The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

Wei Lan's words caused Huan Heng to tremble.

Her hand fell on his head, as if in the past, looking at him condescendingly.

He wanted to catch her so much, he wanted to hold her hand in his hand, but there seemed to be a ditch between the palm of his hand and him. He didn't want to cry in front of her, nor did he want to face her like a child, but he couldn't help but his eyes were red under her hands.

Just such an action made him feel that the whole person was hurting.

This person no longer belongs to him.

Or in other words, this person has never belonged to him.

She almost took his hand once, and he was almost able to hold her once. When he looked back on the past and walked along the way she had walked, he knew that this person had a moment when he was close to him.

It was not that she had not stretched out her hand, but was pushed out hastily by that naive, weak, and unable to see the surrounding herself, in such a sad way.

He couldn't blame anyone, so at the moment she stretched out her hand, she couldn't bear it anymore. She grasped the other's hand, buried that face in the warm palm, and howled.

"Alan...Alan..."

He called her name, but couldn't say anything.

She will not forgive him, nor will she let him go north again.

Wei Lan quietly looked at the crying young man in front of him, feeling a little bit sad.

From the age of twelve to the weak crown of the present, this person has always been a brother in love, even if there is such a little thought in the middle, after cutting off those thoughts, it seems to be a favorite and a habit. Pity, can't give up.

No one will have too much resentment against a child, not to mention that there is no resentment between them...

When she was young, she looked at his handsome face and fantasized about what he would look like when he grows up. She thought he should be an energetic general, and he should come and go, handsome and unparalleled. You should be presumptuous and take whatever you want. The heart is like the clear stream of Chenghu Lake, and the eyes are like the sun, moon and stars. It's very different from these politicians who play with power and can't bear it.

No matter how old he is, he can be like a teenager, smiling and shouting, Alan.

But when he really grew up, he really became a handsome and unparalleled youth as she thought, but he could no longer be as pure and innocent as a young man. He knelt in front of her, holding her hand as if holding the last redemption, and howling.

Wei Lan felt painful in her heart, as if she had been looking at a treasure that was carefully wiped, and was shattered by this world.

She sighed, "Aheng, don't be sad."

"You are already the Marshal of the Soldiers of the World, crying like this is to be laughed at."

"Just a while..." Huan Heng said hoarsely, "Alan, just a while..."

"Alan, the north will be stabilized. I will be a responsible and responsible man like you told me back then. I will tie the north to me, and I will tie my family and my family to On me. I have no waywardness and no excuse."

"I will calm the north, and hold the commander's seal firmly in my hand."

"You did a good job." Wei Lan's eyes were pitying. This was not the path she wanted Huan Heng to take, but he chose this one, or was forced to follow this path. No hesitation.

"Alan, don't talk." Huan Heng raised his head and stared at Wei Lan: "Let me finish."

"You have left the north for these years, I have walked all the roads you have walked, I have been to all the places you have been, and I have asked all the people who have talked with you. I have searched all your traces. Where it can be done."

"I know I didn't do it right back then..."

"I know that I am too weak, too naive, and too reckless. But I have been trying desperately to think that you always love me. Alan, a person like you, looks at the graceful and unrestrained, but in my bones I recognize a person, just Thinking of staying with him. I thought you would wait for me. I thought I calmed down the north. I grew up as the person you expected. I endured all the pain you have suffered. I made up for all your pain. Sooner or later One day, you will come back to me."

"But Alan," Huan Heng raised his head and stared at the person in the curtain: "No matter what I do, you won't be back, will you?"

"Yes."

Huan Heng laughed bitterly, and then said, "You love Xie Zichen, don't you?"

"Yes."

Words are like swords without any hesitation.

Huan Heng closed her eyes, squeezed her hand, and said hoarsely: "Then do you still love me?"

"A Heng," Wei Lan said calmly: "It can be divided into two halves without any emotion."

