Chapter 254 It’s dawn
"I asked Wan Niang and my parents-in-law, and they said that the two of them went out to seek medical treatment. I didn't reveal anything else. The Wei family and his wife are ordinary people. They are timid when meeting officials. I'm afraid of scaring people."
I don't want to disclose it, but He Xuran can check it.
But the result was just like the Yu family fire, no trace was found.
He Xuran was worried.
Did that group of forces appear again to obstruct his investigation and deliberately cover up the truth?
Is Yu Tingwan in danger?
Perhaps he guessed his concerns, Gu Fuju lowered his eyes with cold eyes.
"No."
He is too sure.
Although He Xuran was shocked, he believed in Gu Fuju and did not question it.
Feeling slightly relieved.
The thick stack of paper on the table had been read by him countless times, recording Yu Tingwan's life experiences.
He Xuran finally handed it over to Gu Fuju.
In the Yu family, the girl was well taken care of. But I went to Xilin Village...
The countless grievances and forbearance made He Xuran feel as if his heart had been ripped out.
This is the girl who should be held in the palm of the Gu family's hands and loved.
He Xuran: "Sister, does she know my late wife..."
"I don't know yet."
Gu Fuju turned over the pages with a heavy expression.
The more he looked, the uglier his face became.
A final pause.
That's a portrait.
Painted by He Xuran.
It was when he first saw Yu Tingwan in the execution ground that he felt a little uneasy after returning, so he started writing.
His painting skills are superb.
Just like real people.
After I finished the painting, I felt ridiculous and wanted to burn it.
You can't keep a portrait of a woman privately just because she looks like her. It's really not what a gentleman would do.
But somehow, he stayed here.
In a few strokes, the girl is slim and graceful, with soft jade and soft flowers, but her back is straight and her eyes are firm.
Gu Fuju stared at it for a long time.
It’s like being able to see real people through portraits.
Very much like Jiashan when he was young.
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Wuyang City.
It was dark, and firecrackers were set off in front of Zhu's house.
The gongs and drums are noisy.
Many people have gathered around.
The lion dance starts from Zhu's house early in the morning and dances along the street with stalls all the way to the Empress Temple.
The Zhu family servants didn't sleep and were very busy.
The people's tone was astonishing.
"Hey, these lanterns are beautiful. We need to hang one for every few feet. We don't know how many lanterns we will need to hang them in the temple of the Empress Dowager. It will cost a lot of money."
The servants of the Zhu family all straightened their backs.
"This little money is nothing to the Zhu family."
"Our young master has been going well all these years, and we are all under the protection of the gods. We will be getting married in a few days, and the family is very happy. The master is happy, and he can make a speech this morning. When you come back, you guys will definitely receive the wedding cake from the family, and be happy. ”
"This is nature, this is nature."
"Now that Young Master Zhu is married, he will add a few fat sons to the house and make the population prosperous. Master Zhu's blessings are yet to come."
It's different from the hustle and bustle outside.
In an inconspicuous little courtyard, most of the candles were burned out.
Yu Tingwan's moist eyes were full of spring color, and she breathed heavily. After finally recovering, her lips were wrapped again.
This is a bit much.
He doesn't mind getting dirty either.
But Yu Tingwan disliked himself.
Wei Zhao didn't even rinse his mouth.
"Look outside." Wei Zhao said suddenly.
Yu Tingwan was baffled, with tears at the end of his eyes. He stretched out his tender arms and opened the curtain.
He asked: "What did you see?"
Yu Tingwan:......
He was asking: "Why didn't you say it?"
Yu Tingwan glanced at Wei Zhao, wondering what he was thinking, and said in a soft voice, "I don't want to anymore."
Yu Tingwan: "It's time to sleep."
She had a good temper and discussed with him: "Is it OK?"
But can Wei Zhao let her go?
The man patiently asked again: "What did you see?"
"Look...see..."
Yu Tingwan: "...it's dawn."
……
But soon...
Wei Zhao's face turned as dark as ink.
Yu Tingwan was surprised: "Is this good?"
It was hard for her to say that Wei Zhao was an embroidered pillow, but it was of no use.
How long has it been?
Just...just...
What a sin.
However, this kind of thing hurts the self-esteem to some extent, especially for a proud man like Wei Zhao.
Yu Tingwan ignored the pain and comforted her considerately: "I don't mind you."
Wei Zhao couldn't accept it.
"I won't tell anyone."
Wei Zhao didn't want to speak.
"Don't feel bad, man, nothing is perfect. You can read, you can do martial arts, you are capable, and you are calm... there are always some shortcomings, how can you take advantage of all the advantages."
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There was not a word that Wei Zhao wanted to hear.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't take time."
It would be better if it was smaller!
Who else is as virtuous as Yu Tingwan!
Try to make excuses for him.
"Don't worry about external things like this. Maybe...maybe you weren't like this before. You were great before. It was just the injury to the back that affected your body."
Wei Zhao looked at her little mouth indifferently.
Yu Tingwan patted him on the shoulder: "If you care, go back and let Dr. Ge take a look. In the worst case, we can treat him. But don't hide your illness and avoid treatment."
She said everything she could.
Yu Tingwan felt that there was nothing missing.
She was about to get up and drink water, but he grabbed her back.
The sun is bright outside.
The candles in the room were burned out and nothing remained.
The sound of children playing in the streets outside spread, and the excitement of the temple fair began.
The sound of gongs and drums carried the rhythm, and there was endless laughter and laughter.
There are two different scenes inside and outside the courtyard.
"Enough, enough."
Yu Tingwan couldn't imagine how absurd it was to suspect that Wei Zhao fell from the mountain and was broken there.
The excitement on this day belonged to the people of Wuyang City, not hers.
She did not go to the temple fair.
Because the girl never even got off the bed.
I have never been so tired from work.
The room is brightly lit.
Begonia flowers are inherently delicate and cannot withstand abuse. After being ripened, it blooms more and more beautifully.
The girl's hands held the curtain weakly, leaving a few sweat stains on it.
Strong arms.
Belongs to men.
He pressed her back again.