After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

When the Xiao family was angry outside, inside the mansion.

The banquet was over, and the guests bid their farewells and left.

Wei Ling called Wei Zi to the study and asked her to sit in an armchair by the window.

He took out a plate of cakes from the box for her to eat, stroked her head, and sighed: "It's all my fault for Daddy's fault. You have been wronged outside all these years. Our Xiaozi...our Xiaozi is so squeamish." A little girl from my family, the jewel in the palm of the Duke of Zhen's mansion, how could she be bullied like this..."

Back then, his little Zi was only a little bit old.

Delicate and delicate, when she was in the mansion, the maid even combed her hair and cleansed her face.

When Wei Ling thought of the torture and grievances she had suffered in Xiao's house, her heart felt like a knife was twisted, and she wished she could cut Xing's alive with a knife!

The eight-foot man, the softest part of his heart was given to his daughter.

He raised his big palm to cover his wet eyes, choked up and couldn't speak.

Wei Zi handed him a handkerchief, and said softly, "Daddy, I won't feel wronged after I survived."

"You are a sensible and good boy..." Wei Ling blushed and was very relieved, "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, that Xiao Lingxiao is clearly an ungrateful villain, we don't want this kind of man! Besides, Heli is not a scandal, who dares to gossip behind his back, daddy cut off his tongue for you! Tomorrow, daddy will personally pick a good husband for you, daddy's Xiao Zi is so beautiful, who in the world would dislike?"

Wei Zi took a bite of the white sugar cake, feeling warm and sweet in her heart.

She thought her father would dislike her for marrying outside without permission, but she didn't expect her father to not care at all.

"Hmph," Wei Ling snorted again, "I won't let Xiao Lingxiao's family go, isn't he most concerned about his official career? Just wait and see, if he dares to let Xiaozi down, I'll guarantee that he will never let Xiaozi down. There will be no more opportunities for promotion! By the way, I heard that this year's Tanhualang is his younger brother? It just so happens that the imperial court is going to assign official positions—"

"Daddy!"

Seeing that Wei Ling was going to attack Xiao Fengxian, Wei Zi hurriedly persuaded him: "When I was in Shanyin County, the second younger brother Fengxian was the best to me among all the people in the Xiao family. He never bullied me and always coaxed me. .His biological mother died young, and he is also a poor man, so let's not attack him, shall we?"

Wei Ling nodded: "Then he is out of the mud and not stained..."

Wei Zi groaned.

Where is Xiao Fengxian's "coming out of the mud without being stained", it is clear that he is the most black-hearted black lotus in the Xiao family.

"Our family has clear grievances and grievances. Since he is kind to you, Dad is not unreasonable. It just so happens that the Ministry of Industry still lacks a master, so Dad recommends him to His Majesty."

Wei Zi's eyes lit up.

During this period of time, she not only learned etiquette and rules, but also studied the official position in the capital. Although the official position of the Ministry of Industry is only the sixth rank and it is very hard work, she is better than doing practical things. In terms of experience, it is more meaningful.

Father is helping Xiao Fengxian.

She quickly thanked Wei Ling.

Coming out of the study room, he was about to go back to the flower hall in the front yard to see off the female relatives, and when he walked around the corridor, he saw Zhou Xianji standing by the lotus pond with his hands behind his back.

It's early summer, the water is golden, and the little lotus is showing its sharp corners.

A young man dressed in a white hosta, covered with a pine-colored outer dress, with delicate white magnolia flowers embroidered on the edge of the wide sleeves, and his slender eyelashes covered in a fan-shaped shadow, half covering his black pupils like a clear pool.

Seeing Wei Zi from the corner of his eye, he turned around and nodded slightly.

Wei Zi returned a salute: "Second Highness."

"I've been waiting for you." Zhou Xianji invited, "Can you walk with me?"

"nature."

Wei Zi responded, secretly thinking that he probably wanted to talk about the so-called verbal engagement between them.

He saw her ex-husband with his own eyes, and he also knew that it was a fact that she had married someone, so he would probably never want to marry her again.

Zhou Xianji's voice was very clear: "When you were lost on the street during the Shangyuan Festival, I heard the news and felt very sad."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern."

Zhou Xian said solemnly: "Although I was only nine years old back then, I treated you sincerely. In the imperial study, you chose me to be your future husband-in-law in front of your father and Duke Wei. I am very happy. I swore secretly that I must protect you well. But I failed to fulfill my promise after all. Although I am the prince of the heavenly family, I couldn't protect a childish girl. You suffered so many years outside and were bullied by those wicked people in every possible way. sorry."

Wei Zi laughed: "Your Highness, how can you blame you for this kind of thing? My past is very painful, but it is a thing of the past after all, please don't mention it again, Your Highness. As for the so-called marriage contract, it is just a child's joke. Your Highness doesn't have to worry about it anymore."

There was a wind in the garden.

Zhou Xianji seemed to have been ill for a long time, he clenched his fists and coughed a few times, his face turned pale, and his eyelashes looked slender and black.

He stared at Wei Zi, did not mention the marriage contract, but took out a small object from his sleeve.

He took Wei Zi's left hand and gently placed the thing in her palm.

He said, "I picked it up while I was waiting for you."

Wei Zi looked down and saw that it was Xia Chan's shed shell, also known as cicada slough.

The cicada slough is thin and delicate, the sun shines through the emerald green willow leaves, and the faint golden brilliance can be clearly seen flowing on the cicada slough.

She praised: "It's so beautiful."

"You entered the palace to play when you were young, and you liked to look for this kind of cicada slough in the imperial garden." Zhou Xianji's eyes showed a kind of longing, "I still remember that summer, the whole imperial garden was full of the sweet fragrance of Magnolia magnolia. , there is the sound of cicadas in the hot wind. I accompanied you on the boat and ordered the maid to collect a whole box of cicada shells for you. You love it like a treasure. That day I blew the wind for too long and fell ill as soon as I landed. At night , You came to my bedroom and tiptoed to give me the box of cicada sloughs, you said, you hope I can shed my shell like Xia Chan and regain a healthy body."

Wei Zi doesn't remember those things anymore.

She imagined the scene for a while, and said with a smile: "Tongyan Wuji."

"Although it's a child's talk, it's really warm. When you were young, you were delicate and cute. You were a very enthusiastic and lovable girl." Zhou Xianji hesitated for a moment, but chose to stretch out his hand and gently covered Wei Zi's hair. , "Today, I send you this cicada to shed, and I hope that you will be reborn, let go of the gloomy past, and have a brighter future."

Wei Zi held the cicada slough in his palm.

The young man in front of him was pure and arrogant, but his eyes were full of sincerity and eagerness.

She raised her eyebrows and said sincerely: "Your Highness, this is the best gift I have received today."

Although cicada sloughs are cheap, the blessings it carries are thousands of times more valuable to her than those gold and silver jewels.

Wei Zi likes this pair of cicadas.

After Zhou Xianji left, Wei Zi hid the cicada slough in his purse.

"Yo."

Suddenly there was a sneer not far away.

Wei Zi looked over and saw that Xiao Fengxian had arrived at some time, and was sitting on the swing with big swords and golden horses.

He had a half smile but not a smile: "What token of love did your lover give you?"