The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

When the voice fell, Wei Lan lowered her head and kissed. The tip of Wei Lan’s tongue was lingering with him, causing Xie Zichen to react immediately. Wei Lan kissed closely. Xie Zichen turned over, pressed Wei Lan, kneaded her, and said from between his lips and teeth: "I Come, you will hurt."

Wei Lan raised her leg to signal her dissatisfaction. Xie Zichen held her slender leg and raised her head, looking down at her with eyes that had already melted into thick ink, and said hoarsely: "Good Alan, eh?"

That um was soft and sexy, making Wei Lan instantly dizzy, losing her armor and abandoning her armor, making her whole body soft.

...

There is no sharp pain as imagined, probably because the foreplay was done too well. Wei Lan only felt that there was such a trivial pain, and then felt a hard object stuffed in, filled with turbulence, that is, rushed in. In an instant, a stream of heat sprayed in.

Wei Lan looked up in shock.

Xie Zichen turned his face hard.

"I'm sorry..." Xie Zichen blushed, feeling ashamed to the extreme: "Too comfortable..."

Wei Lan wanted to laugh, but she was abruptly held back. She lifted up and kissed him, her small tongue licked his lips dexterously, and whispered: "What's wrong with this? Isn't there many times? How did you say it at the beginning?"

She got up and said with a smile: "We are going to work here for a few days and nights. I want to make you want to die and let our servants know what bliss is on earth."

The man's gasp and voice came out completely unconsciously, and the cold tone on weekdays was completely different, with a soft and waxy taste, and the utterance of "Uh...um..." was very natural. Hearing that Wei Lan couldn't help speeding up her movements, she wanted to make the other party make more noises.

Where did Wei Lan see Xie Zichen's appearance like this. Xie Zichen hugged her, only feeling that he was willing to drown in this gentle village.

When Xie Zichen and Wei Lan had fun in time, Wei Hua finally took Huanheng and rushed to Shengjing.

The night wind woke Huan Heng up. Huan Heng lay on his horse and raised his head, and he saw Wei Hua's face.

"Lin Hua?"

"My lord." Wei Hua explained without squinting, "I will send you to Shengjing."

"When is it?"

"Second time."

"How long will it be?"

"Less than half an hour."

Huan Heng did not speak, and the night wind made him feel a little cold. He coagulated from the wound and lay on his horse's back. After a long time, he slowly said, "I'm too late, am I?"

It's time, they probably already have a bridal chamber.

Wei Hua didn't speak, he didn't know what to say.

The cold in Shengjing in winter is different from that in the north. The coldness in the north opens and closes, straight and straight, that is, it comes with the strong wind, like you are pulling your ears, slap and slap over, and you can hold it, then it's all right.

But the cold of Shengjing is different. The cold of Shengjing has always been mixed with invisible water vapor. There is no strong wind or pain, but no matter how much clothes you wear, you will silently climb up your body. Shaking heart.

Just like the people in Shengjing, she never blamed him, even when she left, she walked so tenderly and didn't hurt him half a point, but she could always let him in such a way that seemed unrelated to him. He was too painful to guard against.

No matter how much armor he wears and how much preparation he makes, he can't hold her to use the gentle lingering, slow and slow pain to the bone.

He twitched slightly, Wei Hua glanced at him obliquely, and said indifferently: "My lord, are you still going to Shengjing?"

"Go." Huan Heng gritted his teeth: "I have come, how can I go back without seeing you?"

"My lord," Wei Hua said calmly, "Dare you see her?"

Dare you?

Was it really only for the so-called calming down of the civil strife in the north that I didn't come to see her for three years?

When he was still a teenager, he missed her and went all the way to Shengjing. Now that he is in power, no one can control him. He wants to be alone, so why doesn't he have such courage anymore?

Wei Hua's words fell on his heart, causing him to twitch.

He dared not see her.

No amount of words can conceal the facts of the year.

He failed her first.

"It was the same that year."

