After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 70 He Looks Like a Fool

Under Wei Zi's strong request, Xiao Fengxian had no choice but to go back to the boudoir with her.

The lights in the room were all lit, and Luyou carefully checked the bottom of the bed, the wardrobe and other corners where people could hide, and said, "Young master, Miss Wei, there is no hiding person in the room."

Xiao Fengxian said: "It must be because my sister-in-law fell asleep and misread."

Wei Zi touched his forehead blankly.

Did she see it wrong?

Qingju lit a furnace of tranquilizing incense, and helped Wei Zi fall back to sleep.

The curtain fell.

Wei Zi quietly looked outside the tent, vaguely saw Xiao Fengxian sitting on the high chair, he said: "Sister-in-law, go to sleep, I will watch over you."

The candles were blown out one after another, leaving only the moonlight in the room.

The young man was sitting there, still holding the black iron halberd in his hand.

Mingming is not very old, but at this moment he looks like a god of war.

It seemed that as long as he sat there, not to mention thieves, even ghosts would never bother her.

The boudoir fell into silence, and the sound of frogs and the boy's breathing could be heard outside the window.

Wei Zi slowly closed his eyes.

She vaguely realized that she was relying more and more on Xiao Fengxian.

It shouldn't be like this...

But knowing this, she couldn't restrain herself.

In the second half of the night, with him around, she slept peacefully.

Xiao Fengxian stared at the curtain, a layer of cold sweat already quietly broke out from the palm of his hand.

Fortunately, the little widow was timid and did not lift the bed on the spot, otherwise he would have been exposed directly.

At that time, there will inevitably be another quarrel.

After making sure that Wei Zi was fast asleep, he left the boudoir, wrapped the cut length of black silk with his own with red thread, and kept it in a brocade pouch. .

The next day.

In order to thank Xiao Fengxian, Wei Zi specially cooked the kitchen himself and cooked a large table of dishes.

It wasn't too hot in early summer, so Wei Zi set up a banquet in the pavilion and came to invite Xiao Fengxian to dinner.

Xiao Fengxian stood by the window holding a volume of books, remembering what Rong Jiarong said about "contrast" and "hot inside and cold outside, cold outside and hot inside", so she refused decisively with a cold face: "I won't go."

Wei Zi: "...?"

She looked at Nan Zhu and whispered, "What's wrong with him?"

She was fine last night, and she didn't offend him, so what face is she throwing at him?
Xiao Fengxian's back was turned to her, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly when he heard these words.

Rong Jiarong's idea really worked, look, this little widow really developed a desire and curiosity for him, and even took the initiative to care about his affairs.

Nan Zhu was speechless to his psychotic master.

He had no choice but to find an excuse for him: "Perhaps it's because the exam is about to take place in the academy, and the master has to hurry up to study the book, so there's no time to eat."

Wei Zi nodded.

That's right, every July and August, the academy will hold a big exam.

Although Xiao Fengxian is very talented, after all, he hasn't been to the academy for half a year, so he has to hurry up and study.

She said: "Then I'll pick some dishes and bring them to you. There is a crystal fish dish that is especially fresh and tender. I made it specially for you."

Wei Zi went to get the fish sticks, Xiao Fengxian asked Nan Zhu confidently: "How did I behave just now?"

Nan Zhu: "..."

He wanted to answer no, and even wanted to tell his young master that he looked like a fool.

However, he was afraid of being beaten, so he gave a thumbs up against his will: "Excellent!"

Xiao Fengxian ate the fish cake made by Wei Zi, noticed the singing of cicadas in the garden, and saw the lush greenery outside the study, so he knew it was summer.

He told Nan Zhu, "It's time to have lychees at this time of year. She is used to eating sweet things, so get a basket of fresh lychees and send them to her, saying it's a gift from the fish."

Lychees are very expensive.

Even the nobles in the capital city can't eat basket by basket.

Nan Zhu secretly thought that although the young master of his family had an unstable temper and often had fits and became nervous, he absolutely could not find any faults in his treatment of the little widow.

The weather is getting hotter day by day.

Mrs. Xing ate fried chicken by the window all day long, and because she was too lazy to move, she avoided Wei Zi's morning and evening meditation.

Wei Zi hasn't been to the main courtyard for a month, and he is happy to be free all day long, so he often brings Qingju to Ziqidong to help.

Ziqi Donglai was originally located at the confluence of water systems, but now the government has dug a canal connecting the north and the south. There are more and more ships traveling from south to north, and the business is booming.

Wei Zi did the math, and in three months, he would be able to pay off the 1000 taels of silver owed to Xiao Fengxian.

After returning to Xiao's mansion from the restaurant, Nanny Gui came to report that Xiao Dujuan invited her to come over.

Xiao Dujuan is sitting in front of the makeup mirror, painting her eyebrows and doing her makeup.

Seeing Wei Zi from the bronze mirror, she couldn't help frowning: "Your face is healed?!"

Wei Zi said softly, "Thanks to my sister, I've already recovered."

Xiao Dujuan bit her lips unwillingly, this bitch is really blessed, even if her face is scalded like that, she can be cured!
She suppressed her jealousy and pointed to the silk piled on the table: "The clothes made by the embroiderer outside are too old-fashioned, and I don't like them. This is the material that Shen Shilang gave us last time, and there are two pieces left. You make me a good-looking suit. The style, just follow the one Shen Xuan wears. You should make it more delicate and beautiful, and I will wear it to meet Mr. Chen when the academy is on holiday in a few days."

Her tone was almost commanding, as if Wei Zi was just a maid in the mansion.

Wei Zi didn't want to make clothes for her.

She thought for a while and asked, "Are you dressing?"

"Nonsense, otherwise why am I sitting in front of the mirror?!"

Xiao Dujuan rolled his eyes in the bronze mirror, opened a small delicate enamel box, dug out a spoonful of snow-white powder, and patted it vigorously on his face.

Mr. Chen likes beauties.

But how can there be so many natural beauties in the world?

As the saying goes, "there are no ugly women, only lazy women", so she is determined to learn how to dress and dress well, and when she goes to see Mr. Chen in a few days, she will impress him.

Wei Zi watched her paint her face white.

She remembered that in her previous life, a kind of powder cream was popular in the capital city, and it only took a few days to make the skin white and delicate. At that time, many women flocked to buy it for their beauty.

Later, however, red spots and rashes appeared on the faces of those women, which was very scary.

After investigation by the government, I found out that there is something called "mercury" added to the powder cream. Although it can whiten the skin in a short period of time, it is harmful to the body. If you use too much, you will get dermatitis and blisters. Poisoned and killed!
Wei Zi touched his cheek.

She remembered how cruel Xiao Dujuan was when he poured boiling water on her back then.

She stared at the bronze mirror and said softly, "I can't afford rouge powder. I only use the balm made by myself these years. I know which flowers can whiten the skin. My sister believes in me, and I am willing to replace it for you." You concoct a box of rouge gouache."

Xiao Dujuan turned around in surprise.

Wei Zi stood where he was, his eyebrows and eyes became more gentle and obedient.

Her skin is so white, as translucent as porcelain jade, as if it would glow.

As the saying goes, one white covers all ugliness, and the skin is fair, even if the facial features are not so delicate, the whole person is still good-looking.

Xiao Dujuan expected that the rouge gouache made by Wei Zi must be very useful.

She raised the corner of her mouth: "For you are smart, you should hurry up and make rouge. I'll send the embroiderer outside to do it."

(End of this chapter)