Chapter 247:
At that time, she only thought they were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, with deep brother and sister affection, and worried about her husband’s matters without thinking much.
But now it seems that since it wasn’t affection from growing up together since childhood, then what else could be the reason for this cold and distant cousin’s special concern?
Not to mention, she discovered that Cousin Ji’s gaze at Wanwan was also unusual.
The emotion of liking was something that, even if endured ever so much, would still be conveyed through the gaze.
Even if one had seen countless people, even if one had been through a hundred battles, it still couldn’t be concealed.
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Although Xie Wanning didn’t completely believe Chen Xi’er’s words, they still planted a seed of suspicion in her heart.
After all, this cousin of hers had grown up in an environment where she had to read expressions and fathom men.
For her to speak so decisively, it must not be without cause.
After leaving the door, upon seeing the two young men sitting opposite each other in the courtyard, she was slightly stunned again.
Perhaps in these past few months, having seen too many common folk, suddenly seeing such exceptional beauties again, she couldn’t help but be a bit dazed.
At this moment, she resonated with Chen Xi’er’s aesthetic.
This cousin of hers was indeed handsome.
Moreover, the kind of handsomeness that was clearly that of a gentleman.
But… thinking of Chen Xi’er’s words, she felt somewhat uneasy, and after glancing briefly at Ji Chengfeng,
she packed up her belongings, and Xie Wanning took Old Woman Ma and two maidservants away from this small courtyard where they had lived for half a year, leaving only two cooks to watch over the house.
That night, inside the Prefect’s Mansion, a formal welcome banquet was held.
At the same time in Xiangzhou City, inside the Disciplinary Hall.
A middle-aged man with hands and feet bound in a spread-eagle position on the rack, having been whipped, his clothes tattered, head limply hanging, unknown if dead or alive.
Not far away, Lu Ziyan sat in a chair, watching this side.
This man was Xiangzhou Military Governor Yu Cheng, and it was precisely he who mobilized two thousand elite soldiers, along with Jin Wuji secretly infiltrating the Capital City, to scheme and kidnap Xie Wanning from the Hot Spring Villa.
That night, flames soared in the Hot Spring Villa, and apart from the three young ladies rescued from the secret room, there were no survivors.
Such a tragedy occurring under the Emperor’s feet naturally shocked the Capital City inside and out, and even after more than half a year, mentioning it still made people sigh.
And the chief culprit behind this tragedy was right in front of him.
In Lu Ziyan’s eyes, Yu Cheng already counted as revenge for his wife’s death, but his expression at this moment was very calm.
It should be said that ever since returning to the Capital City from the Northern Region, he had been very calm.
Facing the First Prince and Second Prince, he was very calm.
Facing the Xie Family father and son, and Madam Zheng, his father-in-law and mother-in-law from his past life, and his eldest brother-in-law, he was also very calm.
Even facing Pei Yuqing, whom he hated to the bone, when they occasionally met, he surprisingly didn’t shout to kill or fight, and could even seriously look at the other man for a couple of glances, with a gaze that even revealed worry.
As if afraid the other would die before he did.
In short, that unruly, killing intent overflowing, arrogantly boundless Lu Ziyan had thoroughly died along with his fiancée.
The one alive was merely a walking dead.
Unable to muster interest in anything.
Like at this moment, with the chief culprit besieged by him and fallen into his hands, to kill or slaughter as he pleased, yet he didn’t even have the desire to do it personally.
Propping his head, he watched for a while, and after hearing the increasingly weak gasps from that side, Lu Ziyan raised his hand, “Pour a bowl of ginseng soup down his throat, don’t let him die too easily.”
Yu Cheng was also a great general who had guarded the border for many years, with unyielding integrity, and even after enduring endless torment, he remained defiant.
After pouring a bowl of ginseng soup down, he even had the strength left to curse.
