After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Three days later.

The weather is getting colder every day. The autumn rain fell all night last night. When we woke up in the morning, the raindrops rolled down the corners of the eaves and fell on the banana leaves. The emerald green banana leaves have begun to turn yellow and curl.

When Wei Zi was reading the accounts, Qingju was afraid that she would catch the cold, so she brought a lamb blanket and put it on her lap.

Jin Mei brought a cup of red dates and ginger tea, with a serious expression on her face: "Do you know, something happened in the palace?"

"What happened?" Wei Zi was surprised.

Jin Mei put the teacup in her hand: "I just came back from the front yard, and I heard several passers-by aides talking about Li Jinglin, the former servant of the Ministry of Industry, who was imprisoned. Prime Minister Murong interrogated him for two whole days, and finally interrogated him this morning. The result—according to Li Jinglin's account, the embezzlement of disaster relief money was ordered by the crown prince behind his back, and all the money he got was sent to the East Palace. He didn't expect the crown prince to turn his face and deny anyone. In order to gain a clean reputation, he actually bit back at the palace banquet. Corrupted by one person."

Wei Zi suddenly squeezed the account book tightly.

She frowned: "What next?"

"At noon, Prime Minister Murong took people to the East Palace to search, and sure enough, boxes of banknotes were found! Even under the crown prince's bed, there were bundles of banknotes! Because of the continuous heavy rain, those banknotes have been damp Moldy, most of them can't be used. Now the courtiers are impeaching the prince, and the evidence is complete, I'm afraid the prince..."

Jin Mei didn't say anything further.

Qingju scratched her head, puzzled and said: "His Royal Highness looks at such an honest and honest person. He heard that he took the lead in water control and was loved by the people. I have even heard of the name of frugality. How can a person like him Will embezzle money..."

Wei Zi's face turned pale.

She thought that by preemptively exposing Li Jinglin's crimes in advance, His Highness the Crown Prince would no longer be stigmatized for embezzling disaster relief money like in her previous life, and would not be demoted as a commoner and imprisoned in the cold palace, but she never expected...

She closed the account book, got up and walked out.

Twilight Quadruple.

Wei Ling didn't come back from the palace until all the lanterns were lit in the mansion.

Wei Zi has been waiting in the front yard. Seeing him come back, he hastily greeted him anxiously: "Father, I heard something happened to His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Wei Ling's face was full of exhaustion, and he raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows: "You also know? I don't believe that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would embezzle the relief money. It's just that there are all personal and material evidence, even though many officials in the court today participated in His Majesty's case. There are many, but His Majesty still ignores them."

"How is your highness now?"

Wei Zi became more and more worried.

Wei Ling's face became more and more gray, and he said discouragedly: "Your Majesty has banned you from the East Palace, and you can only wait for the case to be finalized tomorrow. I see that this case is a certainty and there is no turning point. The poor Crown Prince is cautious and thrifty all his life. He must have offended you." For the villain's sake..."

Wei Zi clutched the handkerchief tightly.

After a while, she regained her composure, and forced a smile on Wei Ling: "God is merciful to all beings, and will definitely not let the Crown Prince be stigmatized and die. Daddy has worked hard today, and dinner has been prepared in the hall. I asked the small kitchen to re- Heat it up again."

After leaving the front yard, she returned to He'an Hall, but she was still fidgeting.

A candle was burning in the boudoir.

She looked at the orange flame, and suddenly remembered what Murong Jiuli said at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet:
—Maybe you and I can blow out a small firework, but we can't blow out this bright lamp.How can he survive if all the bright lights in the palace want him to die?

The father is like the sky.

He is the supreme emperor, the whole world belongs to him, and whoever he wants to deal with can naturally be dealt with easily.

In the face of absolute power, the little tricks she played in private were undoubtedly a mantis arm.

She cannot change the fate of others, nor can she influence the emperor's choice.

Wei Zi's heart tightened for a while, and his fingertips unconsciously caressed the white jade and bamboo round bracelet on his wrist. In his mind, the faces of Empress Jiang and the crown prince crossed.

She sat quietly by this candle for a long time, and suddenly looked out the window at the dark night, the boundless autumn rain, drifting gracefully in the misty autumn mist.

After a while, Wei Zi ordered: "Prepare your umbrella."

The mansion at the end of Lin'an Lane.

Wei Zi held an umbrella and walked to the gate of the mansion, but before he knocked on the door, a carriage came slowly from the other side of the alley and stopped firmly outside the gate of the mansion.

She looked back.

Lanterns were hung from the four corners of the carriage, and orange light clusters gathered in the rain and fog, and the word "Xiao" was inscribed on the cage.

Nan Zhu, who was driving the car, whispered: "Young Master, Miss Wei is here."

In the cold and rainy night, one hand raised the curtain of the car.

Xiao Fengxian stepped on the footstool and stepped off the carriage, Nan Zhu hurriedly propped up a paper umbrella behind him.

Through the dark rain and fog and the nine steps in front of the mansion, Xiao Fengxian raised her head and looked at Wei Zi. The girl probably came out in a hurry, her hair bun was loosely pulled up with a golden nanmu carved hairpin, and a few slightly curly locks of crow-green forehead hair fell down At the forehead, the small face is even more charming, and she is wearing a light purple embroidered Jade Rabbit pounded medicine jacket with narrow sleeves, paired with a frosty white pleated skirt, because it is coming from the rain, some dark rain splashed on the edge of the skirt stains.

With a smile hidden in the fox's eyes, he said, "It's really a rare visitor. What kind of wind brought my sister-in-law here?"

Wei Zi's breathing was a little short: "You just came back from the palace? Something happened to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Xiao Fengxian said casually, "I know."

"You..." Wei Zi struggled, "You helped the prince once, so you were not implicated?"

"Ah," Xiao Fengxian suddenly bent his fox eyes, "Didn't I tell my sister-in-law that I have never surrendered to the crown prince? If I am not a crown prince, how could I be implicated?"

Wei Zi gripped the handle of the umbrella tightly.

It wasn't until today that she saw how terrifying the Son of Heaven was.

A person like the Son of Heaven...

How could he easily spare the prince's henchmen?

unless……

She stared closely at the young man in the rainy night. In the silence of the rainy night, boundless darkness surged from both ends of the alley. It seemed like a great monster hiding in the capital city, attacking the lantern she held in her hand, trying to devour her.

She shivered, her spine was chilled, and her voice was unsteady: "You...could it be that those banknotes found in the East Palace were written by you? The one you surrendered is not the prince, but the emperor? The one at the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet Is that play a game set up by you and the emperor?"

Xiao Fengxian narrowed her eyes.

The way Wei Zi looked at him made him very uncomfortable, as if he was some kind of scourge.

He walked up the steps step by step.

Wei Zi's heart tightened and hurt more and more, and a heavy oppressive feeling came over her face, making her swallow involuntarily.

Tonight, she couldn't understand Xiao Fengxian.

She backed away in fear, until her slender back touched the door of the mansion, she came back to her senses, and turned around and walked towards the steps.

Just as the embroidered shoes stepped down a step, Xiao Fengxian held her hand from behind.

Wei Zi turned around in panic, the lantern she held in her hand shook violently, and she stared at him helplessly through the dim light.

Xiao Fengxian was condescending, but did not act out of line.

He just untied the feather black cloak on his body, and slowly put it on Wei Zi's shoulders.

"I have never been a good person. My sister-in-law knew it early on. But I have always been sincere to you. I would like to advise my sister-in-law, you can't meddle in the prince's affairs. If you lose your life, I'm afraid you will regret it in the future." .”

He lowered his voice.