Feng Zhen, who had been tricked by Wei Ci, pondered for a long time but still had no clue. Wei Ci even kindly made him a cup of tea.
"Thank you," Feng Zhen thanked him as he accepted it.
Just as his lips touched the rim of the cup, he suddenly realized that it was not right — he had almost been fooled by Wei Zixiao.
She looked up and saw Wei Ci's frowning eyebrows. His eyes, which seemed to be painted black, flickered with a dense gloominess.
Seeing this, Feng Zhen's heart softened. He swallowed the words that were stuck in his throat and did not continue to make things difficult for Wei Ci.
"I'm tired, so I decided to stay in your residence for a while." Feng Zhen's eyes turned as another idea popped into his mind. He said shamelessly, "In the past, you and I used to sleep together and talk through the night about world affairs. Now that I think about it, it's been so long. "
Wei Ci glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and said, "There are still guest rooms in the residence that are empty."
It was not that Wei Ci was stingy, but Feng Zhen's sleeping posture was comparable to Lu Zheng's. He was also someone who slept from the head of the bed to the end.
Feng Zhen was small and weak, but he was very thick-skinned. He coaxed and pestered his way to Wei Ci's master bedroom.
While Wei Ci was taking a shower, he unrestrained took off his clothes, leaving only his pajamas on, and hurriedly rolled into the bed. Wei Ci was a bit of a neat freak. The bed was regularly washed and changed. Even in this sweaty weather, the bed was still clean and tidy, emitting a fresh and natural fragrance. No matter what, it was much better than Feng Zhen's doghole-like bedroom.
By the time Wei Ci washed up and was ready to sleep, Feng Zhen had already fallen asleep with his limbs spread out. His clothes were slightly open and his hair was messy. He was sprawled out, taking up most of the space. The weather was still hot and it was easy to sweat. Feng Zhen did not even take a shower and just rolled onto his bed … Wei Ci thought to himself that when Feng Zhen woke up, he would definitely wash this mattress three to five times.
Wei Ci was wearing white pajamas and lay on his side on the other side of the bed. Drowsiness overwhelmed him and his consciousness slowly drifted into dreamland.
At this moment, Feng Zhen deliberately lowered his voice and asked.
"Zixiao? Zixiao? Are you still awake? "
Wei Ci struggled to open his eyes and answered vaguely, "What is it?"
Feng Zhen said, "Speaking of sleeping together, I suddenly thought of something. You and the Lord seemed to have once shared the same bed and slept together? "
Wei Ci narrowed his eyes as he listened, but he was highly vigilant about anything related to Jiang Pengji.
When he understood the content of Feng Zhen's question, he was so shocked that his entire body quivered, and all his sleepiness was gone.
"Feng Zishi, if you don't want to sleep, you should go back to your house earlier!"
Feng Zhen supported his cheek with one hand and turned sideways to look at Wei Ci. That flawless, jade-like face was now filled with complicated emotions. There was embarrassment and shock, as well as the fear of having his secret exposed. It had to be said that this greatly satisfied Feng Zhen's bad taste.
"No! I'm not leaving! "Feng Zhen shamelessly crawled onto the bed and hugged the pillow with both hands. Suddenly, his fingertips touched a roll of something.
He reached out and carefully touched it, taking out the scroll. It was actually a scroll that had been carefully put away by someone.
Without waiting for him to react, Wei Ci's expression changed again, and he uncharacteristically pounced on him.
Feng Zhen instinctively dodged and avoided Wei Ci. Relying on his agility, he ran away with the scroll.
He didn't want to open the scroll, but Wei Ci's reaction was too abnormal.
"Tsk … The precious thing on the bedside, could it be the fire-repelling painting that you usually look at for fun?"
Feng Zhen escaped quickly and opened the painting quickly. Wei Ci was afraid to take action, so he couldn't catch up to him.
"Feng Zishi!"
Wei Ci was so angry that he took the long sword by the side of the bed and unsheathed it. Feng Zhen was so frightened that his hair stood on end.
Was he serious?
Feng Zhen quickly glanced at the contents of the painting. When he saw it clearly, he looked at Wei Ci with a strange expression.
There was no other reason. The woman in the painting was none other than Jiang Pengji.
The woman in the painting was sleeping on a flower. The strokes were exquisite and realistic. It was completely different from the current freehand brushwork. This painting was more realistic. The woman's eyelashes were long and slender. Her eyelids trembled slightly, as if she was about to open her tipsy eyes and reveal a pair of clear, watery eyes.
That wasn't all, but the woman in the painting was dressed very boldly. It was completely different from the current conservative creative style.
Her sleeves were narrow, revealing two snow-white wrists. The hem of her skirt was huge, as gorgeous as a blooming peony. In comparison, the hem of her skirt was a little short. It only covered her calves, revealing two slender feet. Two silver rings with bells hung on her slender ankles.
The woman was sleeping soundly on the ground because she was drunk. Her sleeping petals were scattered around, making the white look whiter and the red redder.
The surrounding rockery overlapped, and the environment was remote and quiet. Here, there was such a breathtaking scene, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
Feng Zhen glanced at the time of the inscription and raised his eyebrows fearlessly.
"My lord was only 12 years old at that time, and you already had so many thoughts?"
The date of the painting was six years ago, the first month after Wei Ci's rebirth.
At that time, the beauty was sleeping and in full bloom. Wei Ci saw the fallen petals all over the ground. Memories of the past flashed before his eyes. He couldn't bear it and drew.
Now that he thought about it, he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
Feng Zhen had always been someone who couldn't keep his mouth shut. It was hard to say when he would reveal a word or two to his lord.
Although Wei Ci's disguise had long been stripped bare in front of Jiang Pengji, he still harbored some hope.
"Take it back!" Wei Ci pointed his sword at Feng Zhen, feeling even more anxious.
Although Feng Zhen wasn't afraid of death, he understood the principle of moderation. He couldn't force Wei Ci into a corner.
Even a rabbit would bite when it was cornered, not to mention that Wei Ci's swordsmanship wasn't bad.
"Fine, I'll return it to you." Feng Zhen didn't dare to throw the painting over. Instead, he rolled it up and handed it back to Wei Ci. However, he said, "I've never seen anyone more hesitant than you. You were still denying it just now. Now that the evidence is irrefutable, I don't know what else you can say. "
Not only did he draw such a painting in private, he even hid it next to the pillow in the master bedroom.
What was he thinking? Did he even need to analyze it?
Wei Ci sheathed the sword in his hand, but the gloominess on his face didn't dissipate.
Feng Zhen suddenly asked with a smile, "Are you afraid of death?"
Wei Ci had just said that "getting rid of the father and keeping the son" was the best solution. Now that he was pleased with his lord, he couldn't help but think too much.
Of course, Feng Zhen knew Wei Ci's temperament. It was impossible for him to be afraid of death.
Feng Zhen calmly prepared to listen to Wei Ci's explanation. Looking at his embarrassed expression, he didn't expect Wei Ci to look absent-minded.
"If I was afraid … I wouldn't have killed myself back then …"
Wei Ci barely managed to shut his mouth and did not manage to say the last word 'kill'.
Otherwise, with Feng Zhen's ability to cause trouble, wouldn't he get to the bottom of it?
Feng Zhen saw that the alarm had been lifted and immediately became fearless.
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