On how the cannon fodder attack is counterattacked by the protagonist

Chapter 68 Chapter 068 Illusion 8

Wei Ziqing was silent, the man's eyes were very sincere, and the hand that was holding him tightly made him unable to breathe.

He always felt that there was something else hidden in these overly sincere eyes, those paranoid and extreme things that could only be hidden deeply by him.

Maybe he was thinking too much, Wei Ziqing thought.

"Now that you are my husband, of course I only have you in my heart, even if it is Sonny... It has nothing to do with me if he lives well now." Wei Ziqing held the man's hand instead, and smiled slightly.

Zhong Li raised his eyebrows and smiled, the newlyweds looked at each other for a while, and then got tired of it for a while, and finally left the palace hand in hand.

This time the palace banquet was held in the theater garden in the palace. Although it was a bit frivolous, it was not a serious banquet at all. It was quite interesting for the whole family of the monarch and ministers to sit together and watch the play and eat.

Zhongli and Wei Ziqing were of higher status, and they were all arranged in the upper seat, so they received a lot more attention from everyone.

Prince Shuo was very calm, his hand on the table was firmly clasped with his little wife's hand, and he showed it openly to everyone.

Wei Ziqing wasn't as calm as he was, and although he didn't avoid the eyes of everyone looking at him, he blushed.

Among so many lines of sight, there were two particularly scorching ones. Wei Ziqing glanced over and saw someone's familiar face.

The once gloomy and uncertain young man is now much brighter and brighter, with good spirits, but haggard and unwillingness can be faintly seen in the depths of his eyes.

His heart tightened, and he quickly looked back and stopped looking, so he didn't notice the thoughtful sizing of the other two people.

With a slight smile on Zhong Li's face, he drank the fine wine on the table in one gulp, and slightly clenched his hands on his lap.

Sitting not far away, the emperor Duan Hong, who seemed to be enjoying the good show on stage, had a smile on his eyes. It is still unknown which show is the best show.

In the middle of the banquet, the opera took a short break and was replaced by extravagant singing and dancing. Many people left the banquet to go for a walk outside.

Wei Ziqing turned his head to signal the man to go out for convenience, and when he left the table, the young man who had been paying attention to him also stood up.

"Where are you going, husband?" the charming brother next to him quickly grabbed his arm and said anxiously.

Guan Sang brushed away the boy's hand, with a handsome face and a cold face: "I'm going out for a walk, you wait here."

Song Yao let go of her hand timidly, nodded, and said no more.

Although he knew that his husband was probably lying to him.

Not long after Wei Ziqing walked out, he felt that someone was following him. He was not familiar with the place in this palace, so it was self-evident who could follow him secretly.

So when he was blocked under a willow tree, Wei Ziqing was not surprised at all.

"Long time no see," he said.

Guan Sang looked at him with extremely complicated eyes, yes, it's been a long time, and no one thought that it would be like this when we meet again.

"Why did you leave with him?" Although Guan Sang had tried his best to restrain his anger and unwillingness, the deep jealousy could not be concealed in his words.

This should be his brother, but his wife.

Wei Ziqing was very indifferent to the youth's anger, and he couldn't express any other negative emotions for a long time, so he just sighed.

"Sang'er, you and I are living a good life now, why are you still struggling with what to do in the past? Besides, marrying the young master of the Song family is also your choice. Since you are already together, don't let him down."

Every time Wei Ziqing said a word, Guan Sang's face darkened, and in the end he couldn't suppress his anger at all.

"What do you mean by 'you and I are doing well' Qinger, you don't understand how sad and shocked I was when I found out that you had repaired a letter and left. I couldn't accept the life without you at all."

"Yes, I admit that I shouldn't bully you indiscriminately, but you were the only one by my side at the time. I know I did something wrong, and I shouldn't let you down, but I really like you and want to With you forever."

"I miss the days without you all the time, Qing'er, I've made a name for myself now, can you come back to me?"

Seeing the pleading appearance of the young man, Wei Ziqing was suddenly speechless and even found it ridiculous.

He doesn't deny that Guan Sang likes him, but this love probably comes from dependence and habit.

"Guan Sang, don't do this, you know that once a decision has been made on some things, it is absolutely impossible to do it again."

"You will be your first-rank official, and I will be my Shuo Wangfei. Even if there is still some affection between us, it is just a love for each other when we were young."

Guan Sang turned a deaf ear, stepped forward and stood in front of the man, holding his shoulders, his eyes were red: "Wei Ziqing, listen, everything I do is for you!"

"Why did I marry Song Yao? It's because only by marrying him can I have the opportunity to go to Beijing for the scientific examination. Only in this way can I show my talent and reach my current position!"

"Qing'er, I don't love him, I only love you! Everything I do is for you!"

"I can no longer bear being ridiculed by others, being protected by you all the time, and I can't tolerate you being coveted by others! That Zhongli is not a good thing at all, it is him, he is the bitch who robbed me of everything!"

