After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Just when Zhen Guogong's mansion seemed to be happy and happy for the whole family, Xiang's mansion.

"grandfather!"

A burner of incense was burning in the study.

The dark red lacquered bamboo curtain is rolled up, and there are hill-like memorials piled up on the short-legged table in the inner room. There is a tea table in front of the round flower window, and a dead lotus and a copper-colored lotus are inserted in the ice-cracked flask on the table.

An old man with a goatee was wearing a plain Zen robe, sitting behind the desk, drinking tea slowly.

Murong Xiangxue cried until she was in tears, and knelt weakly in front of the tea table: "Grandfather Mingjian, what happened to Li Shiyu has nothing to do with Xue'er, it's all her own fault!"

"enough!"

Murong Tao scolded in a low voice.

Murong Xiangxue choked back her tears: "Grandfather..."

Murong Tao said indifferently: "I don't care if you are behind the scenes or not, she will die if she dies. I taught you early in the morning that even if you do all kinds of bad things, as long as you have the ability to prevent others from suspecting you and implicating the Xiangfu, grandfather will not blame you."

Murong Xiangxue sucked her nose pitifully, remembering what happened.

After a pause, she said in a hoarse voice: "But the prince still doubts me...Grandfather, the prince doesn't like me, and said that I let him down, what should I do? Or, how about I make some snacks with my own hands, and then go to the outskirts of the city to visit him? In a few days, it will be Qixi Festival. Maybe, maybe we can use this opportunity to restore our relationship..."

Murong Tao looked at her bitterly.

The Murong family must produce a queen.

It's a pity that Murong Jiuli, the eldest granddaughter, is domineering and rebellious, even doing things like killing her father, which shows that it is extremely difficult to control.

Even if she is sent to the East Palace, it will not benefit their Murong family.

Among the granddaughters born on the same day, only Murong Xiangxue remained.

However, this child is also useless, he sent Murong Jiuli to Xuanqing Temple hundreds of miles away for eight years, eight years, eight springs, summers, autumns and winters, this child failed to make Zhou Xianyuan fall in love with her and change the marriage partner for her!

It's really useless at all, what a pity for that beautiful face!
With a "bang", Murong Tao put the iron lacquer teacup heavily on the tea table: "I gave you eight years, and you still can't handle Zhou Xianyuan. Could it be that you can handle him in just one Qixi Festival?"

"I..." Murong Xiangxue shrinks back, feeling aggrieved, "Grandfather doesn't know something. It's not that my granddaughter didn't work hard, but His Royal Highness is a stubborn and stubborn gentleman, and he doesn't understand at all. No matter how close I get to him, he won't think about that. He only treats me as a younger sister... I really, I really have no choice..."

Doesn't she want to be a princess?

She thinks more than anyone else!

But to put it bluntly, Zhou Xianyuan's brain seemed to have been kicked by a donkey.

She once chose a summer evening with gorgeous dusk flowers and fiery red flowers, dressed up beautifully, met Zhou Xianyuan in the imperial garden, and then deliberately fell into his arms. Unexpectedly, he not only avoided causing her to fall into the mud, but also asked her with concern if the embroidered shoes didn't fit her feet, why she couldn't even stand firmly, and sent the maid to get her new shoes.

In the cold winter, she picked a snowy day and asked him to have a drink at the waterside pavilion. When she was alone and widowed, she deliberately took off her heavy outer clothes to reveal her proud figure. Unexpectedly, Zhou Xianyuan was not only not fascinated, but also mother-in-law told her not to wear so little clothes when the weather was cold, saying that a woman's body is cold, and it is easy to fall to the root of the disease.

All these things, she is going to collapse!
The tea diffused between the lips and teeth.

Murong Tao sipped the fragrance of the tea, tapped the tea case with his fingertips one by one.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "You must become the princess."

"But grandfather, now that my sister is home, Xue'er has no chance. Unless my sister is allowed to die, how can Xue'er replace her?"

Murong Tao stroked his beard lightly, thought for a moment, and suddenly laughed meaningfully.

He looked kindly: "Xue'er, the person you marry is the prince."

Murong Xiangxue clenched her hands and froze in place.

Grandpa means...

Change the prince?
Her face turned pale: "But grandfather, His Highness the Crown Prince did not make a mistake, how can I... be able to..."

Murong Tao snorted: "This is grandfather's business. You go back, you have to work hard on the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. At the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet last year, all your piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were lost to the fake one from the Zhen Guogong's mansion. You can't lose again this year."

"Grandfather, don't worry!" Murong Xiangxue seemed to have found a backbone, "You are so concerned about your granddaughter's future, and your granddaughter will definitely work hard and never disappoint your expectations!"

She returned the gift and exited the study.

Standing under the eaves, she let out a long breath towards the verdant flowers and trees in the garden. The little guilt for Li Shiyu's drowning death had long since dissipated. She raised her chin haughtily and gave a sweet and innocent smile.

She will be the future princess, the future empress, with her grandfather around, there is nothing to worry about.

only……

Before she could work, there was one more thing that had to be done.

"Wei Zi..."

She gritted her teeth.

……

Township government.

Wei Zi arranged for Zuo Hualing to help inquire about the Dace River in the outskirts of the city. Although he learned that the embankment project has been proceeding smoothly, his heart is still hanging high.

Xiao Fengxian should have understood her hint, the newly built embankment...

It shouldn't collapse like it did in the previous life, right?
"Girl, why are you always thinking about the river embankment?" Qingju carried a large pile of account books, "Don't worry, with the young master here, the embankment will definitely be completed properly. The most urgent thing is to read these accounts."

It is the account of the government of the town for ten years.

Wei Zi flipped through a book first, and remembered every account in detail. It can be seen that her mother was careful and proper in her work, and there was no suspicion of embezzlement and misappropriation of public money.

While flipping through carefully, her fingertips stopped on the page of expenditure in Peony Garden.

Although Wei Feifan's monthly money is not much, every spring, summer, autumn and winter, mother will spend thousands of taels of silver for Wei Feifan to buy brand-new skirt hairpin jewelry, Shu brocade embroidered shoes, moon gauze jackets, and satin skirts, and so on.

In terms of jewelry, there are gold step shakers, pearl earrings, emerald hairpins, mutton fat jade and gold necklaces, gemstone glazed gold bracelets, etc., which are dazzling.

Wei Feishan was delicate and frail when she was a child, and always fell ill. Whenever she had a cold and a fever, her mother would invite an imperial doctor to treat her. Every prescription of medicine would be accompanied by a packet of caramel, as if Wei Feishan was afraid that the medicine would be bitter.

The shadows of flowers sway outside the window, and the sound of cicadas can be heard in the distance.

Wei Zi supported his chin with one hand, and lightly pressed the ledger with the other, his soft long eyelashes drew a fan-shaped shadow on his fair cheeks.

She fell ill in the Xiao family when she was young, and Xing never cared about her, and still forced her to work with a high fever. She was washing clothes alone by the river.

She was abducted and sold to Shanyin County, and during the 12 years she worked as a slave for the Xiao family, Wei Feifan was well-clothed and well-fed, and she was raised very well.

her mother...

I love Wei Feifan so much.