After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 207

The riverside is windy.

Murong Jiuli rubbed his almond eyes, the end of his eyes turned red and moist.

Her delicate voice also became hoarse: "Although I am looking forward to the gift from the prince's brother, I am looking forward to marrying you as soon as possible. It's just... just the prince's brother, my grandfather and parents don't like me. My younger sister married you instead of me. What should I do? It would be great if the prince brother could kill them, and if we kill them, we can be together!"

These words were normal at first, but when it came to the end, Zhou Xianyuan almost wondered if his ears got water.

He froze on the spot, not daring to say anything: "Ninth Sister, what did you just say?"

"Brother Prince, can't you hear clearly?" Murong Jiuli raised his round and pink face, put his hands in the shape of trumpets in front of his raised lips, and yelled as hard as he could, "I say, brother Prince, please kill grandfather and my parents! "

There is no one here, and the river wind howls.

The girl's voice was like a tsunami, pushing Zhou Xianyuan into an endless abyss.

He stared blankly at the little girl in front of him, as if meeting her for the first time.

He opened his mouth, and could hardly find his own voice: "Ninth sister, you, you..."

Murong Jiuli admired his stunned expression, and suddenly covered his stomach and laughed.

She didn't wave her hand until tears welled up in her eyes, and said slowly, "I'm just kidding you, you're scared. I know that the prince's elder brother is cowardly and introverted by nature, and he doesn't like to argue with others. It's natural to do it for me. No, how could I let you kill my dear grandfather and parents? However, it is true that my grandfather and parents prefer my younger sister, and it is true that I want her to marry you instead of me. I have been away from Shangjing for many years, Prince The relationship between my brother and my sister should be better, right? It should be better than when I was—”

"Murong Jiuli."

Zhou Xianyuan suddenly called the girl by her name, interrupting her rambling.

Murong Jiuli felt disgusted for no reason, and raised his eyebrows provocatively: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xianyuan held her hand: "When I was young, I was studying in the Imperial College with several younger brothers. I was always the last one to finish the homework assigned by my master, and it always took more time than others to remember. What Mr. taught, so many courtiers played it one after another, begging my father to replace me with the crown prince. I know that many people secretly commented on my clumsiness, and even now, there are still such voices in the government and the opposition.”

Murong Jiuli tilted his head.

It turned out that this man knew he was stupid.

"The queen mother said, since I am dull, I am not as talented as others, so I should work hard on my character. Be kind, be upright, be kind, be loyal, and be thrifty." Zhou Xianyuan's eyes gradually turned red, "Qichu is by no means The kind of man who has three wives and four concubines, I was engaged to you when I was young, and I have no other girl in my heart since then. Since it was you at the beginning, it can only be you for the rest of my life, and no one else can replace it "How do you and I feel about your sister, please don't mention it again in the future."

"Qichu" is Zhou Xianyuan's character.

He confessed his intentions, trying to prove himself in front of Murong Jiuli.

He is a man, it's not that he can't see the intentions of Murong Xiangxue and Xiangfu these years, but because they are Jiumei's natal family, so he has never turned against them.

But I didn't expect that Jiumei would mind these things.

He repented: "In the end it's because I didn't deal with it well, which made you sad."

Murong Jiuli smiled.

She doesn't like Zhou Xianyuan, so what's there to be sad about?
She glanced at the sky from a distance, waved her hand and said, "I still have business to do, so I will leave."

After taking two steps, she looked back: "You know, I'm just an abandoned child of our family, right? The prince married by Murong Xiangxue is the future emperor. Zhou Xianyuan, if you reject her, grandfather will not let you go. Seven You lost once a year ago, and I'm curious whether you will lose to him again this time."

She smiled meaningfully, and then left lightly.

Zhou Xianyuan doesn't like to fight with others, he wants to be a handful of crystal snow on the high mountain, and pursues the illusory benevolence and integrity.

But she insisted on pulling him down from the mortal world.

She wanted to see both Xiangfu and Donggong lose.

The girl's fiery red wide sleeves and skirt fluttered in the wind.

She glanced in Wei Zi's direction again, her red lips curled into a sneer.

She would not let anyone help Zhou Xianyuan.

The setting sun melts gold.

On the bank of the river, there is a porridge shop.

All the vegetable porridge and steamed buns that Wei Feishan had obtained had been given away.

She wiped the sweat off her face wearily, and said delicately: "Brother, we have done so many good deeds today, God will definitely praise our family, maybe daddy will be reused by His Majesty tomorrow!"

"You!" Wei Huanjin poked her forehead fondly.

Wei Feifan's eyes were like crescent moons, and he quietly glanced at the place where the officials camped.

She has done her best today, and many officials should see her.

Maybe they will present it to His Majesty tomorrow, asking His Majesty to praise her.

The more she thought about it, the happier she felt, and she said softly, "Brother, it's time for us to go home!"

When the guards were harnessing the carriage, Qingju finally came back.

Seeing that her cheeks were slightly red, Wei Zi knew that the result was probably good.

She whispered: "Have you given away the concentric knot?"

Qingju nodded shyly: "He accepted it. It's just...but he didn't prepare a gift for me in return. But seeing how tired he is after working day and night with the young master, I decided to forgive him."

Qingju was delicate and slightly chubby, and when she lowered her head, she looked like a shy water lotus, more charming than in the early morning.

Seeing it in his eyes, Wei Zi couldn't help secretly sighing at the wonder of love.

How is it not amazing for a girl to fall in love with a person and become even more beautiful?

"Sister, we should go!"

Wei Feifan urged.

Wei Zi came back to his senses and stepped into the carriage with Qingju.

The two carriages of the Duke of Zhen's mansion slowly headed towards Shangjing.

By the river, Nan Zhu was holding a concentric knot, and stretched his neck reluctantly to see the two carriages off.

Xiao Fengxian quietly appeared behind him, and patted him on the back of the forehead: "Everyone is gone, why don't you still watch? Why didn't I know before that you had an affair with Qingju?"

"Young master, what you said is really ugly. What is 'having a leg'?" Nan Zhu hid the concentric knot in his arms, "It is only when you and Miss Wei give and receive privately without telling everyone that you have a leg." Legs', humble job and green orange aboveboard--"

Seeing Xiao Fengxian's murderous eyes, Nan Zhu silently shut up.

Xiao Fengxian glanced around: "Where's Murong Jiuli?"

"I don't know the lowly position. Isn't she always in your account?"

Xiao Fengxian frowned.

Counting it, he hadn't seen that nasty thing for two hours.

A bad premonition quietly formed in his heart, he frowned and said, "Prepare the horses, let's chase the carriage of Duke Zhen's mansion."

(End of this chapter)