Wei Ziqing can ignore everything he said earlier and treat it like nothing, but this sentence is the only one that can't.

"Please take back these unreasonable words, and see what you are now." Wei Ziqing's face was gloomy, paranoid, and even a bit vicious. This is the Guan Sang he knew.

The young man was also sullen, extremely angry, and his anger and jealousy were so intense that he couldn't bear it, and he wished he could drag this man into hell with him.

"You have no idea what that vicious man did, Qing'er, you were blinded by him!"

"Although this path is my choice, if not for him, I would not have come to this point at all!"

If it wasn't for that devil's guidance every step of the way, how could he be so confused!

However, Wei Ziqing couldn't listen to any of his words, he just felt tired now, and the little joy of reuniting the old man was gone.

"Guan Sang, no matter what you say, it's over. I don't want to hear any more slanderous words from you about my husband. If we can't talk, let's just say goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, but was suddenly grabbed and thrown to the side of the willow tree, and he leaned against it.

Guan Sang strangled his neck, wishing to strangle this man he loved and hated to death.

When he saw the man gasping for breath and finally being out of breath, and his face gradually congested and red, he felt a strange pleasure in his heart!

"If you don't go down, your little wife will be strangled to death." Duan Hong, who was standing on the tree in bright yellow uniform, asked the expressionless man beside him with a playful smile.

Zhong Li let out a shallow breath. Although he wasn't very worried about being exposed for what he did, he didn't want it to create a rift between the two of them.

But it really made him happy to see Qing'er's performance from the sidelines.

Just as the seemingly incompatible brothers were about to jump off the treetops, Wei Ziqing suddenly disappeared.

Under Guan Sang's hand, under their noses, suddenly disappeared.

The three people present were shocked, and Zhongli's expression was gloomy and terrifying.

"It should be the national teacher." Duan Hong patted him on the shoulder to express his comfort.

However, Zhongli's complexion did not look any better because of this sentence.

"I didn't expect the master's technique to be so powerful, it's amazing." Duan Hong said again, with a look of hope on his face.

Wei Ziqing was dizzy for a while, and when he woke up, he found himself sitting on a big bed, and a man in gray was standing with his hands behind his back at the window not far away.

This back figure was so familiar, like the middle-aged man he had been dreaming about a few days ago, that he didn't feel any fear or worry at all when he first woke up.

Even a little curious and pleasantly surprised, perhaps finally to solve the mystery of this dream.

The man in gray turned around, his face did not disappoint Wei Ziqing, it was kind and familiar.

There was no reason for this familiarity, as if I had seen it in my previous life.

The national teacher Shen Feng looked at him with a peaceful expression. Although he looked like a middle-aged man, it would not make people feel rigid and difficult to get along with. On the contrary, he showed the stability of a mature person and the gentleness after years of precipitation.

"You're awake." The man said lightly, with a low voice, staring at him.

"You are"

"Shen Feng, Fuguo Guoshi is also the one who recruited you here." Shen Feng smiled and explained gently.

Wei Ziqing was surprised, it turned out that this is the most mysterious national teacher in Fu Kingdom, who is said to be able to use immortal magic.

Thinking of him bringing him here quietly, Wei Ziqing, who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, had to believe it.

"I don't know what the national teacher is going to do when he recruits Ziqing here." Wei Ziqing asked with a smile, very calm.

Shen Feng admired his calmness, so he pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him, assuming a long talk.

"We met," he said, "in a dream."

Ignoring the man's shocked wide eyes, Shen Feng waved his hand past, and with his whispers, the man fell into sleep.

"All I can do is to return these fragmentary memories to you, and I hope you, Daojun... can take us out."

A long sigh, accompanied by the warm sun outside, seemed illusory and unreal...

Zhong Li stood outside the Tianshi Palace with a gloomy face, frightening the gatekeepers into cold sweat.

"That... my lord, why don't you go back first, the master of the state will not do anything to Princess Shuo." The captain of the guard team boldly persuaded.

Zhong Li gave him a cold look, successfully shutting everyone up.

Shuo Wang and the national teacher, they can't afford to provoke...

If Shen Feng hadn't said that he might hurt the man if he rushed in during this time period, then Zhongli would never have waited obediently outside.

While waiting, he was anxious and irritable, wishing he could rush in and hug him out.

The sun was setting, and when Zhongli's patience was about to run out, the man finally came out. Behind him was a certain national teacher who was still smiling like an old fox.

Zhong Li clenched his fists, if it wasn't for the fact that Shen Feng was kind to him in nurturing him, he would never let go of a person who dared to wantonly take away his sweetheart.

The man was still a little dazed when he walked over, although he recovered the moment he saw him, Zhong Li still noticed the unnatural and complicated look in his eyes.

Zhong Li pursed his lips, but didn't ask much, he just walked up to the man and asked him how he was doing.

"I'm fine." Wei Ziqing said softly, "Go back."