She loves Xie Zichen, how can she love others?

Huan Heng felt as if he had been pressed into the water and couldn't breathe. His entire chest was about to explode, and he couldn't help but squat his body.

But he can't stop. He is not the boy who only knew to escape back then. He has to move forward. He has to force himself to see everything clearly, to force himself, even if he is stepping on the road full of thorns. Go ahead.

"Then, Alan," he said with difficulty, "I have walked all the roads you have traveled. I have tasted all the bitterness you have tasted. You abandon everything and send me home to the north. I ignore the chaos in the north. I have traded with the emperor to send you back south; you have protected me on the wings for four years regardless of life and death, and I have used the north as a shield to protect you from your official journey. Now your Wei family can be directly promoted to first-class without a state army. Aristocratic family, then I will send you Jingzhou."

As he said, he looked straight at Wei Lan, saying every word, as if he had opened his own heart, and slowly said, "Is it clear between you and me?"

Wei Lan didn't speak, she felt severe pain in her heart.

She lowered her eyes and slowly said, "Are you going to clean up with me?"

"Yes." Huan Heng shook her hand, feeling that the person's temperature gave him tremendous strength.

"Alan, between you and me, you should not deceive yourself. I am not your brother. I was not in the past, I am not now, nor will I be in the future. I have always only thought about you, love between men and women. Putting aside these, it's just politicians on each side. If you need to cooperate, you and I will join forces, just as before. If you need to confront..."

Huan Heng felt that he was forcing every word to come out, exhausting all his energy.

He came from the north, and he was exhausted day and night.

He thought he was in time, and he thought he could stop her. But when he forced himself to wait for dawn outside the door, when he felt the heart-piercing pain that Wei Lan felt back then, he understood that he couldn't make it.

On that night that year, Wei Lan had not had time for that night, and he was already a lifetime late.

Wrong once, that is, wrong for a lifetime.

So he understood why it was Xie Zichen in the end.

Because this person knows everyone's weaknesses too well, this person knows that he doesn't need to intervene too much, he just needs to wait and wait silently, and when that person is embarrassed, he will come by a boat and take her back.

After she has gone through the red dust, she will naturally come to him.

If he understood this earlier...if he understood it earlier...

Huanheng forced himself not to think about these ifs. He tensed his body and heard the person above helplessly say: "If you need to confront, what do you do?"

"Naturally," he faltered, "whatever it is."

Wei Lan didn't speak, she looked down with a smile.

When she was in her twenties, she viewed the world in this way. I thought everything could be clear. I thought that as long as I said to the other party, everything would be over.

When she was in her forties, she understood how naive such an idea was.

The reason why people are humans is that they have emotions that cover up and change. These emotions are like transparent silk threads that wrap around every inch of the world. People are never machines. Feelings are cut and cut, and feelings are cut.

She knows, so she won't make this hurtful promise.

"Aheng," she finally said, "you are still too young after all."

"I'm not!" Huan Heng yelled, suddenly let go of her hand, and said angrily: "Wei Lan, you can see clearly, I'm about to reach the age of a weak crown. I am the head of the Huan family, a three northern state. The commander of the six hundred thousand army, I am no longer the boy who followed you back then!"

"You don't want it anymore," his eyes flushed, making his words especially weak: "You don't want it anymore, say something like this."

He likes people saying he is too young, and he hates the description of "young" too much.

This description always reminded him how he lost his most important things.

However, he had to admit that every time Wei Lan mentioned this incident, it foreshadows how naive he has done.

She has been teaching him slowly throughout her life.

He wants to catch up with her. He always hopes to become the Huan Heng that she really expects in her heart, but every time he thinks he does it, the other party will sigh leisurely-A Heng, you are still too young.

So what is he doing right?

How could he be like her and Xie Zichen, no longer sighed by her to say this sentence.

He wanted to open the curtains, he wanted to scream out these words. But he was afraid that she would find her embarrassed mind, so cautiously, following her footsteps.

