After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 287 The late spring and early summer next year will be the day when she will leave the cabinet.

Hua Yan proudly raised her chin, looking at the girl in front of her.

She was so young, and her overly delicate appearance made her look particularly childish and noble, as if she had never experienced rain, snow, wind and frost. However, her eyes were firm, like a delicate flower growing among thorns.

Know the world but not the world.

She was young, but she lived a transparent life.

Hua Yannong hates the young girls in Shangjing, but strangely doesn't hate Wei Zi.

The tortoiseshell cat in her arms whimpered impatiently. Hua Yannong stretched out her hand to comfort her, still staring at Wei Zi: "Gentle Township, Heroes' Tomb. Being with you will only wear away his edge and ambition. Compared with children Love is long, and he has more important responsibilities on his shoulders. Miss Wei, you can't delay him."

Wei Zi sneered: "What's more important? Is it to gain power for you? Or to help you eliminate dissidents and find out secrets? I heard that he was still very young when he met you. It was you who sent people to take care of him and educate him. I think , even if cats and dogs have been raised for so many years, they should have cultivated feelings, why is the supervisor of the flower factory so cruel and wants to force him into the abyss?"

"Miss Wei doesn't have to worry about how I act." Hua Yannong hugged the cat and walked away, "You only need to know that no one in the world approves of you being together. You will stay away from him for the rest of your life. Prepare for marriage with peace of mind, next year in deep spring, I also want to have a glass of wedding wine from you."

He drifted away.

Wei Zi pursed her lips and slowly lowered her head.

Lanterns were burning in front of the tents on the roadside.

The girl's shadow falling on the snow is slender and thin, especially lonely.

……

The end of the year is approaching.

Everyone in the house was busy, and all kinds of New Year's goods were brought in like flowing water.

Wei Zi lived in He'antang. When he was greeting the old lady in the morning, he suddenly remembered that he had not seen his brother for many days. It seemed that his brother had not been seen since he returned from winter hunting in the suburbs.

It was probably what Wei Feishan did that gave him a huge blow.

There is a fire burning in the warm pavilion, and the snowy light shines through the colored glass inlaid on the rhombus window, making the pavilion appear warm and open. There are even a few fresh and gorgeous peonies stuck in the porcelain urn in the corner.

The old lady was reading the Buddhist scriptures that Wei Manman had just copied. While reading, she said to Wei Zi: "I don't know what your brother and Shan'er are busy with. They haven't come to Heantang to pay their respects in the past few days."

Wei Zi sat by the window, lowering his head and checking the account book.

She knew the reason, but she couldn't tell her ancestors.

She smiled and said: "I thought I was the only one who hadn't seen them for many days, but I didn't expect that grandma didn't see them either. Maybe there are too many things at hand at the end of the year, so I don't have time to come to Heantang."

When Mrs. Wei heard this, she looked at her.

The snow light and the shadows of the window lattice outlined the light and dark shadows on her fair cheeks, which was very beautiful and aura. Because the room was warm, she only wore a dark blue silver bamboo pattern jacket with a stand-up collar and buttons. Such an old-fashioned color looked good on her On the body, there is a transparent texture like green jade.

Old Madam Wei couldn't help thinking that in late spring and early summer next year, when the garden is as dark green as her clothes, it will be the day when she will leave the court.

But it happens...

To be a concubine.

The old hands holding the Buddhist scriptures could not help but tremble slightly.

Her eyes were red, and she said in a hoarse voice: "The Tian family is ruthless. Back then, he was the weakest and most pitiful among the many princes. In the winter of his fifteenth or sixteenth year, he was poisoned and killed by his other brothers. He endured the pain in his intestines. He ran to our house in severe pain at night, begging your grandfather to save his life. I still remember that snowy night and cold wind, he knelt in the garden, wearing thin clothes, tightly holding on to your grandfather's robe, calling you with tears. Grandfather Abo said that Abo was the most upright official in the court, so he couldn't bear to see him die miserably. Your grandfather thought he was a good person, pitied him for his loyalty and honesty, and worked hard to support him to ascend the throne. Unexpectedly... …”

The old man closed his eyes, choked up and couldn't speak.

