After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

How could Xiao Dujuan be in the prime minister's mansion?

At this moment, Xiao Dujuan was struggling with hands and feet, sinking and floating in the water, very embarrassed and pitiful.

She cried while crying: "Miss Murong, please forgive me! I don't know Xiao Fengxian well, really! He doesn't even live with my parents! He disrespects you all, and that's all his fault." Wrong, he's blind, he's a scumbag, what he did has nothing to do with me! I beg you..."

A long wind blows through the garden, bringing a touch of dryness and heat.

After a little thought, Wei Zi figured it out. It must have been Murong Xiangxue's post to Xiao Dujuan. Xiao Dujuan's love of vanity has no reason not to go to the banquet. She didn't expect to come to the prime minister's mansion. What greeted her was not a lychee banquet, but was regarded as a feast. The monkey played tricks, who made her Xiao Fengxian's younger sister?
These little girls couldn't take revenge on Xiao Fengxian, so they had no choice but to vent their anger on her.

Murong Xiangxue was sitting under the shade of a flower, with two maids behind her slowly fanning her. On the flower table were placed crystal plates of different heights, and the plates contained fresh lychees chilled.

She ate a lychee gracefully, glanced at Wei Zi's direction from the corner of her eye, and said with a smile: "I don't care if you are familiar with him or not, since you came from the same place, then you deserve to be punished for him, anyway, you Country people are all equally cheap, in this life, don't even try to fit into our circle."

Pointing at Sang and scolding Huai.

Wei Zi lowered his eyes and smiled, laughing at her childishness.

Xiao Dujuan cried out of breath and begged hoarsely for mercy, trying to prove that she was different from Xiao Fengxian.

Murong Xiangxue said: "Since you said that you are different from him, then I'll listen to you scolding him a few words. If you scold him, we'll take it easy. Not only will I allow you to go ashore, but I will also reward you with a plate of lychees."

"I'll scold, I'll scold right away!" Xiao Dujuan howled as if he had been pardoned, "Xiao Fengxian, you goddamn bastard! You bastard born of a whore! You've hurt me for nothing, why don't you Go to die?! Our whole family hopes that you will die quickly. If you die, we will throw you in a mass grave and let wild dogs eat your body! No one will collect your body for you. No one in the world loves you! "

There was laughter by the pond.

A lady said softly: "I've never heard such vulgar words, it's interesting. I didn't go to the outskirts of the city to write poems that day, and I didn't meet Xiao Fengxian. Was he really born by a prostitute?"

"Isn't it?" The other lady looked contemptuous, "I really don't know how he became the head of the Ministry of Industry."

"Good scolding!" Murong Xiangxue was quite satisfied, "Come up."

Xiao Dujuan climbed ashore weeping.

In order to come to the prime minister's mansion for a banquet today, she deliberately dressed up carefully. Now the thick powder has seeped water, and the whole face is completely ruined. The thin summer skirt is close to her body. She looks around in horror. Seeing that those young masters are far away, I felt a little relieved.

"By the way," Murong Xiangxue said again suddenly, "Xiao Dujuan, I heard that Miss Wei was once your eldest sister-in-law?"

"Yes!" Xiao Dujuan nodded quickly, "She used to be my brother's childhood sweetheart's wife!"

Murong Xiangxue ate a lychee unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "Since you were sisters-in-law, you must have a very good relationship. Miss Wei, why don't you accompany Xiao Dujuan to change clothes. Although the weather is hot, you are still wet Yes, it is easy to catch wind and cold. When the time comes, you should blame me for my poor hospitality."

Wei Zi was silent.

Without thinking too much, he knew that Murong Xiangxue had no good intentions.

She wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, so she agreed: "That's fine."

The maid of the Xiangfu led the way, and Wei Zi accompanied Xiao Dujuan through a green brick path to Baoxia.

Xiao Dujuan cried as he walked, and couldn't help complaining: "Wei Zi, they bullied me like that, why didn't you come forward to help me? You are the eldest lady of the Zhen Guogong Mansion, as long as you open your mouth, they will definitely let me go Yes, but you didn't..."

Wei Zi didn't look sideways: "Why should I help you?"

"You—" Xiao Dujuan stared at her resentfully, "Obviously you and Xiao Fengxian are on the same team! I took the blame for you and got punished, why can't you help me?! Don't forget, you belong to the Xiao family Mi grew up, you owe our family your life!"

Speaking of the past, Wei Zi's originally warm and soft eyes were slightly cold.

She squinted at Xiao Dujuan: "I have been a slave for 12 years, Xiao Dujuan, I have already paid off what I owed to your family. It was your family who let me down first, and your brother who let me down first. I am living a good life now." , has nothing to do with your family, let alone repay you anything."

Not only that, but the Xiao family owed her a life.

She will always have a time to kill her in the future!
Both sides of the blue brick path are covered with cypress trees, which are lush and block out the sky and the sun.

The girl's face was hidden in the shadow of the tree, and for some reason, there was a chill in midsummer.

Xiao Dujuan bit her pale lips, feeling a wave of fear from Wei Zi for no reason.

"mother!"

Suddenly there was a crying voice directly in front of him.

Wei Zi and Xiao Dujuan looked over and saw a girl dressed as a maid kneeling beside the leopard-headed stone lamp, shaking a middle-aged woman desperately.

The middle-aged woman's forehead hit the stone lamp, and the flowing blood stained the stone lamp red. No matter how the girl shook her, she still closed her eyes tightly, and her face was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss.

The little maid cried and turned to Wei Zi and Xiao Dujuan: "My mother sprained her foot while walking and accidentally knocked on the stone lamp! I beg the two girls to help and carry my mother to the doctor!"

Wei Zi stood where he was, without moving.

"How can my lady help me with this kind of thing, come on, servant girl!" Qingju yelled, and was about to step forward to carry her.

Wei Zi stopped her.

Qingju was puzzled: "Girl?"

Before Wei Zi could explain, Xiao Dujuan rushed up impatiently: "I'll do it!"

The person who had the accident was the maidservant of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Seeing that the woman was well dressed, she might be Murong Xiangxue or some young master's wet nurse. If she saved her, then she would be in favor of the Prime Minister's Mansion. After Murong Xiangxue It won't embarrass her anymore.

maybe……

Maybe her old-fashioned and warm heart will win the love of several Murong princes, and she will marry into the prime minister's mansion in one fell swoop!
At that time, she Xiao Dujuan will also be a person of status and status!
She looked at the middle-aged woman who had an accident with joy, as if she was looking at a delicious big pie.

Qingju whispered: "The girl is usually the most kind-hearted, and she refuses to help today, do you see something wrong?"

Wei Zi raised his round fan to cover his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Look at that woman's chest, it doesn't rise or fall at all, she's probably... maybe she's dead, it's not appropriate to intervene at this time. Murong Xiangxue regards me as a A thorn in the side, we are on her territory, we have to be more careful."

While she was speaking, Xiao Dujuan had already supported the middle-aged woman, and asked with concern: "I don't know where the government doctor lives?"

The little maid didn't answer her, but turned to Wei Zi with tears in her eyes: "Isn't this girl here to help?"

Wei Zi paused, and said, "Hand hurts."

Little maid: "..."