Chapter 969 Liu Wei’s Words Are Too Much.

Many words were stuck for a while.

Liu Wei stood there with a deep look on his face, and the cold wind blew from all sides.

When King Quan realized that Ji Xiaqiu had not returned to the inn as he said, he immediately asked and found out that she had returned to the inn again.

Almost immediately, he stopped sitting in the carriage, got on the high horse, and galloped back.

Fortunately, it was already getting late and there were not many people on the street. Otherwise, at his speed, he would have caused some accidents.

When he arrived, the lanterns outside the posthouse were still glowing dimly. Under the light, there were several people standing outside the gate.

A familiar carriage came into view, and the figure of the unreasonable Liu Wei stood in front of the carriage, raising the curtain with his hand.

"Drive!" roared the horse, whipped it, and the tall horse felt pain and moved forward like crazy.

Rong Leng heard the sound in the distance, turned around and looked over there, and saw the anxious and solemn face of his imperial uncle.

When he arrived at the door of the post house, King Quan got off his horse, walked over and pushed Liu Wei away, and looked inside the car. Sure enough, he saw a woman with tears on her face.

Taking the curtain from Liu Wei's hand, he put it down with a snap and blocked it directly in front of the carriage.

Rong Leng subconsciously stepped forward and stood in front of Liu Wei.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other, and King Quan said coldly: "Go ahead and say goodbye!"

After saying that, he personally sat on the carriage shaft, where the coachman usually sat, holding the reins, and started driving.

Liu Wei walked around Rong Leng and took two steps forward: "Did I say she can leave?"

King Quan tightened his grip on the riding whip and looked at Liu Wei: "You'd better figure out who you are talking to. Don't think that I am really afraid of you."

Liu Wei retorted: "Sir, who is the woman inside? Why are you taking her away?"

King Quan frowned, this kind of questioning made him very unhappy!

He had always been generous to Liu Wei, firstly, because she was Ji Xiaqiu's daughter, and secondly, because of Rong Leng, but at this moment, for the first time, he had the idea of ​​knocking her out.

He tightened his grip on the riding crop in his hand. He thought that if he hadn't known the severity as he got older, he might have slapped her in the face with the whip.

Liu Wei couldn't see the murderous look on the other person's face, but he remained motionless and still blocked: "Why don't you tell her who you are? When I talk to her, I need you to come forward? Is King Quan too busy? , I have to take care of everyone’s business!”

"Bastard!" King Quan cursed angrily, and his veins were bulging.

Rong Leng pulled Liu Wei behind him and looked at the imperial uncle with his eyes.

The atmosphere is tense.

Sister Hong came to her senses at this moment, walked to the carriage, opened the curtain and walked in.

Through the gap in the car curtain, Liu Wei saw the woman crying in the car again. The woman had a face that she would never forget, exactly the same face, her mother's face.

Liu Wei took a deep breath and said directly to the people in the carriage: "Liu Moyi is inside, do you really think you didn't see him? He blocked people's way and was locked up in the prison for a while, and then he was taken away The hunting ground is for those rich and wealthy children to hunt and capture. When I found him, his life was hanging by a thread. I didn’t know whether he was alive or dead. He had many fatal wounds on his body. If he were delayed even a moment, the medicine would be ineffective and his soul would return to bliss..."

Liu Wei said something serious because she just wanted to keep the people in the car.

But there was no movement in the car, and the people in the car seemed indifferent.

Liu Wei was a little anxious. Seeing King Quan holding the reins of the horse and about to leave, he blurted out: "Isn't he your son? Are you addicted to abandoning your children? If you don't want one, you don't want the other one either?"

King Quan immediately looked at Liu Wei, his eyebrows full of anger: "Shut up!" After saying this, he swung the long whip directly in the direction of Liu Wei.

Liu Wei remained motionless, while Rong Leng had caught the menacing whip with one hand, rolled it twice in his palm, and looked silently at the emperor's uncle on the shaft of the car.

King Quan pulled the whip twice and couldn't pull it back. He was so angry that he simply threw it away and didn't want the broken whip.

Rong Leng grabbed the whip and threw it aside casually.

Liu Wei's words were too much, and she felt it, but if she didn't say harsh words, she would feel blocked in her heart.

"Can you have some backbone as a human being? You don't want to face the things you have done, but you have always been so useless?" Liu Wei took a step forward with an aggressive tone.

Have you always been this useless? No, in the past, she was a bold and straightforward person.

When did you start to become so cowardly, needing to hide behind others, needing to rely on others' wings?

Ji Xiaqiu squeezed her palms hard.

Sister Hong held her master's hand distressedly, her throat was choked with sobs, and she cried together: "Master, what's wrong with you? Please stop crying, I look sad."

The sounds outside the carriage continued to come in.

"Liu Mo doesn't know that his mother is here yet. If you go forward, I will tell him how cruel you are! Knowing that he is seriously injured, you don't even want to look at him, and you still follow other men. Ran!"

Liu Wei didn't want to say the last sentence, but at this point, he couldn't hold it back anymore, but after saying it, even he felt uncomfortable.

Sister Hong couldn't stand it any longer. She raised the curtain of the car and wanted to argue, but as soon as she moved, her hand was grabbed by the shop owner.

Looking back, she saw the shop owner shaking his head at her.

"This man can't slander you like this! Boss, he doesn't know anything!" Sister Hong clenched her fists and said.

Ji Xiaqiu still shook his head and sniffed: "She won't tell, she is just scaring me."

Sister Hong frowned, lowered her head, and said no more.

Ji Xiaqiu thought that she could withstand all the cynicism from her daughter. As long as she didn't go out, as long as the other party was at a loss for words and lost patience, Rong Huang could drive away. Today, she would have escaped.

She originally thought that Liu Wei did not recognize her, so she boldly left and returned. She was thinking about her daughter whom she had not seen for a long time, and was worried about her son. She thought very well and wanted to meet Liu Mo as her mother. Seeing Liu Wei, she got closer to Liu Wei and said a few words to Liu Wei, but she didn't expect that Liu Wei clearly recognized her. As soon as she was exposed, Liu Wei pressed forward step by step.

Gritting my teeth in the corner of the carriage, listening to the constant ridicule outside, I closed my eyes and told myself that it would be over soon and I could leave soon.

But at this juncture, I suddenly heard a familiar name.

"Does Liu Huan know that he married such a woman?" Liu Wei asked.

The string in Ji Xiaqiu's heart seemed to burst suddenly.

Even Sister Hong was stunned. The name Liu Huan was so familiar. There is still a memorial tablet of that person in the shop owner’s room. He serves three meals a day without interruption, and every time it is the shop owner. Handle the incense with your own hands, and exchange the fruits with your own hands.

That was the shop owner's husband-in-law and the young master's father. Even though she had never met Liu Huan, the shop owner's affection for him could not be faked.

She had seen it before. One morning when she was waiting for him, she saw that the master was still sleeping, his eyes were swollen from crying, and the master was holding the spiritual tablet in his arms.

She woke up the owner. After he woke up, the owner touched his eyes, and while putting the spirit tablet back, he said, "I had a nightmare last night."

What kind of nightmare would make the owner afraid like this? What kind of nightmare would make the owner need to sleep with a spiritual tablet in his arms to feel comforted?

Sister Hong didn't dare to ask, but she knew in her heart that even though he had been dead for many years, this man had never faded in the owner's heart. He was perhaps more important in the owner's heart than many people who were still alive.

The person outside mentioned that person, and she thought that the owner of the shop might not be able to bear it any longer.

Sure enough, almost immediately, the owner opened his eyes, lifted the curtains, and stepped out of the carriage.