He clenched his fist and stood aside, but Wei Lan seemed to read his thoughts and slowly said: "A Heng, everyone grows up to go through a long time. Lost, possessed, polished, you Just remember, no matter how smart people are, they are just human beings."

"Can't resist desire, can't hide darkness, have feelings, will be sad, even if it is crying, there is nothing embarrassing or difficult to face. Aheng,"

She lifted the curtain, revealing that beautiful face.

After three years of absence, her eyebrows have become more and more refined like a woman, but her life of sparse and open air gives her an amazing beauty mixed between men and women.

She stared at Huan Heng, who now looks like an adult man, with strong and handsome lines, deep eyebrows, and three-dimensional features, fully expressing his youthful beauty.

He stared at her in a daze, feeling his heart moved. He listened to her slowly saying: "Go with your heart. When you have walked all the way, you will naturally understand where you should go. Before that, I No matter how much truth is said to you, you will not understand."

"How many words can't be as good as walking the road yourself."

"Then what if I hurt you?"

He said bitterly, and Wei Lan smiled: "If this is really your way, this is inevitable. Did I tell you not to hurt me, you won't?"

"A Heng, the choice everyone makes is his own choice. Only after he is hurt will he really understand that he is wrong. I have told you so many times back then, only when he meets love People can do those things. Have you heard of me again?"

"Now that you regret it, it's only because you completely lost me after you made a decision to stay with Tang Mo and imprison me at will. That's why you feel that you have done something wrong."

"A Heng," Wei Lan chuckled, "Some people are destined to be unable to own them. Sooner or later, you will eventually let go."

Huan Heng did not speak, he almost greedily watched the faces of the people in front of him. After a long time, he finally closed his eyes.

No matter how reluctant, there is finally time to go back.

"Alan, if what you said is really right, then you follow your path and I follow my path. Jingzhou gives you, you and I are not in debt, I will give you three years."

"Three years later," he coldly opened his eyes: "Alan, I will never show any affection."

Wei Lan didn't know what to say for a while, Xie Zichen walked in pinching Shichen, with his hands folded between his sleeves, with a romantic mood.

He looked up and down Huan Heng and said indifferently: "Done?"

Without waiting for Huanheng to speak, Xie Zichen simply said: "Hurry up when you are finished, this is my house."

Huan Heng turned around and left. Originally, he didn't want to give Xie Zichen a chance to say this. Who knew Xie Zichen's mouth was too quick.

When Huan Heng walked out, Wei Hua turned his head and smiled at Wei Lan, and said, "Congratulations."

After leaving a letter, he chased Huan Heng up.

After the two left, the frost in Xie Zichen's eyes instantly melted. He sat on the edge of the bed, made Wei Lan lean on him like a boneless body, and beckoned with others to get Wei Hua's letter up.

"Does it still hurt?" Xie Zichen asked mildly, and Wei Lan lay lazily on him, feeling that the human-shaped pillow was extraordinarily comfortable: "It doesn't hurt too much, but it's not easy to take a break, I am lazy."

Xie Zichen opened the letter and handed it to her, combing her soft hair, and gently said: "Teach Huanheng a lesson?"

"How can I teach him?" Wei Lan said nonchalantly: "He is in my heart. After all, he is just a child."

"Are you sad?" Xie Zichen's tone was gentle. Wei Lan didn't hear any dissatisfaction. She scanned the letter and asked casually: "What is sad?"

"Are you sad when you were in the north?"

Wei Lan didn't speak, she remembered that night.

How can it not be sad?

It's just that she is different from Huan Heng. She is getting older and used to be patient and doesn't like to put all the sadness and joy on her face.

So she just stood at the door, let Xiaoyu soak her clothes, and then smiled slightly when the man opened the door and turned to leave. Then I can't afford to be seriously ill, that's all.