He recalled the past leisurely, which made him feel more comfortable: "She came back from Huazhou that night and didn't sleep. She went to find food and grass for me, and I stayed in the city."

"At that time I was very scared and painful. When I was bullied by the Tang family, I was full of satisfaction and wondered why this happened? Why did I leave Alan, I was like a waste, even the Tang family Are you going to step on my face?"

"I am too incompetent, I am too dependent on Alan. Alan will leave me sooner or later, when she leaves me, I will have nothing."

"I can no longer rely on her so much, nor can I be so obsessed with her."

"I'm afraid that I will be shaken. I know my temper too well. I'm afraid that when I see her, I will rub her like a puppy when she speaks. So I married Tang Mo. At that time I thought about it. It's all her, I thought wholeheartedly, if A Lan was a woman. So that she can belong to me alone, and I don't have to worry about her leaving me."

"My lord," Wei Hua couldn't help but say: "Whether Wei Shizi is a woman or not, she can't belong to anyone alone."

"Right..." Huan Heng was a little dazed: "I don't know either."

"She came that night. Tang Nanlou told me that she stood at the door all night."

"Is she sad?"

Huan Heng raised his hand and looked at his palm: "Same as me, are you sad?"

Wei Hua didn't speak. He listened to Huan Heng's description of that year and couldn't help but feel the urge to throw this person off his horse.

"Since we have all come to this point," Wei Hua couldn't help but said, "So what's the point of the Lord now in the past?"

Huan Heng did not speak. After a long time, he slowly said, "Don't go through the pain she has experienced." Huan Heng's eyes were a little dazed: "How dare I go to see her?"

He failed her, but he didn't know how to repay her.

He can only think about walking the path she has traveled and paining all the pain she has experienced. After punishing himself in this way, he will appear in front of her again, and he is qualified to say: "Alan, I'm back."

He closed his eyes, stopped talking, just said: "Go, go and meet her."

Wei Hua didn't say a word, and took him to Beijing with a horse. The two arrived at Xie Zichen's house in the suburbs. They saw the lights and the colorful flowers, and Huanheng's eyes hurt with the bright red happy character.

"You are waiting here." Huanheng told him: "I'll be back in a while."

Wei Hua answered and watched Huanheng climb the wall in. There was no response from the mansion, Wei Hua touched his chin and thought--it's time to remind my sister that the guard is about to change.

But this is no wonder the guards of the Xie Mansion, Huan Heng's martial arts were originally first-class, and hiding from the guards was not a big deal.

He went over the wall to the main courtyard and heard Xie Zichen's voice.

The two seemed to be very fierce, Wei Lan screamed, Xie Zichen seemed to cover her mouth with his hand, making Wei Lan's voice intermittent.

"Don't bark," Xie Zichen muffled his voice: "Scream again and shoot."

Huan Heng froze in place. He clenched his fists and wanted to drew his sword and rushed in.

Wei Lan's voice came vaguely, and her cold and hoarse voice was charming: "Zichen is so beautiful. It is a great blessing to marry Zichen."

Her voice made Huan Heng react instantly, but the words made Huan Heng feel a lot of pain.

He repeatedly told himself, it's okay, what's going on in bed, where is it true.

Alan likes him, it is him that Alan really likes. Back then, Alan abandoned everything and went to the north, and Alan worked so hard to assist him.

Xie Zichen was just a substitute for Alan when he was away. When he made atonement and when Alan forgave him, Alan would return to him.

Is it sad? Is it painful?

It's okay, Alan also came here back then.

Huan Heng breathed, lying on the eaves, listening to the sound inside, his brain buzzed.

He wanted to leave, he didn't want to stay for a moment. Every second seemed to him to be Ling Chi.

However, every time this thought came up, he would remember that Wei Lan was like that that year, standing at the door listening to him and Tang Mo.

There are countless emotions in his chest, he wants to draw his sword, wants to rush down, wants to stop all this.

But no, Wei Lan didn't do this back then, and neither can he.

He had to finish her path and taste the pain she had tasted before he was qualified to appear in front of her again.

