Chapter 437
Letter
Chapter 437 Letter
Xie Zhifei's voice was calm.
"Zheng Huantang is accustomed to using swords, but Huai Zuo said that his swordsmanship is also very good. In addition, he is also good at reading books.
Zheng Huantang's wife's surname was Zhao, which was not related to the Zheng family. It was Zheng Huantang who fell in love with her. "
"I fell in love with it." Yan Sanhe repeated in a low voice.
It turns out that father and mother are not the orders of their parents or the words of a matchmaker. They love each other.
Xie Zhifei: "I heard that Zheng Huantang had been quarreling with his family for a long time because of this Zhao family. Zheng Yu finally couldn't resist his son, so he reluctantly agreed."
"How come the Zhao family and the Zheng family are from the wrong family?"
Xie Zhifei: "She was engaged before, but she killed her fiancé before we got married."
My mother Kefu?
Yan Sanhe sneered, "What's wrong with this world? Why do you have to blame women for everything?"
Xie Zhifei: "I killed two of them."
So what if there are two, it's just a man's own bad luck.
Yan Sanhe thought so in his heart, but said in a very calm tone: "No wonder General Zheng disagrees."
Xie Zhifei nodded.
"Zheng Huantang insists on marrying her, which shows that there is something unusual about this Zhao family."
"I heard from Zheng Huaizuo that Mr. Zhao has been studying for several years. He is the most knowledgeable and courteous person. He is also very good-looking. It is said that he has a beautiful peak on his forehead."
Yan Sanhe raised his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Zheng Huaizuo even told you this?"
"Well, he doesn't have any friends. I'm the only one who messes around."
Xie Zhifei: "Sometimes when I hold myself back, I say anything."
Yan Sanhe recalled the conversation between the two servants in the dream and asked tentatively: "Why does Zheng Huaizuo have no friends?"
Xie Zhifei looked at her quietly with an unusually serious look.
"Didn't I tell you? Why did you forget?"
What are you telling me?
Yan Sanhe looked a little stunned.
She searched hard in her mind, "I don't remember you telling me."
The study is quiet.
Xie Zhifei looked at her with an even more astonished look, as if he was exploring the truth or falsehood of her words.
The man's eyes were too scorching. Yan Sanhe wanted to look away, but felt that he shouldn't feel so guilty, so he looked directly at him and said:
"I won't remember wrongly."
"That must be my memory."
Xie Zhifei smiled habitually.
"It is said that the twins' birthdays were not very good. Zhao is the wife of the kefu, and they are the kefu of the Zheng family. Therefore, the Zheng family detained the whole family in Haitang Court and did not let them come out."
Yan Sanhe's heart skipped a beat, "When are the twins' birthdays?"
Her eyes were filled with eagerness, and she looked at Xie Zhifei for a long time.
"Same as me, July [-]th."
"ulterior motive?"
Yan Sanhe choked in shock. He didn't want Xie Zhifei to notice his rudeness, so he hurriedly found something to say:
"Grandma said that there are two types of ghost fetuses, one is the living soul, and the other is the little ghost wandering outside."
"Sister-in-law is right."
Xie Zhifei: "A living soul cannot defeat a person, but an imp can defeat a person."
Yan Sanhe: "Is this really true?"
Xie Zhifei smiled at her and said, "You are a goddess, so you should know better than me."
When he smiled, the dimples on both sides deepened, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes, instead there was a hint of ridicule.
This made Yan Sanhe feel a little weird.
Why is he smiling like this?
"I only know how to transform thoughts and demons, I don't know anything else."
Xie Zhifei whispered: "You can see things in the minds of dead people. These..."
"Don't talk too far."
Yan Sanhe interrupted him: "Let's talk about Zheng Huantang's room." "There's nothing more to say."
Xie Zhifei stood up, suddenly sat down again, and raised his fingers to Yan Sanhe.
Yan Sanhe didn't know what he was going to do, so he stretched his head.
"By the way, one more thing. They are twins who actually look very different. The older brother is more heroic, while the younger sister is more fragile and sickly. Do you think why?"
"Why?" Yan Sanhe raised his eyes.
The distance between their eyebrows was only a short distance away, and Xie Zhifei could clearly see the red bloodshot eyes and the curiosity that couldn't be concealed.
"I do not know either."
He said softly: "Maybe not all twins look the same."
Then why did you call me here?
Yan Sanhe stepped back, ignored this person, and slowly lowered his eyelashes.
My birthday is July [-]th, and I have a ghost pregnancy;
I was weak and sickly as a child;
Zheng Huaiyou and I don’t look much alike;
The reason why our family of four is not favored has been foreshadowed since my father insisted on marrying my mother.
