Tearful Raiders Ex-Boyfriend[Quick Transmigration]

Xie Linchen watched Wen Qin leave with the eunuch, his eyes, which had always been calm in the ancient well, shone with a strange light.

Wen Qin is finally back.

This was the first time I saw Wen Qin after we parted, and Wen Qin was really as he had imagined, with a sane look and a particularly outstanding appearance.

It's just that we've been apart for so long, I don't know if Qinqin still remembers himself?Looking at Wen Qin's appearance just now, it seems that he is very strange to him.

After being lost for a while, Xie Linchen regained his composure.Children are forgetful, and with Mrs. Wen's death, they must also forget other things under grief.Although I felt a little sad in my heart, it seemed even more embarrassing if I chased him up and asked him if he remembered the wolf boy who was in the Bright Moon Palace back then.It’s okay to forget it... forget that I was so embarrassed back then... it’s also good.

Let's meet again, you are the son of the Wen family, and I am Xie Linchen, king of Yi, and my status is also commensurate with yours, it is the best first meeting.

After leaving the palace, he met Xu Yuge head-on.Others couldn't see the joy on Xie Linchen's face, but Xu Yuge could tell at a glance that he was in a good mood.

"So happy?" Xu Yuge teased, "Could it be that you met the sweetheart you've been thinking of?"

Xie Linchen just raised his eyelids and looked at Xu Yuge with a smile, "General Xu, don't talk nonsense."

"You kid, how can you be so serious at such a young age?" Xu Yuge has always known that Xie Linchen's talent is amazing and he works hard. Now not only is his ability outstanding, but his temperament is also unpredictable.

"It's Uncle, you are too unprincipled." Xie Linchen was in a really good mood, his eyes were shining brightly, "He is young, only 13 years old. I have known him since childhood, and we are good friends."

"Friend?" Xu Yuge always knew that Xie Linchen always had someone in mind, but he never thought it was just a friend. "13 years old, you were only seven or eight years old when you met?"

"Yeah." Xie Linchen nodded, in a good mood, and talked a little more, "He just came back from Lin'an." I always knew that he was doing well in Lin'an, so I didn't bother him too much, but now that I'm back in the capital, I feel happy and worried.

Xu Yuge felt that he really couldn't see through his nephew. When he met him back then, he felt sad, and he didn't say a word. He thought it was just a moment of deep sorrow, but he didn't expect his personality to be so quiet.Not only that, but in the past two years, it has become increasingly difficult to see what he wants to do. The chess pieces in his hands are scattered all over the north and south, forming a dense network of relationships, and his methods are amazing.

Today there is another old friend, old friend?Counting the time...it seems to be when Xie Linchen was still in the Bright Moon Hall.Since Xie Linchen has always cared about that person so much, it seems that he must have had a little kindness towards him when he was young, otherwise he would not have cared about him for so long.

Xu Yuge focused and sighed slightly.When I took Xie Linchen back to the barracks and saw the whip marks and countless scars on his body, I never dared to ask, nor dared to think, how did a child survive?How could there be such tiger and wolf eyes?

"Let's go." Xie Linchen got on his horse.

"You don't see him anymore?" Xu Yuge asked.

Xie Linchen looked back, and curled his lips slightly, "He, he won't come out for a while, and he probably won't leave the palace until after lunch in the afternoon."

Xu Yuge was dubious, and muttered silently, "You know again..."

On the other side, Wen Qin followed the eunuch to the Empress Dowager's palace. Seeing his slightly hot eyes, the Empress Dowager repeatedly took his hand, hugged him, and patted him on the back.

"Good boy, it's good when you come back." Seeing Wen Qin's gentleness and politeness, his appearance is outstanding.The queen mother praised repeatedly, "The Zhao family is my mother family, and it must be very good to you."

Lin'an has beautiful scenery and is located in the south of the Yangtze River. Men and women are as gentle and elegant as jade, and they value etiquette and rules.Wen Qin has also been cultivated into Lin'an's temperament, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, his eyes are gentle and smiling, his young and beautiful face and gentle temperament are really comfortable to look at.

