Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 122 Even My Husband Listens to You
Xie Zhiyun understood Wei Ji's words.

What he meant was that because of this past, when the Wucao tribe invaded Yezhou, both the Chen family and the Wei family thought they were taking revenge privately and had no other purpose.

But judging from the evidence they found, Da Qi has been sending death-row prisoners to the Wucao Department for so many years.

What happened back then was probably the result of the collusion between Wucao and Daqi.

Xie Zhijun sighed: "I found the letter, what did you do?"

Wei Ji was very indifferent: "We arrested all the spies according to the food collection address left in the letter, and then marched in a hurry in the rain, and went directly to the border between Taiji Mountain and Daqi, and sent scouts to scout for information."

Da Qi has been strategizing for so many years, now that Prime Minister Zuo has been killed and Prime Minister Right is in power, he is all about unifying the world, how could he miss this great opportunity.

Xie Zhiyun said: "The soldiers have worked hard."

It's not easy to go back to Yezhou today after trekking through mountains and mountains.

"What clues did you find?"

Wei Ji was silent for a moment, and then said: "I found that there is frequent food exchange on the border of Daqi. There is Nanlujun Town of Daqi, which borders Taiji Mountain and Longyuan Town of Beiyue, but there is a rolling hill in between. Therefore, Longyuan Town did not discover Daqi's actions."

Xie Zhiyun was also silent.

The joy that had arisen just now because of Wei Ji's safe return has all vanished with this heavy battle at this moment.

Once Daqi moves, North Vietnam will be the first country to go to war.

The royal family of North Vietnam has no ability to resist, and all the troops under their command are in the hands of the Yu family and the Wei family.

The royal family is nothing but empty air.

The Duke of the State has a high position and authority, and there are people from eight states under his rule. At that time, it is unlikely that he will go into battle in person.

He also had to guard against the Sima family from North Vietnam.

So at that time, it must be Wei Ji who will be on the battlefield.

Xie Zhiyun's heart sank rapidly and was about to fall into the bottomless abyss.

At this moment, Wei Ji stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly.

His chest is broad and warm, and his heartbeat is so strong and powerful, as if he can resist all the hardships in the world.

As long as she is in his arms, Xie Zhiyun is safe.

He will always protect her.

Xie Zhijun lowered his head, buried himself in his chest, and did not speak.

The two hugged each other quietly for a while before Wei Ji said softly: "Worry about me?"

Xie Zhijun usually has a hard mouth and a soft heart, and she seems never to be honest, but when facing Wei Ji, she doesn't seem to hide her emotions.

She raised her head slightly, then slammed forward and hit his chest.

"worried."

Wei Ji felt his heart warm up.

Wei Ji's big hand tightly caressed her waist, and the two hugged each other tightly, as if only in this way, their hearts would be stable.

"Silly girl."

Wei Ji smiled lightly, and whispered in her ear with a very low voice, "Nian Nian, I haven't seen you in January, I miss you very much."

"I miss you when I eat, I miss you when I travel long distances, and I miss you even when I change my socks at night."

Listening to his words, Xie Zhijun only felt that his heart was soaked in honey water, and the sorrow and pain just now had been forgotten. After being soaked in honey water, there was only sweetness in his heart.

"When I went back to Yezhou this time, I kept thinking that I must rush back to celebrate your birthday, so I went home overnight."

"Unexpectedly, I saw a little crying cat."

Xie Zhijun beat his chest lightly, a little embarrassed: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm just a little afraid of thunder."

Wei Ji responded with a smile: "I know, I won't tell anyone, I swear to you."

Xie Zhiyun said: "Do you still want to tell others?"

Having said that, the two laughed at the same time.

Wei Ji lowered his head, looked at her smiling eyes, and saw the complete trust in him in her eyebrows, his heart was soft.

He never knew that he would be so gentle with a person.

Wei Ji lowered his head, precisely found her warm lips, and then turned the lovesickness of this month into strength and heat, and poured it all on her.

Xie Zhijun was kissed until he lost his voice.

She felt that her soul was also entwined and danced with him, and the two kissed in the dark night, each wanting to make up for the past month.

Soon, Xie Zhiyun was out of breath.

She patted Wei Ji's chest lightly, Wei Ji let her go slightly, pressed her lips and said, "Why haven't you learned yet?"

Xie Zhiyun's face was flushed, and her eyes were watery. She reached out and slapped him on the arm, originally wanting to scold him.

But the feel on his arm was not right.

Xie Zhiyun's complexion changed slightly, she put her hand on his right arm again, and touched it lightly.

Wei Ji sighed.

"Oh, it's nothing serious," Wei Ji immediately admitted, "It's just a slight injury, and it's just that it hinders holding the pen, so I didn't write to you."

Xie Zhijun pursed her lips tightly, instead of looking at Wei Ji, she just struggled out of his arms, and then went to light the lamp in the room.

A warm yellow halo spread in the room, lighting up this familiar bedroom inch by inch.

Wei Ji sat on the edge of the bed obediently, his right hand was slightly bent and rested on his lap.

Because he was wearing a robe outside, Xie Zhiyun didn't see him being injured at all at first.

Xie Zhiyun returned to the bed and rolled up his sleeves himself, only to see that his right forearm was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

Xie Zhiyun didn't notice the smell of blood because of the medicine used to cover up the smell of blood, and because of the thunderstorm outside, there was a puff of damp water vapor in the room.

All the spring emotion on her face had dissipated, and it seemed that only indifference was left at this moment.

"How did it hurt? Is it serious?" Xie Zhijun held his hand and looked carefully at her face.

Although her face was indifferent, her tone of voice was sullen. He was hurt, but she was the one who was angry.

Wei Ji embraced her with his left hand and embraced her again.

Xie Zhiyun caught off guard and sat on his lap, her whole body nestled softly in his arms.

"doing what!"

"I'm asking you something."

Wei Ji turned his head, kissed her hard on the cheek, and laughed.

"It's really all right, it's just a knife wound. I've already used the medicine, and it will heal soon," Wei Ji said, "How about I take off the bandage and show it to you?"

Xie Zhiyun shook his head: "No need."

She paused, and her tone was a little harsh: "Next time you get hurt again, remember to tell me, don't make me suspicious and think..."

When Xie Zhijun said this, he suddenly stopped, and then said fiercely: "There must be no next time."

Wei Ji held her tightly in his arms, and couldn't help kissing her hard on the face several times.

It made Xie Zhiyun's face turn red.

"Understood madam, I will listen to you as a husband."

(End of this chapter)