After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Murong Xiangxue raised her eyebrows and turned to Wei Feishan again: "Sister Feishan, you don't want to smell like that group of people, do you? They are humble and bitter, and they smell worse than those maids who do heavy work in the mansion. Same!"

like a beggar...

Wei Feishan secretly clenched his hands, feeling his heart tighten.

She lived on the streets when she was a child, and was also a little beggar.

She knew what kind of sour smell it was, and she never wanted to smell that smell again in her life!
For the rest of her life, she must be the young lady of Zhen Guogong's mansion!

Thinking of this, her round almond eyes rippled, and she looked pitifully at Zhou Xianyang: "Third Highness..."

She seldom begged herself, Zhou Xianyang's heart was about to melt.

He straightened his chest quickly, and ordered: "Xiao Fengxian, I order you to immediately send someone to cut down the excess firewood and thorns, and make sure to cut a smooth mountain road from that direction! Then spread the brocade carefully, if the girls are dirty embroidered shoes, this hall is asking you!"

Xiao Fengxian looked at him like a fool, and didn't pay him any attention at all, and turned around to ask someone to clean up the place, making sure to set up a tent big enough to accommodate the refugees before dark.

"you--"

Zhou Xianyang was in a hurry.

Although he doesn't have an official position, but he is a prince anyway, and none of the courtiers will give him some face, but Xiao Fengxian doesn't treat him as a human being and makes him lose face in front of Fan!
He held back his breath and wanted to step forward to show his prestige, but Zhou Xianji stopped him.

Zhou Xianji said: "It's not that we didn't bring guards, why bother them?"

Zhou Xianyang was annoyed: "I just can't understand his arrogant appearance! He's just a small head of the Ministry of Industry, let's see what he can do! Among us present, no one is better than him by a hundred times and a thousand times. If he behaves like this, in the future Sooner or later, there will be a time when you stumble!"

Everyone was silent, but they agreed in their hearts.

Wei Zi played with the handkerchief, knowing that Xiao Fengxian had completely offended these young masters and ladies today.

but……

He should not be afraid of that person.

The leaden sky has gathered thick stratus clouds again.

The guards brandished long knives and quickly cut a mountain road ahead.

The maids held long brocades in their hands, and spread them on the dirt road humbly. Because the brocades they brought were not long enough, after everyone walked over, they picked up the brocades they had stepped on, and respectfully spread them at the feet of the group of young masters and ladies.

Xiao Fengxian watched their backs as they descended the mountain.

His sister-in-law was also among them, the mountain road was a bit steep, she staggered a bit, and was soon supported by Zhou Xianji.

She raised her head, with a sweet smile on her side, and whispered something to him, which should be thank you.

After that, the two walked side by side.

Xiao Fengxian gradually grasped the scabbard tightly.

The weather was sweltering, and he was busy dealing with floods. His indigo official robe was soaked in sweat and then dried out by body temperature. Afterwards, he was drenched in sweat again, tightly imprisoning him like an airtight hood.

He was already irritable, but when he saw Wei Zi walking with other men talking and laughing, he seemed to be strangled by an iron chain, like a fish thrown ashore, dry and suffocated, his heart beating so fast that his chest would explode!
That night, Duke Zhen sent someone to warn him to stay away from Wei Zi.

Presumably, it was to bring Wei Zi and Zhou Xianji together, right?

Childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts, who are well-matched to each other, what a touching love!

What is he?

Now he is just a small master in the court.

How can he marry the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhen's mansion?

Where is his sister-in-law?
Did she think so too?

Did she look down on him after recovering her identity?
Like a kite with a broken string, a sense of powerlessness and frustration that cannot be controlled extends to all limbs.

Xiao Fengxian raised her head and looked at the gray sky.

After a long time, he curled his lips and sneered, and whispered a few words to Nan Zhu.

Nan Zhu was stunned, seeing his young master's unshakable expression, he had no choice but to do it.

After half an hour.

Wei Zi followed Murong Xiangxue and others, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone boarded the carriage with complaints, and before driving half a mile, there was a big tree with two people hugging across the road ahead, which forcibly blocked the way of everyone.

Zhou Xianyang got out of the car to check, and said dejectedly: "The carriage can't pass, we can only work together to lift the big tree away first."

Murong Xiangxue was about to collapse, and half of her face poked out from the car window: "Wei Feishan, I blame you for going out of town to write poetry! It's good now, I have encountered so many troubles!"

Wei Feishan was also very irritable, and the sweat on her back soaked her skirt.

The weather was too sweltering, even though it was the outskirts of the city, there was no wind at all.

Now she just wants to go back to Peony Garden immediately, take a good bath and change clothes, change into a clean and cool ice silk gauze skirt, and eat some watermelon, grapes and lychees soaked in ice water.

She said impatiently: "When I suggested it that day, you yourself said that it is good to write poems for floods. Now that things are going a little bit wrong, you blame me for all the crimes. Are you unreasonable?"

"I--"

Before Murong Xiangxue had time to refute, there was a sudden thunderclap from the leaden sky.

The surrounding light quickly dimmed, and the strong wind swept the dead branches and leaves, blowing from the end of the heavy mountains, the carriage curtains swayed violently, Wei Feifan was caught off guard, and the handkerchief in his hand was also swept into the Jiuchongtian by the strong wind.

Wei Zi tilted his head.

It's cooler now.

but……

The thunder is coming fiercely, I am afraid that there will be a heavy rain immediately.

Sure enough, before Zhou Xianyang led the guards to move the big tree away, big raindrops rushed over and hit the roof of the carriage, making a disturbing sound.

The dense forests on both sides of the post road rustled in the heavy rain, and the treetops all over the mountains swayed like ghosts, pulling out slender and treacherous black shadows in the dark rain.

Gradually, the wind became stronger.

The carriage of Li Jinglin’s family, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, was the first to be swept to the ground by the strong wind. His daughter Li Shiyu and the maid screamed and got out of the carriage. Just as they didn’t know what to do, they saw the extremely gorgeous emerald-covered Yingluo roof of Murong’s family covered by the entire car. blow away!

"what--!"

Murong Xiangxue screamed.

The rain was pouring down her head, and her whole body was like a drowned rat.

In order to travel beautifully, the carriages chosen by everyone tend to be gorgeous and light, and their firmness and durability are very average.

Seeing that many carriages had accidents one after another, Zhou Xianji supported the horse and looked left and right, and finally set his gaze on the north.

He frowned and said: "It's impossible to rush back to Shangjing today, so we can only go to the emperor's brother for a night. They set up a camp on the bank of the river, so we should be able to stay overnight."

"What?!" Murong Xiangxue hugged the reins tightly for fear of being blown away by the wind, her hysterical voice was carried far away by the wind, "Second Highness, you want us to live in the camp?! The people living there are all lowly craftsmen ,I do not want to go!"

Everyone also hesitated.

In the silence, Wei Zi took the lead and said, "I'll go."

It's better to have a shelter from the wind and rain than to sit here and soak in the rain all night.