C52 (2/2)

Wen Jiu's heart ached for the silver.

Originally, he thought that Xie Xuan was hiding something good, but it turned out to be a big trouble.

”That's up to me, isn't it?”

Wen Jiu looked at the package on the table and asked.

Xie Heng said casually: ”Up to you.”

”Sure.”

Wen Jiu reached out and took the Imperial Jade Seal and placed it under Xie Xuan's bed, ”This thing should be good for guarding the house.”

Even if he couldn't sleep, it should be because Xie Xuan couldn't sleep.

He didn't even have the door if he wanted her to keep this life-threatening thing!

Xie Heng held back his laughter, ”It's good to be able to stay here, that's all.”

Xie Xuan's face stiffened.

”Yes.”

Wen Jiu nodded: ”Then I'll go to the kitchen to take a look first.”

In fact, the Imperial Jade Seal was the safest with Xie Xuan. Xie Heng was the focus of the entire Di Jing City, so the spies were basically staring at him.

Xie Xuan's courtyard was actually the place with the least people, and there wasn't anything that dared to come close to him, so it was the safest.

”Jiu.”

Xie Heng called out to her, and said slowly: ”The Dijing is not settled yet, and it's not convenient for you to bring Grandmother over, I'll have to trouble you to take care of this manor.”

Wen Jiu, on the other hand, did not feel anything.

When the youth suddenly said those words in such a formal manner, she felt that she could not explain herself clearly.

She smiled and said, ”Sixth brother and seventh sister are still young and can't travel for a long distance. Grandmother needs to take more care of her body, at least until the spring comes. It will be a different time in the house then.”

There were many things that could be done in a month's time.

After clearing up all the spies in the palace and all the problems that needed to be solved, he would bring the Old Madame Xie and the two little ones over to Dijing.

As they were talking, the maidservant hurriedly reported, ”Someone from the palace has arrived.”

The next morning, before dawn.

Xie Heng changed into a court robe and rushed out of the courtyard. He then saw Wen Jiu, who was dressed in plain clothes, standing under the Plum Blossom Tree.

The sky was hazy, and she was holding a lantern. Her ink-like long hair was casually brushed back with a silver hairpin. A north wind blew, and the petals fluttered down from her side.

”Why did you wake up so early?”

The corner of Xie Heng's lips unconsciously raised upwards.

Wen Jiu said: ”This is the first time Brother Chang has gone to court, I will send you off.”

Last night, when they heard that the Great Jin envoys had arrived at the Dijing, the Old Emperor was sent to deliver the orders, allowing Xie Heng to ascend to the throne from today onwards. When the Conference Hall met, something would inevitably happen.

She couldn't sleep.

Xie Heng replied, ”Alright.” He approached her and grabbed the lamp in her hand.

The two walked side by side. A few plum trees in front of the courtyard fell like rain and surrounded the two as they flew.

Wen Jiu said: ”This time, our Great Jin envoys came to the capital because they were unable to intimidate us, so they came to deliver a fierce medicine, senior brother does not need to be courteous to them.”

Xie Heng smirked, ”That's exactly what I meant.”

Wen Jiu raised his head and glanced at him, and coincidentally bumped into the youth's amber eyes. After retracting his tone, he said, ”But … ”It should be a bit easier to kill them with a single move. There isn't even anyone who can go back and report, just a few …”

Xie Heng immediately interrupted: ”I don't plan to make a move.”

Wen Jiu, ”...”

”Jiu, is that how you see eldest brother?”

Xie Heng suddenly stopped and looked back at her.

”Nor... It's just a reminder. If you don't want to hear it, then just pretend I didn't say anything. ”

Just as Wen Jiu wanted to explain, he realized that there seemed to be nothing to explain.

It was just that he never cared about how others viewed him, and the biggest difference from the young man in front of her was that no matter what he did, only Xie Heng would care if he wanted to, and he would never ask if he deserved it or not.

Xie Heng was a little helpless, he reached out and caressed Wen Jiu's head, ”Silly girl, why can't you even say something nice?”