Quick Wear: When the Affectionate Male Supporting Character Gets the Script of a Cool Stories

"We found out that they all came from a gang called Mingjinglou. Someone placed an assassination order in the name of the Fourth Prince at Mingjinglou. But since the Fourth Prince had hired someone from Weibei Marquis's Mansion to do the assassination, why did he still look for assassins?"

Su Hui was immersed in talking about his investigation process, and even his coarse linen clothes could not hide the light emanating from him at the moment.

Wei Zheng had a smile on his face and his eyes never left him.

"Eat quickly, or it will get cold." Su Hui glanced at him and urged him, then continued the previous topic:

"In other words, since he can find anonymous assassins, why would he ask you to send out the soldiers from Weibei Marquis's Mansion? Once the truth is revealed, both the Fourth Prince and Weibei Marquis's Mansion will be held accountable. Isn't this a waste of effort?"

Su Huai looked at Wei Zheng steadily, seeking approval.

Wei Zheng looked at the dark circles under his eyes and his obviously thin face, and asked, "Have you not slept these days?"

In just two days, Su Huai, a person who did not belong to the Ministry of Justice, was able to find out so much. It was not difficult for Wei Zheng to imagine how he worked day and night without sleep.

While feeling distressed, he also felt indescribably happy.

His Ahui has always cared about him.

"I fell asleep too," Su Huai said with a straight face, "Don't change the subject! I only want to ask you one thing, about the palace soldiers, did you do it on purpose? This is not a mistake you would make, the only reason I can think of is..."

He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you using yourself as a fuse to ignite the entire Weibei Marquis Mansion?"

He and Wei Zheng have known each other since they were teenagers. He knew everything about Wei Zheng. He knew that Wei Zheng had resentment towards Wei Ting, and that they were later forcibly separated by Wei Ting. So many things happened.

Given Wei Zheng's personality of doing things without considering the consequences, Su Huai thought about it and felt that this was a possibility, and he felt both distressed and angry.

"But when you were making these plans, did you ever think about how to get out of this situation? Did you ever think about—"

I.

The questioning came to an abrupt end here. Su Huai controlled his emotions, stared at Wei Zheng's expression, and waited for an answer.

Wei Zheng's eyes were complicated and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. It was a long time before Su Hui heard him ask.

"Su Jingnan, I just want to ask you one question. Why are you running around investigating without sleep?"

"Is it for the truth of the case itself, or for me, Wei Jiusi?"

The truth of the case has been investigated by the Ministry of Justice, and His Majesty has also made a conclusion. He did this naturally for Wei Jiusi!

But the future is uncertain, and Su Huai doesn't dare to promise his feelings easily. He just wants Wei Jiusi to be alive.

But Su Huai could understand the expectation in Wei Zheng's eyes.

Perhaps, he could take a step forward and give each other a chance to start over.

"I..." Su Huai took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to speak.

"I already know the answer."

Wei Zheng interrupted him, expressionless, even indifferent, "Lord Su is really naive. There are many things I haven't told the people in the Ministry of Justice, but now that I hear you have done so many useless things, I feel sorry for you, so I'll tell you."

"The Marquis' Mansion has always been supporting the Fourth Prince. His Majesty is not feeling well, and the Crown Prince is pressing us. If we don't take action now, the Crown Prince will ascend to the throne one day, and our Weibei Marquis' Mansion will no longer have a foothold in this court."

"If it weren't for Jiang Xu from the Duke's Mansion who discovered the poison that my aunt had given Your Majesty in the palace, and Your Majesty had been prepared, our cause of supporting the Fourth Prince would have been successful long ago. Those assassins would have been sent by the Crown Prince and had nothing to do with the Fourth Prince."

"At this point, we are just one step behind. There is no such thing as injustice."

"Master Su, do you understand?"

Su Huai's eyes were full of disbelief. "Wei Jiusi, do you know what you are saying?"

"The truth," Wei Zheng said word by word, "I am telling you the truth so that you don't waste your time on people like me."

He paused, then suddenly laughed wickedly, "Master Su, you don't think that I brought down my own father just for you, do you?"

"Why do you think that after I, Wei Jiusi, humbled myself like that and saw you risking your life to protect another man, I would still treat you like a treasure in my heart?"

Su Huai's face gradually turned pale, "Wei Jiusi you..."

"Su Huai, let's go." Wei Zheng said calmly, looking at him indifferently, "Don't make me think you are here to laugh at me."

"...Okay, since this is what you want, I won't bother you anymore."

Su Huai clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves and struggled to find his voice. Before he completely collapsed, he turned his back to Wei Zheng and walked out of the cell.

He thought that he was probably spoiled by Wei Zheng's previous favoritism. Even though he had always been the one pushing Wei Zheng away, he had never subconsciously thought that Wei Zheng would one day stop loving him.

A feeling of sourness and a sense of loss that he didn't want to admit swept over Su Huai's body. His teeth trembled slightly between his lips and tongue. He tried his best not to show his weakness and left the cell seemingly nonchalantly.

Suddenly, Wei Zheng's voice came from behind again -

"Su Huai."

He thought that if Wei Zheng said that just now was just angry words, he would turn around and punch him.

No, two punches, both sides of the face!

"Don't come tomorrow. I don't want you to see that scene."

Su Huai froze in place for a long time before he responded in a dry voice, "...Okay."

Watching his back disappearing around the corner where he could no longer be seen, Wei Zheng did not avert his gaze until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared. Only then did he come to his senses and sit down at the table again.

Looking at the delicious food that had already gone cold on the table, he picked up his chopsticks and kept putting food into his mouth.

Ah Hui, I'm sorry.

Such mean words made Wei Zheng feel more painful than being whipped.

The crimes committed by the Weibei Marquisate are all punishable by the death of nine generations of the family. Your Majesty has been merciful by not implicating the entire Wei family.

Wei Ting is dead, and Wei Zheng can no longer live in this world.

Many things cannot be forced. Now he only wishes that Ah Hui can live in peace and tranquility year after year.

……

In the early spring of the 56th year of the Southern Yuan Dynasty, the late heavy snow covered the entire capital city, and it was so cold that few people were seen on the streets.

But the servants who deliver meals to the Heavenly Prison will not slow down because of the heavy snow.

After the group handed over their badges, the guard at the prison gate felt something was wrong. "Did you notice that the faces of those servants who delivered the food just now were unfamiliar?"

The colleague next to him didn't take it seriously, stamping his feet in the cold, "So what? Who wants to do such a thankless job? It's no wonder that these menial jobs are replaced frequently. It's so cold, don't think too much."

The guard thought so too, turned around to look at the servant who walked into the prison, and sighed, "Speaking of which, today's meal is Commander Wei's last meal, right?"

"That man has enjoyed his life before. I think he deserves it. He gave up his job as the commander of the imperial guards and assassinated His Majesty. He really wants his life!"

……

"Wait for me here, bring me the clothes."

The leading servant took the bundle from the person behind him and walked straight to the deepest part of the cell.