After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Wei Zi looked over.

The old lady was wearing the imperial dress of a first-class lady, wearing two strings of emerald beads with excellent water head around her neck, and her hair was meticulously coiled up with gold hairpins. Although she was smiling, her brows and eyes were shrewd. Not very warm.

Among the old ladies in the capital, the old ladies Murong and Wei are the most respected.

But the two have always been at odds.

So when she stood there, the female relatives consciously held their breath and concentrated, lest they be hurt by the majesty of the elders.

Mrs. Murong twirled the Buddhist beads carefully, looked at Wei Zi, and said with a knife in her words: "This is the newly found girl from your family? She really looks good, and her mouth is even more amazing."

"It's a good thing to be able to speak well." Mrs. Wei held Wei Zi's little hand affectionately, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, "It's not like some young girls who have a mouth for nothing and can't even speak."

Murong Xiangxue was stunned.

She didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of her elders, so she couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Grandmother, is this old lady Wei scolding me?"

Mrs. Murong stared at her coldly with a blank expression on her face.

Seeing that the two sides were at war and unable to end, a disdainful urging suddenly came from the front of the palace alley: "Aren't you going to see the empress? What are you doing here? Are you still going?"

When everyone looked around, the girl who spoke was wearing a fire-colored red dress, with flowers plastered between her eyebrows, very flamboyant and domineering.

It's Murong Jiuli...

future princess.

She has always acted like this since she returned to Beijing, and even the prime minister can't do anything to her.

Everyone didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly continued to walk to Minghua Palace.

Mrs. Wei walked ahead leading Wei Zi.

Wei Zi whispered: "Look, granddaughter, you and that old lady from Murong's family don't seem to get along very well."

Mrs. Wei looked straight ahead: "When she was young, she also wanted to marry your grandfather. Since then, she has been against me. She has to compete with me in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and horseplay."

"Then...then who won in the end?"

In autumn, the sky in Shangjing is far and blue.

A few lone geese flitted across the sky, heading south. Madam Wei remembered that she had seen lone geese moving south when she was young.

It's just that this year's geese are no longer the same year's geese.

It's like her lost and irreversible youth.

Mrs. Wei thought of the most gentle and jade-like Old Town Duke when she was young, and the light like stars appeared in her old eyes.

She pursed a smug smile, blinked knowingly at Wei Zi, and instantly seemed like the lively girl back then: "Of course I won."

Minghua Palace.

Empress Jiang's health is poor and she suffers from illness all year round. It is the Mid-Autumn Festival for reunion, and she also meets courtiers and female relatives on the sick bed.

Gong'e put a royal blue silk round pillow behind Empress Jiang.

Empress Jiang sat on the couch, looked at the female relatives one by one, and said with a smile: "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again, and I am very happy to see that you are in good health as usual."

The female relatives lowered their heads and said in unison: "May your mother be safe and healthy, and your mother will be a thousand years old!"

Chitose...

Empress Jiang coughed twice while clutching her handkerchief, and caught a glimpse of herself in the bronze mirror not far away from the corner of her eye.

She thought that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, not only to see courtiers and women, but also to reunite with Yuan'er, so she ordered Gong'e to dress herself up in the early morning, but it was only afternoon, the makeup on her face was mottled and faded, and her cheeks were pale and thin No amount of makeup alone can cover it up.

She might not live for two years, she sighed softly in her heart.

After ordering the female relatives to sit down, Empress Jiang said, "Which one is Wei Zi?"

Wei Zi raised his eyebrows and stood up to salute: "Your Majesty is a thousand years old!"

"You come forward."

Wei Zi stepped forward slowly, but was stopped by Empress Jiang and looked at him carefully.

The dispute in the palace alley had already been reported to Empress Jiang by the servant.

Empress Jiang used to listen to people in the palace talking about how the eldest daughter of the Wei family was kidnapped and married into a poor family, how pitiful and humble she was as a slave and maidservant, how rude and contemptuous she was, and what she described was a violent, arrogant and unreasonable woman. country woman.

But she watched...

The girl is neither humble nor overbearing, gorgeous but not seductive but not vulgar, with compassion and tenderness hidden in her peach eyes, the experience of being abducted has not worn down her aura or ruined her conscience, she is still a very transparent and intelligent girl.

She even secretly slipped a note to call her Yuan'er, telling her Yuan'er to prepare early so as not to be implicated by Li Jinglin and others.

Thinking of what Zhou Xianyuan said to her a few days ago, Queen Jiang's eyes were full of fear.

Empress Jiang stared at Wei Zi, and said softly: "You said in the palace alley, 'A person cannot choose his own origin, his mother can give birth to him and protect him in such an unbearable place, she is already a remarkable woman' I like these words very much. I think that mothers in the world do not distinguish between high and low. They are already very remarkable when they bring their children into this world. I love my children very much. I think Xiao Tanhua's mother is also I love him very much. Although my status is different from hers, the love is the same."

Wei Zi lowered his eyes.

The corner of the eye lightly fell on Empress Jiang's face, and she understood why His Highness the Crown Prince was so benevolent.

Although Empress Jiang was seriously ill, she was really gentle, and the kindness in her eyes couldn't be faked.

She taught His Highness the Prince very well.

She humbly said: "My daughter's childish words made the empress laugh."

Empress Jiang took off a pair of white jade bracelets from her wrists and put them on her hands.

The suet white jade bracelet is transparent and clean, with a slight dark green color, and is carved into the shape of bamboo bones.

"When your family held the relative recognition banquet, I was suffering from a lingering illness, so I was unable to come to congratulate you in person. This pair of jade bracelets was worn by His Majesty on the day I was conferred the title of Empress. Today, I send you It’s a belated gift.” Empress Jiang held Wei Zi’s hands, “Cut bamboo to make bones, plant orchids to make your heart, Xiao Zi, I hope that you will be just like today every year.”

Cutting bamboo for bones, planting orchids for hearts...

The female relatives present have different expressions.

To be given such a high evaluation by the empress, even though Wei Zi was abducted and divorced before, her reputation in the capital will never be bad in the future. I am afraid that if she remarries in the future, she will not marry as they thought The very poor.

Sitting beside Xue Ziyu, Wei Feifan almost gritted his silver teeth.

Thanks to her extensive reading of poetry and books over the years, she came to greet the empress every time she entered the palace, and organized young ladies and gentlemen from all walks of life to compose poems and lyrics for the disaster of the Dace River, but in the end she was no match for Wei Zi who showed her face casually!
She has never been rated so highly!

Wei Zi stroked the white jade bracelet on his wrist, and thanked Empress Jiang earnestly.

Empress Jiang's eyes darkened, and she said again: "In this palace, I am not the only one who is sick. Before the palace banquet starts, go and see Xianji. It's cool in autumn. I heard that the wind and cold entered his body. , The past few days have been very tormenting. He is a poor child, and he is very lonely in the palace, you should talk to him more."

Is Zhou Xianji sick?
Wei Zi was startled, and quickly said yes.

Wei Feifan became more and more anxious and upset.

Originally thought that the palace looked down on Wei Zi, but hearing the tone of the empress, it seemed that she wanted to match Wei Zi and Zhou Xianji.

How can Wei Zi match a brilliant figure like brother Xianji!
She couldn't help pulling Xue Ziyu's sleeve quietly.