Wei Zi pressed the ledger page.

She knew what her grandmother had left to say.

Unexpectedly, he actually supported a white-eyed wolf.She hid the disgust for the king in her eyes and comforted her softly: "Why should my grandmother be sad? How can a prince's concubine be the same as an ordinary concubine? Besides, His Highness treats me very well, and I will not be wronged." .”

Mrs. Wei knew that she was comforting herself, and shook her head deeply: "At any rate, there are still a few months, and maybe things will turn around. I think the second prince is not willing to let you be the concubine. "

Wei Zi was speechless, his eyes quietly fell on the account book.

She is not marrying the husband she likes, and whether she is married or not is not that important to her.

He was just afraid that he would wrong Zhou Xianji and accept a woman who didn't have him in her heart.

Mrs. Wei put down the Buddhist scriptures in annoyance and did not want to mention the concubine again. She changed the subject and said: "If Xiao Zi has time, go and see your brother and Shan'er to see what they are busy with and why I, my grandmother, are so busy." Can’t even care?”

Wei Zi responded yes.

Coming out of the Nuan Pavilion in the afternoon, Wei Zi had already finished dealing with the accounts in the mansion, so he was very free.

She thought about it and took Qing Ju and Jin Mei directly to Qing Tong Courtyard where Wei Huanjin lived.

Unexpectedly, when they got there, they were told by the maid who was responsible for taking care of Wei Huanjin's daily life: "Since he came back from the winter hunting ground, the young master only stayed at home for one night. I heard that the government office where he served did not even light the meal, and he was absent from work for days. This made the Duke lose his temper. Mr. Song next door sent someone to send a message, saying that he would accompany our son to have wine and watch a show at Tianxiang Tower these days, so we should not worry. "

Wei Zi was speechless.

It seems that Wei Feifan has stimulated his brother too much.

If she had known better, she would have chosen one or two less things to talk about.

After learning her brother's whereabouts, she went to Peony Garden to find Wei Feishan.

This is her second time here.

She remembered that the furnishings in the house were originally very exquisite and elegant, but when she came here this time, the house was in a mess. Many ancient books were torn up and thrown on the floor. The yellowed pages were densely covered with Wei Feifan's annotations. It could be seen that How hard the girl has studied in private these years.

The doors of the wardrobe cabinets are all open. Dresses made of various materials such as silk, ermine hair, and Sichuan brocade are crumpled into balls. The makeup is half-opened. All kinds of gorgeous hairpins and jewelry are thrown on the table, open. The rouge and gouache are almost dry, and the expensive porcelain and jade are broken all over the floor, and if you are not careful, they will get stuck on the soles of the embroidered shoes.

Among the chaos in the house, only the piano case is still in order.

There is a beautiful guqin on the piano case, the varnish is shiny, which shows that the owner loves it very much on weekdays.

Wei Zi glanced at the body of the piano, which had the names of Wei Huanjin and Wei Feishan engraved on it.

It is probably the piano that his brother gave to Wei Feishan in the past years.

"Miss!"

Several maids rushed in in a panic and fell to their knees.

Wei Zi asked: "Where is your lady?"

"Miss...Miss went to visit Miss Murong last night, but...hasn't returned home yet."

Wei Zi glanced at the messy bedroom and said, "If she doesn't come home, won't you clean up the house?"

"It's not that the servant is lazy, but the lady doesn't allow us to enter the house to clean up." The maid said tremblingly, "Since I came back from the outskirts of the city, the lady has lost her temper and smashed everything, and we are not allowed to enter the house to serve her!"

While they were talking, another maid hurried in.

Wei Zi looked over and saw the maid beside her mother.

The maid bowed her head and said, "Madam, please come over and talk."

(End of this chapter)