The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

What surprised Wei Yun was that he hadn't pursued the Meiyuan matter before, and the Princess Heyu came to the door first.

In a courtyard on the outskirts of Yingdu City, Wei Yun met Zhao Shuwei.

It was late at night.

There are no stars or moons this night, only a deep black.

There were a few dim lights burning in the courtyard, and this was the only light in this area.

Wei Yun squeezed the letter in his hand, and saw the thin woman in a black dress and a black cloak in front of her. There was a little more complicated emotion in those clear and cold eyes.

The woman seemed to have no intention of concealing anything, so she graciously lifted the coat and hat connected to the cloak.

So in such a dim light and shadow, her such clear and beautiful face was undoubtedly revealed.

Abandoning the Jin Yi Huafu, throwing away the golden hairpin swaying, at this moment Zhao Shuwei does not show off the powder, there is a bit of unspeakable heroism between his eyes.

"Master of the National Normal University." Zhao Shu curled his lips and smiled slightly, lowering his head gently.

Wei Yun fixedly looked at Zhao Shuwei in front of him, the pupils of the eyes hidden by the eyelashes were blurry.

"What does Princess Heyu mean?"

While speaking, Wei Yun reexamined the woman in front of him calmly.

In his memory, this should be the only princess in the harem who has neither his mother’s family to rely on nor his father’s love. Because of her kindness, she gets along very well with Princess Helan and even Princess Heyue. Also quite famous in Yingdu city well.

Apart from this, there is nothing else.

But tonight, when Wei Yun confronted the princess He Yu's phoenix eyes, he suddenly noticed something strange.

Perhaps he had misread this Princess He Yu from the beginning.

Or maybe... She pretended to be good enough in the first place.

When Wei Yun received this letter today, he had guessed many people, but never thought that it would be this Princess Heyu.

"If my palace doesn't come to see the adults today, I'm afraid it will be soon, there will be no chance."

Zhao Shuwei had a faint smile on his face, "After all, for the plum garden, the adults must have counted this account on the head of the palace."

"What does the princess want to say?"

Wei Yun fixedly looked at the princess He Yu in front of him, and his voice was always flat and cold.

"I admit that I did deliberately intercept Miss Xie that day,"

Zhao Shu slightly lowered his eyes and continued, "And I brought her to Meiyuan really to test her status in the adults' hearts."

"But let the adults believe that I am not from either side."

Speaking of this, Zhao Shuwei's expression gradually faded, and the smile on her lips gradually faded, "I'm just... for myself."

Wei Yun heard the words, but he didn't say anything, just staring at her.

"But as you might expect, although I dominate this game, I didn't set it first."

Zhao Shuwei took a few steps, his skirt wavy, "As I wrote in my letter, it was my Three Emperor Brothers who wanted to test you."

The brother of the Three Emperors in her mouth is Zhao Zhengrong, the king of faith.

Wei Yun went to meet the rainy day of Xinwang for Wu Fuqing's affairs.

The letter king Zhao Zhengrong saw the reddish trace between his clothes and knew that it should be the mouth fat of a girl.

As a man who often confuses in powder piles and has seen many women, Zhao Zhengrong is quite sure with just one glance.

But no one knows this Great Zhou Dynasty, today's national teacher Wei Yun has always been cold and reticent, and not close to women.

It is his national teacher's mansion, and it is also a famous monk's temple.

There was not even a maidservant in it.

In the past few years when he was a national teacher, it was not that there were no officials or to flatter him, or to put eyeliner beside him, thinking of Fa'er, he found all kinds of beauties who wanted to stuff them into his national teacher’s house. In the backyard.

All kinds of beauties are fat and thin, with tens of thousands of graces.

But none of them can successfully step into the gate of the National Teacher's House.

So gradually in the market, there were more rumors about the national teacher Wei Yun or the habit of breaking his sleeves.

But Xinwang saw the trace of mouth fat on his shirt.

It's just this point that made Xin Wang interested.

But no matter how he checked, he couldn't find out what contact Wei Yun had with any girl recently. He almost never interacted with any girl.

Except... the girl who came to Yingdu from Yecheng suddenly.

