After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

"When I was young, I was not like you. I dared to say anything and do anything." There was a hint of pride in Mrs. Wei's tone, "My father looked down upon your grandfather and wanted me to marry a civil servant. , but I insisted on marrying him. I rode alone from Shangjing City to the border where your grandfather was guarding, and I was able to capture him. "

Wei Zi imagined that decades ago, an aristocratic girl wore a red narrow-sleeved skirt, carried a sword and luggage, and galloped like the wind through the sun, moon and mountains, just to meet her sweetheart, she couldn't help showing admiration. look.

"In the past, I always thought that marrying you to His Highness might be the best destination for you." Madam Wei raised her hand pityingly, and pushed away a few strands of messy hair covering Wei Zi's forehead, "But since the Emperor has I don't feel very comfortable if you become his concubine. Besides, your heart is indeed not with His Highness."

"grandmother……"

"Xiao Fengxian has some means and abilities. In the two years since you returned to Beijing, he has helped you a lot overtly and covertly. Although he is young, he is still a steady and steady person. Admiration at a young age is nothing. If you can be consistent, That is the true depth of love. Grandma hopes that you can marry His Highness the Second Highness and have a stable and smooth life for the rest of your life, but Grandma hopes even more that you will get what you want and marry the one you love happily."

Returning to the boudoir from the flower hall, Wei Zi opened the flower window.

Behind her house is a small garden. Now that the spring is just right, everything is gradually coming back to life. Fragments of light and shadow shine on the ground through the green branches. The little orange cat she and Qing Ju raised has gained weight after a whole winter. He walked around in a circle and was rolling in the circle of light, trying to please another little calico female cat.

She leaned against the window and took a closer look. She saw the calico female cat meowing proudly, and then quickly jumped up to the wall. The little orange followed diligently. The two kittens sat on the wall, their tails intertwined. The cat's pupils narrowed into slits in the sunlight, feeling very comfortable and happy.

Although they are beasts, the high walls on all sides cannot trap them.

Although she was a smarter person, the high wall really trapped her.

Just like when she was in Xiaozhai in Shanyin County, after Xiao Lingxiao's death, those deep walls turned into invisible shackles, tightly confining her, not allowing her to go to more distant places, not allowing her to get close to the person she longed for...

They want her to be trapped between these four directions forever, to live, grow old, sick and die, and to walk like a rotten tree.

Now, her grandmother's hands pushed the door open for her.

Do you want to go out?
"Why are you so lost in thought that you don't even give guests a cup of tea when they arrive?"

The round fan knocked Wei Zi's head mischievously.

Wei Zi looked back and saw Yu Hehuan holding the handle of the fan and looking at her with a smile.

She smiled and held Yu Hehuan's hand, "I'm so sorry. I'll treat you to the best tea brewed by Qing Ju."

Qingju brought tea, but Yuhehuan walked to Mu Shi and admired the wedding dress hanging on it.

It is exactly the set sent from the palace this morning.

Although the beading and jade are extremely luxurious, and the color is as close to true red as possible, the embroidery pattern and shape are somewhat different from the dress worn by the princess.

Yu Hehuan caressed the wedding dress: "Have you tried it?"

"Not yet."

Yu Hehuan looked back at her, and after a while, she said, "My cousin doesn't want to marry His Highness, so I don't even want to try on the wedding dress sent by him from the palace."

Wei Zi was noncommittal.

Yu Hehuan sat down to have tea and chatted about one thing or another: "But in two months, my cousin will be married and sent to Beigong in this dress. No matter how reluctant the time comes, she still has to wear it. Today Marriage depends on the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers. Those women marry from one wealthy house to another. They have never seen many men in their lives, so they don't know what love is. They just spend their lives with the person beside their pillow. Or maybe even though you have a sweetheart, you don’t dare to disobey your parents and still obediently marry the husband chosen by your family. But when you grow old in the future, will you really not regret it when you dream back at midnight? "

The maids all left, and the boudoir was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.Yu Hehuan looked at Wei Zi and said: "I always remember that year at Yunshen Temple in Lingzhou City, I took the guests to the Marriage Hall to offer incense, and you and Xiao Fengxian were passing by on the mountainside. You were carrying a food box, and he was brushing it for you. Open the weeping pines that block the road, will there be such a beautiful spring day again in the future?"

Wei Zi remembered that day.

She accompanied Xiao Fengxian to Yunshen Temple to meet Shilang Shen. Xiao Fengxian wore clothes that she had made by herself and invited her to eat bayberry thirsty water in the market at the foot of the mountain. She was worried about whether he could be accepted as a closed disciple by Shilang Shen. He was angry and frightened all the way.

They were still young then.

The sound of the young Buddhist temple bells echoed melodiously in that spring evening, and seemed to appear in my ears again this year.

Yuhe finished her happy words and stood up to say goodbye.

When she reached the bead curtain, she couldn't help but look back.

The boudoir was already filled with the warm spring sun. The girl wearing a lotus green pipa-sleeved jacket was sitting quietly by the dressing table, holding her cheek with one hand, looking at the wedding dress hanging on the wooden frame, and her pair of distant mountain eyebrows. He seemed to be frowning but not frowning, as if he was weighing something.

She smiled lightly and stepped out of the boudoir.

As soon as Jade Acacia turned the corner of the corridor, a hand immediately pulled her into the shadow of the banana tree.

Rong Jiarong said anxiously: "How?!"

"Look at how anxious you are," Yu Hehuan brushed his hand away with a round fan and raised her chin arrogantly, "I didn't know, I thought you were the one who wanted to elope with my cousin. You too, Zhen Guo Gongfu How dare you climb over the wall to enter a place like this..."

"Don't I care about your cousin and Xiao Fengxian?" Rong Jiarong said angrily, "We finally got to this point. If they really elope, wouldn't all our efforts over the years be in vain? What do you mean about Xiao Fengxian? That’s right, it’s not too late to get close to Wei Zi after getting revenge, why are you in such a hurry?!”

Yu Hehuan snorted: "If we don't hurry, my cousin will marry the second prince! I hope they go far away. Watching the beloved woman marry another man is tantamount to heartache. , If people who love each other can't be together, what's the point of living?"

"You have been a matchmaker for a long time, and you are so kind to a woman!"

"Bah, you heartless seed!"

The two of them quarreled and couldn't help but turned their backs and ignored each other.

There was a rustling sound outside the corridor, and the two of them looked over. They saw a chubby orange cat chasing a calico female cat, running happily through the flowers. The orange cat also had a bright red camellia in its mouth. , presented to the calico cat like a treasure.

Rong Jiarong couldn't help but complain: "My dear, spring is coming, and the flowers are blooming. Even male cats know how to send flowers to court mates!"

The veranda is silent.

After a while, he quietly glanced at Jade Acacia and whispered: "Tell me, what is it like to be in love between a man and a woman? How can someone be so cruel that they give up everything?"

Jade Acacia lowered her eyes and stared at the tips of the embroidered shoes.

Although she is a matchmaker, she has never loved anyone.

How does she know?
"How about..." Rong Jiarong coughed guiltily, "How about we try to get together? You can't get married anyway, so we can make do together!"