The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

When Lu Heng pulled the cloak for her, he accidentally touched Wang Yanqing's cheek, and it was cold. He touched Wang Yanqing's finger, and sure enough, it was as cold as ice. Lu Heng held Wang Yanqing's hand, warmed her with his own, and said, "No hurry, find a place to warm up first."

As Lu Heng spoke, he thought to himself that Wang Yanqing's fingers were so cold that he was either naturally cold or weak, and in short, he had to be recuperated. It seems that he has to find a husband for her when he goes back.

The matter of Lu Heng's behalf, the guards will soon be done. Baoding officials immediately packed up a warm and spacious room, which was spotlessly clean and well-furnished. There were also double land and leaf signs, which ensured that the commander would live comfortably. After Lu Heng entered, they glanced roughly. They probably thought that this house was used by Lu Heng, and all the furnishings were male, and there was not a single woman's utensils. Lu Heng frowned, very dissatisfied. Seeing this, Wang Yanqing said softly, "Second brother, I like the simple and elegant decoration here. Can I sit here for a while?"

Lu Heng sighed softly in his heart and said to Wang Yanqing, "I said, you don't have to guess my face."

Wang Yanqing lowered her head, her chin resting on the fluffy fur collar, as cold and fragile as Jade: "No, I like it."

She has become intuitive to see people's expressions, and she can't distinguish between life and case handling. At first, Lu Heng felt that she was blessed with this ability, but now think about it, what has she experienced to develop such a skill?

He would rather she didn't have this talent.

Lu Heng didn't bother any more, and took Wang Yanqing to sit down. There were no women in a place like the guardhouse, and there was no heater in the house, so Lu Heng used his own hands to keep her warm.

Lu Heng's palm is bigger than Wang Yanqing's, and he can cover both of Wang Yanqing's hands with one hand. In addition, he has practiced martial arts all the year round, his body is strong, and his palms are always hot, which is in stark contrast to Wang Yanqing's ice-like fingers. Wang Yanqing's fingers curled up in Lu Heng's palm, and she could touch his dry and warm palm with a little movement. She quietly felt the slightly rough calluses on Lu Heng's palm, and greed unknowingly developed in her heart.

The guard sent the records of leaving the city. Lu Heng held Wang Yanqing with one hand and slowly flipped the records with the other hand. After reading for a while, he said, "Go to the city to search the mountains, check the villages along the way, and see if anyone has seen Liang. family carriage."

The Jinyiwei outside the partition led the order, and his steps were quick and powerful, and he was gone in a short while. After the door was closed again, Wang Yanqing asked, "Second brother, how are you sure you are in Mancheng?"

"Liang Wen's natal family is in Qingyuan, but she leaves the city through the north gate. Qingyuan is in the south of Baoding. It's not even the Chinese New Year, and there is no city gate congestion. Why should she detour like this? There are barren mountains in the north, which is the most suitable for Throwing the body away, she should go to the city."

Wang Yanqing nodded, she hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Second brother, don't you have to go out?"

Lu Heng closed the booklet and glanced at her lightly: "Drive me away?"

"No." Wang Yanqing bit her lip, her face was as pale as snow, her lips were almost colorless, she said obediently, "I'm afraid that because of me, the second brother's business will be delayed."

Everyone was looking for Liang Rong's body outside, but Lu Heng was here with her, and she could be seen by officials. This is not good for Lu Heng's career or reputation. Wang Yanqing is afraid that Lu Heng will be dragged down for his own sake.

"When will your cautious temperament get better?" Lu Heng seemed to sigh, and squeezed Wang Yanqing's slender hand even more tightly, and said, "Why isn't your business a serious business? Other women are coquettish, take Qiao, If you feel unhappy, show your face, you are better, always think of others. You have to be ignorant and put yourself in the most central position. "

A picture quickly flashed through Wang Yanqing's mind. She seemed to hear someone say "Qingqing, you have to be sensible", but she couldn't see the face of the person in front of her. She frowned and said puzzled: "But, second brother, haven't you always made me sensible?"

Lu Heng was stunned for a moment. He stared at Wang Yanqing's eyes for a while, then smiled lightly: "People always change, I've changed my mind now. Qingqing, did you remember something?"

Chapter 18 Marrying a Wife

With a smile on his lips, Lu Heng silently examined Wang Yanqing. Wang Yanqing didn't pay attention to Lu Heng's eyes. She fell into the memory of the past. It was obvious that the scene just flashed by, but when she thought about it, she couldn't find anything.

She was dazed for a long time, her head hurt from thinking, but there was no result. She reached out and tapped her forehead, and Lu Heng took her hand in time and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Wang Yanqing raised her head, as if she had done something wrong, and said pitifully, "Second brother, I'm sorry, I only remember that you told me to be sensible, but I can't remember the rest."

Lu Heng's brows moved slightly, what did he say? It seems that Wang Yanqing didn't really remember it, but as long as she remembered it, she knew that the person in front of her was not her second brother at all. Lu Heng's heart didn't know whether to relax or be disappointed. He smiled at Wang Yanqing, the end of his eyes twitched, and he was as seductive and addicted as a deep lake: "It doesn't matter, it's fine if I can't remember, we still have a long time, so don't worry. Apart from this, Any more?"

Wang Yanqing shook his head, his eyes cautious. Lu Heng knew that this black cauldron wanted him to carry it again, so he paused, comforted Wang Yanqing, and said to himself: "What you remember, it should be about your illness when you were eight years old. I got up in the morning to practice martial arts, and you should also Follow, the martial arts lessons are arranged according to my schedule, you are weak, you can't stand it and you have to fight hard, and you will fall ill when you go back. I will let you rest for a few days, if you don't, you have to get up the next day and continue. I'll let you be sensible and don't make fun of your body."