After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 390 Mutiny!

It was a cold night, and suddenly there was a sound of autumn rain knocking on the window outside.

Wei Zi yawned sleepily, and suddenly saw Zhou Xianji sitting behind the piano table, his slender fingers covering the strings. As he fiddled with the strings, the cool piano music and the sound of autumn rain gradually merged into one.

The candlelight was dim, and the man's side face was clear and handsome, and his drooping eyelashes covered the murderous aura in his pupils.

Wei Zi closed the book and listened.

Zhou Xianji can actually play the piano.

He seems to know everything...

Even though he had been bedridden for so many years, he was still able to learn so many things.

Wei Zi looked at him and couldn't imagine what he would be like now if he hadn't contracted a stubborn disease to save himself.

Zhou Xianji is amazingly talented and beautiful, and his ability is no less than Xiao Fengxian.

As she was thinking, she suddenly noticed a fire burning in the distance outside the window.

Amidst the sound of fire, there was a faint sound of fighting and iron horses.

Wei Zi's sleepiness disappeared and he quickly stepped out of the bedroom.

She stood under the verandah, and through the drizzle of rain, she could clearly see the fire rising from the sky outside Jibei Palace. The sound of fighting came from far away, dissipating the coldness brought by the night rain, and making people's blood rush. .

mutiny!

She squeezed the handkerchief tightly, and Shuixing's eyes were filled with nervousness.

After watching for a moment, she turned around and stepped into the palace: "Your Highness!"

The music in the bedroom has stopped.

When Wei Zi came in, he saw Zhou Xianji putting on the armor.

She quickly stepped forward with her skirt in hand and carefully tied the buckle for him: "There is a fight outside, but I don't know who has the upper hand now."

Zhou Xianji lowered his eyes and looked at her.

She was only as high as his shoulders, and her delicate white fingertips gently touched the cold and hard silver armor. Men and women, softness and strength, formed a sharp contrast under the lights of the hall.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her head at this moment, just like he did when he was a child, but his outstretched hand froze in mid-air for a while, and then he finally put it down silently.

He knew very well that she was Xiao Zi, but not his Xiao Zi.

He needs to remember to keep his distance.

Wei Zi fastened the buckle for him and brought him a bag with white tassels.

Zhou Xianji took the bag, took off the scimitar and spear hanging on the wall, and strode out of the palace.

Wei Zi followed closely behind and when she saw him stepping down the steps of the verandah, she couldn't help but call out: "Your Highness!"

Zhou Xianji looked back from the rain.

Wei Zi’s brows furrowed slightly: “Take care, Your Highness!”

Zhou Xianji smiled: "Don't worry."

Wei Zi stood alone in the corridor.

The palace lanterns swayed, the night wind blew her skirt and silk fabric, and a few strands of night rain dampened her temples.

"Empress!" Qing Jue rushed over with a lantern and wrapped the cloak he brought around her shoulders. "His Highness has arranged for an elite team to escort you from the secret passage to the Moon Picking Palace where Concubine Rong lives. His Highness said that there is the entire The safest place in Beijing!”

Wei Zi tightened her cloak, took one last look at the rain curtain, and nodded with a heavy heart.

The Moon Palace is brightly lit.

When Wei Zi came over, Rong Guifei Rong Yuelan had already ordered someone to prepare a table of colorful pastries.

Time never defeats a beauty, even though she is nearly forty, Rong Yuelan still looks graceful and beautiful.

Wei Zifu saluted: "Thank you very much for taking me in."

Rong Yuelan smiled and poured Wei Zi a cup of scented tea: "Are you worried about Ji'er?" Wei Zi pursed her lips: "How can I not be worried?"

"When his mother-in-law was still alive, she was the only person in the palace who could talk to me." Rong Yuelan sat across from her and pushed a plate of exquisite flower cakes in front of her, " It’s a pity that his mother-in-law passed away early.”

Even sitting in Zhaiyue Palace, Wei Zi could vaguely hear the sounds of fighting.

She calmed down and asked: "I know that the biological mother of His Highness the Second Highness is the most beautiful princess on the grassland. I heard that among women, her equestrian skills and riding and shooting skills are very good. But I don't know how she died?"

Rong Yuelan's eyes darkened: "The most ferocious and free falcon on the grassland cannot be imprisoned in a birdcage. Otherwise, it will die."

Wei Zi's hand holding the tea cup slowly tightened.

The walls of the harem are too high.

People who live here are so tall that they can only see the square sky.

The mother of His Highness the Second Highness could not return to the grassland where she was born. She was eaten alive by this palace and its owner.

"But..." Rong Yuelan suppressed her sadness and looked at Wei Zi with a smile again, "Based on my understanding of her, she would probably be very happy if she knew that Ji'er married a girl like you. Ji'er is He is a very good boy, but he still sends people to greet me every New Year. Xiaozi, if you marry him, he will not wrong you. I remember that you played together when you were young. It is truly a blessing from heaven for you to marry into Jibei Palace.”

She looked so happy that Wei Zi was embarrassed to tell her that she and Zhou Xianji were just pretending to be married.

Time passes slowly.

The night is so long, it seems like dawn will never come.

Wei Zi got up and walked to the window.

The pavilion of Zhaiyue Palace is the highest place in the entire palace. Standing here, you can almost overlook the panoramic view of the palace.

In the distance, flames shot into the sky, and several forces were fighting together. The battle was very intense.

Wei Zi saw a snow-white horse from a distance, passing through the black army like a shooting star.

The man on horseback wore a silver helmet and armor, and the bright silver gun in his hand reflected a frightening cold light from a long distance away.

He trampled the night and firelight under the horse's hooves, making it look so dazzling and brilliant!
It's Zhou Xianji!

Wei Zi held on to the window lattice tightly and stared at him intently.

His skills were so strong that anyone who dared to step forward to stop him would be pushed away by the silver spear without exception.

During the fierce battle, the opponent's general cut off his spear, so he directly pulled out the scimitar from his waist and chopped off the opponent's head with one blow!
Rong Yuelan quietly appeared beside Wei Zi, with a look of approval and relief on his face: "I heard that only the most powerful generals dare to ride white horses and wear silver helmets among thousands of troops, because they are not afraid of becoming an army The most eye-catching one. If Ji'er's mother was still alive, I don't know how happy she would be to see Ji'er's grace."

Wei Zi curved her lips.

She was also very happy for Zhou Xianji.

only……

Has he really recovered from his illness?
After so many years of not being able to find a cure, why is Hua Yannong suddenly available?
Besides, Hua Yannong was really so kind as to give Zhou Xianji that bottle of medicine?

Wei Zi vaguely felt something was wrong.

But I can't tell.

After another long period of time, Dongfang gradually became fish-belly white.

Last night's autumn rain washed away countless blood, but the strewn corpses and severed limbs still showed what a thrilling mutiny the palace had gone through last night.

There is no sun today.

In the pale white sky, there is still a crescent moon.

Wei Zi eagerly walked out of Zhaiyue Palace and saw Zhou Xianji coming to pick her up in person.

He was holding Doudou in one hand and leading the white horse in the other. His silver armor was covered in blood.

Their eyes met, and he took the lead in showing a clear and gentle smile: "It's okay."

Wei Zi couldn't help but trotted in front of him, then hurriedly stopped.

She looked at Zhou Xianji carefully and felt completely relieved when she saw that he was indeed fine.

She asked: "Did you catch Zhou Xianyang and Wei Feishan?"