan Heng was expressionless and turned to leave.
After he left, Wei Lan looked down at the letters. The letters smelled like Xie Zichen, which made her very peaceful.
She went back and replied to him. Apart from official business, she had written love poems in her life, but for Xie Zichen, both seemed inappropriate. The relationship between the two of them can be regarded as a close friend after all. Wei Lan didn't know what to write with him. After thinking about it, she learned from him and wrote some daily chores. She had never cared about these sesame mung beans, and it was very boring to write. After holding two pages, she had nothing to write. She could only end the letter with one sentence: "Wang Junan".
Later in the day, Huan Heng came to listen to her teaching every day, and the two commanded the battle together. On the battlefield, Huan Heng is actually much smarter than Wei Lan. He can make the best judgment even by intuition. Now that she didn't stand behind Wei Lan anymore, Wei Lan watched him grow rapidly, so she stopped asking about things on the battlefield, and started holding gold and silver treasures to contact him everywhere. At the same time, the hidden stakes in the Tang's house quietly began to work.
Wei Lan went to meet Tang Mo after the two got married. They were married in September. When they went there, it was late at night. Huan Heng was left on the battlefield. Wei Lan went to get Huan Heng’s token and entered. In the courtyard, Tang Mo was warming tea at the time. She knelt down on the promenade, dressed in a large cloak, her brows were delicate and gentle, and she did not look like a southern aristocrat. After Wei Lan went in, she informed her of her purpose. Tang Mo thought for a while, and then let someone come in to get the token. During this time, she handed Wei Lan a cup of tea. Wei Lan had tasted it, but it was a good craft. Tang Mo looked at her with some surprise in her eyes. Wei Lan noticed her gaze and swept it over, but the other party blushed like this.
Wei Lan didn't show it on her face, took the token to leave, but listened to the other party: "Second, wait."
Wei Lan paused, and Tang Mo stepped on the wooden clogs, and handed a pair of gloves to Wei Lan's hands, blushing and said: "It's cold, the world's clothes are too thin, and it won't be good to be cold."
Wei Lan kept his gaze on the glove, feeling nauseous in her heart. She didn't show any signs on her face, but she said, "Miss Xie Tang is kind, and Wei Lan has her heart. This glove prevents her sword from being used, and Wei Lan is not cold."
After that, Wei Lan turned and left. Tang Mo was stunned. After she left, the maid walked up and said dissatisfied: "This world really doesn't know good or bad."
Tang Mo smiled, his eyes full of admiration: "After all, it is Wei Lan."
Huan Heng's grasp of people's hearts has always been so simple, but that was Wei Lan who spoke out on the battlefield.
As soon as the war dragged on to the end of the year, the north was already covered with snow, and Huan Heng finally got the approval of the soldiers, and he was firmly seated. After the last fierce battle, the battle was finally over. Di Jie began to retreat one after another, and Xie Zichen's letter finally began to urge, when will he return?
Wei Lan couldn't help but smiled, returning south is inevitable, but before that, she still has someone to clean up.
In the past six months, she began to see Tang Mo frequently.
Once we met on the Qixi Festival, she was besieged, and she rescued her. At that time, the woman was calm and weak. She was obviously sickly, but she was sitting in the carriage and calmly commanding the guards to resist until Wei Lan came.
When she saw Wei Lan, she finally felt soft in her eyes, and she seemed to be relieved. Looking at the young man in front of her, the admiration and admiration in her eyes seemed to belong to her alone.
No teenager can resist this look, but it's a pity that Wei Lan is a woman.
At that time, she was a little slow, but she felt that something was wrong with this woman and she had a plan!
Until I met her again and again, the guard who had been following her finally said, "Master, did you think Miss Tang fell in love with you?"
Wei Lan, who was always calm, squeezed a pen in fright.
Then she felt that this was probably the most disgusting opponent she had ever encountered in her life. If it weren't for the fact that beating women of this era is too bullying, she really wants to kick open the door of the Tang family now.
But she could bear it. Not only did she not pinch Tang Mo to death, but she also had such a life of temptation with her. When Tang Mo met her by chance, she happily sent Tang Mo back to Huanheng to discuss political affairs. Tang Mo came to give them warm tea, and the two of them quietly glanced at me, I glanced at you, and hurriedly passed by when they met each other. Then Wei Lan looked distressed, and Tang Mo blushed.
On several occasions, Huanheng noticed the unnaturalness of the two of them, and could not help frowning, "What's the matter with you two?"