Because we were detained in Haitang Court, my brother and I both knew how to climb trees, and both liked to watch the people coming and going outside the high wall.
This information all matched up with my dreams.
And it fits perfectly!
"Yan Sanhe."
Yan Sanhe suddenly heard his call and raised his head blankly, "Huh?"
Her eyes widened and her lips opened slightly. Xie Zhifei looked at this clueless face, and for a moment, he felt helpless in his heart.
"If you don't ask, since the Zheng family doesn't let the brothers and sisters come out to meet people, how did I know them?"
"How did you meet?"
"Do you still remember that there was an old tree growing outside the wall in the northeast corner of Si Tiao Lane?"
Yan Sanhe visited the ruins of the Zheng family twice and remembered it very clearly.
"It's the half-burnt tree down there."
"The two brothers like to climb trees, and I walk through four alleys in and out."
Xie Zhifei's voice was very soft, "Huaiyou once threw a branch at my head. That's how I got to know them."
Before Yan Sanhe could speak, he suddenly laughed again, "Do you believe it, Yan Sanhe?"
letter.
That's how it should be.
Yan Sanhe nodded vigorously, and then asked: "What kind of people do you think Zheng Huaizuo and Zheng Huaiyou are?"
"Why ask them?"
"I can't ask Zheng Huantang and Zhao."
Yan Sanhe was afraid that Xie Zhifei would see that he was guilty, so he looked at him openly and deliberately, "You don't know them?"
As soon as her eyes were open, Xie Zhifei felt like his heart was twisting in a knife, and he wished he could tell the whole story right away, and then ask everything clearly.
But what to say?
That he died once and lived again?
Who would believe it!
"Huai Zuo is very active and can't sit still for a moment. He has been practicing martial arts with Zheng Huantang since he was a child. He just doesn't like to study and is like a monkey."
"Ah."
Yan Sanhe stood up and pretended to pour tea, covering up the moisture in his eyes.
"Huaiyou..."
Xie Zhifei looked at her back with tenderness in his eyes.
"Huai You is quiet and good-looking. She is very smart and can remember everything after reading it once."
Yan Sanhe's hand pouring tea froze in mid-air.
He actually remembered her when she was a child.
"By the way, she has the same problem as you. Huaiyou said that she always leaves a bite of whatever she eats."
Yan Sanhe felt something stabbed his heart and closed his eyes in pain.
it is me.
Xie Zhifei, I am Huaiyou!
(End of this chapter)
Xie Zhifei's voice was calm.
"Zheng Huantang is accustomed to using swords, but Huai Zuo said that his swordsmanship is also very good. In addition, he is also good at reading books.
Zheng Huantang's wife's surname was Zhao, which was not related to the Zheng family. It was Zheng Huantang who fell in love with her. "
"I fell in love with it." Yan Sanhe repeated in a low voice.
It turns out that father and mother are not the orders of their parents or the words of a matchmaker. They love each other.
Xie Zhifei: "I heard that Zheng Huantang had been quarreling with his family for a long time because of this Zhao family. Zheng Yu finally couldn't resist his son, so he reluctantly agreed."
"How come the Zhao family and the Zheng family are from the wrong family?"
Xie Zhifei: "She was engaged before, but she killed her fiancé before we got married."
My mother Kefu?
Yan Sanhe sneered, "What's wrong with this world? Why do you have to blame women for everything?"
Xie Zhifei: "I killed two of them."
So what if there are two, it's just a man's own bad luck.
Yan Sanhe thought so in his heart, but said in a very calm tone: "No wonder General Zheng disagrees."
Xie Zhifei nodded.
"Zheng Huantang insists on marrying her, which shows that there is something unusual about this Zhao family."
"I heard from Zheng Huaizuo that Mr. Zhao has been studying for several years. He is the most knowledgeable and courteous person. He is also very good-looking. It is said that he has a beautiful peak on his forehead."
Yan Sanhe raised his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Zheng Huaizuo even told you this?"
"Well, he doesn't have any friends. I'm the only one who messes around."
Xie Zhifei: "Sometimes when I hold myself back, I say anything."
Yan Sanhe recalled the conversation between the two servants in the dream and asked tentatively: "Why does Zheng Huaizuo have no friends?"
Xie Zhifei looked at her quietly with an unusually serious look.
"Didn't I tell you? Why did you forget?"
What are you telling me?
Yan Sanhe looked a little stunned.
She searched hard in her mind, "I don't remember you telling me."
The study is quiet.
Xie Zhifei looked at her with an even more astonished look, as if he was exploring the truth or falsehood of her words.
The man's eyes were too scorching. Yan Sanhe wanted to look away, but felt that he shouldn't feel so guilty, so he looked directly at him and said:
"I won't remember wrongly."
"That must be my memory."
