After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 345: Are you not sad if she marries someone else?

Chapter 345: Are you not sad if she marries someone else?
Jin Mei, who had the most news, came over with a happy handkerchief and whispered: "Now the prison is overcrowded and everyone in the court is in danger. I heard from people outside that Master Xiao is becoming more and more like a cruel official holding a sword for the emperor. Nowadays, in the court and the market, everyone calls him 'Little Yama'. The scenery is really beautiful, and the reputation is really ruined. A good scholar has turned into a treacherous minister who helps the emperor do evil!"

Wei Zi took the Xipa.

She knew what Xiao Fengxian had in mind.

He wants to take power.

The emperor is mediocre and the world is dark. Only by holding a high position can he be qualified to thoroughly investigate the truth about Xuanke Temple.

Qingju rushed in anxiously: "Miss, the auspicious time is coming, the second prince's wedding team has already arrived at the door of the house!"

According to the rules of the Zhou Dynasty, the prince's concubine did not need to come to the wedding in person, but Zhou Xianji still chose to support his sick body to come to the wedding to show his respect for Wei Zi.

The Duke of Zhenguo was considerate of Zhou Xianji's physical condition and did not embarrass him too much. Wei Huanjin wrote a simple festive couplet, and after Zhou Xianji finished the second couplet, he let them into the backyard.

Wei Zi put on the hippa and sat in the boudoir. As the bustle outside gradually came closer and closer, she saw Zhou Xianji's boots through the lower edge of the hippa.

Then, he gently handed over one end of the red silk.

Wei Zi hesitated for a moment, then reached out and held the red silk.

Zhou Jing, Zhou Xianfeng and other young people crowded inside and outside the house, applauding them one after another.

Amidst the splendor of the hall, Zhou Xianji seemed to be in another quiet time and space.

He stared at Wei Zi and was glad that she was covered with a wedding scarf.

Because of this, he couldn't see her sad expression.

He knew that Xiao Zi didn't love him. Today's marriage was granted by Jun's father. She couldn't resist the decree, and there was nothing he could do about it.

He also knew that Xiao Zi had another man hidden in her heart.

But he still loves Xiao Zi as much as he did when he was a child.

If Xiao Zi had not been kidnapped back then, both of them would be happy with this marriage today.

But the most impossible thing in the world is what if.

Zhou Xianji smiled, staring at Wei Zi with eyes that seemed to penetrate time and space, revealing gentle affection.

He took Wei Zi out of the boudoir. He wanted to have his way with this marriage today. He wanted to solemnly regard it as marrying his sister Xiao Zi who was not abducted back then. He wanted to marry the man who would sweetly call him "Brother Xianji" Sister Xiaozi.

The two came to the main hall and first said goodbye to Mrs. Wei.

Mrs. Wei's eyes were red, she responded, then turned away to wipe her tears.

Xiaozi was the apple of her eye that she had lost and found, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo whom she had pampered under her knees. That stupid king had no conscience and dared to ask her to be his concubine!
The two said goodbye to Wei Ling and Xue Ziyu again.

Wei Ling was also very reluctant to give up, and waved his hands with a frown. It was the first time he was marrying his daughter. He was afraid that he would cry as soon as he opened his mouth, so he deliberately kept a dark face and did not dare to speak.

Xue Ziyu sat upright and warned with a calm expression: "Being in the palace is not like at home, and being a woman is not like being a girl in the boudoir. After you pass, you must serve your husband diligently and put your husband first in everything. You must not do anything wrong or be willful." behave in a spoiled manner."

Yu Hehuan who was watching the ceremony quietly rolled her eyes.

Xue Ziyu had the nerve to say these words.

She couldn't do it herself, but she dared to use it to warn her cousin.

My cousin got married, but she, as a mother, was not there to add some dowry to her, so she had the nerve to come to the wedding.

Wei Zi said, "Daughter, I remember," and followed Zhou Xianji out.

Mrs. Wei stared at Wei Zi's back through her cloudy tearful eyes. After all, she was unwilling to let go. She stood up tremblingly on crutches and called out with choked sobs: "Xiao Zi!"

When the words fell to the ground, she was already in tears.

Her body was getting worse day by day.But her most beloved granddaughter is going to marry into the cannibal palace.

This makes her feel relieved!
Wei Zi turned her back to the old man, recalling that since she returned home to recognize her relatives, her biological mother had ignored her and she had suffered a lot, but her grandmother had always cared for her and supported her in everything. She also recalled the many principles her grandmother had taught her over the past two years. Thinking of the scene where her grandfather and grandson were enjoying the cool air and chatting under the loquat tree, and remembering her grandmother’s kindness in encouraging her to be brave and escape from the cage with her sweetheart, I couldn’t help but burst into tears.

She didn't have a mother who loved her.

But she has the best grandmother in the world.

Wei Zi choked up and couldn't speak. She wanted to turn around and throw herself into the old man's arms, but was caught in time by two palace maids.

Yu Hehuan's eyes were red as she watched from the side, and she persuaded in a hoarse voice: "Cousin, the bride must not turn back."

Mrs. Wei cried and laughed at the same time, and said lovingly: "Xiao Zi, you go forward and don't look back. The Zhenguo Palace is here, and grandma is here. In the future, when you go home to visit your relatives, grandma will do it for you." Eat flower cakes. The days are still long!"

Wei Zi took a deep breath and barely stabilized her emotions before leaving the Zhenguo Palace with Zhou Xianji.

The queue to welcome the bride is long and cumbersome, with no end in sight.

The long street, which should have been busy and crowded, was particularly deserted today.

A royal guard walking in front was originally prepared to clear the way at any time, and even took precautions in advance against possible stampedes. However, not only the vendors were missing, but there was not even a single citizen on the street.

On top of the tallest pavilion in the capital.

Xiao Fengxian was sitting on the ridge of the roof, holding a wine gourd in one hand, quietly watching the wedding team walking towards the palace.

Rong Jiarong appeared behind him, looked along his line of sight, and couldn't help but smile: "She got married, and you helped her clear the streets...Why, aren't you sad when she marries someone else?"

Xiao Fengxian said nothing, raised her head and took a sip of wine.

The strongest wine in the capital.

But no matter how much he drank, he couldn't get drunk today.

Rong Jiarong sat next to him and took the wine gourd from his hand: "If you are sad, you might as well tell me, I can relieve your boredom. Drinking alcohol is harmful to the body, and you have official duties tonight. body."

The team welcoming the bride has gradually walked out of this long street.

Xiao Fengxian's fox eyes were red and moist.

He glanced sideways at Rong Jiarong and curled his lips with a smile: "I am already a man. A man who stands upright cannot talk to others about his troubles. A man can only talk about his troubles with wine."

He grabbed the wine gourd and continued to pour wine.

Rong Jiarong was stunned.

He had already noticed that Xiao Fengxian seemed to be a different person since she came back from the border.

He became taciturn and resolute, and even his temperament became much colder.

He didn't know what happened in the month since he and Wei Zi left. He used to secretly hope that Xiao Fengxian would become such a person, but now that he had really become the kind of person he expected, he felt uneasy. .

No, not uneasy.

But intolerance.

but……

Rong Jiarong's eyes fell on the retreating wedding team, and then looked at the majestic palace in the distance.

However, neither Xiao Fengxian nor he has the qualifications to just accept the situation and never grow up.

(End of this chapter)

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