"Thanks to the queen mother's grandmother, my grandmother is very kind to me." Unexpectedly, Wen Qin's eyes were a little sad, and then he smiled weakly, "It's just... Qinqin doesn't have a mother anymore."

Seeing him like this, the queen mother felt a little pain in her heart. She was only thirteen years old and still needed a mother. "Good boy, the queen mother will love you in the future."

Wen Qin nodded obediently, "Thank you, grandma."

In the afternoon, Wen Qin returned to the mansion.

Wang was playing in the yard with the baby in his hand, when he met Wen Qin, he was slightly taken aback, and the strange feeling came back in his heart.The mentality of secret comparison began to make trouble again.

I heard that Mr. Wen could memorize poems from a hundred schools of thought when he was only four years old. When he was six years old, he wrote a poem celebrating his birthday and sent it to His Majesty. He was praised by the current emperor for his intelligence.

He also looked at his son Hui Er, who was three years old and still only knew how to bite his fingers. Although I tried my best to teach him to recite some poems, he always recited them and then forgot them. He was far from Wen Qin, let alone intelligent .

Wang Yunyuan looked at the more radiant Wen Qin, feeling a little jealous in her heart.Then why didn't Zhao Mingshu take her good son with her, so as not to leave him alone, not everyone said that Huiji would be hurt, but this Wen Qin was in good health.

Although he was thinking viciously in his heart, he had a gentle and virtuous look on his face, "Qin'er is back, mother has prepared some fruits for you in your room, go and rest."

Wen Qin's face changed slightly when he heard the word "mother", and then he saluted politely, "Thank you...mother..."

However, the 13-year-old child can tell what he is thinking at a glance, and Wang Yunyuan immediately sees his hesitation and reluctance, and is immediately displeased.As the prime minister's daughter, I am extremely honorable. If my father hadn't tried his best to facilitate this marriage to win Wen Ke over, how could I agree?For no reason, this son didn't say much, but he turned his face like this.

Seeing Wen Qin leave, Wang Yunyuan also hugged Hui'er and left.

When it was time for dinner, Wen Qin respectfully invited Father Wen and Mrs. Wang to sit down first, and then sat aside by himself.A son and a daughter beside Wang were laughing and playing, they were just at the age of playing.

"Qin'er just came back, and you haven't been allowed to meet your mother yet." Taiwei Wen said lightly.

After five years, the already indifferent family relationship between father and son became extremely cold.I thought that when I got home, the father and son would meet with tears streaming down their faces, but who knew that it was Taiwei Wen's indifferent face.Wen Qin was a little at a loss, then stood up and saluted, "I met my mother before, and my mother is very good to my son."

Wang Shi smiled delicately, "Qin'er is still a child, so she must be very unfamiliar with my mother, it doesn't matter, if she doesn't want to now, it won't be too late to get acquainted with her in the future."

After hearing this, Taiwei Wen frowned, "What are you talking about? The rules must not be neglected. Wouldn't Qin'er be willing to call your mother?"

Wang quickly shook Taiwei Wen's hand, "Qin'er is still young." Even though he said this, it was undoubtedly adding fuel to the flames, and Taiwei Wen's face became even uglier.

Wen Qin was a little puzzled, then stood up and saluted, "It's my son's fault."

Taiwei Wen's eyes were a bit displeased, "Qin'er, you have to know when you come back that your biological mother is dead, and now the Wang family is your mother. If you dare to disrespect your mother in the future, you will go to the ancestral hall." Get on your knees."

"Yes." Wen Qin lowered his eyes, his heart shrank, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Taiwei Wen looked at Wen Qin's pleasing expression, but he was still dissatisfied, "It's not enough to admit your mistakes in your mouth, you have to know your mistakes in your heart. Otherwise, knowing your mistakes on the surface, but sneering in your heart, what's the use?"

Wen Qin was a little startled, raised his head slightly to look at Wen Taiwei, with tears in his eyes.