Xie Zhifei smiled habitually.
"It is said that the twins' birthdays were not very good. Zhao is the wife of the kefu, and they are the kefu of the Zheng family. Therefore, the Zheng family detained the whole family in Haitang Court and did not let them come out."
Yan Sanhe's heart skipped a beat, "When are the twins' birthdays?"
Her eyes were filled with eagerness, and she looked at Xie Zhifei for a long time.
"Same as me, July [-]th."
"ulterior motive?"
Yan Sanhe choked in shock. He didn't want Xie Zhifei to notice his rudeness, so he hurriedly found something to say:
"Grandma said that there are two types of ghost fetuses, one is the living soul, and the other is the little ghost wandering outside."
"Sister-in-law is right."
Xie Zhifei: "A living soul cannot defeat a person, but an imp can defeat a person."
Yan Sanhe: "Is this really true?"
Xie Zhifei smiled at her and said, "You are a goddess, so you should know better than me."
When he smiled, the dimples on both sides deepened, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes, instead there was a hint of ridicule.
This made Yan Sanhe feel a little weird.
Why is he smiling like this?
"I only know how to transform thoughts and demons, I don't know anything else."
Xie Zhifei whispered: "You can see things in the minds of dead people. These..."
"Don't talk too far."
Yan Sanhe interrupted him: "Let's talk about Zheng Huantang's room." "There's nothing more to say."
Xie Zhifei stood up, suddenly sat down again, and raised his fingers to Yan Sanhe.
Yan Sanhe didn't know what he was going to do, so he stretched his head.
"By the way, one more thing. They are twins who actually look very different. The older brother is more heroic, while the younger sister is more fragile and sickly. Do you think why?"
"Why?" Yan Sanhe raised his eyes.
The distance between their eyebrows was only a short distance away, and Xie Zhifei could clearly see the red bloodshot eyes and the curiosity that couldn't be concealed.
"I do not know either."
He said softly: "Maybe not all twins look the same."
Then why did you call me here?
Yan Sanhe stepped back, ignored this person, and slowly lowered his eyelashes.
My birthday is July [-]th, and I have a ghost pregnancy;
I was weak and sickly as a child;
Zheng Huaiyou and I don’t look much alike;
The reason why our family of four is not favored has been foreshadowed since my father insisted on marrying my mother.
Because we were detained in Haitang Court, my brother and I both knew how to climb trees, and both liked to watch the people coming and going outside the high wall.
This information all matched up with my dreams.
And it fits perfectly!
"Yan Sanhe."
Yan Sanhe suddenly heard his call and raised his head blankly, "Huh?"
Her eyes widened and her lips opened slightly. Xie Zhifei looked at this clueless face, and for a moment, he felt helpless in his heart.
"If you don't ask, since the Zheng family doesn't let the brothers and sisters come out to meet people, how did I know them?"
"How did you meet?"
"Do you still remember that there was an old tree growing outside the wall in the northeast corner of Si Tiao Lane?"
Yan Sanhe visited the ruins of the Zheng family twice and remembered it very clearly.
"It's the half-burnt tree down there."
"The two brothers like to climb trees, and I walk through four alleys in and out."
Xie Zhifei's voice was very soft, "Huaiyou once threw a branch at my head. That's how I got to know them."
Before Yan Sanhe could speak, he suddenly laughed again, "Do you believe it, Yan Sanhe?"
letter.
That's how it should be.
Yan Sanhe nodded vigorously, and then asked: "What kind of people do you think Zheng Huaizuo and Zheng Huaiyou are?"
"Why ask them?"
"I can't ask Zheng Huantang and Zhao."
Yan Sanhe was afraid that Xie Zhifei would see that he was guilty, so he looked at him openly and deliberately, "You don't know them?"
As soon as her eyes were open, Xie Zhifei felt like his heart was twisting in a knife, and he wished he could tell the whole story right away, and then ask everything clearly.
But what to say?
That he died once and lived again?
Who would believe it!
"Huai Zuo is very active and can't sit still for a moment. He has been practicing martial arts with Zheng Huantang since he was a child. He just doesn't like to study and is like a monkey."
"Ah."
Yan Sanhe stood up and pretended to pour tea, covering up the moisture in his eyes.
"Huaiyou..."
Xie Zhifei looked at her back with tenderness in his eyes.
"Huai You is quiet and good-looking. She is very smart and can remember everything after reading it once."
Yan Sanhe's hand pouring tea froze in mid-air.
He actually remembered her when she was a child.
"By the way, she has the same problem as you. Huaiyou said that she always leaves a bite of whatever she eats."
Yan Sanhe felt something stabbed his heart and closed his eyes in pain.
it is me.
Xie Zhifei, I am Huaiyou!
(End of this chapter)