After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Zhou Xianji took two steps back and signaled the palace maid to help Murong Jiuli up.

He still maintained a relaxed and smiling posture, and emphasized calmly: "Please give this persimmon tree to Miss Murong, please give it to Xiao Zi."

Murong Jiuli raised his sleeves to wipe his face, and stomped his embroidered shoes in shame: "The person I hate first is Xiao Fengxian, and the person I hate second is you Zhou Xianji! Wei Zi, thank you for your ability to kill these two stinky men Gathered together, you three are really annoying!"

She stormed away.

Wei Zi was already accustomed to her temper, and signaled Qing Ju to pick persimmons: "Since His Highness has asked for this persimmon tree for us, pick more, and you can take some to share with the sisters in the palace. If there is any leftover, make it into persimmon cakes.”

Qingju said "Hey" and happily went to pick persimmons with the other maids.

Zhou Xianji looked at their lively looks and said to Wei Zi: "By the way, I just received an invitation from your uncle. He will hold a birthday banquet at his house in three days. Let's go there together."

"It's really rare," Wei Zi chuckled, "In the past, my uncle liked Wei Feishan more and didn't even like me to go to his place. My mother often only took Wei Feishan to have banquets with my aunt, cousin, and the others. But now their family Changed attitude."

Zhou Xianji knew that she did not have deep feelings for Xue Shangshu.

He said: "Everything in the world is for profit, and everything in the world is for profit." Xiao Zi, you should understand this simple truth better than anyone else. He is willing to get close to you now only because you married me. And I am the current crown prince. I know that you would rather go back to the Duke's mansion to accompany your grandmother than this boring birthday party. But in this world, we live in a world where we must be worldly. He is your uncle and the minister of the dynasty. "His eldest son is your cousin, and he is more courageous and talented than your uncle. He may not be able to serve as a general in the future. It will not be a loss for Xiaozi and the Xue family."

Wei Zi bit her lip.

After a long while, he nodded slowly.

She raised another smile and said, "Your Highness, I'll go pick persimmons with Qingju and the others first."

Zhou Xianji nodded and watched her join the little palace ladies.

Today she is wearing a lotus purple narrow-sleeved skirt, a pomegranate red shawl, and a phoenix beaded tassel hairpin on the side of her high bun. When she smiles, she is charming, pretty and carefree, and she looks like a vivid palace lady. .

Zhou Xianji's eyebrows relaxed, but there was still a hint of worry hidden deep in his pupils.

Grandma Wei is very old. As far as he knows, she has been trying to support her illness this year, but he doesn't know how many years she can live.

Wei Ling is a rough guy again.

As for Wei's change of brocade, he is not yet able to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the government.

There are very few people that Xiao Zi can rely on.

Although Xiao Fengxian is capable, if he and Xiao Zi really become husband and wife in the future, there will be no quarrels between husband and wife. In addition, he is high-ranking and ambitious, so Xiao Zi may not be able to conquer him.

He tried his best to pave the way for Xiao Zi for the rest of his life while he was still alive.

He calculated over and over again, and found out that the Xue family had a good relationship.

He hopes that Xiao Zi will get close to the Xue family, because Xue Shangshu is Xiao Zi's biological uncle after all, and Xiao Zi and Xiao Zi will both prosper and suffer.

He hoped that there would be more people behind Xiao Zi, and more. Being able to protect Xiao Zi on his behalf and support her after he leaves.

When Zhou Xianji thought that after he left, no one would love Xiao Zi as much as he did, he couldn't help but feel sore eyes, and deeply regretted that he didn't live long enough to protect his beloved girl throughout his life.

Xue Shangshu's birthday banquet arrived as scheduled.

It was only early in the morning, and the entire Xue family started to get busy.

Xue Shangshu specially called Xue Ziyu and warned: "I also sent an invitation to Wei Ling. She probably still has you in her heart. She said she wanted to bring Huan Jin and Princess Jing to have a drink with her. Sister, you have to be sure. Let’s take the opportunity to make peace with others.”

When Xue Ziyu heard her brother say that Wei Ling still had her in his heart, she felt secretly happy, but she curled her lips in pretended disdain.

Xue Shangshu continued: "There is one more thing I want to tell you. You have asked people to keep an eye on Wei Feishan and not let her out to become a demon again. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Xiao Zi are also coming to the banquet today, so there is no need to bump into them. "

"Brother." How can this uncle not know that Shan'er's luck lies ahead? She is worthy of becoming a queen!"

"What kind of material is there to be a queen?" Xue Shangshu was furious. "Don't talk nonsense and cause trouble! She got pregnant before we were married and deceived the prince into marrying her. She is a shameless thing! When the turmoil in Beijing is settled, I will personally Find her a family and marry her far away so that she won’t be an eyesore in our house!”

After he threw away his sleeves and left, Xue Ziyu looked unwilling.

She really couldn't understand why everyone thought Wei Zi was better than Shan'er.

Shan'er was brought up by her side by her side, and everything was provided with the best food and clothing. She was raised according to the Queen's standards. How could Wei Zi, a rough country man, compare with her? !
She returned to the house angrily and saw Wei Feishan sitting in front of the dressing table, carefully tracing her eyebrows and dressing up.

Wei Feishan turned to her and said with a sweet smile: "Mom, today is my uncle's birthday. Do you think I look good in this outfit?"

Xue Ziyu couldn't bear to tell her that Shangshu Xue would not let her attend the birthday banquet at all.

She forced a smile and said, "It's so nice and tight. My fan looks good on anything."

"Mom," Wei Feishan stood up and supported her with concern, "Why do you look so bad? Did your uncle say something to you again?"

Xue Ziyu hesitated for a moment and told her that Xue Shangshu wanted to marry her far away.

Wei Feishan bit her lip, tears streaming down her face: "Now that my sister has become the crown prince's concubine, she may become the queen in the future. My uncle is also partial to her. It's my fault. I shouldn't have blocked my sister's way. Sister’s eyes.”

She raised her sleeves to wipe her tears and suddenly smiled sadly: "If I had known that my sister would come home, my mother should not have adopted me in the first place. If I had never tasted the feeling of being loved by my mother, father and uncle, how could I be where I am now? Feeling of disparity?”

"Poor child..." Xue Ziyu seemed distressed, holding her in his arms with red eyes, "In my heart, Wei Zi is not as important as one of your fingers! Is her virtue worthy of being a queen?! The mere concubine of the crown prince will be nothing more than a concubine in the future! The position of queen must belong to you! "

Wei Feishan raised his tearful eyes: "But brother Xian Yang is no longer here, how can I become the queen?"

Eyes facing each other.

Xue Ziyu said meaningfully: "Today your uncle is celebrating his birthday, and the prince will also be there. Shan'er, this is our best opportunity." (End of Chapter)