But it really hurts.

Huan Heng curled up, covering his chest. Tears fell.

He felt as if he was back in the snow when he was ten years old. The heavy snow made him shiver and his heart was chilling.

But this time no one will come to him again, and no one will wipe the ice and snow from him and walk out of the wind and snow on his back.

His eyes were red, and his cry was suppressed.

The surrounding voices became extremely distant, and he could only hear Xie Zichen's calling.

Because his name is Alan.

This name seemed to be a kind of spell, no matter how hard he tried to isolate it, it could reach his ears and his heart.

The sky finally became clear, the sun fell inch by inch, and the two of them intermittently, finally returning to peace.

Watching the dawn, Huan Heng felt as if he had received a torture and finally came to an end. He staggered to his feet, then jumped back.

Wei Hua waited for Huan Heng at the door. Seeing Huan Heng's eyes red and swollen, he staggered out. He stepped forward and said, "My lord..."

"She won't forgive me."

Huan Heng made a hoarse voice, Wei Hua was stunned, and saw him raising his hand, pressing it on his chest, and looking at Wei Hua with red eyes: "A Hua, it hurts too much."

"grown ups……"

For a moment, Wei Hua seemed to feel that the man in front of him was not the marshal who was all-powerful in the north. It was the little son Wei Lan who had been pestering Wei Lan in the Changxin Hou Mansion. He softened his heart, and said gently: "My lord, go back to the north. Adults still have a long life, and there is still a long way to go."

Huan Heng didn't speak, he looked at Wei Hua blankly. After a long time, he slowly strengthened his expression.

"I do not go."

"I can't go on without Alan's road."

"My lord," Wei Hua frowned, "Jingzhou over..."

"I know," Huan Heng nodded, "When I see her... you let me see her, and I will leave immediately."

Wei Hua pursed his lips. He got married rather hastily, and he was too late to call Wei Lan. But now that Wei Lan is married, he is sensitive and can't come to participate. Now that he has finally come to Shengjing, he must congratulate him. So he thought for a while and said: "Then I will send a post to Wei Xiang, saying that I will congratulate them on their new marriage on behalf of the adults, how about the adults pretending to be the guards below?"

Huan Heng nodded, Wei Hua thought for a while, sighed: "My lord, let's go eat something first."

Huan Heng and Wei Hua went to eat together. After grooming, Huan Heng put on Wei Hua's mask and went to Xie's Mansion with Wei Hua.

Wei Hua generally has double insurance of human skin mask + iron mask. Now that the iron mask was lent to Huanheng, he put his fake face on to deliver the post.

After the post was sent in, it didn't take long for the guard to lead the two in. Wei Hua walked into the lobby and saw Xie Zichen sitting in the first seat.

The wedding night in the bridal chamber, when the gold list is inscribed.

Xie Zichen, who has completed the two great events of his life, did not see half haggard even after working hard all night. Instead, his face was full of peach blossoms and his face was radiant. He wore a lake-blue robe and a jade crown, as if he was the family traveling. The son, sitting neatly behind the case, is telling something with Xie Tong.

Wei Hua went in, bent over towards Xie Zichen, and regarded it as a salute.

Now Huanheng is pretending to be his guard, if he kneels Xie Zichen, Huanheng will naturally kneel too. If Huanheng knelt down Xie Zichen, he would have to remember Xie Zichen's hatred more deeply.

Although it is already deep now.

After all, the hatred of taking his wife is not shared. For Huan Heng, this is the one who robbed his wife.

And Xie Zichen didn't dare to let Wei Hua kneel.

As the eldest brother-in-law, and his wife's favorite eldest brother-in-law, he dared not give Wei Hua a half-face, so as soon as Wei Hua bent over, Xie Zichen hurriedly said, "General Lin does not need to be polite."

"Thanks, Master Xie."

Wei Hua straightened up, Xie Tong led him to sit behind the table and served him tea.

