Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 462 has a plan
Yu Wenzheng laughed, feeling deeply that he was in the wrong, so he stopped dwelling on it. Instead, he patted her on the back, as if coaxing a naughty child to sleep, and said slowly: "It might be a good thing for uncle to return to Beijing. Isn’t it one of the purposes of our trip to rescue him from Yuncheng? Moreover, the once-famous General’s Mansion is gone. It must be taken care of with good food and drink. Uncle has worked so hard for so many years, and this time he has the opportunity to enjoy the blessings, so why not do it. What's more, he can only resolve those knots that cannot be overcome by himself in the palace."

Hearing this, Jian Yunling's bewildered eyes suddenly opened, without sleepiness, as clear as stars.

"Resolve it with your own hands? Isn't this what General Si meant?" She moved her head to Yu Wenzheng's knee and looked up into his thoughtful eyes.

Yu Wenzheng slightly lowered his eyes, fixed his eyes on her, and after a while, smiled and nodded.

Jian Yunling couldn't lie down anymore, so she sat up propped up, randomly removed a falling gold hairpin and threw it aside, loosened the hair, and asked Yu Wenzheng impatiently: "How do you know this is a big hairpin?" What does the general want?"

"It was written by my uncle, and it was delivered last night. I wanted to tell you this morning, but seeing that you are not in good spirits, I thought I would tell you after the matter is over." The broken hair was tucked behind the ears, and the gentle and casual tone seemed to be discussing a trivial matter.

Jian Yunling waved his hand away, still puzzled, and said, "General Si sent a letter? Isn't Yuncheng besieged? How could he still send a letter?"

This question should be on the right point, because Yu Wenzheng's smile obviously paused, and then there were more unfathomable evils, which made his bones shudder.

That is a ruthless attitude towards the enemy.

"Do you think that I will really leave my uncle alone, helpless in such a desolate place like Yuncheng?" His seductive eyes gathered a murderous look, and his handsome face was as frosty as snow: "Since I sat in this wheelchair From the very beginning, I knew that sooner or later, that person would also try to find a way to deal with uncle. So I secretly established a channel to transmit news. This channel is very hidden and safe. No matter what happens to Yuncheng, it will It will never be disconnected, and it can absolutely guarantee that I can receive news from my uncle in time no matter when and where, so that I will not lose contact with him."

Jian Yunling became more and more puzzled: "Then why for so many years, you didn't think of a way to get General Si to come back to Beijing, but why did you let Yu Wenheng control him at this time?"

Yuwen embraced her, pulled out half of the thin blanket to cover his legs, turned the wrench in his hand and put it back on his thumb, and said: "Because for so many years, uncle has always deliberately concealed his condition, and rarely I used this channel to contact me. As far as I know, it is just some fragmentary news from the messenger. But yesterday, he suddenly sent someone to send a letter, saying that the battle situation in Yuncheng is temporarily stable, and I heard that I will go to He wants to give it to me for support, and he himself wants to return to the capital to fulfill his unfulfilled wish while he still has the opportunity."

"Unfulfilled wish? What is it?" Jian Yunling immediately sat up straight, with an ominous premonition in her heart.

Yu Wenzheng picked up the porcelain cup with half a cup of herbal tea left, his brows and eyes were full of sadness, mixed with faint hatred, which turned out to be a color colder than that of the tea liquid.

(End of this chapter)