Tang Mo blushed and didn't speak, Wei Lan smiled calmly, touched her face, and said, "It was about being graceful, and dumping Miss Tang."
Huan Heng: "..."
The dark guard on the beam of the two people interacted and watched was extremely disgusting. The dark guard couldn't help but dissuade Wei Lan and said, "Master, don't hurt yourself like this, let alone hurt us like this."
Wei Lan wiped her hands with a handkerchief, but only cared about one question: "Don't you wear a helper?"
The dark guards looked at each other and shook their heads together. The protagonist's acting skills are first-rate, how could it be possible to wear it. She even deceived Bai Zhi, who was taking care of her. One day when Bai Zhi saw her writing to Tang Mo to ask Tang Mo to visit the lake, Bai Zhi collapsed. The whole person issued a first-level alarm, and no tea was sent to Wei Lan. So he ran to the side room to write a message to Xie Zichen: "Wei Shizi fell in love with Marshal Huan's wife, Miss Tang, and is pursuing it in secret. The master will come quickly!"
Wei Lan, who wrote a letter to Tang Mo, didn't know what was wrong, she felt chills in her heart. She shook her head and continued to write.
It was a good day. In the night, Wei Lan made the calculations and took Huan Heng away, and then went to pick up Tang Mo, and took Tang Mo around the lake. She desperately imagined Tang Mo as a man along the way, and then humbled and asked warmly, very considerate. , Tang Mo kept blushing and said nothing. When he reached the lake, Tang Mo suddenly said, "Wei Shizi...Does you like me?"
Wei Lan smiled.
She told herself that she had to be patient and couldn't kill people right now.
So she hesitated for a moment, and there was some anxiety in her eyes: "I don't know it, I don't like it properly."
"That's... I like it." Tang Mo blushed and lowered his head, and then seemed to have had his courage: "I...so. I know these things shouldn't be said," Tang Mo sniffed, like A very poor little girl: "I like the son for many years. I'm afraid the son thinks that I don't obey the way of women, and I have never dared to say it. The son can remember that year you came to the north and drove through the city. He almost ran into me," said Tang Mo, with a bitterness in his eyes, and his tears fell on the grass, half as dewdrops: "At that time, I felt that the son was really the most beautiful person in the world. , I always thought, if I could marry the eldest son, what a good thing."
"Then why," Wei Lan's eyes were also bitter: "You didn't tell me?"
As she said, she raised her hand and attached it to her hair, rubbing her hair, and said softly: "If you tell me, if you know you earlier..."
Tears rolled down Tang Mo's eyes, and she rushed into Wei Lan's arms. Wei Lan's expression changed, holding her shoulder with one hand, turning around and shouting angrily: "Who?!"
Tang Mo looked blank, did she arrange for someone to come over?
Wei Lan felt weak in her heart, causing her to slam into the breastplate, just because she was so sick, could she knock her out to death.
Wei Lan pretended to have found someone, looked around for a while, and said with a sigh of relief: "Miss Tang, I'll take you back next time."
The atmosphere has been disturbed, and Tang Mo couldn't continue, nodded, but he was a little unwilling, and raised his head and said, "Alan."
Wei Lan squeezed her fist and wanted to hit her, but she turned around to look at Tang Mo and said gently, "What's the matter?"
"You..." Don Mo pulled her sleeves, blushing, staring at her and said: "You... kiss me?"
She has investigated, and there has never been a woman around Wei Lan. Such a young and energetic teenager has never been difficult to stop facing the proactive request of a beauty.
Wei Lan looked at the woman in front of her, and her expression changed when she heard this.
But she couldn't show it, she smiled, controlled all her impulses, pressed herself and lowered her head on the woman's face. But Bai Zhi, who watched all this secretly, felt that no, she had to stop this, or she would definitely be killed by the master.
After thinking for a while, she rushed out and slammed Tang Mo into the water when Wei Lan and Tang Mo didn't expect it at all! Then he left in a hurry, running faster than the rabbit. But with this coming and going, Wei Lan is already enough to know who this is...
Listening to Tang Mo's cry for help, Wei Lan was lost in thought.
In the water of this winter, Mo said that even Wei Lan wouldn't dare to jump with a body like Tang Mo, and she was a woman who would be exposed if she jumped down. So she showed an anxious expression, and said to the secret guard: "I don't know how to water, save people soon!!"
Tang Mo struggled for a while, then stood up from the water. She was soaked only by the water on her thighs, and she stood in the water, looking at Wei Lan, who was unfathomable as if the ocean in front of her, silent.
