I'm the villain in the book

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Overhead, the brief "total solar eclipse" has ended, and the sun that regained its light seems to be a little brighter than before.

The breeze is weak, and the sun is in the sky.

Chapter 349 Too good is also a kind of trouble

When the night falls, the princess mansion.

Qin Zhengqiu hadn't come back as expected.

Although Wei Changtian has ordered people to search for his traces, the probability of finding him is extremely slim.

"..."

"Hey, it seems that he still didn't take the old man's words seriously."

In the bedroom, Lao Zhangtou fumbled for the long sword in his hand, while shaking his head and sighing, "If you want to see your grandfather again, it will be very difficult for you."

"Don't be crow-mouthed."

Wei Changtian pursed his lips and muttered something, but in fact he didn't agree with what Lao Zhangtou said in his heart.

After summing up and analyzing with Lao Zhangtou, he has come up with a very similar guess——

Qin Zhengqiu probably went to find a place to practice the Moon Sword.

It is still unknown what effect that fencing move had on him, and it is not clear whether Qin Zhengqiu "personally" made this decision.

But one thing is certain, that is, Qin Zhengqiu's Moon-Ticking Sword realm must have been greatly improved.

According to previous experience, the higher the level of the moon-picking sword, the less able the cultivator is to control himself, and the more he yearns for the illusory great perfection.

Therefore, Qin Zhengqiu should have decided to go all the way to the dark.

As for why he left without saying goodbye...

Maybe he was worried that he would prevent him from continuing to practice Moonlight Sword, or maybe he was afraid that if he really went crazy in the future, he would accidentally hurt the people around him.

Ugh......

Sighing, Wei Changtian's mood at this time is quite complicated.

The gold-medal thug who had been by his side since he went to Shuzhou suddenly left. Although he might come back in the future, he undoubtedly lost a lot of help during this period of time.

And this is the second, more important thing...Maybe Qin Zhengqiu will never come back.

After chatting with Lao Zhangtou a few more words, he got up and walked out of the room.

When Wei Changtian walked all the way back to his private courtyard with the moonlight on his head, he saw Li Wutong waiting at the courtyard gate from a distance.

"Princess, why can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

After approaching, he asked a casual question.

Wei Changtian is in a very bad mood now, and Li Wutong seems to know it, so he didn't show any dissatisfaction, but said softly: "Mr. Wei, Master Qin's kung fu is world-class, no matter where he goes, nothing will happen."

"Squeak~"

Pushing open the courtyard door casually, Wei Changtian didn't explain much: "His Royal Highness is concerned, I wonder if there is something else?"

"Oh, my father summoned the young master to enter the palace tomorrow."

Li Wutong followed into the courtyard: "Tomorrow morning I will come and go with the young master."

"Okay, got it."

Wei Changtian nodded, walked slowly along the bluestone path, and soon stood at the entrance of the main hall.

Now that Yan Luo is likely to be finished, it is time for him to chat with Li Qi about the previous deal.

"Princess, what else do you want to do?"

Turning his head, looking at Li Wutong who was still following behind him, as if waiting for him to open the door, Wei Changtian said with a smile: "Do you want to go in and have a cup of tea?"

"I......"

Li Wutong raised his head suddenly, hesitated for a while before saying in an uncharacteristically weak voice: "Can you..."

"..."

What's wrong with this?

Seeing Li Wutong's sad appearance, Wei Changtian was a little puzzled.

Yan Luo is gone, logically speaking, shouldn't she be happy to die?

Why does it look like her grandfather ran away now?

"Okay, come in."

Shaking his head, Wei Changtian was too lazy to think about it, and he didn't refuse, he opened the door and walked into the room.

Since his previous "work" required extremely high confidentiality, he took the initiative to ask for the removal of all the servants who were responsible for serving his daily necessities.

But now these people haven't come back yet, so they still need to do chores such as changing clothes, boiling water, lighting candles, etc. by themselves.

"scoff~"

Gently blow on the fire, ignite a long wax, and the faint light flickers to illuminate a corner of the room.

Holding the burning candle, Wei Changtian turned around to light other candles, and at this time there was a slight movement behind him.

"Boom~"

The copper pot full of water was placed on the lit stove, and the light of the fire reflected on Li Wutong's cheeks, as if he had smeared a light powder on the latter.

Taking advantage of the time between boiling water, Li Wutong picked up his skirt to clean the tea set, as if he really wanted to drink a cup of tea here.

And Wei Changtian didn't look at him again, and continued to sway to light the lamp.

