Her guards

Chapter 208 A Perfect Match
On the hillside behind the National Academy, a spring breeze blows and incense smoke swirls.

Yang Luo held three incense sticks in his hand, gazing towards the direction of Lu County.

Although he persuaded the emperor not to announce Consort Li's crimes and to allow her to be buried as a consort, Yang Luo certainly wouldn't actually keep vigil for her.

“Your mother must be at ease now,” Mo Zheng said softly from the side. “Actually, she’s already at ease knowing you’re alive.”

Yang Luo nodded, stuck the nearly burnt incense stick into the ground, stood up and bowed to Mo Zheng: "In both my past and present lives, it was you, Ah Sheng, who allowed me to live. In this life, you also helped me avenge my mother."

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "It's only right, after all, you saved my life."

Yang Luo looked at her and nodded solemnly: "I will definitely make sure you live a good life too."

When they first didn't know Mo Zheng's true identity, they thought that they should prevent Mo Zheng from becoming a bandit, so that they could change her fate in that life.

Now……

Uncle Hong and the others have all become the secret guards bestowed upon her by His Majesty, so even if Mo Zheng becomes a bandit again, she will have the Emperor issue an edict ordering Mo Zheng to become a bandit by imperial decree!

Mo Zheng nodded with a smile.

Yang Luo's eyes sparkled again.

“Sister Peach Blossom told me this morning that yesterday a private tutor was beaten in the street by his wife, who said he was addicted to gambling and had lost all the family’s money. Coincidentally, this private tutor was in the private school supported by Madam Li.”

"Now everyone on the street is talking about how the private school could hire such a teacher; his character is questionable."

Although it may seem like a small matter, it actually means that the Chai family has begun to take action.

How wonderful! This time, she can witness the person who plotted against her in that lifetime being schemed against by others.

Just as Mo Zheng was about to say something, the birdsong in the mountains and forests was melodious.

somebody is coming.

Mo Zheng squatted down and used a twig to remove the soil and cover the burnt incense.

Wei Jiao stepped forward and sneered, "Don't try to cover it up. I know who killed the Imperial Concubine."

“I’m not trying to cover up my burning incense to worship my mother,” Mo Zheng said. “I’m trying to avoid starting a fire.”

After saying this, he stood up and gave Wei Jiao a slight bow.

Before Wei Jiao could say anything, Yang Luo stepped in front of Mo Zheng.

"Commander of the Guards," she called out, "you'd better avoid any suspicion from our young lady, lest your father falsely accuse her and ruin your reputation."

Wei Jiao sneered: "Now you know to avoid suspicion? Too late."

Mo Zheng stood behind Yang Luo, raising her sleeve to cover her face: "Senior brother, what should we do? I didn't mean to ruin your reputation."

Wei Jiao chuckled twice: "Nonsense, you're doing this on purpose."

Mo Zheng couldn't help but cover her face with her sleeve and laugh, gesturing to Yang Luo: "Asheng, go and see if His Majesty has any instructions."

Yang Luo looked at her with concern: "Miss..."

Mo Zheng waved her hand with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I've already tarnished the Captain's reputation, so I don't care if I tarnish it a few more times."

"What are you saying?" Yang Luo glanced at her helplessly, but said no more. Knowing that Mo Zheng wouldn't suffer any loss in front of Wei Jiao, he agreed and left first.

……

……

Wei Jiao was unaware that Wei Cui's men had suddenly proposed marriage. Upon learning this, he immediately went to Wei Cui's men and demanded a large sum of money.

"If you can't get justice for my innocence, then give me more money as compensation."

Wei Jiao said with great interest, looking at Mo Zheng.

“My father is so thoughtful. He reminded me that you have indeed tarnished my reputation, so you have to give me money.”

So he's here to ask her for money. Mo Zheng shook her head resolutely: "How can money compensate for my senior brother's innocence!"

Wei Jiao raised an eyebrow: "Don't even think about making it up to me with your own money. Wouldn't that make me the one who suffers even more?"

Mo Zheng shook her head again and clicked her tongue twice: "What you're saying, senior brother, is really not as good as what your father said."

"Oh?" Wei Jiao looked at her.

“Your father has such good taste. He ignored so many princesses who came to him before, until I appeared,” Mo Zheng said. “He must have seen that I have the qualities of a princess, but not the title. I am beautiful, talented, and intelligent. I am a rare and perfect match.”

Wei Jiao couldn't help but laugh out loud at the sight of that bastard.

