Wanjin Lady

Chapter 433 Showing Goodwill
Cheng Yunzhang looked at the young lady in front of him...she was even more beautiful than before.

He seemed to be the only one who had been trapped in the past.

To this day, he still finds it difficult to draw his sword against her.

Cheng Yunzhang's throat rolled, "Otherwise I will go to the government office to submit evidence and tell the world that you are the murderer of my fifth and sixth brothers."

The words were out, and it was impossible to take them back. Cheng Yunzhang closed his eyes in pain, "The city defense map... and this hairpin are your biggest flaws."

"Ah." Wen Wan smiled, lowering her eyes, her heart already tempered and invulnerable. "Brother Xiu Wen, are you here to threaten me?"

"The quota for the imperial wine will be given to the Wen family. My third aunt will also be sent to the nunnery. The Yuan family will no longer fight with the Wen family. Everything..." Cheng Yunzhang paused for a moment. The annoying autumn wind kept pushing into the small study, and the oil lamp on the table flickered. "This is the end."

Wen Wan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Everything... until now.

is it possible?

She and the Yuan family are at war to the death!

"If you agree, I will personally take my aunt to the temple after daybreak."

Wen Wan stared at him, as if trying to get the full picture from his face. "Why do you want me to stop the delegation from filing a complaint?"

"The person who tied the bell must untie it. The crux of the matter lies with you, and you also have the ability to solve it. As long as I grasp this key thread in the tangled mess, all problems will be solved."

Wen Wan understood.

Cheng Yunzhang could also do these things, but he didn't have to.

Is it bad for someone to run errands?
But this condition is too generous—

Wen Wan frowned and asked him, "Why?"

"Why?" Cheng Yunzhang muttered to himself, tilting his head to look at the wind chime hanging in the corner of her wall. On it hung a lantern ball made of bamboo strips. He recognized that it was made by Wen Wan herself during the Lantern Festival. If only time could go back to that time -

The man turned his head, his eyes becoming gentle and painful.

"I've been attracted to you."

The moment I said something that was difficult to talk about, I felt a sense of relief.

In a trance, Cheng Yunzhang recalled the thatched cottage in Ping County where he and Wen Wan hid under the porch on a rainy day, the tit-for-tat argument between Wen Wan and her teacher over an article, and the fox lantern he hadn't had time to give away.

"But I'm always waiting." The man looked at the night sky with a dazed look in his eyes. "I don't even know what I'm waiting for."

"Maybe I just don't have the courage."

He turned his head, took a deep look at Wen Wan, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I'm sorry. I'm afraid that if I don't tell you now, I won't have another chance in the future."

He pointed to his heart and said, "Here, there are no more regrets."

The wind blows silently.

The wild geese pass by without leaving a trace.

Wen Wan's face froze for a moment, and it took her a long time to find her voice. "I don't want to be an enemy of the Yuan family. As long as you can restrain the Jia family."

Cheng Yunzhang smiled softly, "I believe you. You believe me too."

The young lady looked up at him and said, "That's it."

The fight between the Wen and Yuan families ended here.

He, Cheng Yunzhang, and Wen Wan...that's the end of it.

Cheng Yunzhang stood up and said, "That's it."

Then turned around.

Since then, I love Liang Ye without a heart, and let him go down to the west building with a bright moon.

When going downstairs, Cheng Yunzhang happened to meet Wei Zheng.

As their eyes met, Cheng Yunzhang pointed to the cup of milk tea on Wei Zheng's table and laughed at him, "Senior brother, you also love sweets?" Seeing his relaxed expression, Wei Zheng secretly guessed what the two were talking about, but he didn't show it on his face. "The young ladies in the city all love this milk tea. Today, I've finally come to this Red Mansion, so of course I have to try its flavor."

Cheng Yunzhang glanced at Wei Zheng, suddenly moved closer and patted Wei Zheng on the shoulder.

