After crossing, she was forced to become the first assistant

Chapter 169 Believe Him

Wei Xingzhi returned to his room with the wooden box in his arms, and when he reached the courtyard, Wang Zhiyang was teaching Wan Qiyou how to practice calligraphy.

"It's cold. If you're studying outside, you should freeze your hands." Wei Xingzhi stopped and looked at Wan Qiyou's red fingers, but his eyes never fell on Wang Zhiyang.

It turns out that goodbye, it seems like the next year.

Wang Zhiyang looked at the wooden box in her hand, "This is?"

Wei Xingzhi smiled slightly, "Some things my grandmother gave me are not important."

"Yeah." Wang Zhiyang patted Wan Chengyou, "Go home and write."

Wan Chengyou's eyes lingered on Wang Zhiyang and Wei Xingzhi, "No, Master said, practicing calligraphy in such a difficult environment can sharpen one's mind."

Wei Xingzhi nodded appreciatively, "In that case, I'll go back to the house."

She directly bypassed Wang Zhiyang and Wan Qiyou, and headed towards her room.

Wang Zhiyang looked at her back, puzzled.

Today's Azhi seems a little strange, but I can't tell why it is so strange.

After thinking for a while, he followed Wei Xingzhi and went in together.

Wan Chengyou looked at the figures of the two of them one in front of the other, displeasure suddenly appeared on his small face, why did he leave him here alone?
He let go of his feet and followed.

"I know, do you have something on your mind?" Wang Zhiyang stood at the door and asked Wei Xingzhi inside.

Wei Xingzhi's eyes dimmed suddenly, he didn't turn around, but his tone was calm and relaxed, "I don't have anything on my mind, but too many things happened recently, I'm a little tired."

Wang Zhiyang was silent for a moment, then chuckled, "If you're really tired, it's almost the end of the new year, take a leave with the court, and come back to have a good rest."

"it is good."

For some reason, Wang Zhiyang felt that Wei Xingzhi's head seemed to be lowered, and she only did this when she was in a bad mood.

"Then I won't disturb your rest. If you need anything, come to me anytime."

Wei Xingzhi turned his head and suppressed the redundant expression on his face, "Okay, don't worry, it's more important than anything else for you to take good care of your body."

Wan Qiyou wanted to sneak into Wei Xingzhi's room, but Wang Zhiyang pulled him back by his back collar, "You have a good rest, we are going back."

Wang Zhiyang held Wan Qiyou by the hand, his expression was a little colder than before.

Wan Chengyou muttered, "Why are you holding me back and not letting me go to sister Xingzhi's room?"

"She needs to rest." Wang Zhiyang said flatly.

Wan Qiyou pursed his lips, although he was reluctant, he was rarely obedient, "Okay."

Wang Zhiyang brought Wan Qiyou back to the room, let him sit on a chair, and asked, "Yu'er, what do you think of Brother Ayang treating you?"

Wan Qiyou looked at Wang Zhiyang suspiciously. He admitted that when he first came, he hated Wang Zhiyang inexplicably, but sister Xingzhi said that he was also a young hero before, so he didn't hate him so much.

"Very good." Wan Qiyou replied truthfully.

Wang Zhiyang hooked his lips, "Then you answer a few questions for brother A Yang."

"Okay." Wan Qiyou nodded.

Wang Zhiyang leaned over slightly, "In the palace, how does your brother treat sister Xingzhi?"

"Very good." Wan Qiyou said without thinking.

Wang Zhiyang's heart turned cold, "Which one is better?"

Wan Chengyou frowned, "Good is good, why not choose which one is good, just like you taught me how to write, teach me martial arts, and give me delicious food!"

Wang Zhiyang lowered his eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief after a while.

Wan Chengyou pursed his lips, "Brother Ayang, do you like sister Xingzhi?"

Wang Zhiyang was taken aback, and hurriedly shook his head, "No."

Even a child could see through his thoughts, but she never mentioned it, and it was just because she didn't want to know.

Wei Xingzhi closed the door and stared at the wooden box in his hand for a long time.

The mother is a saint of northern Xinjiang, so it is impossible for Nuha Chiling to approach her purely.

The death of her father was related to her most trusted uncle, so what else in this world could she trust.

If you check, you have to check clearly!
Wei Xingzhi found a place for the wooden box and stored it, then lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and quietly meditated on the things he encountered these days.

Smoky, silent.

She was walking on the gravel road, and the further she walked, the less she could see the road.

"Wei-xing-zhi."

A familiar voice sounded behind her, she stopped and turned around.

Wearing a corseted red dress, high ponytail, sword eyebrows into the temples, big eyes and a beautiful nose, he is very heroic.

If it's not herself, who else, or the former Wei Xingzhi.

"Are you still alive?" she asked.

'Wei Xingzhi' on the opposite side shook his head, with a regretful smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm dead, and it's you who stay in this body now."

Wei Xingzhi paused, "Then you know the cause of your father's death?"

The other party nodded, "I see."

"Then what do you think?" Wei Xingzhi asked.

"Follow your heart, but there is one thing I want to ask you. Even if Ah Yang knows about it, he won't hurt me. Please trust him."

Wei Xingzhi walked up to her, looked at the face that was always smiling, "He is the son of your father and enemy, why do you trust her so much?"

The smile on the other party's face finally dissipated. She looked behind Wei Xingzhi, as if she had seen something from a long, long time ago, "It's because he saved me, because he is willing to sacrifice his life for mine."

Wei Xingzhi opened his eyes suddenly, in the middle of the night, before she knew it, she had already slept for three hours.

Seeing the window blown open by the wind, most of the charcoal fire in the room was extinguished, she sat up, recalling what the original owner said in the dream.

The hatred of the parents is not as good as that of the children.

If Wang Qi is really the murderer of her father, then she will never tolerate it.

But Wang Zhiyang's body is also because of her, it's even more true that it became like that.

If when the time comes, the window paper is torn, will she have friends with Wang Zhiyang?

She put on her boots, stood up, and closed the window, but at the moment of closing the window, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure standing at Wan Qiyou's door.

"Who!"

The man was startled when he heard the sound, and ran away.

Wei Xingzhi jumped out of the window and chased after that person.

At the same time, Wang Zhiyang was close and heard the movement, put on his clothes and immediately rushed to Wan Chengyou's side.

Sure enough, Wan Chengyou's room was covered with incense, and the child fell into a coma.

That person should have come for Wan Chengyou just now, the Wei Mansion has never been so strict about the servants' defense, and let people take advantage of the servants' loopholes.

Wang Zhiyang walked to Wan Qiyou's bedside, and he was relieved to see that he was just confused by the drug.

Wei Xingzhi clasped the man's shoulders and kicked the man's knee, "You are not small, you dare to come to Wei's mansion to commit murder, do you know what will happen to you?"

"My lord." Fu Lianzi heard the movement and chased after him.

Wei Xing knew, "Have you alarmed the old man and the old lady?"

Fu Lianzi replied, "It's far away, the old man and the old lady don't know for the time being."

"That's good." Wei Xingzhi looked at the man kneeling on the ground wearing a face scarf.

(End of this chapter)