After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 239 Don't Give Your Persimmons to Other Girls
An eight-foot tall man, an imposing man, his eyes turned red from being wronged for the first time.

Wei Zi nodded seriously: "I believe it!"

Zhou Xianyuan wiped the wet corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.

This world is really strange, the father and Prime Minister Murong who have watched him grow up for so many years don't believe his words at all, but Wei Zi, a little girl who has only met him a few times, believes that he is an innocent person.

Laughing while crying, he stretched out his sleeves and bowed to Wei Zi: "Qi Chu is here, thank you Miss Wei!"

"You can't be a courtier!" Wei Zi turned sideways quickly, and pressed the food box he brought, "Your Highness, besides lunch, there is also a stack of bank notes in it, which was given to you by His Highness the Second Prince's entrustment." The people in the palace charge money to do things, and you can live more comfortably if you have money in your hand. The court lady can only stay in the East Palace for a short time, if you need the court lady's help, just ask."

Zhou Xianyuan thought for a while, then frowned and said: "I heard from the palace people outside that my mother's illness has become more serious in the past two days. Gu is imprisoned here and cannot visit her mother. Can Miss Wei go to see her for Gu? Please, Miss Wei." After telling my mother, everything is fine in Gu's East Palace, please don't worry about it. Also, please tell her that justice is the only thing in the world, and justice is at ease in people's hearts, Gu has a clear conscience."

Wei Zi agreed.

Zhou Xianyuan sighed: "Miss Wei has helped me so much, I don't even know how to thank you."

"Your Highness is gone." Wei Ziwen said in a warm voice, "If I have to thank you, my daughter saw that you put a basket of persimmons in your palace, how about giving me a basket?"

"persimmon?"

Zhou Xianyuan glanced at the basket of persimmons, and there was a strange tenderness in his eyes.

He said ashamedly: "Miss Wei, I'm really sorry. Gu promised others that the persimmons from the persimmon tree in the East Palace would only be left for her to eat, so I really can't give it away. By the way, Gu will send you another A present!"

He took out an exquisite wooden box from under the desk.

Hidden in the box are two red sandalwood inlaid golden wolf hair pens.

He stroked the Langhao brush lightly, and said with a smile: "This is the writing brush that Gu's teacher gave to Gu with his own hands before he died of illness. Over the years, Gu has regarded it as a treasure and has never been willing to use it. Now, this one is given to Miss Wei."

Wei Zi took it.

There are fine official script gold characters engraved on the body of the pen, which is the famous "Hengqu Four Sentences".

When I read "Four Sentences of Hengqu" when I was young, my blood was always hot.

But as I get older and live in the bustling and noisy world, everything I see and my heart is full of luxury and money, and I gradually forget the teaching of "creating a heart for the world".

However, the crown prince has always been cautious in his words and deeds in recent years, and strictly abides by the teacher's behest.

Wei Zi held the brush tightly and said in a heavy voice, "Thank you, Your Highness..."

It was already noon when we left the East Palace.

She was carrying an empty food box and was about to send it back to Beigong to change her dress, when she turned around the palace alley, she was stopped by someone.

She turned and looked back.

Murong Jiuli leaned against the wall of the East Palace, crossed his arms and smiled triumphantly: "How? I said you can't help him a second time, right? After all, it is not others who want to drag him from the crown prince, but -"

She snorted softly, glanced in the direction of the imperial study room, and didn't say anything further.

Wei Zi stared into her eyes.

After a while, she finally said: "Have you ever had a marriage contract? I heard that you have known each other since childhood, so why don't you go and see him?"

"Look at him?" Murong Jiuli sneered, "I never visit trash! What's more, I hate him so much, I wish he would die soon! What about a marriage contract? Back then, I was wronged at home and sent hundreds of miles away by my grandfather. Xuanqing Temple, but I have never seen him lend a helping hand. For six years, there is not even a single letter! Since he is afraid of his grandfather’s power and majesty, then I want him to be victimized by the power, and let him taste the taste of losing everything. Son!"

She was born pink and delicate, like a delicate porcelain doll, but her words were very vulgar and vicious.

Wei Zi frowned lightly.

The autumn wind that blows in all directions is chilly, and the autumn in Shangjing City seems to be more bitingly cold than that in Shanyin County.

She said: "You don't care about him, why should you stay outside the East Palace? What are you expecting?"

Murong Jiuli was stunned.

A look of embarrassment appeared on her white and tender cheeks, and she said displeasedly: "I just came to see his jokes, so that's okay too?!"

"Miss Murong, you can do whatever you want."

Wei Zi was too lazy to talk to her, so he turned and left.

After taking two steps, she stopped again.

She and Xiao Fengxian like each other but can't be together, their relationship can never be seen, and can never be justified.

But Murong and the crown prince...

She said softly: "I am dull-hearted, and even my reaction is a few beats slower than others. I am not as smart as Miss Murong and my second brother. But the only thing I know is that when facing someone you care about, you must not be stubborn You can use sharp words in front of your enemies, and you can save face in front of strangers, but you can only go against your own heart and speak harsh words to the people you care about. Otherwise, for that person, for yourself, The words are like knives, all of which are punishing."

Murong Jiuli tightly grasped his palm.

This woman is really annoying, she has a set of principles, I don't understand why Xiao Fengxian likes her!
She threatened with a cold face: "I don't need you to take care of my affairs, and no one in the world can take care of me, even my father and my grandfather can't take care of me! If you dare to talk too much, I will find someone to kill you!"

Wei Zi threw down the sentence "That's all for now", and left straight away.

Murong Jiuli folded his arms and snorted heavily.

After humming, she glanced back at the tall vermilion palace wall.

A persimmon tree with some branches poking out from behind the palace wall.

When she was young, she always loved to think about the persimmon tree in his palace. She coquettishly told him that the fruit from this persimmon tree could only be eaten by herself, not for her younger sister, or for anyone else. The little girl eats.

He agreed.

Since then, she has been tired of eating persimmons every year.

but……

Murong Jiuli guessed that he would definitely not keep his promise.

She had been away for so long, and he hadn't even sent her a letter, so how could he keep persimmons for her?

"Liar, trash!"

she cursed under her breath.

(End of this chapter)