bright moon goes west

What Zhong Wei didn't expect was that from the time he contacted the waiter in the hotel, everything he did left traces and fell into the eyes of Jiang Feilong, who had been prepared for a long time.

Heng'e hadn't even reached the entrance of the hotel when she bumped into Zhong Wei head-on.

Zhong Wei stopped in place in an instant.

I saw Heng'e wearing a light blue pearl gauze shirt and a damask skirt with white ground and white flowers, walking gracefully from a distance.

The blue clothes on her body are like a waterfall, flying thousands of feet down, and the white skirt is piled up in waves, like a pile of smoke and snow.

The soft texture, translucent light, shimmering and unnerving tones all reflect the exquisiteness and ingenuity of this dress.

The present and the past are as long as Bai Lianfei, and a boundary breaks through the green mountains.

However, what is more beautiful than the clothes is the owner of the clothes.

Heng'e's long hair is lightly curled up, her makeup is light, her eyebrows are like spring mountains, her eyes are clear with dew, and the tip of her eyebrows seems to have a slight sadness; her heart is resentful, and her socks are clean.A face of jade and light, snow-cold and river-clear, seems to be affectionate, but also seems to be ruthless.

"Ah Lian..." Zhong Wei's amber eyes were full of waves. Although he was standing still, his soul had already flown away and flew to Heng'e's side.

"Brother Zhongbiao, why are you here?" Heng'e stopped in her tracks, her eyes were half-downcast, the joy in her brows was no longer the joy of the previous encounters, she seemed to have something on her mind.

Zhong Wei's heart skipped a beat.The last time I was in Cui's garden, I just had a few words with A Lian, but A Lian was angrily dragged away by Chen Xi, and I don't know what wronged me when I went back.

Zhong Wei's heart was sour and astringent.

Although there are many rumors about Heng'e in the capital, among those people, Yuruan Huarou's cousin has become a tigress in everyone's eyes.

Zhong Wei preconceived, always felt that Chen Xi had pushed his cousin into a desperate situation, which made A Lian unbearable, but A Lian would never be what those people saw.

"A friend of mine lives here." Zhong Wei lied subconsciously.

"Why is my cousin here?" Zhong Wei looked at Heng'e deeply, as if he wanted to imprint her in his heart.

Heng'e moved her vermilion lips, her brows and eyes were a little timid, as if she was jealous of something.

"I..." Heng'e was just about to speak when Jiang Feilong, who was guarding her, suddenly spoke.

"Young Madam, the Young Marshal will be home soon, you should go back." Jiang Feilong interrupted the two of them talking about the past with a blank expression.

Zhong Wei's gaze deepened, his brows were raised slightly, his elegant and gentle face was covered with thick clouds, and his eyes were full of hidden anger.

"I'm talking to my cousin, do you have the right to interrupt?" Zhong Wei's voice was cold, at this moment, his modesty and modesty were completely torn off, and the aura around him was no longer suppressed.

It was the pile of bones, the blood and iron that waded through the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. He was in a high position, he was unambiguous, and he was domineering and cold. Even if he was far away, he could still make people feel the chill and oppression feel.

Heng'e narrowed her bright eyes.

Zhong Wei's elegant and warm face was like melted candle tears, revealing the truest self under the peeled off mask.

On his handsome face, the clear and meaningful eyebrows are flying and sharp, and the thin lips are lightly hooked, full of vigor and vigor, pointing to the arrogance and agitation of the country.

It seems that your husband guessed right.Zhong Wei's identity is by no means simple.

Sure enough, no matter how cunning a fox is, there will be a day when he will show his tail.

Heng'e carefully glanced at Jiang Feilong who was standing aside, the majestic wife of the young marshal, in front of a subordinate, every subtle expression on her face revealed a silent timidity.

I saw Jiang Feilong's expression was uneasy, with a hint of sternness in his eyes, and his eyes fixed on Zhong Wei were almost ferocious.

"Brother Zhongbiao, I'm leaving first." Heng'e bit her lip and said softly.The fear in her eyes was obviously directed at Jiang Feilong, as if she was unaware of the changes in Zhong Wei's aura.

"Wait, Ah Lian, wait a minute, I have something to say." At this point, Zhong Wei had no scruples.

"Mr. Zhong, it's a little inappropriate for you to stop our young lady like this." Jiang Feilong said with a fake smile.

"I'm talking to my cousin, what are you! Get out!" Zhong Wei's last word seemed to be forced out between his teeth, his hoarse and deep voice was like rolling thunder, with great momentum!
Heng'e's slender eyelashes trembled, and a pair of eyes as black as glazed water stared intently.The clear and quiet eyes seem to be filled with hazy tears, and the appearance of tears that are about to fall is the most heartbreaking.

"Captain Jiang, don't be angry, I will accompany you on behalf of my cousin." Hang'e said softly quickly.

Facing Jiang Feilong, who was already mad with anger, she took the initiative to bow her knees, her delicate and elegant figure was like a delicate flower shining in the water, a weak willow supporting the wind, and her behavior of showing weakness was full of avoidance of Jiang Feilong.

"Cousin, I really have to go." Hang'e lowered her eyelashes, she said softly to Zhong Wei, her soft voice was inaudible.

Zhong Wei took a step forward and directly blocked Heng'e.

