Chapter 193 Zhou Han Disappears
The two quietly embraced each other under the moonlight. At that moment, Wei Xingzhi couldn't tell how he felt.

Wan Chengqian has a pleasant smell of pine nuts, which is clear and faint, and penetrates into her mind through her clothes, as if bewitching her to get closer, to get closer.

She has never been in love, and she has met boys who confessed to her before, but never once like this, it seems that there have been thousands of waves in her heart, throbbing every now and then, and obsessed little by little.

Wan Chengqian looked up at the moon hanging in the sky, with a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth.

It turns out that this girl is afraid of people taking the initiative.

It seemed as if a century had passed before Wei Xingzhi's lips twitched slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed Wan Chengqian away, "I...I should go to sleep."

She blushed, lowered her head slightly, staggered away from Wan Chengqian's figure, and walked towards the bed with a stiff posture.

The bed curtain was lowered, and the awkward person inside could be vaguely seen.

Wan Tuqian leaned against the window with his arms folded, staring at the cloud pattern embroidered on the bed curtain.

The moonlight shone on his face, which was extraordinarily gentle and seductive. The crescent-white clothes seemed to be integrated with the moonlight, and the black hair was loosely scattered behind him. From a distance, he looked like a fairy descended from the sky.

He just stood there quietly, always standing, and his eyes always fell on the bed curtain, as if he was guarding his beloved.

The person on the bed didn't fall asleep either, and looked up with her eyes open. She knew that the person outside hadn't left, but she didn't open the curtain to look at him.

After a long, long time, Wan Chengqian took out a jasper hairpin from his cuff, stroked it twice in his palm, and then walked to the bed lightly, gently opened the curtain, and put the things in his hand on her pillow. side.

He lowered his head again and kissed her lightly, "Good night."

After looking at her face for the last time, he lowered the curtain and jumped out of the window.

It took about half an hour after the person left before Wei Xingzhi opened his eyes, reached out and touched the place on his forehead where he had kissed, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

He picked up the jasper hairpin he had put down, opened the curtain, and looked at the patterns on the hairpin by the moonlight.

In fact, the pattern is very simple, but her name is engraved on the hairpin, and there is a word Qian at the end. The handwriting is thin gold, and it seems that she taught it.

She hooked her lips, put the hairpin under the pillow, closed her eyes, and fell asleep slowly.

Wan Tengqian rushed over quickly. In order to let Wei Xingzhi see his best side, he stayed outside the tent for a long time before sneaking in with a token.

When I went back, I was on the fast track. After all, the journey back and forth was not too short, and I had to go back in the morning of the next day.

In his own words, he just missed her and wanted to come see her.

Two months passed quickly, and Wan Cheng Changfeng was annoyed enough by Wan Cheng Han when he bestowed the marriage, so he stayed put and didn't make any more troubles.

Wan Chengqian also found out Concubine Mei's residence, and sent someone to watch secretly.

Xishu also issued a letter of war to Nanxiao.

Strange and strange, Xishu first beheaded the envoys, then wanted to negotiate peace, and finally sent troops to Nanxiao decisively.

It seems that there is something wrong inside Xishu.

As for Danyang, which is close to Xishu, there is no good news.

Uncle Lai, who was in charge of contacting the bank and the news, came. His face was not very good-looking, and when he saw Wei Xingzhi, he became more serious.

"My lord, there has been no news from Mr. Zhou for half a month. This old slave suspects that Mr. Zhou has died."

Wei Xingzhi's eyebrows twitched, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Half a month?"

"Yes."

"Half a month, did you tell me?" Wei Xingzhi endured his fury, but he still couldn't calm down.

There is no news for half a month. Zhou Han is a cautious person, sending a letter every three days, unless he encounters an accident.

"Apart from Zhou Han, none of our people in Danyang have sent any news?"

Uncle Lai shook his head, "No, the old slave sent people to Danyang to check the news, and none of them came back. My lord, the old slave feels that the people in the Wei family's army in Danyang have already been blood-changed. Master Zhou may be in danger."

If there is no letter for half a month, either he was imprisoned, or he was found and killed.

Wei Xingzhi's eyebrows twitched wildly, no wonder she was always restless these days.

Zhou Han went to Danyang for her. With Zhou Han's cautious temperament, it is impossible to be discovered easily, unless others would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let a hundred go.

If Zhou Han dies...

She will never let Wang Zhuoying go.

"Prepare the horse, I'm going back to Beijing."

Imperial City, Wei Mansion.

Wang Zhiyang still stayed in the room, teaching Wan Qiyou how to practice calligraphy.

Looking at Wan Chengyou's side face, it was somewhat similar to Wan Chengqian's. He was always in a daze, and the image of Wan Chengqian hugging Wei Xingzhi that day always appeared in his mind.

"Brother Ah Yang, do you also like sister Xingzhi?"

Wan Chengyou frowned as he watched Wang Zhiyang unconsciously write the words "Wei Xingzhi" on the paper.

Wang Zhiyang came back to his senses, smiled slightly and said, "Brother Ah Yang's relationship with Xingzhi is just brother and sister."

"Really?" Wan Qiyou looked at Wang Zhiyang suspiciously.

"Plop—" the door was suddenly pushed open, Wei Xingzhi was full of murderous intent, glanced at Wan Qiyou, and said, "Your, you go out first, I have something to say to him."

Seeing Wei Xingzhi's expression for the first time, Wan Chengyou couldn't help shivering, "Sister Xingzhi..."

"Lianzi, take your highness out." Wei Xingzhi ordered out.

Fu Lianzi came in quickly, picked up Wan Tuyou, and went out to close the door.

Wang Zhiyang looked at Wei Xingzhi's face, and his heart sank, "Azhi... what's wrong with you?"

Wei Xingzhi took two steps forward, looked directly at Wang Zhiyang, and said in a word, "Is your father's death related to mine?"

Wang Zhiyang's face changed suddenly, his steps staggered, and his legs hit the corner of the table behind him.

Seeing his expression, Wei Xingzhi grew up the same way when he was a child. No matter how she didn't understand it, she should understand it.

"You know, you know that my father's death was caused by your father? You know, you have been by my side for so many years and watched me grow up, are you happy?"

Wang Zhiyang avoided Wei Xingzhi's eyes, tilted his head to the side, "I..."

Wei Xingzhi stood in front of him, "I don't need to mention my father's matter for the time being. Zhou Han went to Danyang to investigate this matter. Now his life and death are unknown. Tell me, if you stay by my side, is it for your father or for your sake?" The relationship between us for so many years?"

Wang Zhuoying did not dare to move Zhou Han in Danyang, his only son is still in the imperial city.

So Zhou Han must be locked up somewhere now.

Wang Zhiyang's lips twitched slightly, remembering the way Wei Xingzhi looked at him after he came back from the outside that day, and smiled wryly, "So you knew that at that time..."

He already knew that it was impossible for him to be with her.

(End of this chapter)

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