When the news of Wei Lanting's death came, you was sitting on the bed, listless, haggard and pitiful.
"Dead?! How could... "
You wanted to get out of bed, but his legs were aching. Qi reached out to help you knead and shook his head.
"The old slave also listens to the cry of the front yard, only then knows that old man Wei has gone."
Qi truthfully told you what he had heard. You felt the pain of his legs and feet gradually dissipated. Immediately he got out of bed and asked Qi to dress himself. His clothes and hairpin rings were plain.
You looked at himself in the mirror, biting his lower lip and whispering.
"It's him, it must be him! For the sake of that woman, patricide can be done. This man is really a beast. "
Qi took care of you's long black hair. He heard the whisper in his ear and asked in a low voice with surprise.
"Miss, do you mean Mr. Wei was killed by..."
After such a heartbroken experience, you's love for Wei Hui's idea all dissipated, and he hummed bitterly.
"If it wasn't for him, old man Wei would get in his way when he was alive. Relying on the soldiers in the west of the Wei family, of course, he dares to let old man Wei die of illness."
Qi's listen to you's voice, old man Wei, you know is really sad, Qi's silent sigh, and asked.
"Then the young lady will tell the master and his wife about it?"
You of course want to tell, but now he is still the wife of the Wei family, rashly will you family involved in is not wise, had to shake his head, urged Qi faster dressing.
When Wei Hui heard about Wei Lanting's death, he twisted his face strangely for a moment. Although he really wanted Wei Lanting to die, he didn't expect that it would be so soon. At the thought that the mountain between Wei and Jiaojiao had fallen down completely, Wei Hui wanted to clap happily and looked at the Qinglu standing in front of him. After pondering for a moment, Wei Hui ordered.
"Go and tell Mrs. Jiao about her father's death, and let her wait for me to welcome her."
Qinglu nods and says yes. With the help of his servants, Wei Hui changes his plain clothes and goes to Wei Lanting's residence.
Mrs. Wei has been lying beside the corpse of Wei Lanting, crying out of breath. Wei Wei is half kneeling on one side, calm face, and occasionally caresses Mrs. Wei's rickety back. When she sees Wei Hui coming in, Mrs. Wei's cry stops suddenly. She stands up on the bed and walks two steps to Wei Hui, and says with a cry.
"Son, your father is gone!"
Wei Hui nodded and looked coldly at the servants kneeling around shivering. Now the servants are shaking like chaff. Old man Wei's death has killed them all and can't make up for it.
Wei Hui calmly arranged the funeral ceremony. The palace, Emperor an and empress Wei had to send someone to inform him. Wei Hui even wrote a memorial in his own handwriting to let people step into the palace.
Wei Wei watched Wei Hui do things in an orderly way. He sneered in his heart. He also realized that the enchantress not only confused her father who had been wise for most of his life, but also hooked up with his brother who was cold.
Wei Hui finally sat down to drink tea, Wei Wei said.
"My father is dead, and the emperor would like to see such a situation. How can my elder brother sit still?"
Wei Hui drank all the tea in the cup, felt a little comfortable in his throat, and listened to Wei Wei's words.
"The emperor naturally knows what to do and what not to do. Instead of worrying about whether I can sit here or not, you'd better think that the camp in the suburb of Beijing is still stable. Ji Fei is a man who forgets his righteousness for profit."
When Wei Shoufu was still alive, the camp in the suburbs of Beijing was equivalent to the private guards of the Wei family. Since Wei Lanting suffered a stroke, Ji Fei's buttocks began to itch. In particular, the flattering appearance of frequently toasting with he'an Di at the new year's Eve banquet was dazzling to Wei Hui and Wei Wei.
Wei Wei knows that what Wei Hui is talking about is the right thing, but he has a feeling of not saying it. When you knock on the door, Wei Weigang plans to ask Wei Hui, but he has to shut up and step aside.
When you came in with two ginseng teas, he obviously felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little stagnant. He calmly served the ginseng teas to Wei Hui and Wei Wei.
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Wei Wei took the tea, looked at you's current green shadow, and then looked at Wei Hui's indifferent appearance, gritted his teeth.
"Didn't you sleep well? I don't look well, but I went to the doctor? "
You didn't expect that Wei Wei would suddenly talk to himself with concern. Subconsciously, he reached out and covered half of his face with an embarrassed smile.
"It's OK. I'll be fine after I've been busy for a while."
You just casually answer, thought Wei Wei would not say anything, did not expect Wei Wei and meaning to point to the way.
"Now the Wei family has to rely on their elder brother and sister-in-law. The elder brother seems to be in good spirits. You have to take care of yourself, sister-in-law. After all, you are the eldest wife of the Wei family. Your mother is old and the whole Wei family is counting on you."
You subconsciously glanced at Wei Hui, and saw that Wei Hui was not moved. He lowered his head to read the document, pulled the corners of his mouth, pulled out a stiff smile, which was to deal with Wei Wei's words, and turned to leave.
Until the door closed, you's footsteps could no longer be heard. Wei Hui took his eyes away from the document and looked up at Wei Wei, who was sitting in a chair with tea. His thin lips lifted slightly, revealing a trace of sarcastic sneer.
"When did you care so much about your sister-in-law?"
Wei Wei did not expect that Wei Hui had no sense of guilt, and even ridiculed himself for being too concerned. He immediately raised his eyebrows, put the tea on several cases, stood up and looked down at Wei Hui.
"My sister-in-law is married by Wei Jiaming. If you don't focus on her, do you think I care too much?"
Wei Hui smelled the radian of the sneer on his lips and looked straight at his brother who had a mature man's charm.
"My mind is not on you, but you know that you should be involved in these things?"
Wei Wei looks at Wei Hui's appearance, in the brain that a tendon PA broke, a fist hits several cases, red eyes low roar way.
"Wei Hui, you deceive people too much. You don't know how to cherish such a good person as your sister-in-law. You have even touched my father's woman. My elder brother has never been such a muddle headed person."
Wei Hui abruptly closes the document in his hand, stands up, looks at Wei Wei who is only half a head shorter than himself, and asks in a deep voice.
"Wei Wei, you are promising. Who told you these words, eh?"
"Ha ha, if you want people to know, don't do it unless you do it yourself. Are you afraid of me when you do it?"
"Well, if you don't want people to know it, you can't do it yourself. What do you say about your sister-in-law's dirty mind? You think you're hiding well?! We are brothers. We are half a pound. Why are you blaming me here? "