Wanjin Lady

The old lady said, "I don't know who the third branch of the Yuan family offended. The fifth and sixth sons of the Yuan family both died tragically. Speaking of which, Yuan Wulang was trained by the old lady as her successor. Now that the Yuan family is facing a period of transition, I'm sure Xiuwen's mother must be very worried."

Wen Weiming listened and realized belatedly that Yuan Jia Wulang was dead!
He pondered this matter silently, but it was not convenient for him to ask directly at the table. After the banquet was over and the Yao couple left, Wen Weiming was about to find Wen Wan to ask for clarification, but when he turned around, he found that the girl had disappeared again.

Liu Yiyi said, "The eldest lady has gone out! She said she was going out to do something. Master, don't worry, Master Tu is following her!"

There were leftovers in the yard, and the tables and chairs had not been cleared away. A dim lamp was flickering, and Wen Weiming suddenly heard Zhu Wang's voice.

"Oh, Brother Wen! You've suffered!"

After not seeing each other for a long time, Zhu Wang had become fatter, and his belly bounced up and down when he ran. He rushed into Wen Weiming's arms like a firecracker and hugged Wen Weiming in his arms, "Brother Wen, you've suffered a lot! I heard that your niece went to pick you up this morning, and I thought it would be inconvenient for you to disturb me because you had a lot of things to do at home in the afternoon, so... I came to see you in the evening..."

Zhu Wang felt like there was nowhere to stand in the yard. "Oh, are you getting ready to leave?"

Wen Weiming heard from Liu Yiyi that Zhu Wang also came to Bozhou. Although it was to prevent this fence-sitter from doing harm to Mei Qing, Zhu Wang not only did not cause trouble for Wen Wan these days, but also contributed his efforts. Wen Weiming changed his opinion of the pig spirit.

When he thought of Wen Yue's family who were hiding far away from them, Wen Weiming's gratitude to Zhu Wang became even more sincere.

A friend in need is a friend indeed!

If true feelings aren't revealed in times of adversity, then beating him will make him reveal them!

Well, Wenwan’s logic is correct!
Wen Weiming had just coaxed Zhao Zhao to sleep. The two little ones were incredibly cute, delicate and delicate. Wen Weiming was patient, having spent the entire afternoon playing with his two older grandchildren. His face was still flushed, and he was even more patient with the pig spirit. "Well, Wen Wan said she has some things to do in Ping County, so she needs to get back as soon as possible. I guess she'll leave tomorrow."

"Oh, now that my niece has spoken, I have to go back and pack my things. Let's leave together tomorrow."

Wen Weiming was puzzled as to why this pig demon followed Wen Wan's lead, but then he remembered that Liu Yiyi had only vaguely explained what happened after Wen Wan came to Bozhou in prison. This pig demon was very eloquent and must know all the twists and turns in the details. "Old Zhu, please tell me how my daughter investigated the case after arriving in Bozhou, and who was the mastermind behind it..."

The pig spirit chuckled twice and walked into the house. "In that case, brother, why don't you put out your Ruiguo syrup? Let's drink and chat together!"

Wen Weiming and the pig spirit chatted like brothers.

Wen Wan took Mr. Tu out.

Unexpectedly, his luck was not good, and as soon as he went out, he ran into Wei Zheng and Zhao Henghou and their followers.

At this moment, the moon is on the branches of the trees, and the streets are deserted, looking bleak and deserted, with only a full moon in the sky.

Wei Zheng's face suddenly appeared in the moonlight and gradually approached. Wen Wan was startled and thought to herself, didn't this guy say he couldn't come? Why did he come after the banquet was over?
"Junior Sister Wen...where are you going?"

Wei Zheng's eyes fell on Wen Wan, who was dressed neatly in a narrow waist and cuffs. He then looked at the burly man behind her...who seemed to be called Master Tu, but whose gaze was erratic. He frowned, "Didn't you say you would treat me and the teacher to dinner tonight? Why did the host leave first?"