"Ah Lian, I only have one word to say."

"Are you relying on my good temper and being shameless!" Jiang Feilong, who had been suppressing his anger, finally broke out!
Fortunately, it was late at night, and there were not many guests walking around in the lobby.But Heng'e still coveted to faint as she watched the waiters' prying eyes.

Heng'e blinked her eyelashes, and her bright eyes were full of hot and humid tears. She bit her cherry lips tightly, and said in a sweet voice with a trace of anger: "Enough! Shut up, both of you! You still think I'm ashamed Isn't it enough?"

Heng'e's delicate body trembled, a tear slipped down her cheek, she covered her face, and rushed towards the hotel door quickly.

Zhong Wei looked at her lightly flying skirt, his heart was burning like a fire, sour and swollen.He stepped up and chased it out.

The waiter pushed open the door, and the night wind came blowing in. Heng'e's skirt fluttered in the wind, and a lonely flower bloomed in the night.

Jiang Feilong quickly followed.

The car from the Young Marshal's Mansion drove over slowly. Under the headlights on the side of the road, there were layers of guards, and the muzzle of the black hole was emitting a chill.

Heng'e had forgotten to put on her shawl, and the pearl sweater was still hanging on the maid's arm.

She only wore a skirt, her figure was thin, her jade-white face was outlined with a slight chill by the cold moonlight, the corners of her lips were tightly pressed, and the ends of her peach-colored eyes were stained with traces of tears. The car rushed forward.

"Ah Lian!" Zhong Wei chased him out.

Heng'e had already gotten into the car, and the headlights were on, almost blindingly bright.

There was a rumbling sound, and the black car roared away.

Jiang Feilong got into the car behind.

In late autumn, the cold dew is getting thicker, and the spacious streets are empty.

The driver concentrated on the steering wheel, and the car was neither fast nor slow, always driving at a constant speed.

With a "bang", the car bumped.

Heng'e's figure leaning on the back seat swayed slightly.

"How did you drive?" the servant girl yelled at the driver in front, her voice full of anger.If something happened to the young marshal's wife, the combined lives of the few of them would not be enough to pay for it!

The driver didn't speak, just heard a "creak", and the car stopped.

He opened the window and poked his head outside. After seeing the nail plate that was almost integrated with the ground, his pupils constricted instantly.

"Young Madam, it's not good!" These were the last words the driver uttered in his life.

At the same time, a "bang" gunshot tore apart the silent night.

Seven or eight cars sprang out from the surrounding alleys, surrounding the car that Heng'e was in.

"Defend!" Jiang Feilong's car had been cut off by several cars in front. He looked at the car in front of the young lady and the frame surrounded by heavy, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Bang bang bang bang—" several gunshots sounded one after another.

"Young madam!" the servant girl screamed and threw herself on Heng'e.

The car door was suddenly opened, and a masked man dragged out the already dead driver and the guard on the co-pilot.

With a "boom", the man started the car.

Heng'e looked at the other man who appeared on the co-pilot, with an expression of disbelief in her bright eyes.

"Brother Zhongbiao, why is it you?" Her delicate voice trembled, and the gentle and jade-like young man in her impression suddenly became strange.

"Ah Lian, don't be afraid, I'll take you away. From now on, I won't let you suffer any grievances." Zhong Wei gazed greedily at the delicate figure on the back seat, the scorching eyes seemed to be able to overwhelm Hang Chang'e melted in general.

"Brother Zhongbiao, I'm already married. If you send me back now, I can pretend that none of this happened." Hang'e's white teeth tightly clasped her vermilion lips, and she lowered her eyes.

"Ah Lian, are you really willing to be by the side of that evil spirit Chen Xi? Not only does he let people watch you all the time, he even wants you to see the face of a subordinate. He can neither sing with your poems nor cook with you. Wine cooking tea, he doesn't even have the most basic respect for you. That's it, do you want to continue to follow him?"

Zhong Wei's deep voice was full of pain.The girl in the memory was so reckless and lively, like a flower in the sun, delicate, bright and full of vitality.

Now, this flower was broken by life and placed in a golden bottle, which drained away its water and vitality little by little, leaving only a sad paleness and decadence.

Niu chews peonies, burns zithers and cooks cranes, that's all.

Heng'e raised her eyelashes slightly, her beautiful face turned pale, she said weakly: "Brother Zhongbiao, I thank you for your love, but I can't bear it. If I leave with you, what will happen to the Cui family? What about my parents? Brothers and sisters-in-law, nephews and nieces, do they have a way out?!"

Heng'e wept blood every word, her jet-black eyes glistened with tears.

Zhong Wei's heart trembled, and a look of pain flashed across his deep eyes. He saw a trace of hidden hatred in Ah Lian's eyes, which made his whole body feel like a needle prick, making him restless.

"Ah Lian, I will find a way to arrange for my cousin and aunt, and I will never put them in danger." Zhong Wei said with difficulty.

"Brother Zhongbiao, don't lie to me." Heng'e's cherry lips curled up in a bitter arc, she raised her eyes, and two strings of crystal tears rolled down her eyes that were hazy with tears.

"You never considered the life and death of my family at all." Her calm voice seemed to be burnt soot, dry and exhausted.

"Brother Zhongbiao, are you still the person I know?" Hang'e said shallowly.