After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Zhou Xianji looked at her.

In midsummer, the girl wears a plum-green underskirt, holds a round fan embroidered with bunches of purple grapes, wears a sapphire dotted with emerald gold hairpins on her hair, and has whiter skin than snow, bright eyes and bright teeth. It is elegant and charming.

He touched the corner of his lips tenderly.

His little Zi should be like this.

As delicate and bright as she was when she was young, the cold and hostile aura just now should not belong to her.

Facing Wei Zi's testimony, Xiao Dujuan breathed a sigh of relief with tears in his eyes, and knelt down on the ground with weak legs.

And the remaining hope in the little girl's eyes gradually dissipated, and she knelt down on the ground exhausted, tears streaming down her face.

After a while, she kneeled up to Murong Xiangxue, and pitifully grabbed her skirt: "Miss, my mother...my mother..."

"Go away!"

Murong Xiangxue was impatient.

This was a trap carefully set by her. I didn't expect Wei Zi to be so shrewd that he wouldn't go into it at all!

With the blessing of her grandfather, she has always had the wind and the rain in Shangjing, and it has been a long time since she suffered such a disadvantage like recently. This woman is as hateful as Xiao Fengxian and Murong Jiuli, they should all be damned!
Filled with anger and having nowhere to vent, she glanced at Xiao Dujuan and sneered: "You were once sisters-in-law, how can your testimony count? Since Xiaocui believes that your sister-in-law pushed her mother, then let them go to the government by themselves It's settled. Someone, turn them over to the government!"

After all, turn around and leave.

Xiao Dujuan was short of breath.

I thought I could hook up with some official son today, but who knew that I would get involved in a life lawsuit for no reason!

She is not a fool, she knows that everything today is aimed at Wei Zi, she is just the object of Murong Xiangxue's vent!
She was caught by the servant, and while struggling, she stared at Wei Zi with resentment: "It's all your fault! You, like Xiao Fengxian, still haunt our house even after leaving our house. Do you want to kill me before you give up?! Bitch, Bitches, bitches!"

She screamed and was dragged away without mercy.

The people on the blue brick path gradually dispersed.

Wei Zichao and Zhou Xianji gave a blessing: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhou Xianji smiled: "Thank me for what?"

Wei Zi was silent.

Probably, I want to thank him for speaking out at the critical moment, so that I can keep my heart.

It takes a moment for a good person to turn bad. Once a hole is opened, everything behind will become as smooth as flowing water. The bottom line of the person is gradually lowered, and the conscience of the person is gradually darkened. Indulge yourself in the sea of ​​desire, until Completely become the type of person who does not use any means.

Wei Zi thought for a while, and replied honestly: "Actually, I still want to be a good person with principles."

Zhou Xianji looked at her and suddenly laughed.

He seldom smiled, so his laughter was a bit abrupt.

Wei Zi blushed slightly: "You, what are you laughing at?"

"You look like a person."

Wei Zi was curious: "Who does it resemble?"

The smile on Zhou Xianji's face gradually dissipated, and after a long while, he said in a low voice: "My emperor brother."

His Royal Highness...

Wei Zi thought of Zhou Xianyuan, and then showed a smiling face: "I know, His Royal Highness is a good person, and I respect him very much."

Zhou Xianji lowered his long eyelashes.

He also respects the emperor, and admires him for sitting in that position for so many years and still maintaining his original aspirations, and still not changing his benevolent heart.

He seemed to murmur: "It's a pity...a good person is not suitable for that position."

"What?" Wei Zi didn't hear clearly.

Zhou Xianji smiled faintly: "It's nothing. Everyone go to the garden to see the lotus, Xiao Zi, I'll go with you."

I don't know when, he called her "Xiao Zi".

Wei Zi said happily, "Thank you, Your Highness."

The two walked through the green brick path, Zhou Xianji took out a pack of lotus seed candies from his sleeve: "Here."

Wei Zi took it, picked one up and put it in his mouth.

The lotus seed candy is bitter at first, and after being held in the mouth for a long time, it can taste sweet when it slowly melts.

Zhou Xianji chatted aimlessly: "Seeing these cypress trees, I thought of a story about cypress trees becoming spirits that I read in a strange novel. It is said that the former dynasty..."

The youth's voice faded away.

Midsummer, durian flowers, blue sky, singing cicadas, lotus seed candy...

Wei Zi closed his eyes, and a memory seemed to loosen in his mind.

The young boy in white was leading a tender and young girl, and ran through the imperial garden, leaving the little eunuch and little maid far behind.

They secretly hid under the pomegranate tree with overhanging luxuriant branches, and with a pack of lotus seed candies, they talked about ghosts they overheard, about female ghosts complaining about their grievances in the rainy nights of cold palaces, and all kinds of funny or scary stories.

——Second brother knows so many stories!When Xiao Zi grows up, maybe the story of the second brother has not been finished yet!
——Then let me tell Xiaozi the story of my whole life, okay?
--OK!

The little girl's soft and sweet voice floated quietly in her ears like flowers exuding a faint fragrance.

Broken memories are like glass, Wei Zi picked up a piece, as if he picked up the lotus seed candies scattered under the pomegranate tree back then.

She looked at Zhou Xianji in astonishment.

It turned out that their childhood relationship was really good.

No wonder Grandma always tried to match them up.

Zhou Xianji had already walked a long way talking to himself, and suddenly realized that Wei Zi hadn't followed, and turned around: "Xiao Zi?"

Wei Zi followed: "The Second Highness just said that the cypress tree becomes a spirit?"

"Exactly," Zhou Xianji's eyes lit up when he mentioned those strange stories, "just like a fox can become a spirit, these ancient trees can also be cultivated to become a spirit..."

A fox becomes a spirit...

At this moment, Wei Zi inexplicably thought of Xiao Fengxian and that rainy night in the temple of Jiuniangzi Mountain.

She shook the round fan, trying to drive Xiao Fengxian away from her head.

She bent her mouth and looked up at the young man beside her, trying to make him fill her pupils.

The stories that I didn't finish when I was young, maybe I can continue to tell them from today.

……

Because of the death, the lychee banquet in Xiangfu ended in a hurry.

On the carriage back home, Wei Feishan brought a cup of tea to his lips, suddenly raised his eyes to Wei Zi, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I didn't see the excitement that should be watched. My sister's luck is really good, It was Xiao Dujuan who took Murong's revenge on your behalf again. After all, she is your sister-in-law, and if she is imprisoned like this, why don't you think of a way to rescue her?"

Wei Zi smiled: "Sister cares about her so much, I don't know, I thought you were her elder sister-in-law."

Wei Feifan choked, and put down the cup in displeasure: "I just care about a few words. Although they treat you badly, but after all you have lived together for so many years, there is no one between relatives who does not quarrel, and my sister also I hold some grudges."

Wei Zi smiled indifferently.

I don't want to talk to her anymore.

Back at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, Wei Feishan plunged headlong into the preparations for the porridge shop.

She planned to do something big quietly, and give porridge and charity on the Qixi Festival, stunning the entire capital!

Neither Murong Xiangxue nor Wei Zi can steal her limelight!