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"Aren't the people in the Song family very smart? Haven't you thought of how to prevent me from pursuing this matter?"
He Nanzhou said with something like a smile but not a smile, the meaning was hard to distinguish.
He is handsome, his facial features are not fully developed at this age, he is not too cold and hard, and his skin is white, giving people a feeling of indistinguishability between male and female.
If other people spoke with such a tone and posture, it would make people feel a little cold and oppressive, but when it comes to him, it has a contrasting and cute look of pretentiousness.
Song Wan remembered that Song Qingfeng used to like to use this method to scare others, and his hopeless heart somehow calmed down. He said softly: "Master Hou misunderstood. If the people of the Song family were smart enough, they would not end up having their homes confiscated." fate."
Cao Yuerong had already boiled the first cup of tea. She carefully picked up the stove and poured out the tea. The steam rose up and enveloped Song Wan's face in the heat, making it hazy and hard to see clearly.
She won¡¯t cry, right?
Thinking of this, He Nanzhou's expression froze, and then he rubbed his neck and said uncomfortably: "I am talking about the beating today. What did you mention about the Song family? It is not me who caused the Song family to be ransacked. "
Song Wan nodded and said: "I know that the Song family was not harmed by the Marquis. I just want to tell the Marquis that Song Wan is indeed not smart. How will the Marquis pursue this matter? Why don't you just ask for it, and I will see if I can do it. arrive."
Song Wan had already said this. He Nanzhou couldn't go around any more to install the city. He thought for a moment and said, "I haven't thought of it yet. I'll wait until I think of it."
"good."
Song Wan readily responded without asking too many questions.
Wei Yuan was a little anxious, fearing that He Nanzhou would make any excessive demands that would embarrass Song Wan, and wanted He Nanzhou to guarantee in front of them that he would not go too far. Just when he was about to speak, Wei Heng reminded him softly: "Miss Cao , the water is going to be full.¡±
After Cao Yuerong came here, Song Wan never introduced her seriously, and the others didn't care about her existence at all. After pouring the first cup of tea, Cao Yuerong realized that she seemed to have become a servant, and she couldn't help but feel annoyed in her heart. , racking his brains to gain a sense of presence in front of Wei Heng, he unconsciously became distracted.
Hearing Wei Heng's voice, Cao Yuerong's hands shook and she almost threw the bamboo ladle.
He Nanzhou, who had never looked at Cao Yuerong, also turned his head to look at her. Cao Yuerong's face burned, and he was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He stammered: "II didn't mean it, Cha." It¡¯ll be fine in a moment.¡±
Wei Heng raised the corners of his lips slightly, showed a kind and generous smile, and said, "Thank you, Miss Cao."
The weather hasn¡¯t warmed up yet, and Wei Heng was wearing a thick cloak today, and his face was very pale, but when he smiled, none of this could detract from his handsomeness, and everything around him lost its color.
Cao Yuerong's heartbeat was faster than when she first sat down. She didn't dare to look into Wei Heng's eyes. She felt that the temperature on her face was about to burn off the veil. She lowered her head and continued to make tea.
Wei Heng did not look away, still looking at Cao Yuerong.
His eyes are clear and bright, and when he looks at people seriously, they give people the illusion of being affectionate and affectionate, as if there is a kind of love in his eyes that makes people indulge in them.
Cao Yuerong's ears were even red, and her hand movements were a little unsteady. Wei Heng said in a warm voice: "The Song family is responsible for what happened to those soldiers who died in vain at the border many years ago. They are all my father's subordinates. They are both sensible and reasonable. The Duke's office will miss the Song family. From now on, the Duke's office will protect A-Wan for the Song family. A-Wan does not have many close friends. I am happy for A-Wan that Miss Cao can have a good relationship with A-Wan. .¡±
Aiwujiwu, the Duke¡¯s Mansion will protect Song Wan, and Cao Yuerong, as her good friend, will naturally receive some protection from the Duke¡¯s Mansion in the future.
Cao Yuerong was secretly happy in her heart and said with suppressed excitement: "What His Royal Highness the Prince said is that it is really not easy for A-Wan to get to where he is today. I will take good care of A-Wan in the future."
Cao Yuerong said it with great assurance, while He Nanzhou was beside him, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
Is Wei Heng hinting to him that Song Wan is a person protected by the Duke's Mansion, and asking him to weigh the situation and not embarrass Song Wan?
¡°Tsk, he is worthy of being the one who defeated Weiyang Hou Mansion. He is as evil as anything, and he has to make countless twists and turns when talking.
It¡¯s not too tiring either.
He Nanzhou pretended not to hear what Wei Heng meant, and raised his eyebrows and asked Cao Yuerong: "I remember that the Cao family had issues with the Tingwei Mansion before. When did Miss Cao and Song Wan become good friends?"
Cao Yuerong did not expect that He Nanzhou would try to undermine her. She made a move and did not dare to answer casually. She was afraid that Song Wan would not cooperate, so she looked at Song Wan for help.