Wen Wan spread her hands and said, "My Lord, you said you were busy with official duties and didn't have time to come. Now that the banquet is over, I plan to walk around and digest the food."

Digestion?

This young lady really lies without thinking.

She tied up her hair neatly and took Mr. Tu out on such a night. Was she going to digest food or to kill someone?
"It just so happens that Master Wen has been released from prison safely today, so I should go and pay him a visit. Oh, and I also brought longevity locks for the two children this time. Since I'm here, I'll go sit in Junior Sister's Courtyard for a while."

Seeing Wen Wan didn't move, Wei Zheng raised an eyebrow, "Junior Sister Wen doesn't welcome me?"

Wen Wan reluctantly made an excuse, "My father and I are going back to Ping County tomorrow. The servants are packing their luggage right now, so there's no room to move in the courtyard. I'm afraid I'll neglect the Marquis."

But the longevity lock must be made of gold and silver, right? Given Wei Zheng's wealth, this longevity lock should be worth a lot of money. Hmm, I'll save it all for Zhao Zhao's dowry!

Wen Wan's smile was impeccable, and her tone sounded sincere and considerate. "You can leave the longevity lock to me. I would like to thank you on behalf of my two children. Your Majesty has a lot of official duties, so please go back and rest early."

Wei Zheng's beautiful eyes formed a sharp arc.

Well, he heard it.

Junior Sister Wen only wants the longevity lock and doesn't want him to come to her house.

"Alright." Wei Zheng waved his hand, signaling Zhao Heng to go inside with the long life lock. "Let Zhao Heng take it. I won't go in and disturb Old Master Wen. We will meet again if we are destined to."

When Mr. Tu heard the name "Zhao Heng", he felt uncomfortable all over.

When he looked at the tall and strong man, who was almost the same height as himself and had a simple and honest face, Mr. Tu felt even more uncomfortable!
What a sinful debt!

The son-in-law must have taken Zhao Heng’s pass in the first place!
Wen Wan bowed slightly, a smile on her face expressionless. "Thank you very much, Marquis. I have caused you a lot of trouble these days, but thanks to your care, I was able to reunite with my father smoothly. I will never forget this kindness. If you have any errands in the future, I will be happy to serve you."

But you'd better not send it!
"Junior Sister Wen, you're welcome. You've become a widow at such a young age, living alone with two children. As your senior brother... I should take good care of you."

Wen Wan always felt that there was a hint of irony in Wei Zheng's words.

She was speechless for a moment, pursed her lips, smiled awkwardly, and then waited silently for Wei Zheng to leave.

But Wei Zheng stared at her, his dark sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, "Junior sister, don't you want to go for a walk to digest your food? Let's go, I just happen to have something to tell you."

Wen Wan: ...

This person must have done this on purpose!
Wen Wan had no choice but to step forward and walk side by side with Wei Zheng.

The nights in Bozhou were tranquil, the moonlight shining like silver. With no curfew, there were still pedestrians returning home late at night. The city boasted a well-developed water system, with a moat running through it. Willow trees grew densely along the riverbanks, and young couples occasionally walked hand in hand under the green shade.

After a moment, Wen Wan finally couldn't help herself, "Didn't the Marquis say he had something to tell me?"

Wei Zheng smiled innocently, "Really? Junior Sister interrupted me and I couldn't remember."

Wen Wan was furious!
She had always known that the figure had some bad tastes, but when she became the one being teased, one could imagine how it felt.

Wen Wan bowed, "Since the Marquis has forgotten, let's talk about it later when we remember it."

"You're leaving Bozhou tomorrow. Even if I remember... how can I tell you? Just be patient... I'll remember soon."

Wen Wan: ...

"How about you take your time to think about it, my Lord?" Wen Wan tried to find an excuse to get out of the situation. "If you remember something, just send someone to let me know tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Wen Wan turned around and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. (End of Chapter)