Her guards

Chapter 251 Your name
Since marrying into the Wei family, their new wife has been a source of constant unrest.

When Wei Jiao returned, everyone was wary that he might go crazy and cause trouble.

Unexpectedly, Wei Jiao returned safely this time, as if his madness had truly been cured by the emperor in the capital.

It was Miss Yang who caused quite a commotion.

On the second day of their marriage, the newlyweds arrived late to the ancestral hall for the worship ceremony and refused to kneel down.

Then, they had no choice but to force their way back and ended up staying out overnight.

Next, she acted like a princess at home, disrespecting her elders and demanding that they bow to her.

Unfortunately, just as the general had indulged Wei Jiao back then, he also indulged her.

"After all, she is the emperor's daughter. She has married far away to my place, so we should give her father some face."

Helpless, the family could only keep their distance from Ms. Yang and avoid seeing her.

Miss Yang was probably bored at home, so she started going out for a trip.

No matter how big Longxi City is, there are only so many places to visit.

With nowhere else to go, Miss Yang went to inspect the "Miss Yang's Mansion" that Consort Wei Cui was building, and she sat down to oversee the construction.

The Wei family mocked and ridiculed Miss Yang's antics.

Of course, Wei Jiao knew her intention: to check the defenses of Longxi City and then send the message to the imperial court.

But this is Longxi, right under Wei Cui's nose; it won't be that easy.

Wei Jiao remained silent, watching her struggle.

This bastard is actually very proud. Although he compliments him on his abilities, he only believes that he is the best.

However, she was not arrogant and knew how to ask for help.

Sure enough, after trying everything himself and realizing there was no other way, he came to ask him for help.

Wei Jiao's lips curved into a smile.

Just like the secret she kept hidden, it was because she believed she could still solve it.

So he didn't ask, waiting until she couldn't solve it herself, at which point she would always ask him.

The food on the table was moved aside, and Mo Zheng took out a section of bamboo tube.

“You know I’m here on the orders of Miss Yang and His Majesty,” she said softly. “Although I haven’t been here long, there should be some progress.”

Let's pause here.

“I had anticipated that the people delivering the dowry would be watched before I came, but Miss Yang also gave me her own people. They weren’t with the dowry team, so it was easier for them to do things, and they also found out a lot.”

Wei Jiao listened lazily. The bastard knew he was smart and came to explain to him who he would see on the day of his return visit. It was the same old story, half true and half false.

“But there’s no way to get out of Longxi. I’ve tried several times and it still doesn’t work.” Mo Zheng said softly, pushing the bamboo tube over. “Senior brother, I can only trouble you to help me go out.”

Wei Jiao didn't speak.

Mo Zheng quickly added, "We don't actually need to go to the capital. As long as we reach the area controlled by the Yunyang Army, someone will come to pick us up."

He smiled at Wei Jiao as he said this.

"Then my husband can come home."

Going home, Wei Jiao thought, this was probably the first time he had heard the word without feeling disgusted.

He reached out and picked up the bamboo tube, turning it in his hand.

"Just send them out of Longxi territory, right?" he said.

Mo Zheng smiled and nodded, her eyes crinkling, "Yes, yes, thank you for your hard work, Captain."

Wei Jiao chuckled twice: "Don't say nice things. I'm helping you, and you owe me something in return."

Mo Zheng looked at him and nodded: "Yes, not only me, Miss Yang, even the Emperor owes you."

Whether they owed anyone or not, Wei Jiao thought to herself, she just needed to remember that she owed him.

He raised his hand and slid the bamboo tube into his sleeve.

"What do you plan to do? When? What do you need me to do?" Mo Zheng asked again in a low voice.

Wei Jiao looked at her with a smile, and only after she finished asking her questions did she say, "I won't tell you."

Mo Zheng was taken aback, and then gave a reproachful "Ah."

"Don't you usually keep a lot of things from me?" Wei Jiao said calmly.

Mo Zheng laughed: "Wei Jiao is really stingy."

She dared to call him stingy? Wei Jiao looked at her: "What's your name?"

Mo Zheng was waiting for him to refute her, but she didn't expect him to suddenly say this.

“Ah…” she was about to say.

Wei Jiao interrupted her: "Real name."

Mo Zheng paused.

"Don't bother with all this 'Ah Sheng, Ah Sheng,' switching names back and forth. You definitely won't use your real name, but you can call me by my name." Wei Jiao looked at her. "But I don't even know your name. Am I being petty, or are you being petty?"

He didn't know because he simply didn't care. Mo Zheng thought, how could Wei Jiao care about people's names? Let alone whether they were real or fake, they were all the same to him; no one was human...

So now that he's asking her name, does it mean he cares about her?

The thought flashed through her mind, and Mo Zheng paused again.