On the night of the Lantern Festival when the prince sent someone to assassinate Wei Yun, King Xin was on the flower boat, and he clearly saw Wei Yun in a hurry and took the cousin into his arms to protect him.

This may not explain much, but that night, Zhao Zhengrong was still suspicious.

So in the rainy day that followed, when Zhao Zhengrong saw the reddish on Wei Yun's shirt, he wanted to prove his guess.

In the deep palace for many years, because Zhao Shuwei is kind to others, he is a well-known master in the palace and a good master in the minds of many court ladies and eunuchs.

So many things in this palace can't be hidden from her.

Zhao Shuwei didn’t know how Zhao Zhengrong got the eyeliner in his palace to find Princess Zhao Shumin, and how Zhao Zhengrong made Zhao Shumin interested in the Xie girl, but Zhao Shuwei could roughly guess the purpose of the letter king. .

And it just so happened that she had the same idea.

So when Zhao Shumin, Princess Lan, mentioned this matter to her, she agreed.

"But please don't worry, Master Wei. Brother Sanhuang now only treats himself as a miscalculation and has no more doubts." Zhao Shu thought a thousand times, and when facing Wei Yun's cold and gloomy eyes, she was still calm. Yun Qing said, "Even if Master Wei came here instead of Qi Ji, I would have my own way to cover this matter for you, the King of Letters."

"What is the purpose of the princess?"

Wei Yun had hardly discovered before that this princess He Yu had such deep thoughts.

Perhaps she was even more unfathomable than he thought.

When Zhao Shuwei heard Wei Yun's words, there was a soft smile on her lips, and when those phoenix eyes looked at Wei Yun, it was also a little more meaningful.

"What do you think?"

She stared at him steadily, "Nowadays, there are many rumors in the market that adults are wolfish ambitions, and they are indeed the first treacherous minister in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but I remember that the adults broke through the army and solved my father’s trap In the Siege of Longjun, afterwards, he personally checked corruption and recovered the relief funds used to help tens of thousands of refugees in the east of the river."

"Therefore, there are a lot of political enemies in the middle of Korea."

In Zhao Shuwei's impression, what kind of person should Guo Shi Wei Yun be?

Almost everyone who died in his hands was never innocent, and his methods have always been decisive and vicious, and frightening.

If he was really a traitor, then many people who died in his hands would not even have a chance to live with their families.

Who doesn't understand the truth of cutting grass and roots?

But Wei Yun dismissed it.

In the past few years as a national teacher, he has experienced countless assassinations. Many of them are the families of those who died in his hands to seek revenge, or to fight between the party and government in the court.

But he always goes his own way.

But even if he is not a traitorous official, it does not mean that he is a loyal and good official who is loyal to Emperor Qihe.

He was the only person Zhao Shuwei could not understand over the years.

And this young national teacher is not only resourceful, but also has amazing talents in poetry, writing and painting, and is the best in the world.

However, in the past few years, compared with his extraordinary talents, even the previous deeds of recovering the disaster relief funds, and even saving the holy car, the only thing the world remembers is the status of the national teacher given to him by Emperor Qihe.

A sacred master who made a fool of himself and led the emperor to cultivate the so-called longevity immortal way.

It was the traitor they feared and secretly spurned.

But Zhao Shuwei always remembered.

"I also remember that when the adults entered the world, when the "Tong Chen Fu" was circulated in Yingdujing, when it was discussed by scholars and critics."

Zhao Shuwei paused for a moment, as if suddenly feeling more in her heart, she pulled her lips, "The world has forgotten your "Tongchen Fu", but I don't have one."

When she said this, some of her thoughts were vaguely revealed in her words.

This is enough to make Wei Yun understand her mind.

So Wei Yun frowned, just about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhao Shuwei, "I do appreciate the adults."

She said such a straightforward sentence, but it was not like a princess who was gentle and courteous and polite.

"So I also want to know what kind of existence Miss Xie is in the hearts of adults. This is indeed my selfishness."

"Even if the adult did not come that day, the appearance of Qi Ji can already explain that the girl Xie is not just your cousin."

Zhao Shuwei looked at the young national teacher in front of him, with a bitter smile on his lips, "The adults should also know that my father has intended to make me and King Yi Dan married."

