Wei's mother had long expected this day, but she never thought that this day would come so quickly.

She seemed to have grown older for decades, but she was calmer than she thought.

"……good."

Go back wherever you come from.

It is not easy to live in Jinling. Mei Niang's life was sacrificed for today's wealth. She was cooked with flowers and cooked with heat, and her conscience was uneasy every day.

It's better to go back.

·

Before leaving, Wei Zhang came to the rouge shop again. His plain robe was thin and slender, but his eyebrows and eyes were fading away.

"Mei Niang."

"Wei Song has been sentenced to death. I heard that you have also resigned from your official position. Wei Zhang, from now on, you will not owe Mei Yanzhi anything. So, don't feel guilty anymore."

Fenghua said to him instead of the original owner.

Mei Yanzhi never hated him.

Even when he initially suspected that his death was his work, he never did.

After receiving Fenghua's words, Wei Zhang was reborn and regained his vitality.

He glanced at Fenghua deeply: "Thank you, Yanzhi."

He called her Yanzhi, not Mei Niang.

"I will take my mother back to Jiangnan. I have bought the land deed of the Mei Mansion house and will be renovated and we will be able to live in it."

"Also, Mei Niang was buried in the Mei family's ancestral land, beside her parents. Every year from now on, I will visit her tombs with her uncle and aunt..."

When the man spoke, he smiled slightly, like the light rain of apricot blossoms in Jiangnan that year, refreshing the heart.

He might have noticed it.

If he loved that woman to the core, the past ten years of knowing each other would be incomparable to her even if she had the same appearance as her.

But the man died for three years and suddenly appeared, confusing his eyes and heart.

Once you calm down, you can easily find flaws...

She is not the woman he likes.

Fenghua listened quietly to him and finally asked, "Do you hate me? If I hadn't appeared, you might have been the powerful Central Chief, Wei Song, the powerful chief minister of the court and the good son-in-law, and his favorite disciple. He is like a beautiful family in the side, and it will not be like the time when he is working hard for half of his life."

"No hatred." Wei Zhang bent his lips, and there was no sign of forced meaning in his expression. He said sincerely, "On the contrary, I thank you very much. Really."

"If I hadn't been you, I might have been kept in the dark forever, and I would have been deceived for the rest of my life."

"But I would rather die clearly than live in a daze."

There are still some things he didn't say—

Perhaps, when you are old and lonely and helpless, when you look back on this life, you will regret it at some point that you will definitely not leave any way out of retreat today.

But at least at this moment, he really does not regret it.

I don’t regret doing something for the woman he really loved.

Human nature is selfish, and the world is cold and weak, and a little sincerity is precious.

...

Wei Song was charged with a treacherous minister and sentenced to death in the autumn.

Before Wei Zhang could see Wei Song being sentenced to death, he packed up his bags and sent off all the slaves from the Zhongcheng Mansion. He only took Wei's mother alone and returned to Jiangnan for a long journey.

It is true that Wei Song is a treacherous minister, but he has treated him sincerely. He treats him as a proud student and teaches him with all his heart, and promotes him to have a smooth career.

Although he killed his beloved person, it is already hard to tell who is right and who is wrong today.

It seemed that it was inappropriate to stay and go to the execution ground in person. Whether to send him a ride or to take advantage of the situation.
Chapter completed!