Xie Zichen swept across Huan Heng behind Wei Hua indifferently, his face was flat and said, "General Lin is here to find Wei Xiang?"

"Exactly." Wei Hua said directly: "Everyone in the court knows that although Lord Xie is married, it is Wei Xiang who really got married."

Xie Zichen paused slightly, feeling a little grateful. Fortunately, Wei Lan didn't hear this, otherwise there would be trouble again.

But he was still a little bit happy in his heart, pretending to be calm, and taking a tea ceremony: "Although General Lin is in the north, the news is fast enough. In this way, the news that only exists in the few noble families can also be heard. admire."

Said it was for Wei Hua, but in fact Xie Zichen said it to Huan Heng behind him.

Xie Zichen guessed his identity as soon as he came in from Huanheng. He and Wei Lan got married, and Wei Hua came, so naturally Huanheng also came. According to Huan Heng's temperament, he didn't make any trouble yesterday, so he gave them a great face.

Wei Hua knew that Xie Zichen was talking to Huan Heng, but instead of answering this, he said directly: "Wei Xiangke got up?"

"She's tired," Xie Zichen said in a serious manner, "if you have something, you can tell me, I will pass it on."

Huan Heng clenched his fists, he looked at the indifferent Xie Zichen, if it weren't for Shengjing, he would have drawn his sword long ago.

Why is this person?

He wants to see Wei Lan, why should Xie Zichen stop?

Even if it is a relative, Wei Lan is a man, can he keep her trapped in a house like a wife? !

Huan Heng winked at Wei Hua, and Wei Hua smiled and said, "I'm sorry to thank your lord for letting Wei Xiang decide whether to see it or not."

"If I don't see, then I won't see," Xie Zichen said calmly, but his eyes fell on Huan Heng's face, and he said coldly: "Can't understand human words?"

Looking at Xie Zichen's gaze, Huan Heng knew that he recognized him.

However, Xie Zichen didn't really want to provoke Huan Heng, he just didn't have a way to provoke Wei Hua.

Between Wei Hua and Huanheng, Huanheng is better off.

Xie Zichen and Huan Heng looked at each other coldly. After a while, Huan Heng raised his hand, took the mask off his face, and said coldly: "I want to see Wei Lan."

Xie Zichen leaned on the backrest behind him, propped his chin with his hands, as if he had no bones, and said lazily, "No."

"Xie Zichen," Huan Heng said every word, almost gritted his teeth: "Why do you make decisions for her? What are you?"

"Me?" Xie Zichen smiled: "I am her husband."

After saying this, Xie Zichen finally felt a sense of comfort that he had never had since knowing Wei Lan. He was finally able to say this in an upright manner.

To have status is to have confidence.

Huan Heng was trembling with anger, and pressed his anger and said: "She is a man, why does she have a husband or a husband? Even if she is married, she will have to make a decision about her. When did you make the decision?"

"Well... I'm just gesticulating," Xie Zichen looked at Huan Heng and hooked the corner of his mouth: "So what?"

"Xie Zichen!" Huan Heng's sword was pulled out abruptly, and the guards also pulled out the sword in an instant, while Xie Zichen remained motionless, looking at the opponent quietly, with cold eyes in his eyes.

"Huanheng, don't you know Wei Lan's thoughts about Wei Lan, don't you and I know it well? The people who came to see me after my new marriage wanted me to let me go. You think Xie Zichen is a weak person to deceive?!"

"Huan Heng, ask yourself," Xie Zichen stood up and pointed at the other person angrily: "Just because you have done those things, you still have the face to see her again?! If I went to the north to rescue her, you wanted to detain her. For the rest of my life, do you plan to shoot her to death on the river with one arrow?! How much did she do for you? She protected you from the age of twelve, abandoned your family status and sent you home to the north, and assisted you all the way to help you as the marshal. You, even after you and Tang Mo went out, she still tried her best to teach you. How did you give her back?"

"When she sees you as if treasures want to be together with one heart and one mind, you succumbed to the powerful and married Tang Mo."