Wang took a handkerchief to cover the smile on her lips, "Okay, sit down quickly."

Just as Wen Qin sat down, Wang's son, Wen Hui, ran back from arguing with his sister. When he saw Wen Qin sitting down, he immediately became unhappy. He took a spoon and threw it at him, hitting him, saying fiercely, "What kind of servant who doesn't understand etiquette, you dare to take the seat! Don't get out!"

Wang quickly grabbed Wen Hui, "Hui'er, you are such a fool, how could you hit someone with a spoon?"

Wen Qin was at a loss, and clenched his hands on the brocade clothes. Wen Qin, who had always been carefree in Linan, had never encountered such a situation before, and frowned, "I am your brother."

"I don't have an older brother! I'm the only son of the Wen family, what are you!" Wen Hui wanted to push Wen Qin, but was held back by the Wang family.

"He is your elder brother, you have to respect your elder brother and don't be so rude." After speaking, Wang carefully glanced at Taiwei Wen, seeing that he just glanced at him casually, he was relieved.

Seeing Wen Hui making a fuss, Taiwei Wen waved his hand, "Alright, Huier, this is your brother Wen Qin, please be more polite to him in the future."

Wen Hui was not happy, but it happened to be his father's words, so he had to sit by the side unhappy.He muttered, "Obviously I am the only son in the Wen family..."

Wen Qin ate in silence, his eyes, which were always full of spirit, were also somewhat dim.Although his father was not kind in the past, he was kind to him.At this time, I actually looked like an outsider.

Wang Yunyuan was also a little puzzled. Although this Wen Qin had been away from the Wen family for five years, he still didn't have any father-son friendship at all. Why was Taiwei Wen so harsh on this son at all.

At night, with tassels on the tent and red waves thrown up, Wang's delicate and charming lay on Taiwei Wen's smooth chest, kissing Taiwei Wen's neck affectionately.Wen Taiwei is only 35 years old, young and handsome, and holds a high official position.Except for the fact that there is a son, Wang is very satisfied with the rest.

After a happy event, Wang's face was flushed, and she asked Wen Taiwei's ear, "I met the eldest son today, must that sister Zhao be a beauty?"

Taiwei Wen was in a good mood when he saw her asking this question out of jealousy.The beauty in her arms is the prime minister's daughter, her status is higher than that of ordinary women, but she doesn't have the arrogance of a noble woman towards herself, and she is very good at pleasing people.Now it is even more jealous for myself, which really makes people feel happy.

"Heh, so what about that woman Zhao Mingshu, she's beautiful?" She was arrogant and conceited, she didn't know how to please her husband, and she couldn't let her go on the bed, she was very dull and indifferent.Taiwei Wen frowned slightly thinking of her.

Seeing that Taiwei Wen didn't seem to like Zhao Mingshu, Wang smiled and kissed Taiwei Wen's chin, "So my husband likes me more?"

"Naturally, you are more gentle and caring than her, so I naturally like you." Taiwei Wen smiled.

After listening to these, Mrs. Wang seemed to understand that Zhao Mingshu was a famous noble lady, and her etiquette and manners were the first. No one would have thought of marrying Wen Ke back then.

Outsiders looked at the scenery, but in private, Wen Ke didn't seem satisfied with this wife?

Naturally, she was dissatisfied, and Wen Ke's face was cold.Outsiders looked at the scenery, but in private, Zhao Mingshu still acted like a noble lady to herself.Others praised the two for their steadfast love, but there are not a few people who ridiculed him for eating soft food and relying on his wife to climb up the ladder.

The wife is strong and noble and glamorous.Perhaps it was because of a noble family background, but Wen Ke was from a humble family background. Wen Ke only felt that she was despised and ridiculed by her wife for everything she did.He has always been a machismo, and his self-esteem has been severely hit, so he is naturally unhappy.But it's really painful to pretend to be loving and happy when you don't like it in your heart.He didn't even have a concubine room these years, just because he was concerned about Zhao Mingshu's identity.