"In fact, sometimes I think," Wei Lan said slowly: "If I meet him at the right time, maybe it won't matter."

Dang Huanheng has also experienced the vicissitudes of life, and Dang Huanheng, like she and Xie Zichen, met her at an age that had long been polished, and maybe it was nothing.

Xie Zichen chuckled and said gently, "Even if you meet at the right time, you won't be together."

"Why?" Wei Lan was a little curious. When she looked up, she saw the smiling eyes of the person above her head: "Because, there is still me."

"I'm here, how can I keep you together?"

Wei Lan knew that he was telling the truth, Xie Zichen, who he fancyed, was unscrupulous. It's just a matter of watching people order food. For him, Huan Heng didn't need to intervene, so he didn't intervene.

Wei Lan sighed: "You should also be thankful. If it weren't for Huan Heng, someone who needs your intervention, maybe you and I won't be together."

Xie Zichen interfered in her feelings, can she tolerate it again?

Xie Zichen lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose, bit her lip, and muttered: "No, what do I do, don't I think about what you would think first?"

"I have always followed your wishes?"

Wei Lan didn't say a word. He lowered his head and kissed him. He put his hand into his clothes, and the maids hurriedly stepped back and closed the door.

The two newly married Yan'er were just getting interesting, but Wei Lan was nothing. At least a few people had kissed in the previous life, but Xie Zichen had never been close to a woman. Everything came from Wei Lan. Nowadays, he is getting more and more clingy, wishing to stay on.

There were few people on the outskirts of the city, and the two had agreed with their parents that there would be no such rules, so as soon as Huan Heng left, the two had no time to rest.

Bedroom, study, lobby, courtyard...

Wei Lan has always been a person who likes to pursue fun, and Xie Zichen is also good at it, so the two people have been chaotically until the end of the holiday and return to the court, only to have a break.

The court knew that Xie Zichen had married secretly. For this pair of dog men and men to join the court, everyone said-hot eyes, extremely hot eyes.

There were also some people who were not able to accept the bizarre behavior of the two, and secretly belittled them behind.

Xie Zichen heard the rumors that he was the rabbit father raised by Wei Lan and was pressed by Wei Lan. There was a fire in the study.

Wei Lan casually said: "They are all villains, but you just said that you have broken your sleeves. Why are you so angry? If you are really angry, you are just such a Grade 6 official. If it is abolished, it is abolished. Why do you get angry?"

"I'm not angry that he said that I have broken sleeves," Xie Zichen said angrily: "Who depends on you to raise it?!"

"puff……"

Wei Lan couldn't help laughing, raising her eyes and saying, "I think he said quite well. How about I raise you?"

Xie Zichen glanced at her obliquely, dissatisfaction in her beautiful eyes. But she didn't know what was going on, Wei Lan felt that she glanced so sideways, and it made her feel that she was being fiddled with and itchy.

She smiled and waved to Xie Zichen. Xie Zichen was a little confused, but he walked over: "What's the matter?"

"Zichen," Wei Lan sighed, "I have a place that hurts a bit."

"Where does it hurt?" Xie Zichen frowned and said immediately: "I'll call Da..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled onto the couch by the man, rolled over and pressed on him, holding his hand on his chest, and laughed in a muted voice: "It hurts here. Zichen come to help?"

Xie Zichen was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted. He smiled calmly, lying on the bed with one hand behind his head, and smilingly looked at Wei Lan and said: "It just so happens that there is a pain underneath."

The two were very shameless, accepting various insults and glances on the court. But it didn't take long for everyone to discover that those who cursed were either sent to the countryside to take up positions or were found out, and the person standing at the top of the hall stood with a smile every day, without being disturbed by words. The show of affection, affection, has no effect.

So everyone realized that the problem was not right, until one day someone bitten with Xie Zichen and shouted angrily: "Xie Zichen, you father rabbit, you are embarrassed with Wei Lan! You think Wei Lan is disguised as a woman You become a pro, don’t others know what’s going on in private!"

