"It depends on how much you like Wang." Wei Zheng\'s voice is low and magnetic, and his peach blossom eyes are very attractive.

"Wang ye should discuss such a big matter with his third sister, or she will be angry." Xie Fuyao\'s voice was soft and long.

"As long as Miss eight is willing and does not need her consent, I can decide now." Wei Zheng\'s eyes were firm and his words were a little more dignified.

"Yes, third sister." Xie Fuyao\'s eyes are bent and her smile is wanton. She suddenly turns her head and looks at the person behind Wei Zheng.

Xie Yurou bit her lip, pursed her mouth and said nothing. Her deep eyes were dark and breathtaking, emitting a little cold light. Her expression was like eating Xie Fuyao.

Wei Zheng\'s pupils are constricted and he turns his head. At the moment when he turns around, Xie Yurou drops her head. Her fine eyelashes leave a small shadow on the bottom of her eyes, covering her face with wet tears. She looks delicate.

"Rouer, I..." Wei Zheng\'s brain exploded. He never thought that Xie Yurou would suddenly appear here.

No wonder just now Xie Fuyao would be so clever. She had already discovered Xie Yurou\'s existence.

"Since the third sister is here, I won\'t disturb you. Take your time." Xie Fuyao gave a sly smile, because he was happy in his heart, even his abdominal distension was not so obvious.

"So... Why did you come all of a sudden?" Wei Zheng was a little flustered.

"Lord, needless to say, it\'s all my fault. I didn\'t serve him well..." Xie Yurou\'s eyes were dancing with tears, and her words were soft and weak, as if she had been wronged.

"If you really like sister Ba, can I help you persuade her?"

"Listen to me, rou\'er, it\'s not what you think. Just now, Xie Fuyao deliberately provoked me, but I deliberately wanted to revenge her. That\'s what I said."

Wei Zheng embraces Xie Yurou in his arms, and comforts him with a soft voice when he loses his tears.

This Xie Fuyao is really different from before. He has been planted in his hands again and again. It\'s really unhappy.

If not eager to make contributions in front of his mother\'s concubine, he would not bow his head to beg her again and again.

After passing through the corridor, Xie Fuyao pulled the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disgust. He heard the words between them clearly.

Wei Zheng is the same Wei Zheng in those years, but the situation of himself and Xie Yurou has changed dramatically. I just don\'t know whether her own ending in those years will become her.

It has been seven days since Wei Jingyao went to Chengzhou. The news that the king of Chu was infected with the plague spread around the city like catkins in the wind.

He didn\'t receive Wei Jingyao\'s letter. Xie Fuyao thought he was a gossip and didn\'t pay attention to it.

But after so many days, there was no news from Wei Jingyao, which made Xie Fuyao feel flustered.

Is this message true? Wei Jingyao is really infected with the plague, so there is no news these days.

A thousand times. It will become true. If you say something more, you will believe it.

Xie Fuyao opened the city gate. The air was dry and bitter. Looking at the scattered corpses on the ground, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable sadness.

She ran in madly and looked back and forth among the corpses, hoping to see the familiar face, but afraid to see it.

Looking at these strange faces, Xie Fuyao did not know whether he should cry or smile.

Messy long hair, in the spring breeze, appears more embarrassed, Xie Fuyao sat down like a mountain, tears on his face.

At this time, a black figure appeared in front of Xie Fuyao, she raised her head, just on Liang Rui\'s expressionless face.

"He\'s in the Yamen. I\'ll take you."

Xie Fuyao wiped away the tears on his face and followed Liang Rui stutteringly. His legs seemed to be filled with lead. Every step seemed so heavy and laborious.

In the middle of the yamen, there was a wooden board. The clean white cloth covered a human figure.

Xie Fuyao\'s pupils are tight and her throat is tight. She wants to say something, but she can\'t say anything. She struggles to the board.

Exhausted the whole body strength to open the white cloth above, that peerless elegant face at this time has no life, tightly closed the eye son, as if fell asleep general.

"Lord..." Xie Fuyao couldn\'t help his grief any longer. Two lines of tears were like gates that couldn\'t be closed. Tears poured out and wet the white cloth below.

The dense tears blurred Xie Fuyao\'s eyes, and everything around him became unreal. Even Wei Jingyao\'s pale face became more and more unclear,

"Miss... Miss."

Ziyu\'s voice sounded in my ears, as if waking up my soul.

Xie Fuyao has a splitting headache. She widens her eyes and looks at the purple curtain in front of the bed. Tears from the corner of her eyes slide down her face.

After a long time, Xie Fuyao came back and wiped away the crystal tears. It turns out that just now everything is a dream, but this dream is so real. The kind of heartache, the kind of sad, like a personal experience, until now sober, Xie Fuyao is still palpitating“ Are you all right, miss? " Ziyu tentatively shook Xie Fuyao\'s arm, "just now you have been talking in your sleep, scared to death."“ I had a dream, a very sad dream. " Xie Fuyao sighed out of reach“ Is Miss worried about the king of Chu? " After what happened during this period of time, Ziyu had doubts in her heart. It was only after listening to the name that Xie Fuyao called in his mouth that he completely affirmed what he thought“ I\'m going to Chengzhou! " Xie Fuyao\'s eyes are deep. She doesn\'t answer. She just narrates what she thinks in her heart“ Miss, you\'re crazy. There\'s a plague. You\'ve gone. What if you\'re infected? " Ziyu opened her mouth and exclaimed“ Ziyu, you don\'t have to persuade me. I\'ve made up my mind. I must go this time. " Xie Fuyao sighed slightly out of reach. His eyes were as silent as the cold pool of nine days“ Miss, even if the maidservant doesn\'t stop you, it\'s not easy for the eldest lady to explain. If she knows you haven\'t been in the house for such a long time, she will be suspicious. " Ziyu brows locked, fast in the mind to search for words“ You don\'t have to worry about that. I\'ve already thought about it. Tomorrow, I\'ll go and tell my grandmother that I\'m going to stay with my little aunt for a few days. She won\'t disagree with me when I brought her more gold and silver jewelry. " Xie Fuyao talks. Although he doesn\'t know what he will encounter this time, even if it\'s a great danger, it\'s better than being scared here. Day after day of nightmares, Xie Fuyao has been physically and mentally exhausted