Wei Lan looked at the water only reaching Tang Mo's thigh: "..."
She seemed to be a little pompous.
Then she reacted immediately, and stretched out her hand towards Tang Mo anxiously: "Come on!"
Don Mo: "..."
She was expressionless, and stepped on the water herself. Wei Lan quickly put her coat on Tang Mo, and said anxiously: "Go back to the house, you will get sick like this!"
Tang Mo squeezed out a smile and helped Wei Lan said, "Thank you, my son..."
Wei Lan sent Tang Mo back to Huan Mansion, and then back to her mansion. When she arrived at the mansion, she saw Bai Zhi standing tremblingly at the door. Seeing her coming, she said with a little panic: "My son..."
Wei Lan patted her shoulder, her face was relieved: "Good job."
Bai Zhi: "???"
Tang Mo returned to Huan Mansion and fell ill the next day. Huan Heng came to listen to Wei Lan's lecture, and said indifferently: "Amo fell into the water yesterday, did you save it?"
Wei Lan immediately recalled the great cloak she had put on Tang Mo, and nodded calmly.
"She is your younger brother-in-law," Huan Heng squeezed the book tightly and warned: "Pay attention!"
"I'm not interested in women." Wei Lan shrugged: "Look for Xie Zichen."
With a sound of "pop!" Huan Heng threw the book onto the table, turned around and left.
Later, Wei Lan rarely saw Tang Mo. Until the end of the war, Tu Sucheng began to celebrate. She attended the celebration as the marshal's wife. Wei Lan was on the stage, and she was on the stage. The two looked at each other and each felt sick. .
Then Tang Mo sent a letter to her in private, and Huan Heng would go out of the city to order soldiers and let her come to the house tonight.
Wei Lan smiled, she understood that Tang Mo was going to close the net.
That night, she turned into Huan Mansion as scheduled, opened the window, and sat on the window sill. She brought warm wine with her back against the bed, her feet slightly bent on the window sill, and a small fan pinned to her waist. She looked romantic and handsome.
Tang Mo put on a robe, knelt down on the edge of the stove, and looked at Wei Lan quietly, with yearning and tenderness in his eyes.
"I haven't seen you for many days," Tang Mo said gently: "Langjun still has the same style."
Wei Lan smiled, but didn't say anything. She threw the wine bottle out and jumped in. By the way, she closed the window intimately to protect her from the wind and cold. Tang Mo warmed her up with tea, Wei Lan sat across the small table and watched her lift up her sleeves, showing her bright white wrists, and pour her tea.
She is a very gentle and smart woman, knows how to figure out people's hearts, and know how to hold men. Which man does not want to linger in the tender country?
Her clothes were loose, and when she bent down, she could see the beauty under her neck. Wei Lan hurriedly swept away and almost squirted out a sip of tea. However, she held it back and turned her head around, feeling that her eyes were almost blind.
Having lived for almost forty years, in just a few months, a woman constantly refreshed her worldview.
And she was robbed of a man by such a woman.
Feelings have always been the icing on the cake for her. After a few months, she can think and let go, but her dignity as a woman has never been challenged at will.
She doesn't mind having a fair contest with others, but she minds using such despicable methods.
The daughter of the Wei family has never tolerated such insults.
Thinking of this, she played with the wine glass, slightly in a daze, waiting for Tang Mo's next move.
Tang's thoughts, she knew very well that they needed Huanheng, so she forced Huanheng to marry her daughter. What they wanted was Huanheng's status as a son of the Huan family, and she didn't need Huanheng as a general. Once Tang Mo left the Huan family heirs, they might not be able to keep Huan Heng.
In their layout, her Wei Lan is too big a hindrance. They didn't have the ability to kill her directly, they could only use this method to separate her from Huanheng.
Tang Mo is a very smart woman. She approached her again and again, even if Wei Lan didn't mean to her, but as long as she seized the opportunity, she could plant a seed of suspicion in Huan Heng's heart, such as the great cloak. What's more, Wei Lan actively cooperated with her. She came today, probably Tang Mo's last plan.
Wei Lan entered the Huan family over the wall, and at this time the relationship between their husband and wife was already very stable. She sent a letter to Wei Lan but did not leave any tokens, and Huan Heng went out of the city to order soldiers today, which Wei Lan suggested. .
If Huan Heng is a normal man, Wei Lan can't say clearly today.