In order to get the position she wanted, Wen Ke endured it for so many years, and kept looking at other people's strange eyes. Now Zhao Mingshu finally died, but her son came back.

It was like a sarcastic face, reminding Wen Ke how he became a captain all the time.That's right, Wen Ke never liked Zhao Mingshu, she just pretended to like her.Relying on women to be superior has always been his pain point.

When Taiwei Wen thought about it, he felt disgusted in his heart. Seeing today, Wen Qin, a son who grew up in Lin'an, was born exactly like Zhao Mingshu. Although he seemed gentle, the arrogance and disgust in his bones never faded.Such a noble and elegant appearance, as if to step others in the dust.

Now Wang's heart is a little more clear, and she feels a little more disgusted with Wen Taiwei. This man is not a saint after all, and his thoughts are really vicious and dirty.But what I wanted was never a perfect man, but a noble status.

The two have different dreams in the same bed, and each has a ghost.

Wen Qin didn't sleep all night, what he thought of was what his grandmother said to him before leaving.

"Qinqin, you are usually like your mother, softer and kinder. If your mother is capable, she will naturally look down on a man like Wen Ke. It's just that she has been stupid all her life." The loving old man held Wen Qin hands, cloudy eyes with a little sharpness, "I don't want you to be as stupid as her. I'm really worried when you go back this time. You must protect yourself. Kindness is good, but scheming and tricks are not enough." Not necessarily a bad thing."

At that time, Wen Qin seemed to understand, but at this moment, he understood a little bit, does his father really love him?Is the stepmother really kind?

Wen Qin tossed and turned the cup and couldn't fall asleep, "Is what grandma said going to come true? Father really doesn't like me."

Really unable to fall asleep, Wen Qin simply sat up and put on his coat and stood under the window.The moon was as cool as water, and a lot of bright moonlight fell on the window, making the outside of the window very clear. Wen Qin was quite sad and half lying on the window sill, looking at the sky ecstatically.

The deep and dark night sky is dotted with bright stars one after another, one of which is particularly dazzling and is the head of all the stars.All living beings in the world seem to be surrounded by it, and they look up and surrender.

"Ziweixing." Wen Qin's eyes were calm, and he murmured, "Diwangxing."

While he was in a trance, a small voice suddenly caught his attention, and he turned his head slightly to see a pigeon standing in one place, very close to him. "Cuckoo, cluck" kept screaming.

Seeing that Wen Qin noticed him, the pigeon was not only not afraid of people, but flew straight over and landed on the window sill.

Wen Qin was stunned, and he stood up nervously and stared at the pigeon.Not only did the pigeon not leave, but it also yelled "coo coo" at Wen Qin, as if indicating something.

"What are you instructing? Pigeon...soup?" Wen Qin bit his finger, a little puzzled.

Hearing the words "pigeon soup", the pigeon jumped up and down as if its feathers were fried, and the things on its legs swayed with its movements.

It seemed that something like a small bamboo tube jumped into Wen Qin's sight, he took it off carefully, opened the bamboo tube, and there was a note inside.

"Qinqin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I am very happy to meet you when I return to Beijing. Now that I am a step-wife, if you have any difficulties, you can tell me."

This is... an old friend?Wen Qin somewhat forgot what friends he had when he left Beijing. Could it be friends who went to school together?Or a very good friend?

Wen Qin's eyes flickered, not only that, the handwriting was very similar to his own, and he was very worried that he would be bullied by his stepmother, it seemed that he was really a very good friend.

It's just why he didn't meet me during the day, but chose to fly a pigeon to pass the letter at night?

Shaking his head, Wen Qin carefully lit the candle, leaned on the table and wrote him a letter.Because it was the first time for a pigeon to send a letter, it was very novel, so I happily took the rope and carefully tied it around the pigeon's leg several times.

The pigeon received the reply and flew outside, but it was tied a little tight, and it staggered and almost fell to the ground. After some difficulty, it turned around and looked back at Wen Qin mournfully.

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