After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 75 She is Xiao Fengxian's bastard's sister-in-law
To be a target?
Wei Zi was reluctant.

She refused: "I have to go to pray for my deceased husband, so I won't play with you."

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Xiao Dujuan quickly caught up and grabbed her sleeve tightly.

Xiao Dujuan's smile was full of malice: "When you can't pray for blessings, why do you choose this time? Aren't you deliberately spoiling everyone's happiness? Are you looking down on us?"

"That's right, are you looking down on us?!" Yang Qiu aimed at Wei Zi with a bow and arrow, gloating and drawn out the tone, "Hey, if you don't run away, we won't be polite!"

Those present are all young masters and young ladies who are either rich or expensive.

All of them held bows and arrows, full of anticipation because of the novel gameplay, and stared at Wei Zi ready to go.

As if it was not a living person, but an interesting prey.

They usually play this kind of tormenting trick. They play whoever is the weakest present. Usually this role belongs to Xiao Dujuan, but now Xiao Dujuan has climbed onto Chen Zijing's thigh, because of the Chen family's face. , they naturally don't want to do anything to her again.

Wei Zi, a widow without father and mother, appeared out of nowhere. They could bully them as much as they wanted, even if they played to death, no one would settle accounts with them.

Xiao Dujuan pushed Wei Zi aside: "What are you waiting for, why don't you run?!"

Yang Qiu took the opportunity to shout loudly: "I will count by dozens, and after ten counts, the game will officially begin!"

Everyone shouted excitedly, pointing their bows and arrows at Wei Zi.

Wei Zi's face turned pale.

Although those feathered arrows were wrapped in cloth, they still hurt when shot at people.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and hide in the nearby Buddhist hall.

Wei Zi originally wanted to sneak into the crowd, but the weather was too hot today, and as it was approaching noon, all the people who came to worship the Buddha went to the back mountain to enjoy the cool, and almost every Buddhist hall was empty.

Behind them are the group of dudes who are chasing after him.

Yang Qiu was the first to bear the brunt, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment of being beaten up by Xiao Fengxian on her head, taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, he quietly removed the cloth covering the arrow.

He squinted his eyes and shot an arrow at Wei Zi's back.

However, his archery skills are really not good enough, the feather arrow is completely crooked, and can only shoot through Wei Zi's Ruqun tether.

The skirt slipped, and Wei Zi quickly grabbed it with her hands.

She hid beside a Buddha statue, looking back, Yang Qiu was yelling and chasing after him, with a look of pride and malice on his face, he was not playing a game, he clearly wanted to take the opportunity to kill her!

Yang Qiu's actions caught Chen Zijing's attention.

He frowned: "Yang Qiu, don't go too far!"

Yang Qiu quickly put on a smiling face: "Brother Chen, this bitch's little uncle just beat me up, and I don't want to get it back from her. I feel really uncomfortable. If Brother Chen takes a fancy to that widow, I'll stop at worst." that is."

Xiao Dujuan pouted.

She also saw Yang Qiu shoot through Wei Zi's skirt tie.

In summer, girls wear thin clothes. The moment the underskirt falls off, the girl’s thin shoulders and back are exposed. In the green shade in front of the Buddhist temple, it looks like icy muscles and jade bones covered with a layer of mist. glaring.

Xiao Dujuan was envious and jealous.

It was a hot day, and the sisters present were all too hot, their dresses sticking to their backs, their makeup was worn out, and they were all frizzy.

But she is not afraid of heat, as if she can't sweat!
Wei Zi...

This vixen must have intentionally let Yang Qiu shoot through the tie of her skirt, so that she can justifiably take off her clothes to seduce men!

When will she also have that icy muscle and bones!

She thought, her face was itchy, she couldn't help scratching, and said impatiently: "Brother Zijing, how could he fall in love with a widow? Yang Qiu, stop talking nonsense! Brother Zijing just pities her and is afraid of making trouble." It's all about killing people!"

Chen Ruixiang kept her identity and did not participate in this game.

Holding a round fan, she stood under the eaves to enjoy the cool air, and frowned, "Xiao Dujuan, what's wrong with your face?"

The crowd looked at the words.

As Xiao Dujuan kept scratching, red marks appeared on the originally fair cheeks, and red rashes appeared in patches. The whole face was uneven, with faint blood oozing out, which was very scary.

Chen Zijing subconsciously stayed away from her: "Xiao Dujuan, your face..."

"My face? What happened to my face?"

Xiao Dujuan just felt itchy on his face, maybe it was because of pollen allergy, Chen Ruixiang asked such a question, it was too much fuss.

She nonchalantly took out the palm mirror to take a picture, her pupils shrank suddenly, she let out a scream, and immediately threw the palm mirror to the ground.

She covered her face in horror: "My face...how did my face become like this?! You are not allowed to look at it, you are not allowed to look at it!"

Yang Qiu whispered: "Could it be some kind of infectious disease?"

When the words fell to the ground, Xiao Dujuan glared at him: "You are the only one who has an infectious disease, and your whole family has an infectious disease!"

After she finished cursing, she turned to Chen Zijing with red eyes: "Brother Zijing——"

"Stay away from me." Chen Zijing disliked, "There are monks in the temple who are proficient in medical skills. You should hurry over and have a look. If it is an infectious disease, you should isolate it immediately so that it does not infect us."

Everyone nodded.

Xiao Dujuan cried aloud, covered her rash-covered face, and went to see the monk.

The game in the temple continues.

After Xiao Dujuan left, Chen Zijing, Yang Qiu and others took bows and arrows and went to find Wei Zi separately.

Wei Zi quietly hid in an abandoned Buddhist temple while they were talking to Xiao Dujuan.

She curled up under the incense table, lowered her head to check the tie of the skirt.

Fortunately, she carried a needle and thread with her, so that even if the tie was broken, she could still mend it.

The hand holding the embroidery needle was trembling, and she whispered while sewing, "Luyou, are you there?"

Xiao Fengxian said that Luyou is the top assassin.

She seldom shows up on weekdays, and it is said that she has been hiding in the dark to protect her, but Wei Zi has never been able to find her.

If she was sure that Luyou was hiding in the dark right now, then she would have more confidence in her heart.

But no one in the hall answered.

Wei Zi had just had two stitches, when suddenly someone lifted the curtain of the incense case.

She raised her head in surprise, and Yang Qiu's face magnified in front of her eyes. He was squatting in front of the incense table, holding the curtain in one hand, and holding a bow and arrow in the other. When he smiled, his triangular eyes hung high. Yama kid.

"Got you……"

Yang Qiu was having fun.

His eyes lingered over the girl's flawless white shoulders and neck, and his eyes were somewhat gloomy.

The widow of the Xiao family was so beautiful, he knew that Chen Zijing had been coveting her for a long time.

If you take this opportunity today and give her to Chen Zijing...

Then, will his father's shop be able to save hundreds of taels of silver tax every year?

or……

He comes by himself.

He had never played with such a beautiful woman.

And this woman is still the sister-in-law of Xiao Fengxian's bastard, sleeping with her, wouldn't that mean taking revenge on that bastard?
After weighing the pros and cons in my heart, desire finally prevailed.

With the sound of cicadas singing outside the hall, the hall was lonely and deserted, and he was sure that no one would find it here.

(End of this chapter)