pampering wife

Chapter 35

Wei Li, who was chatting and walking, seemed to have noticed something, suddenly turned his head, and his eyes fell on Qingmei accurately.

Qingmei wore a light purple cloak to wrap her slender figure, her small face was embedded in the fluffy white fox fur, like a delicate calyx blooming in the snow.She was slender and delicate in the thin snow, and the seven or eight wine gourds in her hands were particularly eye-catching, and Wei Li's lips smiled unconsciously.

After Luzhu got off the carriage, she called the boy at the door, "Come quickly and help carry things." Seeing those boys bowing and saluting, she couldn't help being startled, even though she didn't know who was coming, she quickly knelt down on the ground.

On the other side, Qingmei looked at the people kneeling on the ground and was wondering, she saw Wei Li striding over, took the gourd from her hand and said, "What are you doing here, the tavern is open?"

After not seeing him for several days, seeing his face again, Qing Mei felt kind again in her heart, so she smiled and said nothing, just blinked her eyes at him.Later, Gu Changqing also followed, and told the servants to go forward to pick up the things, and explained to Wei Li: "My mother recognizes Qingmei as a foster daughter, and now she lives in the house."

"It turned out to be her." Wei Li took a special look at Qingmei, then walked in with Gu Changqing, Qingmei followed behind.

When they arrived at the inner courtyard, Qingmei thought they were going to Bogu Museum, so she wanted to say goodbye and go back to her residence, but she saw Wei Li in front of her pause, and said: "Come with me, bring two jugs of wine." Qingmei looked at it Seeing Gu Changqing's expression, seeing that he had no objection, she had no choice but to let Luzhu and Xu go back first, and she followed them to the museum.

Bogu Museum is worthy of its name. There is an ancient cypress in the corner of the courtyard, and there are several old plum trees with twisted branches and trunks growing beside the wall. The trees are quite old.The red lacquer eaves are painted with stories from ancient times. The incense burners and copper pots displayed in the house are all antiques. Oracle bone bamboo slips.

It was the first time for Qingmei to come to Gu Changqing's residence, and she couldn't help but secretly admire the surrounding furnishings.

Gu Changqing asked Qingmei to sit next to the low table, and went to the study next door. The servant girl served tea, Wei Li took a sip, raised his eyebrows and said, "You're living in the Gu residence, are you planning to open a tavern? "

"How could it be!" Qing Mei waited for the waiter to go out, then whispered: "I must open the tavern!"

The door of the house was ajar, and a gust of cold wind blew outside, which seemed to raise the snow anvil again.The charcoal fire inside the house was burning extremely hot, even if there was an occasional cold wind blowing in, Qingmei felt a little hot, her face was flushed, and she forgot to take off her cloak.

Wei Li seemed to have been here before, and behaved very casually. He took off the crane cloak and put it on the rack. Seeing her like this, a smile leaked from his tense face: "Do you still feel cold?" Then he left Coming over, she stretched out her hand as if to help her untie her tie, so scared that Qingmei quickly backed away and said, "Why are you here?"

"He came back from Shangxue with Changqing, and heard that he had searched for a few ancient books, so I took a look."

Going to enjoy the snow with Gu Changqing... In Qingmei's mind, she suddenly remembered what the boy said yesterday - the third prince asked Gu Changqing to go to the temple outside the city to enjoy the snow.What's more, everyone in front of the mansion saluted him just now, so he must be a person of high status.She gave a pause to untie the cloak, raised her head and asked, "Wei Li, who are you?"

"Wei Li."

"Let me tell you your real identity!" Seeing that he answered rascally, Qing Mei glared at him.

It happened that Gu Changqing came in with a few books from outside the house, and upon hearing the words, he said, "Don't you know who he is? Jun Li, the third prince of the dynasty, likes to use the name of Wei Guogong's Saburo to go around, and has deceived many people." It's different. Due to the previous iron-faced image, Gu Changqing spoke with a bit of a sense of humor.

Qingmei was completely stunned.

The third prince of the current dynasty, Junli?Wei Li... he is actually a prince?

She just looked at Junli in surprise, and her clear eyes locked on Junli's face, which made Junli a little unaccustomed: "Is it surprising, I said that my father is a high-ranking official, and the highest one is the emperor."

With such a reminder, Qingmei remembered.At that time, she guessed Wei Li's identity for the first time, and she took it for granted that the princes and princes fought fiercely in high positions, and they were all scheming and scheming. Er... her face became a little hotter, Qingmei managed to calm down and turned to Jun Li. Seeing the ceremony, you will be free from the sidewalk.

Gu Changqing next to him had already opened those ancient books, and the two of them began to carefully review them beside the book case.

Qingmei tested the temperature on her face with the back of her hand, and she felt a little hot, she hurriedly threw the cloak aside, took a small sip of tea from the teacup, but her eyes fell on Junli's back.

The original doubts and speculations have finally been settled.He can inquire about He Zimo's tortuous and secret life experience, and he can obtain the precious jade smoke and tears; he rides with Princess Yongle, and on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, he accompanied Princess Yongle to climb the imperial city to light up the lamp tower; , can make the young talent Gu Changqing obey his wishes.It turned out that it was because of his status as a prince.

Should have thought of it a long time ago, why never thought about it?

Qingmei bit her lip.Maybe it's his benevolence and justice, his silence and casualness, and even hugged her who had a sprained ankle that day, all these made it impossible for Qingmei to connect him with the noble and distant prince.

The gentleman who sat in the corner of the Plum Tavern and met her eyes every day, sat in the backyard of the tavern and teased the little ones with her, and listened to her nonsense about wine making, suddenly became a prince?

Qingmei was in a daze, and Junli's eyes swept over there, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile.

(End of this chapter)