“It’s not that I’m stingy,” she quickly said, seemingly not wanting to dwell on the thought. “Yes, names are not important to me, and there’s no truth or falsehood to them.”

This time, Wei Jiao didn't retort sarcastically. Instead, he looked at her with a half-smile, as if to say, "Let's see what you can say."

A smile spread across Mo Zheng's eyes.

“I can say that I was born without a father or a mother,” she said softly. “No one named me. Maybe someone did, but what does the name someone else gave me have to do with me? So I named myself. I have given myself many names, and each one is my real name, because no matter what I am called, it is still me.”

She smiled as she said this.

"If Wei Jiao, you absolutely must have a name..."

She thought about it carefully and looked at him.

"Then, call me A-Zheng."

……

...Ah Zheng.

Wei Jiao thought, this must be her real name.

She finally told him her name.

However, her explanation also makes sense.

There's no such thing as a true or false name.

After all, her identity was fake.

"Hey," he said, "there's something I've been keeping from you too."

Mo Zheng was stunned and looked at him: "Captain, there's more than one thing you've been hiding from me."

Wei Jiao was startled for a moment, then realized that it wasn't that she knew he knew about her... but rather that, as a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he was not someone she could possibly spy on...

Bah, this bastard, even his flattery has become so narrow-minded.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Zheng then smiled.

……

……

“This courtyard isn’t a new house,” Wei Jiao said, pointing to the interior. “It’s where my mother lived before she passed away.”

Mo Zheng responded with an "oh," and then looked around with a solemn expression.

“…She committed suicide in front of and behind the Wei family’s gate, and all traces she left behind in the Wei family have been cleaned up.” Wei Jiao continued, “This courtyard has also been sealed off. When I was at home before, I wanted to stay here many times, but I was always refused.”

He smiled as he said this.

"So you're right, marrying you is indeed good for me; you're even willing to give me the house."

Mo Zheng smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes; she sighed inwardly.

What good is this? It tears his heart apart, forcing him to confront the moment of his mother's death once more, and to face again the unbearable past they shared.

“Yes,” Mo Zheng said, looking around. “Your mother will be very happy to see you get married.”

After saying that, he looked at Wei Jiao and raised an eyebrow.

"What's even more gratifying is seeing that no matter what other people's intentions are, you can still defy them."

Wei Jiao smiled, the smile spreading from the corners of her mouth.

He looked around, and under the lamplight, he could vaguely see his mother's figure.

See, Mother? Even if you're here, she won't be afraid.

She's very brave.

Even before she could walk, she dared to bite and suck the blood of crows that landed on her...

Wei Jiao's gaze fell on the woman's face and lips.

She likes to wear heavy makeup here. Although she washed up after returning, the rouge on her lips still seemed to be on, leaving them rosy.

Just like, he once saw, the blood stained the face and body of that baby.

Wei Jiao withdrew his gaze, stood up, and flicked his sleeves.

"I've washed up," he said.

He heard a woman's cheerful voice respond from behind him: "I'll go make the bed."

Wei Jiao stood in front of the washroom and turned around to see her walking briskly towards the bedroom. The lights in the living room flickered as she walked, and the lights in the bedroom turned on accordingly.

This is their daily routine.

Actually, this kind of routine doesn't last for many days, but it feels like it's always been like this.

……

.......
Mo Zheng was suddenly awakened, and the sky was dimly lit.

I woke up not because I didn't sleep well, but because I slept too well.

She stretched out her body and lay down, but then she was startled and turned her head to look. There was no one beside her; Wei Jiao was nowhere to be seen.

Are they already up?
Since they started sharing a bed, he always wakes up later than her and is very unhappy, saying that she wakes him up.

Yes, if he woke up first, he certainly didn't disturb her.

This is not good.

This shows that she was indeed less alert than him.

Mo Zheng sat up, her mind racing. She heard the sound of palace maids coming from outside.

"Miss is awake."

Mo Zheng frowned again. Wei Jiao not only woke up, but also went out?
If he is indoors, the palace maids and eunuchs will not ask him any questions.

"Where is the Commandant?" Mo Zheng asked, coming out of the inner room.

The palace maids also entered the living room, and just as they were about to speak, a eunuch rushed over.

"Miss, the captain is leaving. There's a commotion outside, and even the general has gone after him."

Mo Zheng was stunned.

I made my request yesterday, and today I wanted to ask him more about the plans and when he intends to depart...

He didn't say anything and set off today.

This journey...

She clenched her hands at her sides, raised her head, and ran outside.

"Husband—"

The courtyard suddenly became noisy in the early morning.

"Miss, your hair hasn't been combed yet."

"Miss, your coat, your coat—"

"Bring me the cloak—"

(End of this chapter)