It seems she was quite pleased to hear that he and she were being betrothed.

Wei Jiao's lips curved into a smile.

“That’s right.” He nodded. “My father had a very good eye; he could see the potential in anyone.”

Mo Zheng stepped forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement: "Senior brother, who is more powerful, your father or the Marquis of Yichun?"

What? Is she planning to use Wei Cui to deal with Marquis Yichun again? Wei Jiao smiled lazily.

“Then my father must be more capable,” he said. “After all, the me my father presented was far more powerful than Zhu Yunxiao presented by the Marquis of Yichun.”

Mo Zheng couldn't help but laugh. "Senior brother is right," she said with a smile, then her eyes flickered thoughtfully. "Your father reminded me that I should tarnish the reputations of more people to attract the attention of these young masters' fathers. That way, they can all become my allies..."

"This madman is really capable of doing something like this," Wei Jiao sneered. "I'm alright. When I'm on the verge of death, I can just dismiss him with a simple 'I'm having an episode.' But when other respectable young masters make a scene, it's not so easy to deal with them."

Mo Zheng nodded thoughtfully again: "Senior brother is right." Then she smiled at Wei Jiao, "So senior brother is still the most reliable."

"Is my senior brother reliable? Does she know he won't really marry her?" Wei Jiao sneered twice, turned around and headed down the mountain. After taking a few steps, she realized the person behind her hadn't followed.

"What?" He smiled ambiguously. "Now that you've avenged your great enemy and he's been manipulated, you no longer need me and want to avoid suspicion?"

Mo Zheng smiled and quickly caught up: "Senior brother, you're joking. You're so capable, there's never a time when you don't need to use your skills."

"Good to know," Wei Jiao said, turning away to suppress a laugh.

……

.......
"Wei Jiao!"

Upon entering the library, Ling Yu stood inside, holding a book and frowning as she looked at him.

"Who told you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Jiao grabbed the stair railing, climbed up in a few steps, and slammed the door shut in his room. "—Go read your book, you dead fish eyes."

Ling Yu frowned and glanced upwards, ignoring Wei Jiao and looking at Mo Zheng.

“I heard that Wei Jiao’s father forced the emperor to arrange a marriage for him…” he said, frowning.

Mo Zheng smiled: "Wei Cui misunderstood the rumors, but His Majesty has already refuted them."

Ling Yu said, "If the Wei family continues to tear things apart, I..."

Mo Zheng quickly said, "No need to trouble you, sir."

Ling Yu nodded: "I know, I mean there's no need to trouble you, sir, I can handle this myself."

Upstairs in the room, Wei Jiao, sitting by the door, pressed her ear close to the door panel—

What does it have to do with him!

What can he do?
In the spacious library, Lingyu's voice swayed upwards through the bookshelves and squeezed in through the cracks in the door.

"...Saying that saving someone is immoral is ridiculous. I'll fall into the lake too, and you save me once. Let's see what Wei Cui has to say then..."

"Pah!" Wei Jiao spat inwardly. "What is that dead fish eye thinking?"

The woman's laughter followed.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ling. I'll come back to you when I really need it."

"So you really intend to keep it as a backup, huh?" Wei Jiao sneered. Then he heard light footsteps, followed by the sound of turning pages, and then silence.

He sat against the door for a while, then reached out and picked up a scattered book from the ground, flipped through it, and threw it away in disgust.

Lingyu made it.

He got up and took a book from the bookshelf next to him.

More than half of this book has already been torn out.

Wei Jiao turned to the remaining pages of the book, looking at the words on them...

The handwriting was even more illegible than Ling Yu's, and the content copied was so preachy it was disgusting...

I have no idea where this bastard found this book.

Could it be that she made it all up?

It makes you want to tear it apart at first glance.

He reached out, pinched a page, tore it off, held it up to his eyes and read it word by word until he finished reading it, then tore the page into strips.

It refers to relatives.

When he heard the news that his father's men had petitioned the emperor for a marriage match, he had only one thought: Wei Cui was indeed as disgusting as ever, but...

"...She is both beautiful and talented, and exceptionally intelligent; she is truly a rare and perfect match."

Wei Jiao heard the girl's smug voice.

He couldn't help but laugh.

A good match.

How could this bastard think that way?

Did she actually think about it?
marriage.

Wei Jiao slowly crumpled the torn strip of paper into pieces with her fingers.
He married that bastard?
This is just too... hilarious.

He raised his hand and watched the torn strip of paper scatter, unable to suppress a smile.

(End of this chapter)