Wishful Things

If there was anyone she wanted to share the good news with most, it must be Wu Chao.

And at this time he happened to come.

She was walking towards him quickly.

Wu Chao, who heard the voice, was startled for a moment, but also quickened his pace.

Under the moonlight, the girl trotted towards him while holding the letter in her hand and holding her skirt, her joy seemed to be soaked in the dimples on Xue's cheeks.

Wu Chao didn't know why she was so happy or even jumping for joy, but seeing her like this, he couldn't help smiling.

But at this time, as far as he could see, he felt as if all the beautiful and splendid things in the world were rushing towards him.

Until the girl came to him, she stretched out her arms and hugged him.

"Wu Chao, my grandfather will be back soon when he's all right!" Xu Mingyi's voice was full of undisguised joy.

It is a very joyful thing to share the joy with the people you like.

"That's good." Wu Chao was hugged by her, and he showed a dazed smile, no wonder she was so happy, it turned out that the Duke saved the day from danger.

This news also made him happy from the bottom of his heart, and his happiness was double, one was because of the news itself, and the other was because the news meant a lot to her.

And now he's thinking...

Should he hug her back too?

Feeling the joy and happiness of the girl in his arms, the boy slowly stretched out his slender and white hands.

When those hands were about to touch the clothes that were stained with the fragrance of roses, they felt that the girl let go of him suddenly, and wanted to show him the letter in her hand: "Look, this is a letter written tomorrow."

She unfolded the letter and handed it to him, and Wu Chao had no choice but to accept it silently—he had lived for nearly nineteen years, and it was rare for him to feel that he was not up to the mark.

But even though she let him go, the two of them were still very close to each other. Sensing her getting closer without warning, Wu Chao unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

And when he said he was reading the letter, he clearly understood every word on the letter, but he couldn't understand what was written and what it meant at all—is there something wrong with his brother-in-law's wording?

Seeing him reading the letter with a smile, Xu Mingyi also smiled and stood beside him until he looked away from the letter paper to look at her, and they looked at each other and smiled again.

"Thank you very much for grandfather's escape from danger this time." Xu Mingyi looked at him with a smile and said.

The boy's slender and beautiful fingers folded the letter paper and stuffed it back into the envelope, with a gentle tone and a faint smile: "It's a matter of duty."

Where is his job?

Xu Mingyi was thankful in her heart, but she didn't say any more. She clearly remembered his kindness.

"By the way, why did you come here at such an hour?" Xu Mingyi took the envelope and asked casually.

"There are some follow-up matters today that need to be cleaned up in time."

Things in the palace are arranged by his aunt, while things outside the palace need him to do.

While speaking, the boy looked towards the direction of the back hall: "Has anyone seen it?"

"I've seen it. I should have just had dinner at this time. Would you like to go see me?"

Wu Chao nodded and took her hand.

Xu Mingyi was slightly taken aback—does this mean that she should go with her?

She didn't take back her hand, and didn't say much, but held his hand instead, and the two went to the back hall together.

Seeing the two people approaching arm in arm, Xiaoqi Shouming and the others tried their best to maintain a calm demeanor.

In the dark room, Qiao Bing was reclining on the head of the bed with his eyes closed, with a lake-blue thin quilt in front of him. Seeing the two of them coming in, he sat up straight and raised his hands in salute.

Wu Chao raised his hand to return the gift, and said straight to the point: "This time I took the risk to save Your Excellency from the palace, because I have an old matter to ask about. And I promised you to your son that what you want is the truth and who is the mastermind, and will never implicate other people, so I also hope that you must tell the truth—"

Qiao Bingying couldn't guess the identity of this extraordinary young man for a while, but he didn't ask any further questions. Anyway, from the looks of it, at least he should be the grandson-in-law of Lord Zhen Guo, so he just nodded and said: "My lord, please tell me..."

Wu Chao looked at him and asked, "Princess Xianyan died prematurely—is there any other story behind this incident?"

Hearing this question, Qiao Bing was not surprised.

I am naturally aware of the evil things I have done, so how can people be surprised when they feel guilty day and night?

I don't know if he didn't dare to look directly into the young man's eyes, he slowly closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes... Back then, I was ordered by the late emperor to take care of the pregnant Princess Xianyan... Later, it was indeed me. They tampered with the concubine's medicinal food, causing her to give birth prematurely, and both mother and child died..."

That's two lives...

Hearing this answer, the young man pursed his thin lips slightly.

He never had the chance to meet his real mother—

But since he found out his identity, he had seen that figure in his dreams several times. Although it was vague, he had never seen her appearance clearly, and she had never opened her mouth, and she just stood there quietly. In the vast mist, but he knew clearly that it was his mother.

It was a wonderful feeling between blood relatives.

But now when he listened to the story of his mother's murder, even though it was only a few words and the narrative was straightforward, it still made him feel a dull pain in his heart, as if he was in it.

No, he had been in it too—

He had personally witnessed what his mother had suffered back then, but he didn't remember it.

Xu Mingyi took advantage of his sleeve to cover his fingers again.

"Instigated by who?" Wu Chao asked this question at this time, almost without any suspense.

"..." Qiao Bing recalled everything back then with difficulty: "At that time, the former emperor passed away, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the king of Yan was still alive and dead in battle... The new emperor threatened me with the lives of my wife and children, and forced me to do it secretly. Let's do this..."

He knew that the latter half of the sentence was even redundant.

For no amount of difficulty could alleviate his sin.

He was too young at the time, even young and vigorous, and because of the sudden incident, he thought he had no choice...

The young man at that time did not know that there are some things in this world that should not be done anyway. Once he did it, he would not be able to escape the condemnation of his conscience until death.

His eyes were flushed, he looked at the empty lower body under the quilt, and said: "Over the years, I have often thought that maybe all of this is the retribution I deserve, and the reincarnation of heaven is just like this..."

"No, what you owe is the concubine Xianyan's mother and son, not the emperor. Even if there is retribution, it shouldn't be down to him. What qualifications does he have to represent the way of heaven?" Xu Mingyi looked at him and said calmly: "You It is an indisputable fact that you owe a life to the Prince Yan's mansion, but the emperor is the instigator, and he also owes you justice—"

All in all, it is the dog emperor who deserves the most retribution.

And the debt owed by Qiao Bing will not be erased because of the torture he has suffered over the years-this kind of torture was not given by the victim.

Thank you Qinghan and Hengyu for your rewards, and thank you for your monthly tickets.

Goodnight, everyone.