After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 402 Xiao Fengxian is back
Wei Ling and Wei Huanjin's quarrel did not bring about the desired result.

Seeing the intensity of the confrontation between the two sides, Hua Yannong stopped the two of them and said coldly: "This matter is His Majesty's decree. Do you two want to resist the decree and be disrespectful? Besides, there is no shortage of food and clothing in the underground palace, and the concubine is not there. Something will happen."

Wei Ling blushed and had a thick neck, holding her hammers tightly: "What is the decree? Xiao Zi is my daughter! Your Majesty asked my daughter to enter the underground palace. How is this different from being buried?! It's pitiful that my daughter was only found two years ago. He is so young, how could your Majesty be so cruel?"

Hua Yannong has a headache.

The father and son of the Wei family did not understand the implications of his words at all.

But having said that, the emperor is sensitive and suspicious by nature. It is probably because of Wei Ling's rough temper that he can't understand human speech. He has been able to live happily in Shangjing for so many years and has only now been deprived of military power.

He was helpless with the father and son. Seeing that they were about to fight, he had no choice but to glance at Wei Zi.

Wei Zi, dressed in plain clothes, comforted: "Dad, brother, don't worry, I will be fine. I volunteer to guard the prince's mausoleum, you don't have to worry about me, just go home. The Imperial Master and Fengxian and the others We are about to return home in triumph, daddy, please give me my best wishes to Fengxian."

Wei Ling was anxious: "How can we ignore you?! You are young and don't know the hard work of guarding the mausoleum. If you stay alone in a place like the underground palace, you will be driven crazy——"

"father."

Wei Huanjin stopped Wei Ling.

He did taste something from Hua Yannong and Wei Zi's words.

He whispered something into Wei Ling's ear.

Wei Ling frowned and couldn't believe it: "Seriously?!"

Wei Huanjin nodded and said in a very low voice: "Entering the underground palace is probably my sister's best choice at the moment."

Wei Ling hesitated for a long time before finally putting down the hammer.

Seeing that the father and son finally got out of the way, the palace people breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sent Wei Zi into the underground palace.

Wei Zi looked back and saw the heavy stone door slowly closing behind her, isolating Wei Ling and Wei Huanjin and his son from outside.

The noise fell silent.

Only the candles on both sides of the corridor were left burning quietly.

She withdrew her gaze and walked along the corridor into the underground palace.

Arriving at Zhou Xianji's mausoleum, the four corners were dimly lit, with several long-bright lamps dimly illuminating the area.

Wei Zi found that there was a Babu bed and a brand-new silk bedding, as well as a dressing table, desks, chairs and bookshelves. The bookshelves were filled with miscellaneous stories and geographical travel notes that Zhou Xianji had read during his lifetime.

Wei Zi slowly walked to the desk.

A white jade paperweight held a letter.

She opened it and found Zhou Xianji's handwriting. This was the letter he left for her!
He actually calculated that she would come to his tomb after his death!

Every word in the letter was full of concern. He also said that even if he turned into the most terrifying ghost, he would never hurt her in the slightest. He told her not to be afraid and to hide safely in the underground palace until Xiao Fengxian's master returned to the court.

Wei Zi held the letter and couldn't help but her eyes turned red again.

She was sad for a moment and slowly turned to the end of the letter. Zhou Xianji said that he specially invited a friend to accompany her so that she would not be alone in the underground palace.

"Friends?"

Wei Zizheng was surprised when a black shadow suddenly floated out against the stone wall. It still stretched out its hands and jumped on its toes, very much like the zombie described in the storybook!

Wei Zi was startled.

Looking closely under the bright lights, I saw the dark figure wearing a fiery red skirt, a soft whip around his waist, and a bun decorated with red feather hairpins. Who else could it be if it wasn't Murong Jiuli!
She was so frightened that she scolded: "Miss Murong is so elegant, she went to someone's underground palace to scare people!" After saying that, she frowned: "Could it be that you are the friend that His Highness mentioned in the letter?"

"You think I want to come?" Murong Jiuli curled his lips disdainfully, "If Zhou Xianji hadn't begged me, I wouldn't have bothered to come and see you. I only agreed to him because he often helped Zhou Xianyuan. Royal The underground palace of the mausoleum is extremely complicated. Only Zhou Shuo in the world has a complete map. However, I once sneaked into the imperial study and completely reproduced the map of the underground palace. This underground palace stretches for dozens of miles, and there are secret passages leading directly to the cold palace. That’s where I came from.”

Wei Zi took a sip of tea and thought to herself that although Murong Jiuli's words were a bit annoying, having her here was better than being alone.

Murong Jiuli handed the cloth bag he brought to Wei Zi: "Hey."

"What is this?" Wei Zi was curious.

She opened the bag and found dozens of thick persimmons inside, round and covered with frosting.

She was surprised: "You are actually willing to bring me persimmons? Didn't you say that the persimmons in the entire Imperial Garden belong to His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"You think I want to?" Murong Jiuli said angrily, "According to my wish, it would be fine to bring you two persimmons, but Zhou Xianyang insisted that I bring more. If I hadn't stopped him, he would have even left the bedding and I’ll give you a set of pillows and tea sets! When I came over this time, he was already preparing what he would bring for you next time. It’s so annoying, I’ve never seen such a mother-in-law man!”

Wei Zi picked up a piece of persimmon cake.

The food is obviously not very expensive, but it makes people feel warm in their hearts.

She knew that His Royal Highness was caring about her.

Zhou Shuo was neither a good father nor a good husband, but his sons were very good.

She lowered her head and took a bite of the persimmon. It was very sweet.

She whispered: "Miss Murong, please thank His Highness the Crown Prince for me."

Murong Jiuli rolled his eyes again.

This group of scholars just chattered and thanked each other, which was annoying to death.

She hummed softly and went to look through Zhou Xianji's funerary objects out of boredom.

With the death of Zhou Xianji from illness, the matter of going to the capital to establish a crown prince was once again turbulent. The loudest voice in the court was Zhou Xianfeng. More than a dozen ministers jointly submitted a letter to the court to confer Zhou Xianfeng as the crown prince. However, Zhou Shuo refuted it on the grounds that Zhou Xianfeng was not in the capital. Went back.

Towards the end of the year, there were several heavy snowfalls in Beijing.

Compared to the undercurrent outside, the underground palace is particularly quiet and peaceful.

Wei Zi looked through the gossip left by Zhou Xianji and asked curiously: "Tell me, who will your Majesty make the crown prince?"

Murong Jiuli came over today to deliver dumplings to Wei Zi. This time it was not the ones ordered by Zhou Xianyuan, but the dumplings made by Yu Hehuan herself.

Murong Jiuli felt as if he had become a messenger.

She put down the food box and said angrily: "In my opinion, he doesn't want to stand up to anyone, he just wants to sit in that position forever."

Wei Zi closed the chat: "You are right."

The dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse and pork are very fresh.

Murong Jiuli saw that Wei Zi was enjoying the meal and couldn't help but serve himself a bowl: "By the way, Xiao Fengxian and the others are coming back soon. I heard that the army is stationed fifty miles away from Shangjing City. The emperor will not let them bring the army in Jingzhong.”

Wei Zi's eyes lit up.

"Don't be too eager to be happy," Murong Jiuli glanced at her, "You and Xiao Fengxian haven't seen each other for so long, maybe he has changed his mind a long time ago. He has made great military achievements this time, and was awarded the title of first-grade general. I don’t know how many powerful people in Beijing want to marry their daughters to him. Wei Zi, I think he doesn’t like you anymore.”

She sounded gloating.