The slight sound of candle burning, water flow, footsteps, and the "rustling" sound of rubbing clothes merged in this small room in the silent night.

One is "Young Master Wei" who is so powerful and known to everyone in Daning.

One is the daughter of the royal family, "Princess Wuping" who is well-known in Dafeng.

In the capacity of two people, they are doing chores like maids here, and there is no communication during the whole process... This should have been an embarrassing scene.

But unexpectedly, there is an inexplicable harmony in the current picture.

It's like when an old couple just returned home from a trip.

"Young master, the tea is ready."

After an unknown amount of time, "Old Wife" Li Wutong suddenly called out to Wei Changtian who was standing at the window looking at the moon.

The latter turned around and walked to the table to sit down, raised the teacup and took a sip of the tea at just the right temperature, then smiled and said under Li Wutong's expectant eyes:

"Good tea."

I don't know if the phrase "good tea" is praising the tea or the art of tea, but it made Li Wutong smile happily.

But the smile quickly faded away.

"Young Master Wei, is Yan Luo really dead?"

"Well, it should be."

Wei Changtian nodded: "Even if it reappears, it will be 60 years later."

"..."

"Oh."

Li Wutong sounded the "oh" a little late, and also a little disappointed.

It was as if she didn't want Yan Luo to die.

Of course, this is definitely impossible.

So it means that Li Wutong is not giving up other things now.

Although Wei Changtian was a bit straightforward at times, he was not as stupid as Chu Xianping when it came to the relationship between men and women, so at this time he probably guessed what Li Wutong was reluctant to part with.

Yan Luo died, so he naturally wanted to return to Shuzhou.

And this also means that I and Li Wutong may have to "farewell" at this point.

"..."

Wei Changtian has long known Li Wutong's feelings for him, but he is not very clear about how he feels about him.

Hate certainly doesn't count.

But to say that I like it...isn't really counted.

Ugh.

If you are a scumbag, then at this moment, you must not care about Sanqi 21 and take people in first. Anyway, the harem group is not small, and this one is not bad.

But the bad thing is that he is not this kind of "scumbag".

Coupled with the influence of the values ​​brought by the previous life, Wei Changtian always felt that if he had a choice, marriage should still be based on love.

That's why he didn't want to "delay" other girls.

He looked at Li Wutong who kept his head down and said nothing, and touched his handsome nose helplessly.

It turns out that being too good is also a kind of trouble.

Wei Changtian suddenly remembered this sentence from his previous life, and had a deeper understanding at this moment.

It's too good, and it's not scumbag, what's more troublesome!

Chapter 350

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

Tang Xianzu's famous saying is actually quite reasonable.

Love is originally an indescribable feeling, never knowing where it starts and where it will end.

But people always like to explore the reason why such a kind of psychological activity occurs.

Just like Wei Changtian at this time, he was thinking hard about why Li Wutong fell in love with him.

But after thinking about it, I can only come to two conclusions: "handsome" and "strong".

Obviously, it is impossible for Wei Changtian to abolish his cultivation in order to break Li Wutong's thoughts, let alone disfigure this handsome face.

So all he can do is to explain his words to the latter thoroughly.

"Princess."

Thinking of this, Wei Changtian has already decided that "short-term pain is worse than long-term pain", and he will pick it up early and pull it down tomorrow morning... Anyway, he is not the one who suffers.

"Yan Luo is dead now, and if there are no accidents, I will return to Daning in a few days..."

Looking at Li Wutong who seemed to have realized something, Wei Changtian paused for a while, and took out a small jade bottle from his bosom.

"This is the Tianyuan Pill you gave me before. I don't think I will need it in the future, so I'd better give it back to you."

"pat~"

The small white jade bottle fell gently on the table, it failed to shake the slightest ripple in the tea in the cup, but it touched Li Wutong's heartstrings.

"..."

She bit her lips tightly, looked at Wei Changtian with red eyes, and struggled to say three words after a long while.

"I do not want."

"..."

From trying to get back the pill from Wei Changtian, to now refusing Wei Changtian's move to return the pill.

Li Wutong, who vaguely guessed the meaning of Wei Changtian's move, was also "recalcitrant" in her own way.

And Wei Changtian wasn't surprised by this, so he didn't bother about the Tianyuan Pill anymore, and just continued talking.

"Princess, I still remember that Mr. Shen we met when we passed by Huailing Mansion."

"I told you at the time that love has been empty since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from."

"At that time, this poem was about Mr. Shen, but now I will give this poem to you."