Wei Li looked at Wu Ziling in shock. He smiled bitterly, full of joy but full of sadness. How sad was it that he could only hear Wu Ziling reveal his true feelings before he died?
That night, Wei Li kept asking, there was no cruelty, only endless tenderness.
Late at night, the breeze blows.
Wu Ziling thought that Wei Li would rush to the execution ground in seven days, and her eyes were filled with tears, which kept overflowing and covered her whole face, making her cry like pear blossoms with rain.
Wei Li hugged her tightly, their bodies pressed together almost without any barrier, and merged into one. Wei Li kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes, looking at her red and swollen eyes with heartache.
During these seven days, Wei Li never left the room. He and Wu Ziling fell into the abyss of hell. Wu Ziling could not bear it and almost fainted several times.
On the last night, Wei Li fed Wu Ziling the elixir, "This is the Wheel-turning Pill. We will die unknowingly after falling asleep."
Wu Ziling looked at Wei Li and almost took the wheel-turning pill without hesitation. Seeing Wu Ziling so happy, Wei Li's heart ached even more.
He carried Wu Ziling into the bathtub and washed off the fragrant sweat on his body. Wei Li found the condensation ointment from the cabinet and wiped it on Wu Ziling's body.
"Are you tired?" Wei Li asked.
Wu Ziling sat on Wei Li's lap and hooked her hands around Wei Li's neck. She smiled and shook her head, "I'm not tired."
"Are you afraid?"
"Not afraid."
Wei Li hugged Wu Ziling and sat in front of the bed. He found a red wedding robe, a phoenix crown and a harem, and carefully put it on Wu Ziling.
The red color adds a strong touch to the dark night.
Wu Ziling fell asleep in Wei Li's arms. She thought that both of them would die quietly in this dream.
However, she woke up.
In the evening of the second day, the setting sun was like blood, and the afterglow enveloped this bloody city.
Wu Ziling opened her hazy eyes and looked at the ceiling in confusion. She sat up suddenly in a daze. On the bed were several tokens and a distribution map of the Wei Mansion's troops and warehouse storage.
Before leaving, he handed over the Wei Mansion to Wu Ziling.
He didn't want to take Wu Ziling with him.
He broke his promise.
"Liar, liar!" Wu Ziling's eyes were deeply red and she bit her lower lip until it was broken.
She stretched out her hand tremblingly, picked up the letter in front of her, and opened it tremblingly.
Wei Li said that he was about to die and had to leave. Wu Ziling was still young and still had great years. She controlled everything in the Wei family, so she was not afraid of anyone. However, an ordinary man was not guilty of harboring a jade. Wei Li
The mansion is a big piece of fat, Wu Ziling's qualifications are average, and the city mansion is not deep enough to defeat those old foxes. If you encounter something that cannot be handled, go to Yanfu Ye Qingge.
Wu Ziling looked at the letter, tears falling continuously.
She crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground, covering her face and crying.
He agreed to take her with him, but abandoned her alone in Luohua City.
What a big liar.
Wu Ziling walked out of bed barefoot, picked up a wad of paper, spread it out, and stored it.
She put away the token, opened the door and walked out, running all the way up to the wall of Luohua City. From a distance, she saw several prison cars carrying many people from the Wei family leaving.
A man who was usually unrivaled in splendor was now wearing shackles, with a gray face and ragged clothes, looking so miserable and miserable.
Wu Ziling knelt on the city wall, crying loudly. She climbed down from the high city wall, fell to the ground, and crawled towards the prison car.
Wei Li finally noticed. Sitting in the prison car, he raised his head and looked at Wu Ziling with distress.
At this moment, he was fortunate that Wu Ziling did not marry him, otherwise she would have gone to the execution ground with him.
The pill that was fed to Wu Ziling last night was not a wheel-turning pill. It was clearly a pill that allowed Wu Ziling to sleep peacefully.
It was a bit gratifying to be able to see Wu Ziling's passionate emotions before he died. It was time for him to rest in peace.
Wu Ziling crawled toward him so hard, but it didn't help.
Wei Li smiled, his eyes sparkling with crystal light, and tears washed away the dirt on his cheeks.
Wei Li closed his eyes in pain.
Grandpa said that a man should not shed tears easily.
The prison car moved further and further away, disappearing from Wu Ziling's sight.
Wu Ziling stopped crawling, clenched his fists and angrily slapped the rock-steel rocks on the ground until one hand was bloody and bloody.
Wu Ziling buried her face in the soil and sobbed softly.
A figure descended from the sky, and a pair of soft boots appeared in front of her. Wu Ziling raised her head and looked.
Qingge knelt down to help her up, looked at Wu Ziling's bloody hands, and frowned.
Wu Ziling lay in Qingge's arms and cried loudly.
"If you continue to degenerate, you won't be able to bear his painstaking efforts. What you have to do now is to cheer up and protect the Wei Mansion." Qing Ge said calmly.
In the early hours of last night, after Wu Ziling fell asleep, Wei Li went to Yan Mansion to look for her.
He left the rest of Wu Ziling's life and the future of the Wei family to her.
If necessary, Qing Ge can control all the rights of the Wei Mansion alone.
Qing Ge helped Wu Ziling walk towards the city. After entering the Wei Mansion, several elderly stewards of the Wei Mansion surrounded Wu Ziling.
Wu Ziling opened her eyes in panic.
"Miss Wu, have we heard that the young master has given you all the power in the Wei family?"
"Are you kidding me? You're a foreigner and you're just Young Master's bed slave. Do you really take yourself seriously? You're not the wife that Young Master Ming Media is marrying." If Ming Media is marrying, she will be included in Mr. Wei's lineage and will be considered by all four.
The people from the Star Palace took it away.
"Miss Wu, if you are sensible, just hand over your rights. We won't make things too difficult for you. I would like to advise you, don't take things that are not yours."
"..."
Each one of these people said something like a sword stabbing Wu Ziling's body.
Wu Ziling panicked and subconsciously hid behind Qingge.
Qingge protected Wu Ziling, narrowed her eyes, sneered lightly, smiled like a flower, looked up at the aggressive people: "The tokens of the Wei Mansion are all in Wu Ziling's hands, and the Wei Mansion belongs to her. Mr. Wei did it himself before leaving.
There will be no lies in the explanation. If it’s not hers, could it be yours? What a big statement!”
At the last sentence, the singing voice suddenly rose to a high pitch, and everyone was startled.
One of them snorted and said: "This woman named Wu has evil intentions. Who knows what she wants to do by climbing into the young master's bed at any cost. The Wei family's rights must not be handed over to her. What is the difference between that and self-destruction?"
Others quickly agreed, "That's right. Wu Ziling is a disaster. She killed the young master and planned everything in the Wei Mansion. Don't think that you can dominate the Wei Mansion after the young master dies. You are the daughter of the Wu family. Who knows what the Wu family has hidden?
What bad intentions?"
Qingge's eyes darkened, and she suddenly appeared in front of the first person to speak. She suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the person's neck. With a strong force, he broke his neck.
Such a bloody and shocking scene completely left these people speechless.
Qingge took out a scarlet token from her arms and said, "Wei Ling is in my hand. Mr. Wei has said that anyone who dares to be disrespectful to Miss Wu will be killed without mercy."