After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

The cloak still carries the man's body temperature. Zhou Xianji loves cleanliness, and Wei Zi can even smell a hint of the sweet and bitter pine wood fragrance.

He held a lantern and walked side by side with her, saying: "I went to meet those great scholars from Qilu to discuss some knowledge, so I came back late. Has Xiaozi been waiting for me?"

"Yeah. Have you had your meal?"

"Not yet."

Wei Zi couldn't help but laugh: "Fortunately, I told the kitchen to prepare a small banquet, because I was afraid that you would be caught up in something and not have time to have dinner. Although you are in good health now, you still need to pay attention to your maintenance."

The moonlight is cool.

In Zhou Xianji's eyes, her features were more beautiful than the moonlight.

A little greed quietly arose in his heart, swaying uncontrollably, like the shadows of flowers on the wall blown by the wind.

He suppressed the emotion and said with restraint: "It's rare to be happy today, and the moonlight is good tonight. Xiaozi and I will have a drink?"

Wei Zi originally prepared two sets of bowls, chopsticks and wine cups.

The wine was brought over from the grassland by the imperial concubine.

It had been buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree for many years. When Zhou Xianji asked the palace officials to dig it out, the fragrance was clear and mellow, more precious than royal wine.

"Is all the wine on the grassland this strong?"

Wei Zi saw that the wine was clear and didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, after only two drinks, his face was flushed with alcohol, his hand wrapped in silk cloth gently supported his chin, and his slightly raised almond eyes were sparkling with drunkenness.

Zhou Xianji shook his wine cup.

A small full moon was reflected in the wine.

Because of his health, he has not drank alcohol for many years, and has not paid attention to whether the moon is full or missing for many years.

He looked at the moon in the cup, then raised his eyes to look at Wei Zi.

She was so drunk that she fell asleep with her face propped up.

Zhou Xianji looked at it for a moment, suddenly coughed, and took out a silk handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

The blood on his cheeks quickly faded, and the white silk handkerchief soon became bright red.

He stuffed the handkerchief back into his sleeve pocket, silently took out the jade bottle Hua Yannong gave him, poured a red pill from it and took it.

In just a few breaths, the strange rosy color returned to Zhou Xianji's face, and he looked like an ordinary person.

He calmed down his breathing slightly, and Hua Yannong's words came to his mind:

——This elixir is called Su Guxiang. It was developed and refined by our Dongchang alchemists for several years. If people who are seriously ill take it, it can forcibly lift the body to normal levels in a short period of time. The price is to expedite the consumption of remaining lifespan. For example, His Highness used ginseng and snow lotus to prolong his life for another two or three years, but once he took this medicine, he would probably not live for more than half a year.

Half a year...

Zhou Xianji put away the jade bottle expressionlessly.

It was enough to support him until Xiao Fengxian's class teacher returned to the court.

The wind started blowing in the garden.

The light and shadow of the palace lanterns are scattered high and low, as if competing with the moonlight. The peonies planted outside the pavilion sway violently, and countless dark red and light pink fallen petals blow across the pavilions and pavilions like a continuous rain of flowers.

Zhou Xianji said warmly: "Xiao Zi, the wind has picked up. You will catch a cold if you sleep here."

Wei Zi slept soundly and showed no reaction.

Zhou Xianji reached out and touched her eyelashes lightly, but then pulled back his hand as if he was afraid of blaspheming her.

After hesitating for a moment, seeing the night getting colder, he made up his mind to pick up the woman and walked towards the palace in the distance.

It turns out that if you are healthy, you can do so many things.

You can drink with the woman you love under the moonlight, and you can carry her back to your room when she is drunk.

He can finally protect Xiao Zi.

It’s just that Xiao Zi and Xiao Fengxian have promised each other the rest of their lives. And for the rest of his life, perhaps at this moment, he would be closest to Xiao Zi.

Under the moonlight, the man in white clothes walked extremely slowly, and his movements towards the woman in his arms were gentle and cautious.

He desperately hoped that the road back to the palace would be longer and slower.

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the other side.

"They are all losers!" Wei Feishan scolded angrily, "Thanks to Her Royal Highness the princess, she gave them so many banknotes to bribe them, but in the end, a group of officials were no better than a few bad old men from out of town! The same goes for Zhou Xianji, who obviously has half a leg. You've stepped into the coffin, why did you suddenly feel better again?!"

