Her guards

Chapter 215 Say it again

Wei Jiao had actually already left the capital and traveled several miles away.

However, after much deliberation, he decided to turn his horse around and come back.

I need to tell that bastard, lest...

They acted recklessly while he was away.

Of course, even if he doesn't come, if she can't see him, she can go directly to the emperor, and the emperor will tell her.

However, the emperor assigned her more guards and told her to be careful, but these instructions were useless; she wouldn't listen.

But to his surprise, before he could even warn her to stop her reckless behavior, she actually said to him, "Let's get married."

marriage?

real or fake……

She's gone mad.

Oh, wait, there was another sentence she said before that, what was it again?

His father's suggestion.

Wei Jiao regained feeling in his stiff body. Instead of shaking off the hand gripping his wrist, he pulled hard, almost lifting the girl who was already very close to him.

“You do listen to my father,” he said. “What benefits do you want in return for him?”

Mo Zheng looked at him and said, "It's not about exchanging benefits from your father, it's about exchanging benefits from you. I've thought about what you said carefully. If others keep accusing me of tarnishing their reputation, it will be really difficult to deal with them."

She thought about it seriously, and Wei Jiao looked at her without saying anything.

“You’re still the best, Senior Brother,” Mo Zheng said. “You’re going out again, but you won’t take me with you. I’m staying in the capital by myself…”

She sighed softly as she said this.

"Wei Jiao, I'm tired. I don't want to deal with other people's covetousness anymore."

There was a hint of genuine weariness in that sigh. Wei Jiao's ears twitched, and she looked down at the hand gripping her wrist.

Actually, even a small hand injury can be very painful.

Her suffering was short, but the shortness made it all the more painful.

After all, he had never suffered for so many years, loved by his mother, and lived a carefree life. Suddenly, he fell into this situation...

Unlike him, who has suffered since he can remember, he has been suffering all along and has gotten used to it, so it is not actually that bitter.

"What does your tiredness have to do with me?" He raised his eyes and scoffed. "What good will it do me if I listen to my father?"

Mo Zheng hurriedly said, "I can accompany you home. No matter how busy you are, such a big event as getting married requires you to go home to pay respects to your ancestors and see your relatives."

Go home with him? Wei Jiao scoffed, "What kind of benefit is that? I can go home anytime I want..."

“That’s different,” Mo Zheng interrupted him.

"What's different?" Wei Jiao was about to speak when his arm was pulled forcefully. The girl used the force to gracefully flip onto the horse's back and sit in front of him, facing him.

Thinking of how she had suddenly hugged him, Wei Jiao subconsciously leaned back.

Mo Zheng didn't hug him, her eyebrows dancing with excitement: "Is it the same if I go home with you or go home by myself? Although I don't have the title of princess, I am a princess in every sense of the word. Wei Cui knows that too. He can't treat me badly. He'll have to do whatever we ask him to do."

Wei Jiao chuckled: "What are you thinking? You can't just do whatever the emperor tells you to do..."

He paused here, his expression thoughtful.

Mo Zheng looked at him and smiled slightly: "An emperor must be benevolent and wise, and he must forgive and love his ministers. He cannot do whatever he wants. But I, as a woman, do not have so many restrictions."

Women are certainly subject to more restrictions, especially when it comes to becoming someone's daughter-in-law, Wei Jiao thought. But those are other women, not this bastard...

The Li and Chai families, who had been causing trouble in the capital for only a short time, would likely face similar problems if they were to arrive in Longxi.

Mo Zheng moved closer to him and lowered her voice.

“Your father’s business is no smaller than mine. We are both children, and we both call him ‘father.’ We can’t just suffer without getting any benefits.”

Wei Jiao's lips curled into a smile. This bastard was truly insane; his appetite was growing ever larger. Eliminating the Li family and scheming against the Chai family wasn't enough; now he was reaching out to the Wei family...

He looked down at the woman who was almost touching him. She looked up at him, her eyes crinkling into a smile, revealing her fine white teeth... right next to his chin.

If he says he disagrees, will this dog bite him?
Wei Jiao had a thought, and then reached out, picked her up, and threw her down.

This time, he didn't let her grab his hand again.

"Wei Jiao!" Mo Zheng shouted, seemingly annoyed.

Wei Jiao didn't urge his horse away, but looked down at her and said, "Say it again."

"Say what?" Mo Zheng was slightly taken aback.

"Shall we get married?" she said.

Wei Jiao smiled at her and said, "Okay."

Having said that, he turned his horse around and spurred it to gallop away.

Mo Zheng seemed not to have reacted, staring blankly as the young man in her line of sight grew further and further away.

Zhang Shengyou sat in the car, seemingly stunned, motionless, neither urging nor asking any questions.

until……

"Miss."