 Frowning, he asked: "The Cao family is in decline, and this woman seems to have no brains. What do you think she is going to do?"
Wei Heng restrained himself from acting gentle in front of Wei Yuan and Song Wan, but He Nanzhou had seen him look cold and cruel.
"It is impossible for Prince Wei to be tempted by a woman. Even if he is tempted, it will definitely not be a woman like Cao Yuerong, who is mediocre in appearance and not very smart.
Wei Yuan became vigilant as soon as she heard He Nanzhou's words. Just as she was about to help Wei Heng cover, Wei Heng said calmly: "A Yuan, there is a book on the third shelf from the far left of my bookshelf. Get it for me."
Wei Heng was obviously going to send Wei Yuan away. Wei Yuan frowned and said dissatisfied: "What book is so important that I have to get it myself? And don't you usually dislike me entering your study?"
¡°The book is not important, it¡¯s just that you can¡¯t listen to what¡¯s coming next.¡±
Wei Heng did not play riddles, but directly blocked what Wei Yuan wanted to say. Wei Yuan pursed his lips and took away the maids and servants standing nearby.
When the pavilion became quiet, Wei Heng took the initiative to help He Nanzhou refill the tea.
His hands are as slender as bamboo. Because of his frailty, the blue blood vessels under the skin can be clearly seen. When he exerts force, the blood vessels swell, making people worry that the teapot will crush his hand.
He Nanzhou said: "That's it. Just rest. I don't like drinking tea."
Wei Heng had long expected that He Nanzhou would react like this. He smiled and said, "I poured it for you just because I knew you didn't like it."
Wei Yuan was not there either, and Wei Heng showed his true colors. He was still smiling, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were tinged with coldness, just like when the weather is suddenly warm but then cold in March, a sharp cold wind suddenly blows, catching people off guard. , suddenly exposed to the cold winter.
Who is he?
He Nanzhou rolled his eyes rudely and did not intend to touch the cup of tea.
Knowing that he would get angry if he teased him again, Wei Heng asked in a low voice: "The Marquis of Yue'an's Mansion and the Duke of Guo's Mansion have never had any contact, so you are not afraid of arousing suspicion when you suddenly come to the Duke of Guo's Mansion?"
He Nanzhou snorted and said proudly: "Do you think my punch was in vain?"
He first went to the Weiyang Hou Mansion to see him off, and then came to the Duke of Guo Mansion on the pretext of being at odds with Song Wan. Others would only be sure that he came here for the Chu family, so how could they guess elsewhere?
Wei Heng also knew that he acted in a measured manner, so he didn't have any more doubts and picked up his cup of tea and took a sip.
Wei Heng is a tricky person, but from his own perspective, Cao Yuerong¡¯s tea-making skills are actually very average.
After drinking the tea, a trace of regret flashed in Wei Heng's eyes.
It¡¯s a pity that his tea is gone.
He Nanzhou and Wei Heng had nothing to beat around the bush and said directly: "Give me thirty people. I want them to help me find something. You can set whatever conditions you want."
Originally, this kind of thing should be discussed in a more private place, but Wei Heng has been staying at the Duke's Mansion recently and He Nanzhou really couldn't wait, so he had to come to the Duke's Mansion in person.
Thirty people are not a small number. He Nanzhou is willing to offer such conditions, but I am afraid that most of these thirty people will never return.
Wei Heng held the tea cup and felt the warmth, and asked in a warm voice: "What are you looking for?"
"Isn't it the rule in the Tao to just talk about business without asking the reason?"
He Nanzhou¡¯s brows were furrowed tightly, dissatisfaction appeared on his face, and the corners of his lips were depressed, like a naughty child who was about to jump up and get angry at any time.
Wei Heng raised his eyes, gave him a warm look, and said, "Didn't you just say that I can raise any conditions?"
His condition is to know what these thirty people are looking for.
He Nanzhou choked for a moment, and then said: "If I change the conditions, this won't work!"
Wei Heng stopped talking, lowered his eyes and sipped tea quietly.
¡° Anyway, it was He Nanzhou who came to beg him. He was not the one who should be anxious.
What He Nanzhou hates the most is Wei Heng¡¯s temperament. He gritted his teeth and said, ¡°You won¡¯t live much longer. Why do you insist on knowing so many secrets? If you wait any longer, are you going to be a storyteller and tell those ghosts?¡±
He Nanzhou's temper was very rude, and Wei Heng was not inferior and retorted: "All your ancestors died young, which proves that no one can solve the curse of the Yue'an Marquis Mansion. Why do you have to waste your efforts?" ?¡±
He Nanzhou is three years younger than Wei Heng. In terms of talking skills, he can never beat Wei Heng.
He Nanzhou stood up in anger, punched the pillar of the pavilion, and said bitterly: "I will never accept my fate!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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