Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

Behind him, Wei Jing watched Jiang Mingwei's departing back, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

Sitting down slowly against the rock wall, he couldn't help but recall every detail of yesterday...

Over and over again, it lingered in his mind, making him unable to forget it for a long time.

After a long time, he shook his head vigorously, forcing himself not to think about it anymore.

What's the point of thinking about these things now?

That was none other than his sister-in-law, his brother's widow!

He swore to take care of everything that belonged to his brother.

This naturally includes the wife he married.

only……

Speaking of Wei Zhi, Wei Jing recalled the fight with the man in black yesterday.

Because he was in a hurry to chase Jiang Mingwei, he did not entangle with the man in black for a long time, but he could vaguely feel that the man in black's moves were very familiar to him.

He really couldn't figure out who wanted to kill him?

He is indeed the most prestigious general in Nanjing now, but he is only a third-rank general. There are more powerful generals and marshals above him, which is not a height he can reach now.

If they really wanted to attack Nan Jing, shouldn't they be the first ones to deal with?

Why is it me?

Moreover, that group of people even knew about his relationship with Jiang Mingwei and made those frivolous jokes, which clearly showed that they were very familiar with him and knew him inside out.

Who on earth is it that not only knows him very well, but also wants to kill him?

Suddenly, Wei Jing thought of a possibility.

Zhou's hideous and terrifying face appeared in my mind...

Yes, if we were to ask who in the entire general's mansion knew him best and wanted to kill him the most, it would be no one other than Zhou.

She had always hated herself so much!

It was he who wished to die, not Wei Zhi.

If he died too, would Zhou be able to get what she wanted?

But apart from the reward from the general's mansion, there was no other wealth. His death meant that the Zhou family would not be able to get more money.

With her greedy personality, could she really be satisfied?

Besides, no matter what, Zhou was just a woman in the inner house. How could she find those killers?

Well-trained, it is obvious that they are not from the third-rate sects in the martial arts world, but more like soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles...

So even though he suspected Zhou, after careful consideration, Wei Jing felt that this was unlikely...

If the person who wanted to kill me was not Zhou, then who could it be?

He felt that no one in the court could do it.

He had just returned to the court and had never taken sides with any party, nor had he had any conflicts or disputes with anyone, nor had he been ostracized or treated with disdain by any of his colleagues.

Of course, he couldn't be the emperor.

Nanjing is now in urgent need of people who can serve the country, and he is the first to bear the brunt.

But the man in black wanted to kill him by name, and he also wanted to conceal the truth of his death...

Apart from the wounds on his body, Wei Jing couldn't get any clues. He could only recall over and over again the movements of the men in black when they attacked him and their martial arts moves.

The more Wei Jing thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong!

It was so familiar that he could hardly forget it, so where exactly did it exist in his memory?

Just as Wei Jing was searching hard, a movement of a man in black suddenly flashed before his eyes.

His entire body was almost stiff, and he couldn't move for a long time...

I remember it, he remembers it!

But as he thought about it, he couldn't believe it was true——

If the black-clothed man's moves were reversed, it would be the set of sword techniques that Wei Zhi had once taught him!

As for the next few moves of the man in black, they were almost all based on that sword technique, but they were integrated in reverse!

How could this be?

Why did the martial arts his brother taught him become exactly the same as those black people used?

Is all this just a coincidence, or is there some unexpected secret?

His heart was inexplicably agitated...

In a trance, Wei Jing recalled the day on the battlefield.

When the Northern Frontier invaded, Wei Zhi, as a fifth-rank officer, would naturally lead the army personally.

At that time, Wei Jing was just his adjutant following beside him, ready to pick him up at any time, but Wei Zhi patted him on the shoulder and told him to stay in the tent.

Then, he heard that Wei Zhi was defeated by the enemy.

So he immediately went to the battlefield to help, but just when Wei Jing arrived at the battlefield, he saw Wei Zhi's chest was pierced by a long sword!

He was extremely shocked and rushed forward with a growl, wanting to help.

However, the other side had more people and more power, and even though he was a martial arts master, he was no match for them.

Seeing that he was losing step by step and wanted to take Wei Zhi away with him, Wei Zhi grabbed his hand, shook his head at him, smiled, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The hero is dying, sad and heroic.

He told Wei Jing that he was almost dying, and that he should leave immediately instead of wasting his energy on him!

Stay away from here, it would be even better if you can leave the military camp, and never come back to do this hard job again!

As a younger brother, he should live in peace and happiness.

When he was dragged away by his fellow soldiers, he saw Wei Zhi being pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows...

Wei Jing couldn't believe that he had lost his beloved elder brother just like that.

His only comfort in the Wei family since the death of Master Wei had fallen before his eyes.

From that moment on, he took over Wei Zhi's position and completed what he could not complete.

Battles big and small have tempered Wei Jing, making him more resolute, more mature and steady, invincible and victorious!

Gradually, he forgot about Wei Zhi's affairs and only thought about defending his country.

It was not until he finally returned to the capital that he thought of his brother again.

Thinking of the promise he made to him and his current helplessness and struggle, his emotions were silently devouring him, making Wei Jing feel at a loss.

The origins of that group of men in black must be thoroughly investigated!

He must never wrongly accuse any good person.

Of course, he also hopes that the person he considers to be a good person must be a good person.

Please don't let him feel desperate again...

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mingwei finally came back from picking herbs and also picked up a lot of wild fruits.

Wrapping himself in a large leaf, he happily stepped into the cave.

Seeing Wei Jing leaning against the cliff with a bad look on his face, her heart skipped a beat and she quickly put down her things to check his pulse.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with Wei Jing's pulse, but his face was pale. Maybe it was because his wound had not healed yet or he was hungry?

Thinking about this, Jiang Mingwei took out half of the fruit she found and handed it to Wei Jing.

"Take some, and I'll apply medicine on you after you finish! If we're lucky, the princess will find us today, and we can escape from this damn place."

Wei Jing nodded and did not refuse.

After the two of them ate the fruit, Jiang Mingwei treated Wei Jing's wound again.

After untying the cloth containing the medicine residue and throwing it away, she repeated her behavior from yesterday.

Until the medicine was applied to Wei Jing's wound again.

With a sharp pain, Wei Jing frowned and her hands froze.

"Does it hurt?"