Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family Chapter 425 - 425 Fake and Real

Chapter 425 - 425 Fake and Real

425 Fake and Real

“In order to kill him, my men also lost more than a hundred people. Finally, when they entered the capital, they killed him fifty miles away from the capital. Ten days ago, his body had just entered the capital. When the Wei family’s head saw the coffin, he held the coffin and cried bitterly before falling down. He fell seriously ill. When Mother heard the news, she also cried bitterly and fell seriously ill.”

Zhou Zhi finished speaking slowly and calmly poured himself another cup of tea. He lowered his eyes and covered all the darkness.

“Before Zhou Heng entered the capital, in order to clear the obstacles for him, Mother set up a banquet and poisoned me. However, she miscalculated. My life is too tough. I came back from h.e.l.l. Brother, do you think they will believe you or not?”

Zhou Zhi looked up and his cold smile was filled with mockery.

Zhou Heng’s mind was in a mess. As he listened to this story, his hand that was holding the teacup trembled. He should not have come to see him.

Zhou Zhi would not kill him. What he wanted to do was far darker than killing him.

“What exactly do you want?”

Zhou Heng gulped and asked hoa.r.s.ely.

He could not understand his younger brother, who was the same age as him, in front of him. His deepness frightened him, and he could not understand his thoughts. Thinking of what he had done, Zhou Heng felt his entire body turn cold.

He did not understand Zhou Zhi and he was not his match. He did not understand why Zhou Zhi had become like this.

“Brother, if you hadn’t come today, the Wei family might not have suspected you. Unfortunately, you don’t know your opponent well enough. Now that you’re here, you can’t give me what I want or stop me. You’ve heard the story now. It’s time for you to go back.”

Zhou Zhi smiled. What did he want? He just wanted all of them to live in repentance. He wanted all of them to suffer like him.

He would take what he wanted himself.

Zhou Heng gripped the teacup tightly and said word by word, “Ah Zhi, this has nothing to do with the Su family. If you want my life…”

“Big Brother.”

Zhou Zhi interrupted Zhou Heng. He shook his head and said, “You’re far more valuable alive than dead. I said I won’t kill you.”

Zhou Heng’s world was too simple.

He had thought of everything too simply. He had never treated Zhou Heng as an opponent. He had not in the past and would not in the future.

Zhou Heng looked at Zhou Zhi. He still tried to see the deepness and darkness in Zhou Zhi’s eyes, but he still could not see through him.

Zhou Zhi smiled and said softly, “Brother, you can go back now. If you don’t, they’ll be worried about you.”

His smile was gentle, and his tone was as normal as if he was reminding him to eat and drink.

Zhou Heng stood up and left without saying another word.

He glanced at Jin Qi, who was by the door. Jin Qi’s expression was cold as he said coldly, “Young Master Zhou, take care.”

Zhou Heng left quickly.

Zhou Zhi turned his wheelchair and came out. Jin Qi went forward. “Master.”

“Let’s go back home and proceed according to plan.”

Zhou Zhi said calmly. His eyes were cold and his tone was cold.

Jin Qi pushed Zhou Zhi away.

With this meeting, even if Zhou Heng’s ident.i.ty was real, the Wei family would still have doubts.

When a person was suspicious, it was often a sharp weapon and also the most hurtful.

His goal had been achieved the moment Zhou Heng came to fulfill the appointment.

When Zhou Heng returned to the general’s residence, no one noticed that he had left. Even so, Zhou Heng’s heart felt even heavier. Zhou Zhi’s thoughts were deep. He had even predicted this.

Not long after he returned to his room, Su Chong knocked on the door.

Zhou Heng calmed down and got up to open the door.

Opening the door, Su Chong asked with a smile, “Brother Heng, the osmanthus cake has just been cooked. It’s just right to eat it now. I guessed you’d awake too. I didn’t guess wrongly, right?”

Zhou Heng smiled and nodded. “Yes, just nice.”

In the past, if he took an afternoon nap, he would have slept for so long.

The two of them went out together.

Everyone was eating osmanthus cakes.

Qi Xingzhi smiled and said, “Xiaoling’s culinary skills are too good. This osmanthus cake is so delicious. There’s even a faint medicinal fragrance.”

“Delicious…”

Qi Xingfeng’s face was a little red, but after a few days of getting used to it, it was much better than when he first started. He could easily succinct what he wanted to say in a few words.

In short, it was delicious.

Qi Xingfeng could more or less eat these snacks. They were delicious and he liked to eat them too. It didn’t matter if he ate too much. He just had to practice more later.

Su Chong and Su Hua laughed. Perhaps because there were many people eating, the osmanthus cakes that Su Xiaoling made were quickly finished.

In the afternoon, they drank tea and chatted.

Not long after dinner, the Wei family arrived.

Father Qi and Mother Qi personally went out to welcome them.

When they saw Wei Guangrong and Wei Xiaotian, Zhou Heng’s gaze immediately landed on them. After not seeing them for nearly ten years, his uncle and grandfather had aged a little and become more composed.

Wei Guangrong and Wei Xiaotian’s eyes also landed on the Su family one by one. In the end, their gazes stopped on Zhou Heng, and they quickly looked away.

Zhou Heng’s appearance was no longer similar to before. In terms of age, he was about right.

General Qi spoke first, “Lord Wei, this is Zhou Heng. He’s the eldest prince, Zhou Heng, who has been missing for nearly ten years.”

Zhou Heng also took a step forward. He said uneasily, “Grandpa, Uncle, I’m Heng’er. Great Grandpa, do you still remember that when I was four years old, I broke a finger climbing the wall of the Wei Manor? Because I was afraid that Mother would worry and punish me, I hid it and didn’t say anything. It was Grandpa who discovered it first. Until now, my pinky can’t even be straightened and it’s still a little bent.”

“And when I was five years old, Cousin Xun secretly fed me wine. I was drunk and accidentally burned my arm by the fire. The scar is still here.”

Zhou Heng did not carry any tokens with him because when he left the palace, it was too dangerous. He could not bring anything. The only thing he had was his childhood memories and a scar that his mother had personally branded on him.

When Zhou Heng said this, Wei Guangrong and Wei Xiaotian’s expressions were calm.

“Young Master Zhou, other than that, do you have anything else to prove your ident.i.ty?”

Wei Guangrong asked in a deep voice. He had already verified what Zhou Heng had said when he sent someone to investigate the dead Zhou Heng.

“Your appearance has changed drastically, but when I sent you out of the palace, there was no bone pus.h.i.+ng as you said. These things only happened after you left the palace. It’s difficult to tell if they’re real or fake.”

Wei Xiaotian looked at Zhou Heng and asked the question in his heart.

Zhou Heng was deeply worried. He looked at his maternal grandfather and uncle, who had once doted on him. His family was right in front of him, but they did not know him. Instead, he became suspicious, causing a wave of sorrow to rise in his heart. He swallowed and said, “Yes, back then, Mother knew that I could not bring a token with me, so she branded a plum blossom scar on my shoulder. The scar is still here. Other than that, I have nothing else to prove that I’m Zhou Heng.”

As Zhou Heng spoke, he took off his clothes and revealed his shoulder. The plum blossom scar was still there. Wei Xiaotian went forward to check. He frowned. Who was real and who was fake? Everything Zhou Heng said, including the scars and marks on his body, were also on the dead Zhou Heng. The only difference was their appearance.