si-mexico Chapter 383 Meeting at the Marquis' Mansion
Chapter 383 Meeting at the Marquis' Mansion
On the second day, at noon, the hour of Si was right.
Aji accompanied Wei Yunzhi and waited in front of the side door of Jian'an Marquis Mansion.
Not long after, an inconspicuous small oil truck slowly came over.
Qiao Zhenzhen didn't bring many people with her today, but they were all reliable confidants brought from the Mo Mansion.
Everyone in the entourage knows martial arts.
It’s not that she was afraid that Wei Yunzhi would suddenly go crazy and detain her in the Marquis of Jian’an’s Mansion.
She came to the Wei family this time, but she didn't tell Han Zheng because he was busy these days and stayed in the military camp for three consecutive days.
But she left people who knew about it in Suiyuan.
If he does not return for half a day, two groups of people will be sent to deliver the letter.
He went to the Mo family to find Mo Qingyang, and went to the military camp outside the city to look for Han Zheng.
Qiao Zhenzhen engraved the belief that one must be on guard against others in her heart.
Wei Yunzhi was still the same, with an ambiguous smile on his face.
After regaining his memories of his past life, his handsome face was less melancholy than before, and his eyes were dark and restrained.
He wanted to come over to help Qiao Zhenzhen, but was blocked by Song Honggu.
He withdrew his hand and put on a nonchalant smile.
Qiao Zhenzhen glanced at him coldly, took Xia Xiang's hand, and slowly got out of the car.
Wei Yunzhi bowed and said, "Greetings to the princess."
Qiao Zhenzhen nodded slightly, expressionless, "Master Wei is polite."
He looked like he was completely unfamiliar with him.
"Lead the way."
No more nonsense.
Go straight.
Wei Yunzhi's smile was somewhat indulgent, as if he was looking at a child having a bad temper, but there was a hint of aggression between his eyebrows.
"Please follow me, my lord."
Qiao Zhenzhen walked side by side with him in front.
The others were a few steps behind.
In her previous life, Mo Yuying had lived in the Jian'an Marquis Mansion for ten years.
If she is Mo Yuying, she should be very familiar with this place.
But Qiao Zhenzhen never came.
Fortunately, Yiwan has been here many times and is familiar with the route.
So when Wei Yunzhi led her to his courtyard, Qiao Zhenzhen raised an objection at the right time, "This is not the way to the Marquis's courtyard."
She spoke in a very low voice, as if she was afraid of being heard.
Wei Yunzhi smiled lightly: "There's no rush for mother, come sit with me first."
Qiao Zhenzhen showed impatience on her face, "Wei Yunzhi, I'm warning you, don't try to play tricks in front of me."
"It's just a reminisce, Princess, please relax."
"We have no past history," she said. "I came here today only to do Madam Hou a favor."
In the previous life, the wife of Marquis Jian'an was very kind to Mo Yuying.
Dai naturally didn't mean it sincerely, but she wanted to annoy him and sow discord between him and his wife, so that his fake son would have no way to rely on the Yue family.
Unfortunately, the woman was no match for him.
Mo Yuying had been living in confusion. Apart from knowing at the end that he married her just to avenge Tang An Ning, she knew nothing about the grievances and hatreds of the Jian'an Marquis family.
How could he, a simple-minded man whose emotions were all written on his face, tell her the truth?
Qiao Zhenzhen's performance has always been just right.
If she appeared too calm and composed, she would not be like the real Mo Yuying.
Collect some, but not too much.
Rebirth can indeed give people more experience and a calmer mind.
But the essence of man does not change.
This is also the reason why Wei Yunzhi looked down on her.
In his heart, she is still the simple Mo Yuying from his previous life.
It's just that the person she loves has changed.
Wei Yunzhi sighed softly, "Yuying, is there really no trace of the old feelings between you and me?"
Got no response.
After a moment's silence, he said:
"I know I was wrong."
His humble tone made people think that Wei Yunzhi had changed his mind.
Qiao Zhenzhen, however, looked disdainful.
How could this man have the confidence to think that by admitting his mistakes, he could write off his previous actions?
Although Mo Yuying is also a bad guy and every bad guy will get what he deserves, it doesn't mean that everything this "bad guy" does is not wrong.
She sneered: "If you know you are wrong, stay away from me. After today, don't disturb my life again."
"Yuying——"
"Shut up and call me Princess."
"Then, Princess—"
The tone was ambiguous.
"Shut up!"
Wei Yunzhi stopped talking.
Qiao Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief.
She is not Mo Yuying, and she doesn't even have her memories.
Everything is deduced by logic.
Too many words are wrong.
If it were the Wei Yunzhi of the past, it would be fine. But now that he has recovered his memories of his previous life and has had such a strange experience, I am afraid that with his intelligence, he would guess that she is not the real Mo Yuying.
Arrived at Qimoju, Wei Yunzhi's residence.
A three-courtyard complex.
Qiao Zhenzhen didn't look around. This was probably where Mo Yuying and Wei Yunzhi lived in their previous life.
They were led to the flower hall and sat down in it.
All the followers were waiting outside.
Qiao Zhenzhen spoke first: "If you have something to say, say it quickly."
Her pretty face was covered with dark clouds.
Wei Yunzhi smiled brightly, "I got some Lanxue tea from Fuzhou a while ago. I know you like it, so I thought I'd let you try it today. If you like it, take some back."
Lanxue tea is the finest jasmine tea, usually only offered as tribute to the royal family.
It’s probably hunger marketing, the annual output is not much.
Qiao Zhenzhen sneered: "My country's mansion needs this little bit of Lanxue tea from you?"
The smile on his lips faded a little, and Wei Yunzhi said, "Of course the Duke's Mansion doesn't lack this little tribute tea."
“But this is what I wanted.”
"A belated gesture of kindness is worth less than grass."
"Yingying, do you really have to be so aggressive when you speak?"
"you……"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the person who came to serve tea.
Qiao Zhenzhen had to swallow the words "Don't disgust me" for the time being.
There are a few small jasmine flowers floating in the green jade teacup.
It is filled with hot air and emits a faint floral fragrance.
But unfortunately, Qiao Zhenzhen doesn't like to drink.
She thinks many scented teas have a strange smell. They smell good, but taste just so-so. Compared to scented tea, she prefers pure leaf tea. She doesn't want strong tea, just a light one.
Wei Yunzhi was reminiscing with her here, not knowing that the old person had already passed away.
But today, she really needed a cup of tea.
After the tea server left, Qiao Zhenzhen said bluntly, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you keep talking nonsense like this, I'll go home."
As he spoke, he stood up.
Wei Yunzhi naturally wouldn't let her go.
"Yingying, you can go, but I can't guarantee that Han Qichen will know the truth."
Ever since he recovered his memories of his past life, what he wanted most was to have a good talk with her.
But I never found an opportunity.
During the last autumn hunt, they had only spoken a few words when Han Qichen arrived and took the person away from him.
When we met again at the restaurant, we didn't say much.
He felt that as long as he was given a chance and sincerely repented, it was not impossible to save the relationship.
After all, they were husband and wife for ten years in their previous life.
She had loved him so much.
How can you just say you don’t love me anymore?
This is impossible!
She was just devastated by the loss of her child and was extremely disappointed in him.
From love to hate.
He is still in my heart.
"Shameless!" Qiao Zhenzhen slammed the wooden table, but sat down again.
The rosewood table remained motionless.
Although Wei Yunzhi achieved his goal, he was not happy.
"You think so highly of him?" he said. "You've only been married to him for a few months, and we've been married for ten years!"
There was a sense of oppression in the voice.