Wei Lan knew her plan. She waited for Tang Mo quietly. She didn't move. Tang Mo couldn't help feeling a little anxious. She took the initiative to say, "It's late at night, isn't the elder still resting?"
"Oh?" Wei Lan raised her eyebrows: "Resting here?"
Tang Mo blushed, Wei Lan pinched her jaw and watched her: "Miss Tang, how do you want to rest?"
Tang Mo didn't speak, closed his eyes, trembling, and opened his clothes.
The clothes opened instantly, and there was nothing inside! Wei Lan froze slightly, and heard Tang Mo tremblingly say: "Please let Jun Jun be rough...Don't take pity. Amo...likes to be forced."
Wei Lan: "..."
Hmm, then she pushed forward, and Tang Mo cried out not to stop, and then Huan Heng rushed in?
Wei Lan looked up and didn't know what to do. He simply said: "Miss Tang, did she hook up on Aheng like this?"
Tang Mo was taken aback for a moment, and opened his eyes in a daze. Wei Lan pushed her, Tang Mo fell off abruptly, coughing quickly. Wei Lan quietly looked at some delicate women crawling on the ground, and said calmly: "Today, you might as well open the skylight to speak up. I am not Huan Heng, and Miss Tang does not have to pretend. I know your mind. I am today. Coming here is just to take a look at what kind of person Miss Tang is."
Tang Mo's coughing finally stopped, she hung her head and said nothing. At this moment, she was also clear, and she didn't have to pretend to go on. She simply pulled up her shirt and sat in front of Wei Lan.
She quietly stared at Wei Lan, her pale face was calm, she lost her weak camouflage, she was like a sharp blade made of ice and snow, with sharp edges.
"A Heng was forced to marry by your Tang family, but never thought of revenge for you," Wei Lan poured tea for Tang Mo, somewhat mockingly: "Ms. Tang thought of it from the beginning?"
"Since I dared to force the marriage, naturally there must be a way to prevent A Heng from remembering hatred." Tang Mo's expression was cold: "Since Wei Shizi knows Tang Mo's intentions, what is he still staying here at this moment?"
"Miss Tang probably doesn't know my relationship with A Heng," Wei Lan smiled, and put her hands in her sleeves: "I built this Huan Mansion."
"I know."
"I also picked this guard."
Tang Mo didn't speak, she never thought that two men could trust each other to such a degree. She has always thought that where two ambitious people can be so trusted together?
She couldn't help feeling a little flustered in her heart, but her face was calm, Wei Lan looked at her, this kind of Tang Mo finally made her a little interested.
"Miss Tang is such a woman," Wei Lan sighed, "Why use such a despicable means in exchange for what you need?"
"I haven't had a good life for a few years," Tang Mo sneered, "Why not do it if I can pave the way for the Tang family while I'm alive? With A Heng's temperament, his Huan family's temperament, A Heng With plump wings, the Tang family will be uprooted by him sooner or later, how can I watch my father and brother get there? But if A Heng is dead at this moment, the north will be in chaos again. May I become A Heng’s wife. The strength of the Huan family made the Tang family prosperous, and then gave birth to A Heng children. When it falls, I should go too."
As he said, there was a happy smile on Tang Mo's face, and he said gently: "At that time, A Heng was able to walk with me. Although my life is short, what regrets do you have?"
Her child will become the king of the north, and her Tang family will finally become the actual controller of the north, and her lover will accompany her to die together. She Tang Mo, this life is enough.
Wei Lan didn't speak, she took a sip of tea and sighed, "It's a pity."
Tang Mo understood what Wei Lan meant.
Since Wei Lan knew her so well, she was naturally prepared for it, but she was not afraid, and said calmly, "It's a pity."
As she said, she raised her cup, her eyes were full of appreciation: "Wei Shizi is really better at it, and Tang Mo admires it."
She drank the tea in the cup, and then there was water in her eyes, but she asked: "Can you ask the son, my father and brother, what's wrong?"
"Your father died suddenly," Wei Lan said calmly: "Now, news should have come from the mansion."
Tang Mo's figure shook slightly. Wei Lan has been secretly in her house for a long time. In the past few months, he changed the way to drug General Tang. General Tang had already had signs of a serious illness a few days ago, but all the doctors did not see it. This is poison. . Day after day, the situation in the north is certain to this day. The last time the strong medicine is given, it will end life with sudden death. Others also think that it is logical.
"Then," Don Mo said hoarsely: "Where is my brother?"