"This is the fate he arranged for me, but I can't accept it calmly."

What if she is expensive as a princess?

She was born unloved by her father, so she can only be a small drop in the deep palace.

But she never wanted to admit her fate, as a chess piece in the hands of the emperor to use or discard at any time.

Such a stupid and cruel father who has no affection for her, why should she trade herself for the stability of the territory for him and for his great Zhou?

Zhao Shu smiled, "I thought, I was able to stop this, I'm afraid it's only you..."

Had it not been for the imminent marriage, Zhao Shuwei did not want to do it either.

She even considered telling everything to Wei Yun, even if she was sincere in exchange for a deal.

"But now, I have changed my mind."

Zhao Shu shook his head slightly and sighed lightly.

The reason why appreciation is appreciation is that it is so much worse than admiration.

That's an emotion that can definitely stop at courtesy and withdraw in time.

She, Zhao Shuwei, has always been a rational and calm person, and will never do anything to force her.

So at this moment, she looked decent enough and calm enough.

She is a golden princess, and she has a kind of pride in her bones.

Or she was born so that she would not bow her head easily.

"That girl Xie looks like a very good girl,"

Zhao Shuwei seemed to suddenly think of the girl in the veil on the promenade of the Plum Garden that day, and remembered her clear apricot eyes, "My lord, your vision... is very good."

She and Wei Yun are alike in a sense.

They are all people walking alone in such a treacherous situation. Whether it is him or her, their hands are already stained with blood that cannot be washed away.

The same is true, yearning for power.

And two people who are too alike may not be suitable at all.

"I will keep your secrets for your lord,"

The secret in Zhao Shuwei's mouth was the girl Xie.

In the end, she looked at the deep night and said, "But I hope the adults understand that I, like the prince and the king of faith, are in the blood of the heavens. What they can do, I can do the same."

Wei Yun looked at Zhao Shuwei's leaving figure, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression was dull like thick ink flowing in the pupils of those eyes.

It was also at this moment that he just discovered that

It turns out that this princess Heyu, who has always been invisible, has such ambitions as a woman.

One night passed, and when the sky was blue, it began to rain.

Wei Yun didn't need to go to court today, and Wei Jing didn't call him.

But he was still awakened by the sound of rain outside the window.

In the dimness, just before opening his eyes, Wei Yun heard the fine and crisp ringing of the astrolabe turning.

"Wei Yun Wei Yun!! You hurry up and put the incense on it!!"

Then he heard the girl's anxious voice.

Wei Yun tilted his head and picked up the copper pendant with pale golden light, and saw the girl in the light curtain looking like she was about to cry.

He frowned, and immediately sat up, leaning against the bedpost, and his voice was obviously hoarse when he spoke, "What's the matter?"

"Hurry up and put on the incense! Hurry up!" Xie Tao urged him while pulling the shoulder strap of the schoolbag over his shoulder.

"..."

Wei Yun couldn't, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

When he lit the gold powder in the incense burner, and the girl's figure gradually appeared in the thick fog, he was hugged by her for a while.

"Wei Yun! Help me! Please..." the girl said sullenly, lying in his arms.

"...What the **** is going on?"

Wei Yun reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"You know……"

Xie Tao hesitated when she talked about this, her fingers began to knead his sleeves.

"I'm going to start school the day after tomorrow."

She looked at him pitifully, "But I found a terrible thing."

Wei Yun's instinct told him that this might be a bad thing. He frowned, "What?"

"My winter homework is not finished!"

Xie Tao was pinched by him with a pitiful appearance, "The most terrifying thing is that I still have three compositions that I haven't written!"

"...So?" Wei Yun's eyebrows beat.

There is a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, he was hugged tightly by the girl again, and looked at him with that kind of pitiful look like a small animal, "So, so can you help me write an essay?"

"Please Wei Yun! Will you help me write an essay?"

"Save Taotao!! Boyfriend!"

"..." Wei Yun only felt a faint pain in his temples.

In the end, he squeezed her face expressionlessly, stared at her with his two-way faint eyes, and said every word, "Dreaming, dreaming."