The candlelight in the hall is dim.

Zhou Xianyang was sitting by the desk, his expression not very good in the dim light.

Xiao Lingxiao stroked the tea foam with the tea lid and said calmly: "Those great scholars are the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty's civil servants. They have not been out of the mountains for decades. This time, your Majesty will personally come forward to establish the prince. Naturally, it will be difficult for your Majesty to brush them off." face."

"You still have the leisure to drink tea?!" Wei Feishan glanced at him coldly, "Now that the crown prince is gone, what do you think we should do?! When I think that Wei Zi may be the imperial concubine or even the queen in the future, I feel so sad The sting is so severe! Xiao Lingxiao, Wei Zi has a deep hatred for you, if she gains power, I'm afraid you won't end up well in the future!"

Xiao Lingxiao smiled and put down the teacup: "Miss Wei is too impatient, so she lost to Wei Zi many times."

Wei Feishan rolled her eyes regardless of her appearance and sneered: "Speak as if you have defeated her."

Xiao Lingxiao said seriously: "Actually, the root of the matter does not lie in who is appointed as the prince, but in Your Majesty. I heard that Dongchang has refined a life-prolonging elixir, and I think it will not be a problem for Your Majesty to live another thirty to fifty years. In this case, who will What’s the point of being a prince? You should know that the original goal of you and me is not to be the prince, but—"

He said nothing further.

Wei Feishan raised his eyebrows: "You mean to kill the king and usurp the throne?"

Xiao Lingxiao smiled meaningfully, picked up the tea cup and blew on the tea foam.

Wei Fei fan gritted his teeth.

Following the normal process, he would not be able to ascend the throne as emperor until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.

In fact, Xiao Lingxiao was right. Only by initiating palace changes could Zhou Xianyang become the emperor as soon as possible and make her his queen.

She looked at Zhou Xianyang: "Brother Xianyang, what do you think?"

Zhou Xianyang was stunned.

Why is this conversation getting more and more outrageous?

It actually involves regicide!

If he was asked to deal with several brothers, he could still be ruthless.

But asking him to kill his father...

When he thought of his father's scheming and ruthless appearance, he couldn't help but shudder.

He hesitated: "Little Fan, until now, we still have room to turn back. If we really take the step of regicide, we can't turn back. Regicide... This is a major crime against the Nine Clans..."

Wei Feishan held his arm affectionately: "Brother Xianyang, aren't your nine clans the royal clan? So what do you have to be afraid of? I'm doing this for your own good, and you don't want to always be inferior to others, right? ? Besides, if Zhou Xianji ascends the throne as emperor in the future, Wei Zi will definitely kill me! How can you bear it?!"

She said a few words, and Zhou Xianyang was shaken.

Just at this moment, the voice of the little palace maid came from outside the palace:

"Mr. Xiao, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess has summoned you to come over to bed."

Xiao Lingxiao looked at the hourglass in the corner, stood up and said, "This matter must be discussed in the long run. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

He turned around and hurried to Zhou Yanxue's bedroom. Several red candles were lit in the palace, and Zhou Yanxue was looming behind the curtain.

He smiled and walked in: "Your Highness..."

"How many times have I told you, just call me Xue'er when no one is around in private." Zhou Yanxue snuggled into his arms and sighed softly, "It's a pity that we failed in the matter of establishing a heir apparent. My spies reported, It is said that Zhou Xianji used two wolf-hair brushes to persuade some great scholars. Those two brushes were originally belongings to the deposed prince, but unexpectedly they ended up in his hands."

Xiao Lingxiao stroked her hair gently, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes: "Deposed Prince Zhou Xianyuan? He has been imprisoned in the cold palace, why is he still such a hindrance?!"

"You also think that my nephew is in the way?" Zhou Yanxue sneered, "In the past, when his mother Jiang was still alive, I hated the mother and son, and never allowed the emperor's younger brother to set foot in Jiang's palace. It was so easy to survive. Jiang is dead, and his son has become a stumbling block for us again!"

Xiao Lingxiao hugged her and whispered: "Xue'er, the debt for our failure in court should be placed on the head of the deposed prince. While the night is dark and the wind is high, kill him to vent today's anger!" (End of this chapter) )