Xie Zichen smiled coldly when he heard the words, but said: "You said that I was married to Wei, so dare you still say that I am Lord Rabbit?!"

The direction of this rebuttal is a bit wrong...

Everyone thinks so.

After a while, Wei Lan slowly said: "Your Majesty, this lord is guilty of hypocrisy and slander the second-rank court officials in such a random manner. Your Majesty thinks, just forget it?"

Su Bai Youyou opened his eyes.

Xie Zichen and Wei Lan joined forces, and no one could stop it. Now Huan Heng's letter changed the governor of Jingzhou to Wei Xiong, clearly giving Jingzhou to the Wei family. Deciding whether an aristocratic family is a first-class family is whether it can control a state capital and own an army. Now Wei Lan is not only relying on Huanheng, but also sitting on the actual control of Qingjing and Jingzhou. After joining hands with Xie Zichen, there is no room for Su Bai to put his beak.

So Su Bai waved his hand and said indifferently: "Drag it down, the stick is one hundred."

As he said, Su Bai raised his head and glanced at the courtiers: "If there are any more random discussions about important courtiers in the future, they will be dealt with accordingly."

The scolding official was taken aback for a moment. After a while, he burst into laughter and cried out: "There is no virtue in the sky, let this traitorous official confuse Chaogang! Where is the Lord! Where is the law of heaven!"

The man cried and was dragged down, and the sound of stick blame came from outside.

Xie Zichen frowned, but Wei Lan was unhurried. The court was quiet, and everyone was afraid to speak.

Soon after, the guards came in and said with some worry: "Your Majesty... beat... killed..."

Su Bai showed a surprised expression, then showed sorrow, and said helplessly: "Just... this way."

Xie Zichen looked at Wei Lan with some worry, but Wei Lan smiled and said: "Your Majesty, now that the matter is over, Wei Chen would like to ask, how did your Majesty think about it when Wei Chen played a reform before?"

Su Bai's complexion changed. Wei Lan and Xie Zichen had been talking about the reform for a long time. Everyone was arguing, and the arguing was almost the same. When Wei Lan was about to speak, he heard Xie Zichen say: "Your Majesty, the minister has recently heard what the ministers said, it is very reasonable. After the integration, a new plan has been drawn up. I hope your majesty will look at it."

Wei Lan was robbed of her words, frowned and looked at Xie Zichen, but saw Xie Zichen's expression indifferent, as if she didn't know what she had said.

After handing the folds, everyone clamored for a while and went down.

Wei Lan and Xie Zichen went home together. Wei Lan smiled, but the smile was not in sight: "Why, Master Xie is so anxious to grab credit?"

Xie Zichen didn't say a word, he raised his hand, let Wei Lan ride the carriage in his hand, and cast his eyes down and said: "You don't have to arouse me, I will not let you get ahead of this kind of reform."

Wei Lan was stunned, then turned to look at him.

It is the spring moon, the apricot blossoms in the palace are full, and the wind mixed with apricot blossoms drifts down, falling on the young man in the purple official gown behind him.

His handsome face was full of determination, and when Wei Lan looked at him in surprise, he smiled lightly.

"How can I be willing to put you in danger?"

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【Interview·Xie Zichen】

Mo Shubai: "Zichen, what did it feel like the first time?"

Xie Zichen: "Not so good..."

Mo Shubai: "Why? Because of the second shot?"

Huan Heng: "Hahahaha, you shoot in seconds hahahahaha..."

Sioux City: "Hahahahaha, you shoot in seconds hahahahaha..."

Wang Xi: "Hahahahaha you shoot in seconds hahahaha..."

Xie Zichen (smiling): "Although I shoot in seconds, I am pure. You guys? Haha."

Huan Heng, Su Cheng, and Wang Xi: "Tacked the old iron."