"South Tower..." Wei Lan is a little pity: "He will know that your father was killed by Huan Heng, and he will bring people to the mansion and be shot at the gate of Huan Mansion by random arrows."
Tang Mo didn't speak, and there was a mess outside. Tang Mo raised his head, looked in the direction of the voice, and heard Tang Nan Lou say: "Sister! I'm going to see my sister!"
Tang Nanlou is an impulsive temper. Her father used to say that it is a pity that she is not a man.
Wei Lan also knew Tang Nanlou's temperament, so she deliberately released the news to him. Tang Nanlou couldn't bear it, Huan Heng couldn't find a reason to kill him, and disposing of a soldier at will would chill the hearts of others. But he directly led his troops to attack Huanfu, which was different.
Tang Mo dared to ask Wei Lan to come. There must be some reason. It was calculated that Huan Heng would come back when they met. Wei Lan had arranged a manpower in front of Huan Mansion and was waiting for Huan Heng to return.
Tang Mo trembled and stood up slowly. Wei Lan's folding fan was placed on her shoulders. At that moment, Wei Lan saw a flash of silver light around her. Hundreds of needles rushed through Tang Mo's sleeve. Out! Wei Lan turned over and all the needles pierced the wall. After Tang Mo made this final blow, his body couldn't hold it anymore. He vomited out of blood and lay on the ground, panting low.
"Wei Lan..." Tang Mo laughed, it was not hate or annoyance, she slowly raised her head, her eyes were full of madness: "Stop like this...you are such a good dog!"
"You can still play tricks," Wei Lan smiled: "It seems that Miss Tang thinks that Wei Lan's gift is not too heavy."
There was a hacking sound from outside. Someone walked over quickly, then opened the door, and saw two people standing and lying down. Huan Heng looked cold: "What are you doing!"
"A Heng..." Tang Mo sobbed, doing his last struggle: "Wei Shizi suddenly broke in..."
"Well, Miss Tang," Wei Lan interrupted her: "There is one thing you probably don't know," she said softly, "I only like men."
Tang Mo was taken aback for a moment. After a while, she suddenly reacted and laughed.
"No wonder... no wonder..." There were tears in her eyes: "It turns out that you and Huan Heng have such a dirty relationship... It turns out that you have destroyed my Tang family for this reason!"
Huan Heng looked at her quietly, his eyes were cold.
Tang Nanlou's painful cry came from outside, calling Tang Mo's name every time. Huan Heng stepped on that voice and came to Tang Mo.
"Give me a reason."
He opened his mouth and said coldly: "Your Tang family persecuted me so much, I never thought of revenge. I even searched for famous doctors for you, wanting to treat you well, Tang Mo, give me a reason."
"A Heng," Tang Mo calmed down, "I am the daughter of the Tang family."
"But I'm your husband!" Huan Heng suddenly raised his voice: "I am your god, you marry into my Huan family, and you are from my Huan family! What you are from the Tang family!"
"A Heng," Tang Mo looked up at him with cold eyes: "Whether a man or a woman, anyone is just himself. No one is the heaven. Women are just as ambitious, and women can abandon their husbands, women and men. , It has never been different."
"Yes, I am a daughter." Tang Mo supported himself and stood up slowly: "But I also have my ambitions, I also have aspirations, and have my exclusivity. Huan Heng, you say you are good to me, you say You forgive me, but you ask your heart, do you treat me as a human?"
"Your goodness is nothing more than giving me the position of a marshal's wife and giving me good clothes and food. Do you think I'm rare?" Huan Heng has never seen Tang Mo like this before. She raised her head proudly and said loudly: "I pooh! I tell you, Huan Heng," Tang Mo exclaimed loudly, "I am just like you. I like you, so I want to monopolize you. Even if I only like a little bit, I can't allow you to like the second person. Now that you like it. The second person, don't expect me to treat you wholeheartedly. I am destined to die, so you can't live alone!"
"You are a woman..." Huan Heng trembled, feeling that the people in front of him had completely subverted his perception of women: "You are a woman..."
"What about a woman?" Wei Lan said coldly behind Huan Heng, "A Heng, there is never a difference between a woman and a man. Women are not docile, let alone just because you marry, because you account for her. The body will be devoted to one person."
Huan Heng didn't speak, he stared at Tang Mo in front of him blankly.
After a long time, he smiled bitterly.
"I thought you were sincere to me."
"I am." Tang Mo stubbornly looked at him. Who said it was not sincere? She is not, anyone is willing to marry.