"Brother, you passed by here late at night and waited here specially. I am really touched."

Wei Zheng smiled and said, "Since I am your senior brother, I should take good care of you."

"Brother, if you had looked in the mirror, you would have known that the word 'love' is written all over your face."

"Teacher and Madam Master can tell from your appearance that if you don't restrain yourself, I'm afraid your feelings for Junior Sister Wen will become known to everyone."

Wei Zheng paused, feeling that these words sounded very familiar. It turned out to be the words he used to dissuade Cheng Yunzhang that day.

Unlike Cheng Yunzhang's initial panic and anxiety when his thoughts were discovered, Wei Zheng was very calm and smiled faintly, "If this really becomes known to everyone, I will use this opportunity to force her to submit, how about that?"

Cheng Yunzhang was stunned, then realized that Wei Zheng was joking.

Wei Zheng was very open and honest with Wen Wan.

"Junior sister, do you know what senior brother means?"

Wei Zheng shook his head and laughed at himself, "She doesn't have me in her heart."

Cheng Yunzhang was stunned. Wen Wan even looked down on a person like her senior brother. Could it be that, as she said, she was so deeply in love with her deceased husband that she couldn't control herself?

But it was clearly Sister Wen who left the father and kept the son——

Maybe this was Junior Sister Wen's way of politely refusing?

Cheng Yunzhang looked at Wei Zheng again and always felt that Senior Brother Wei was even more pitiful than himself.

After Cheng Yunzhang left, Zhang Chunhua found that Lord Wei was sitting there alone. When it was closing time, Zhang Chunhua didn't want to go and urge him, so she just left a light on and went to the backyard.

Wei Zheng looked at the glass cup containing milk tea on the table. It was said that Wen Wan had found this cup from his Governor-General's Courtyard, but Wei Zheng had no idea that he had a glass cup before.

So, what did Wen Wan and Cheng Yunzhang talk about?
He should give Wen Wan some time.

He never wanted to force Wen Wan.

So he turned around and went up to the second floor. When he reached the end of the corridor, he saw that the wall that was torn down during the last Women's Day event had been completely rebuilt. It looked the same as before. On the left were oil-paper umbrellas and strangely shaped chairs, which seemed to be called sofas.

Wen Wan always seems to have endless ideas.

Junior Sister Wen...what a strange person.

Wei Zheng didn't knock on the door. He pushed it open and walked in. The autumn wind blew across the papers on the table. One of them rolled to Wei Zheng's feet. He bent down to pick it up. Wen Wan was standing next to the bookshelf and turned around to see him.

Judging from Wenwan's expression, she was very satisfied with this negotiation.

The young lady's eyes and eyebrows were full of joy, and there was a hint of pride.

Although he already knew the result, in order to let the young lady show off, he asked her, "How is it?"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "This year, the brand name of Bozhou Imperial Wine belongs to the Wen Family Winery. From now on, the Jia family will no longer bother me. As long as I help the Yuan family solve the issue of the Jia family setting fire to the courtyard last night."

Wei Zheng suddenly realized, "Junior Brother Xiu Wen is here to reconcile with you."

Wen Wan raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"If Junior Brother Xiuwen had asked any one of us, Teacher, or Prefect Yan about this matter, we would have helped him. But he gave this favor to you, and his desire for peace is evident in his words."

Wen Wan was puzzled, "But he threatened me——"

"Judging by deeds, not intentions. When doing things, it's the end result that counts."

Wen Wan suddenly fell silent.

What looks like a final blow is actually a sign of weakness and goodwill?
Wei Zheng spread the paper in his hand back on the table. "Are you naming the two children?"

"Huh?" Wen Wan hurriedly came back to her senses and saw that the slip of paper in Wei Zheng's hand was exactly the names she had chosen for the two children when she was free. She quickly covered it with a book and said, "Well, the children are grown up now, it's not good to keep calling them by their nicknames."