At this point, Wang Jinling still didn't understand. Uncle Nine Emperors had made up his mind to destroy Jixia Academy, and he wanted to be an accomplice.
Wang Jinling closed his eyes in pain and asked: "Why me?" Why do you want me to come out to testify against Jixia Academy?
"Because you are the eldest son, you are Mr. Wenyuan's disciple, and you are an outstanding student of Jixia Academy. Most importantly, you are the head of the Wang family, so your words will be believed." Uncle Nine Emperors said slowly and lowly, each one
The words seemed to hit Wang Jinling's heart.
Because he is Wang Jinling, because he has a great reputation and wants power and fame. The power of Jixia Academy has nothing to do with him. Therefore, his words are more convincing. If he is the one to testify against Jixia Academy, no one will
Suspect……
Fame, Wang Jinling will be tired of fame one day.
Wang Jinling opened his eyes, looked at Uncle Nine Emperors, and nodded slowly and heavily: "I promise you!"
Uncle Nine Emperors is not a gentleman, so he will never give Wang Jinling time to think about it. After the matter was discussed, Uncle Nine Emperors took him to see Mr. Wenyuan’s body and told Feng Qing that he didn’t care whether Wang Jinling had thought it through or not.
Chen and Zhanyan, Wang Jinling is here.
Feng Qingchen happened to be changing Doudou's dressing and had to come a little later. Zhanyan came to the flower hall first and shed tears when he saw Wang Jinling without saying a word.
"Brother Jinling, you are finally here, daddy, daddy is dead." Zhanyan's eyes were as red as walnuts, and his body was so weak that he fell down when the wind blew.
Wang Jinling did not step forward to comfort him, but nodded calmly: "I have already gone to see Mr. Sir. He passed away peacefully. He cannot come back after death. Don't be too sad and make Mr. uneasy."
By the end, Wang Jinling had a sore nose.
The husband died just to show off his appearance!
"Thank you, brother Jin Ling." Zhan Yan sobbed twice and said with a choked voice, "Brother Jin Ling, it's good to have you here. I don't know what to do these days."
Without a father and no one to support her, she realized that she could not make a living even with the music, chess, calligraphy and painting she had learned before.
Even though she was well-read in poetry and had a reputation as a talented woman, she was still a woman. She knew clearly that her father's death was related to the Nine Emperors Uncle, but she could not take revenge. She could only wait for her family to come to justice for her under the protection of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"Don't worry, Yan. I will take care of your husband's affairs and won't let him die in vain. You are my husband's daughter, and no one can hurt you." When the word "daughter" came up, Wang Jinling paused for a moment, and Zhan Yan was immersed in it.
My own sad person didn't pay attention at all.
"I believe in brother Jinling." Zhanyan took the handkerchief handed over by the maid and wiped away her tears. Her eyes washed by tears were bright and firm, but Wang Jinling was unwilling to look at them.
When he sees Zhan Yan, he will think of his husband's death. For the sake of his husband, he will let Zhan Yan live a carefree life, but that can only be like this. He can no longer love Zhan Yan as a sister like before.
After experiencing the pain of losing her father, Zhan Yan had a lot to talk to Wang Jinling, but Wang Jinling always kept a calm face and didn't answer much. Zhan Yan is a smart woman. If she hadn't been immersed in sadness, she would have discovered Wang Jinling long ago.
exception.
"Brother Jinling, what's wrong with you?" Zhanyan looked at Wang Jinling with worry.
"I'm a little tired." He thought "it's okay", but Wang Jinling really wanted to have some peace and quiet. He didn't know how to face Zhan Yan yet.
A hint of hurt flashed in Zhanyan's eyes, and he stood up and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, brother Jinling, I forgot that you just arrived. Go and have a rest. I won't disturb you."
Zhan Yan reluctantly left, but until she walked out the door, she didn't hear Wang Jin pretending to stay.
When Feng Qingchen came over, he saw Wang Jinling sitting alone on a chair, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in sadness. Feng Qingchen involuntarily lowered his footsteps and walked in softly.
Feng Qingchen stood in front of Wang Jinling for a long time, but Wang Jinling didn't respond at all. Feng Qingchen was startled and asked softly: "Jinling, are you okay?"
"Ah?" Wang Jinling was startled. He raised his head suddenly and found Feng Qingchen standing in front of him. He quickly said: "It's okay. I was just thinking about something."
"It's okay. You look very tired. Let's go down and take a rest." We haven't seen each other for many days, and since we left without saying goodbye that day, Feng Qingchen really wanted to talk to Wang Jinling, but now is not the right time.
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"I'm fine." Wang Jinling quickly returned to normal. To show that he was fine, he stood up on purpose, but his body swayed and he almost fell.
Feng Qingchen shook his head: "You are fine as you are. If you have anything to do, please go and rest first."
Feng Qingchen couldn't tolerate Wang Jinling's refusal, so he called his servants and asked them to settle Wang Jinling.
Wang Jinling's refusal was ineffective, and since his current condition was indeed not very good, he had no choice but to accept Feng Qingchen's kindness.
After a quick meeting with Wang Jinling, Feng Qingchen was happy to know that Wang Jinling did not blame them for the death of Mr. Wenyuan. When he came out, he met Uncle Nine Emperors. Feng Qingchen asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"
Uncle Nine Emperors has been so busy recently that he can't even see his shadow. It's no wonder that Feng Qingchen was so surprised when he saw Uncle Nine Emperors.
"What? Is this king weird here?" These words meant that Uncle Nine Emperors was unhappy, but he didn't have any mood swings. Outsiders couldn't tell at all, but Feng Qingchen could tell.
Thinking of why Uncle Nine Emperors said such sour words, Feng Qingchen couldn't help but smile sweetly. A glimmer of light flashed through her beautiful eyes, which made Uncle Nine Emperors unable to help but lose consciousness.
In the past, Feng Qingchen was a young girl. Although her figure was more graceful than that of ordinary women, she did not have the charm of a mature woman. Occasionally, her eyes showed a drunken charm, which was somewhat inconsistent with her young appearance. But now
…
Everything is extremely natural, Feng Qingchen's wind and clearness seem to be integrated into the bones, which makes people unable to help but feel intoxicated. The Nine Emperors Uncle stared at Feng Qingchen in a daze...
"Eh? What's the matter? Everyone is in a daze today." Feng Qingchen saw that Uncle Nine Emperors looked lost and waved his hand in front of him in confusion, but Uncle Nine Emperors didn't react at all.
Feng Qingchen can explain Wang Jinling's lack of concentration because he was too sad about Mr. Wenyuan's death and was too tired from traveling all night. But what about Uncle Nine Emperors?
Feng Qingchen didn't understand, how could such an alert person lose his mind? Could it be that something had happened?
Feng Qingchen's expression changed, and he stepped forward to hold Jiuhuangshu's hand, but he didn't want Uncle Jiuhuang to react instinctively with his backhand because someone was approaching.
How could Feng Qingchen be Jiuhuangshu's opponent? In addition, she never thought that Jiuhuangshu would take action. Without any precautions, he was thrown away by Jiuhuangshu. Feng Qingchen looked shocked and completely
Don't understand what's going on.
At this time, Uncle Nine Emperors also came to his senses, his face changed, and he immediately stepped forward to try to hold Feng Qingchen, his cold eyes full of apologies.
What exactly did he do?
At this moment, a black shadow jumped out one step faster than Uncle Nine Emperors. When Feng Qingchen was about to hit the wall, he hugged Feng Qingchen and said, "Heart."