"She tried her best to help you want to leave. You actually imprisoned her in a square inch."

"You already have a wife now, even if she is dead, with a child. You know how much she cares about this, do you dare to come and see her?"

"Where did you get your face? Did you put all the walls of Youyun Sixteen City on your face?!"

Huan Heng didn't speak, his face was pale, and he opened his mouth, unable to say anything.

In terms of heart attack, Xie Zichen's dealing with a Huan Heng is simply too pediatric.

He was ashamed of Wei Lan. When he walked here, he had already used a lot of courage. After being scolded by Xie Zichen, the accumulated courage disappeared in an instant.

"I'm sorry..." He trembled, his voice hoarse: "I just... want to see her so much."

He missed that person so much.

He hadn't seen her for three full years, but her face was always as vivid as before, without any fading.

He wants to see that person, wants to hear that person's voice. Even if she knew that she would never forgive him in her life, she still figured out a few more words.

But Xie Zichen's words hurt people like this, as if it was a sharp blade tumbling it. He said with some difficulty: "Tell her...just, you won't say..."

Huan Heng lowered his eyes: "I'm disturbing."

With that said, Huan Heng was about to go out. At this time, Ran Mo walked in and said loudly, "Master Huan stayed!"

Huan Heng was taken aback for a moment, Ran Mo saluted to Huan Heng and then to Wei Hua, and then said, "Master Huan, General Lin, please."

Huan Heng was stunned, Xie Zichen said indifferently: "Not going yet? I'm not as stingy as you think."

"Thank you..." Huan Heng nodded, and then followed Ranmo, walking quickly towards the backyard.

Xie Tong brought tea to Xie Zichen, and Xie Zichen raised his hand to take a sip of tea and frowned.

"My lord," Xie Zichen got married, and Xie Tong followed everyone and called the adults, hesitatingly said: "Aren't you going to see?"

"What's so interesting?" Xie Zichen said with a straight face: "Alan wants to see Wei Hua, what shall I see?"

"So you didn't really let Master Huan go to see Madam..."

Xie Tong suddenly realized that Xie Zichen glanced at Xie Tong quietly: "I am not as generous as you thought."

If it were not for fear that Wei Lan knew that Wei Hua had not met at the door of the house, he would definitely not inform the backyard that Wei Hua and Huan Heng were here...

Seeing Wei Hua alone is too compelling, and I can only see Huanheng together.

Wei Lan was upset last night and felt pain afterwards. She got up early in the morning and rested in bed. Hearing that Wei Hua was coming, he hurriedly got up and lay in bed waiting for the two of them after washing.

Xie's mansion didn't prepare her clothes, so she put on Xie Zichen's robe, tied her hair randomly, leaned on the couch, and quietly waited for the two to come.

After the two entered the house, the maids had planned to set up a screen, and Wei Lan said calmly: "No need." Later, the two directly passed in.

Huan Heng entered the room and heard the incense Wei Lan used to make him want to cry.

Wei Lan was lying on the bed, looking at them through the curtain, vaguely seeing the person behind the curtain.

"I haven't seen him for many years, how well is Jun?"

She saw Huan Heng sitting down with Wei Hua on her knees, and explained: "Meng Lang was a little bit late last night, today's cultivation made them laugh."

Huan Heng and Wei Hua: "..."

Huan Heng's entire face changed, and he said hoarsely: "You don't need to remind me of this."

Wei Lan sighed and said helplessly: "A Heng, can't you get out yet?"

"Where am I going to come out?" Huan Heng raised his eyes and looked at the person behind the curtain, clenched his fists, and said seriously: "Come out of your world or out of the past?"

Wei Lan was silent. After a while, she said quietly: "It's no different."

"A Heng," she stretched out her hand, the plain white slender hand, like a woman, fell on Huan Heng's head: "You will always be my brother."

"I have spent almost ten years on you, Aheng, don't let me down."

"How to be disappointed?"

"When you have other thoughts," Wei Lan's voice was flat, but with cruelty that made people tremble: "This is letting down."