The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Chapter 216 Hit 1 calamity

"Ye Xu actually cooperated with the imperial court to achieve his goal." Ji Qiuyue said in a dissatisfied tone: "This is like cooking a running dog and hiding a good bow. Isn't he afraid that after the success, he will end up like this."

Song Yu said, "Maybe someone gave me a pillow when I was sleepy. That's just right."

Ji Qiuyue looked confused: "What do you mean?"

Before Song Yu could explain, Fu Zhenghong interrupted, "Miss Song, I'm sorry. I didn't expect this matter would involve the court. You and Qingling... Young Master, since you are already preparing to retire from the martial arts world, if you withdraw now, if there is a confrontation with the court in the future, I will definitely not implicate you two."

Song Yu was a little surprised. Fu Zhenghong was asking them to take the initiative to avoid future troubles.

After all, since ancient times, the people have never fought against the officials, and no matter how good the martial arts are, they cannot stop thousands of troops.

In martial arts novels, a hero as powerful as Guo Jing eventually died for his country when Xiangyang City fell. This was the end of his heroic life.

If Song Yu was an indigenous resident of this era, or if she had not seen the photo, she might have really given up, and even would not have agreed to their request on the mountain.

But now, it is impossible to get them to withdraw.

Song Yu and Qing Ling looked at each other, and then said, "Do you remember why we came here?"

Fu Zhenghong was stunned, then nodded.

Song Yu looked at Wei Wenyao and asked, "Master Wei, may I borrow the Qitian Sword now?"

Although she was asking, her tone was not very nice.

Song Yu now has complicated feelings towards Wei Wenyao. He sympathizes with his situation and feels that the imperial court obviously wants to kill him.

But I also hated him for implicating innocent people.

If he had not forcibly brought those doctors into the villa, those people would not have suffered such a disaster.

But she also knew in her heart that the accident was unexpected, and Wei Wenyao had not expected such an outcome.

The two emotions are intertwined with each other, and it is difficult to sort them out for a while.

Now, she could only suppress the extra emotions in her heart and try not to think too much so that she could communicate normally with Wei Wenyao.

Wei Wenyao turned around, looked up at Song Yu, and said, "Qitian Sword? Ha," his tone was full of sarcasm, "It's in the Hulong Villa. If you want it, go find it."

Song Yu looked at him and said, "Don't you think that all these disasters are caused by this Qitian Sword?"

Wei Wenyao didn't say anything, but his eyes already told the answer.

Song Yu said, "When you find out it was the imperial court's doing, whether you have the Qitian Sword or not, your Hulong Villa will not be able to escape this disaster."

"How could he not escape? If Ye Xu hadn't coveted it, he would have cooperated with the court. How could... how could it be..." Wei Wenyao said with tears in his eyes.

Song Yu shook his head and said, "Now it seems that it was just an introduction. Without Qi Tian Sword and Ye Xu, there might be Zhao Xu, Zhang Xu, or maybe no one.

Since ancient times, everything that rises must fall. Your Hulong Villa has survived three dynasties and is well-known. Even now, the people in the city have built a golden statue of General Wei. You haven't made any achievements now, but can you guarantee that your descendants will not make any achievements either?

If another Protector of the Nation appears, who do you think will fall into chaos first, the world or the imperial court?

Song Yu's analysis fell into everyone's ears word by word, and everyone looked at Song Yu with surprise.

Song Yu continued, "Do you think that those people really took it so easy and rushed in directly after your Hulong Villa was in trouble?"

"Is it because... there is an insider?" Ji Qiuyue said.

When Song Yu looked over, Ji Qiuyue thought she had said something wrong and her eyes were a little evasive.

The next moment, Song Yu nodded at her. Ji Qiuyue saw it out of the corner of her eye and her eyes lit up in an instant.

Song Yu said, "That's right. So, Master Wei, your calamity and the calamity of Hulong Villa are only a matter of time."

After listening to Song Yu's analysis, Wei Wenyao's expression became increasingly gloomy.

He seemed to finally realize that his ancestors' century-old foundation was destroyed in his hands overnight.

But in just one day, he went from being the high-spirited owner of the world's number one manor to being a disgraced fugitive.

From now on, if he wants to stay alive, he can no longer reveal his identity.

Master Wei could only die in that fire.

His enemy is not a martial artist, nor a peerless master, but the emperor who sits high above the temple.

Song Yu and the others just happened to come across it. Not only did they have nothing to do with this matter, they were also implicated and almost died in the fire.

Wei Wenyao's heart was dead at this moment. He said in a hoarse voice, "If that's the case, then let it be. Your disputes have nothing to do with me."

Song Yu said: "Even if it is like this, even if Hulong Villa is finished, you are not left with nothing, you still have your wife."

Wei Wenyao suddenly looked up, looked at Song Yu, and then looked at his wife who was still unconscious.

Song Yu said, "So many people died because of you. Even if it wasn't your intention, even if you don't want to make amends for them, what about your wife? Are you going to let her end up like that?"

Song Yu was gambling. She was gambling on Wei Wenyao's feelings for his wife.

After Mrs. Wei lost her fertility, Wei Wenyao was just thankful that her life was safe.

Song Yu placed all his bets on Madam Wei.

Song Yu said: "If you can help us, we can also protect you to a safe place and live the rest of your life in peace."

The room fell into silence. No one spoke again, and everyone was waiting for Wei Wenyao's answer.

Wei Wenyao said, "Ten miles outside the city, on Phoenix Mountain, is the ancestral tomb of the Wei family, the tombstone and the base of Wei Jinchuan's tomb."

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It was dawn the next day.

"Madam, be careful of the heat." Wei Wenyao carefully fed the medicine into his wife's mouthful by mouthful.

Mrs. Wei woke up this morning and came in, but she knew nothing about what happened the night before.

She first touched her flat belly and asked Wei Wenyao how their child was doing.

She thought she was pregnant and about to give birth.

Wei Wenyao pondered this issue for a long time. Although he had already found an excuse, he didn't know whether his wife would believe him.

But there must be an explanation.

"Madam, the doctor said you are not pregnant, but sick." Wei Wenyao said.

"Sick? Impossible. I clearly felt the baby moving in my belly. Husband, didn't you feel it before? How could I be sick? Is there something wrong with the baby?" Mrs. Wei really couldn't believe Wei Wenyao's words for a while.

But Wei Wenyao just said with pity: "Madam, I didn't lie to you. I'm really just sick. You are not pregnant."

But Mrs. Wei insisted that she was pregnant. Later, Song Yu came to explain to her in detail the symptoms of pregnancy and the condition of women after childbirth.

Mrs. Wei finally accepted it reluctantly.

After learning the truth, it was as if all my hopes were dashed, and my whole spirit collapsed.

Wei Wenyao carefully comforted her from the side: "Madam, don't be discouraged. You and I are still young. Take good care of your health. There is still a long way to go."

With Wei Wenyao's persistent comfort, Mrs. Wei's expression finally eased a little.