Yang Luo, who was dozing in the car, groggily got up and looked out the window with a blank expression.

"what happened?"

Mo Zheng turned around and smiled at her: "I spoke a few words with Wei Jiao."

Wei Jiao? Yang Luo was even more confused, looking around but not seeing Wei Jiao: "When did he arrive? What is he doing here?"

Mo Zheng turned and got into the car, lowering the curtain: "I'll tell you when we get back." She then gestured for Zhang Shengyou to leave.

Zhang Shengyou then spurred his horse forward.

……

……

"You mean, you want to marry Wei Jiao?"

Back at the National Academy, Mo Zheng briefly recounted her recent encounter with Wei Cui. Yang Luo was already aware of the invitation to rebel, so it wasn't surprising. However, he was surprised to hear Mo Zheng's final suggestion regarding Wei Cui's request.

She stood up in surprise.

"Isn't this just like him wanting to walk into the lion's den?"

Mo Zheng laughed and said, "No, it's because of Miss Yang's identity." Then she explained to her, "This is what I meant. He wants to use me as a pawn, and I will use him. Through marriage, we can reach a deal. First, to appease him and prevent him from harming the people in my name. Second, under the cover of Miss Yang's identity, I can get close to the Wei family, gather evidence, and find out his cronies. That way..."

At this point, she looked at Yang Luo and smiled gently.

"Perhaps, it can be turned into a great achievement for Miss Yang."

Yang Luo's eyes lit up: "You mean we counterattacked and wiped him out!"

Yes, yes, this is truly a great achievement.

Compared to the Li and Chai clans, the Wei clan was the emperor's real biggest worry.

If she could help the emperor eliminate Wei Cui, her standing in the emperor's heart and the power she could gain...

Yang Luo clenched her fists, but as she exerted force, the pain from the injury on her arm shot through her, and she cried out in pain.

Mo Zheng quickly helped her up, saying, "Be careful." She then helped her sit down.

Yang Luo stood up again and asked anxiously, "What can I do?"

Mo Zheng pressed her down to sit again: "Persuade the emperor."

“It’s very simple,” Yang Luo said.

Mo Zheng pressed her shoulder, preventing her from getting up: "It's not simple. You need to be more careful and not let the emperor discover my identity..."

She looked at Yang Luo as she said this.

"Miss Yang, you must remember, the emperor is the emperor."

Yang Luo looked at her and understood what she meant.

Although the emperor didn't kill her mother or her, and even avenged her mother and treated her with great care, but...

You can't treat him like a father.

He was an emperor.

If he knew Mo Zheng's identity and her relationship with Wei Cui, even if she was the emperor's daughter, he would still be suspicious of her.

They even eliminated her without any mercy.

Just like Consort Li, who had been by his side for many years, borne him children, and whose father had made great contributions to the rise of the emperor.

“Ah Sheng.” She nodded gently. “I know.”

Mo Zheng withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble you with the rest, Miss."

Yang Luo smiled.

……

……

As night deepened, and with Wei Jiao gone from the capital, Mo Zheng felt more at ease going out. She changed into men's clothing and returned to Baoyue Tower.

Because Wei Cui's men, the emperor's imperial guards and secret agents were all present during the day, many things were left unsaid until now, when he could finally sit down and talk to Uncle Hong in detail.

"In other words, the young master will marry Wei Jiao under the identity of Miss Yang, and then go to Longxi," Uncle Hong said.

Mo Zheng nodded: "Doing this will firstly reassure Wei Cui, and secondly, it will also reassure... Miss Yang."

Uncle Hong sighed softly, understanding what the young master meant.

Miss Yang and the young master have supported each other to get to where they are now, but no matter what, Miss Yang is the daughter of the current emperor, and if a conflict were to break out...

They dared not gamble that Miss Yang would side with the young master.

“It’s not that I don’t trust Miss Yang,” Mo Zheng said softly. “I just believe that good people are rewarded.”

If you want a return, you have to offer something in return; this is a safer approach.

Uncle Hong nodded: "Since this is beneficial to us, let's do it." After saying that, he noticed that Mo Zheng's expression faltered slightly, as if she had some doubts.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" he asked hurriedly.

The problem, Mo Zheng thought, is that Wei Jiao should know that marriage is just a temporary measure for her, right?

But why did Wei Jiao ask her to say it again?

And when she said it again, he laughed...

Wei Jiao always smiled in front of the world; she had seen him smile in all sorts of ways—sneer, mockery, smirk—but that moment was one she had never seen before…

Damn it.

Why do you have such a beautiful smile?

Mo Zheng sighed inwardly and smiled at Uncle Hong.

"no problem."

(End of this chapter)