After reading my mind, Daddy, why don't you smile?

Chapter 219 A Yuan, will you forgive your brother?

When the two and three kids returned, Shangguan Qingwan and "Shangguan Chengjing" had already returned. The two had a competition. Shangguan Qingwan hunted two rabbits, and "Shangguan Chengjing" only hunted a pheasant?

In the past, "Shangguan Chengjing" would at least bring back a wild boar after hunting it. Why is it that he is getting less and less like that now?

Several people were puzzled, but in the face of Shangguan Qingwan's arrogance, they all forgot about it and just thought that "Shangguan Chengjing" was giving in to Shangguan Qingwan.

"Shangguan Chengjing" breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was paying attention to this matter anymore.

Wei Fu handed the prey to his servants, asked them to clean it up, set up the grill, light a bonfire, and have a picnic on the spot.

The kids enjoyed the meal very much.

Zhao Ying also brought a pot of milk tea for Shangguan Qingyue. The little guy gnawed on the roe deer leg while drinking the milk tea, his little face flushed.

[No wonder my mother likes to eat roe deer (chew chew chew), it really tastes good (slurp slurp slurp). ]

"Hey, it smells so good!"

Zhao Ying: ...

The children were eating when Wei Fu called Zhao Ying aside and whispered, "Ying'er, what happened between you and Shangguan Shu?"

Zhao Ying looked towards the camp not far away, the bonfire dancing in her eyes.

She whispered to Wei Fu what Yue'er was thinking.

From the time she knew Shangguan Shu was planning a rebellion, to now, Zhao Yao was deposed, Shangguan Shu was driven out of the house, and the two of them were nowhere to be found...

Including how Yue'er lost her voice and how Qi You got it back.

Wei Fu felt mixed emotions after hearing this.

There were all kinds of feelings in my heart, but when I said it, I just said, "It's all over."

He also wanted to say, from now on, I will protect you.

But due to his status... he is not qualified to say such things now.

Zhao Ying was not a person who liked internal friction. He spoke to Wei Fu only to remind him to pay attention to Shangguan Shu's movements outside the palace.

The rest... comfort, promise?

She doesn't need to.

After Zhao Ying finished speaking, she returned to the children.

Wei Fu stood there, regret filling his whole body.

If he had been tougher...

He knew that the emperor disliked his Wei family and was wary of his Wei family, and would most likely not betroth Zhao Ying to him. Since he was a child, he told himself that as long as sister Ying was happy, it was enough that he didn't have to get what he liked.

All he had to do was to watch over her silently.

He has been doing this over the years.

Watch her fall deeply in love with Shangguan Shu, watch her get married, watch her give birth to a child, watch her and Shangguan Shu be in love and affection...

At night, when he was too jealous to fall asleep, he hated himself and his father. Why could the Duke of Zhenguo win the emperor's favor, while his father was hated by the emperor?

But no matter how much she complained, Yingmei didn't have him in her heart...

But now, he couldn't help but think, if he was tougher and forced Yingmei to marry him, Aunt Xiaomin would still be there at that time, and she might not refuse... Then how could Yingmei be bullied and deceived by others?

When he just came back, he found that Yingmei was different from before.

I used to be indifferent to everything. Deep down I had the indifference of a favored superior and an innate kindness and clarity.

But now, she was filled with a cold aura, resolute and cruel...

People don't change for no reason, and Yingmei's heart must not be as calm as she appears on the surface.

Wei Fu looked at Zhao Ying's back, his dark eyes filled with... heartache.

……

After sending Zhao Ying back to the palace safely, Wei Fu returned to the Wei Mansion.

The Wei family did not split up the palace or the family.

Every dynasty had its own respected etiquette. During the reign of the previous emperor, there were constant internal troubles and generals rising up in the country, so the previous emperor ruled the world with loyalty and righteousness.

Emperor Jianxi had no shortage of loyal ministers. Instead, his relationship with his biological mother was somewhat intriguing. He cared about what he lacked, so Emperor Jianxi advocated filial piety and wanted to tell the world that he was the most filial.

Therefore, men in the Great Chu State were not allowed to separate their families if one of their parents was still alive.

If both parents are dead, you must obey the will left by your parents. If the will allows brothers to live together forever, then don't even think about separating until you die.

This is the case for ordinary families, let alone the Wei family, which has an ancestor who is enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

But...all that glitters is rotten inside.

When Wei Fu returned home, he happened to meet Wei Ju.

Wei Ju wants to go out.

"Where is father going?"

Wei Ju looked a little unnatural, saying that he was going out to drink and chat with an old friend. A hint of coldness flashed across Wei Fu's eyes, but he said nothing and let him leave.

Then Wei Fu went to Wei Yuan's yard.

When he came back, he had heard about the scandal of Wei Yuan and Wei Ju. Wei Ju was thick-skinned and was not affected at all, but Wei Yuan was ashamed to see people. He stayed at home all day, was drunk every day, and cursed their father from time to time.

Call him disrespectful and shameless...

No matter what Wei Ju did, if he was scolded and people knew about it, Wei Yuan’s official career would be over.

So Wei Fu sent people to keep an eye on Wei Yuan to prevent him from saying anything treasonous.

Today, when I entered the yard, it was quiet.

Wei Yuan was probably drunk and fell asleep.

Wei Fu habitually went to find the people he had arranged to ask if Wei Yuan was feeling better today, but found that they were not there.

He walked into the room puzzled, and the next second, his pupils fluttered.

Wei Yuan is not here?

Where is he?

Wei Fu was immediately extremely anxious. Wei Yuan actually ran away in this state. What if he froze to death on the street in the middle of winter?

Wei Fu turned around and rushed out, wanting to ask someone to find Wei Yuan.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, something seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Wei Fu slowly approached the auspicious jar used for firefighting in the yard.

A piece of clothing was exposed on the jar.

Wei Fu looked into the tank and saw a familiar face submerged in the water with eyes closed and a peaceful expression.

Wei Fu's eyes went dark and he held onto the mouth of the jar to avoid falling.

……

Wei Yuan is dead.

Wei Fu arranged the funeral in an orderly manner and the mourning hall was set up. Wei Ju came back in the middle of the night and cried while holding the coffin. The old man sent off the young man.

The visitors felt sorry for it.

Wei Fu couldn't help laughing.

Perhaps it was because of Wei Ju's existence over the years that he had never experienced a peaceful, tranquil and comfortable life, so he had already anticipated the tragic falsehood of this moment.

He, Wei Yuan and Wei Shu were born to the same mother. They had three children in five years. His mother died after giving birth to Wei Shu, and now, Wei Yuan is gone too.

His most beloved brother...

He and he depended on each other in this cage of false prosperity.

Wei Ju was helped to sit in the back.

Wei Fu stepped forward and supported the brand new coffin, his tears soaking the eulogy, making it sparkle.

There were marks of strangulation on Wei Yuan's neck, so he did not drown.

He should have stabbed the murderer of his brother through the chest, but...

If he killed that man, he would be finished.

How could a man who killed his father marry the emperor's most beloved and noble princess?

Fate always gives him a sudden blow just when he feels there is hope.

Twenty years, from the vague love of a teenager to now, he has waited for twenty years, and missed twenty years. He really doesn't want to wait any longer, nor does he want to miss it again...

Zhao Ying represents all the colors of his life.

A Yuan, will you forgive your brother?