"Alan can't give up her ambitions for me, and can't stay in the north for me. Everyone wants a wholehearted relationship, Amo, I think you are."
Tang Mo didn't speak, she clenched her fists. Huan Heng smiled, his eyes were full of sourness: "I am too self-righteous, I will make it to you. Anyway, I have never liked you."
As he said, he closed his eyes and sighed: "Let's do it."
He seemed to be tired and turned and left. Tang Mo stood there stiffly, like a lone crane, proud and stubborn. The outside voice gradually became quiet. Tang Mo looked at the back of the young man in front of him, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Huan Heng," the young man paused. She seemed to be revenge, and laughed: "I'm pregnant!"
Huan Heng didn't say a word, he was so tired, he couldn't say anything anymore. and
He replied with a low voice, and walked out, Wei Lan followed behind him without saying a word. The biggest snowfall of this winter began to fall. They stood on the promenade and watched the winter snow fall. The woman inside finally burst into violent crying.
Huan Heng listened quietly and watched the winter snow fall.
"Alan," he closed his eyes: "Can you hug me?"
Wei Lan did not speak. After a moment of silence, she stretched out her hand and hugged him into her arms.
Huan Heng closed his eyes and smelled the incense on her body.
"Alan," he said in a low voice, "I am not sad."
"Blam me?" Wei Lan was a little unsure.
"I don't blame you," Huan Heng took her in his arms and said slowly: "You have always been for my good. But I am always too greedy. I always hope that there is someone who can treat me wholeheartedly. See it as the only one in her life. I hope you will always stay in this moment of time and be nice to me, and I hope you never leave."
"But you won't allow it," Huan Heng's tears fell on Wei Lan's neck: "You have your ambitions, you have to stay in history and hold real power. You can't always be like Huan Heng from ten to sixteen. That Wei Lan in time is the same, just for his good. You have so many things in your heart. You came to the north not just because I am Huan Heng, but I went to the south only because you are Wei Lan ."
"A Heng..." Wei Lan's voice was hoarse, Huan Heng hugged her tightly, and said quickly: "Don't talk, don't speak!"
"Listen to me...just this time, the last time," he choked out: "that night, I desperately missed you. I waited for you for several days, and I thought to myself, you give me a response, you For sure once, then if I don’t marry Tang Mo, I’ll wait for you. In my whole life, I don’t marry a wife or have children. If you are in the south, I will wait for you. You come to see me once in a while. enough."
"As long as you like me..." Huan Heng cried out: "Alan, as long as you like me, as long as you care about me as I care about you."
"But you didn't respond to me."
"But I have only one person."
"But at that time you were in Huazhou, and you were still with Xie Zichen."
"I can only tell myself, there is no retreat, no retreat, I can't wait for your love anymore, Wei Lan. I want to grow into a stronger person than you, and I want to be worthy of the Huan family's blood. , I want to get what I want at any time, whenever I want. You accept, don’t accept, love me, don’t love me, you are all mine. I don’t need your love, I only want you to be with me for life and death."
"Wei Lan," Huan Heng slowly opened his eyes, "I love you."
At that moment, Wei Lan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and she wanted to raise her hand, but she felt a cold in her neck, so she passed out!
Huanheng held the person in his arms, and Wei Lan's secret guard immediately jumped out, and at the same time, Huanheng's secret guard also jumped out.
In the sound of fighting, Huan Heng lifted the person in his arms sideways.
She was so light and slender, and she was totally different from the omnipotent, tall and handsome brother in his memory.
With an icy face, he walked across the corridor, pushed a room open, and twisted an iron lamp to reveal a dark room. He carried Wei Lan into the room, closed the stone door, and lit the candle.
All the sounds were cut off in this room, it was as quiet as isolated from the world, and the surface of Huanheng was gentle. He put Wei Lan on the bed, and then tied the iron chain on the bed to her hand.
He didn't dare to touch the others, he felt that he was so dirty and dirty now.
She hates him, right?
But what does it matter?
He loved her this way, when he received the news that he was with Xie Zichen in Huazhou, when he watched her and Xie Zichen's continuous correspondence, when he knew that she was dating Tang Mo, how many times he wanted to kill them.
But he endured it all.
He hid his minions, listened to her to teach them, and quietly took over the power of the Huan family, born and died on the battlefield again and again, and harvested a bunch of brothers. He planted people everywhere, clearly knowing that she and Tang Mo had all the plans, he quietly watched them fighting each other, pretending to know nothing, silent.