Rebirth of the First Class

Chapter 25 Teasing (3)
"Thank you, big sister, for your concern." Wei Xiyun walked up the stone steps, and glanced at Mo Zhaoyan inadvertently, feeling extremely angry in his heart.He spoke very nicely!The results of it?I haven't seen him say a few words for a long time, so how can I take my own affairs to heart?
"If you have bad legs and feet, don't come out and wander around!" Wei Xilong said in a bad tone, "Kneeling is kneeling for three days, but it's not unavoidable to be grounded?"

Wei Xiyun didn't seem to hear it at all, walked up to Wei Xizhao, and saluted respectfully, "In the past, my younger sister was ignorant and offended my elder sister, please forgive me."

Wei Xizhao narrowed his eyes slightly, "I have long forgotten what happened in the past, and what Second Sister said is out of the question."

"Then, big sister..." Wei Xiyun took half a step back to kneel.

Shen Xing was quick with his hands and eyes, and rushed over to support Wei Xiyun, and said with a fake smile: "Oh, look at the second young lady's body, she is really too delicate, she can't even stand firmly, please sit down." , exerting force with his hand, pressed Wei Xiyun on a chair, and then stood aside, not leaving an inch.

"Sister Shen Xing is worrying too much," Wei Xiyun's face turned red and white, but his tone was still very polite, "I just want to ask Eldest Sister to say a few words of kindness in front of my father, so that Auntie can come out." , looked at Mo Zhaoyan again.

Wei Xizhao didn't give others a chance to help, and immediately continued: "The matter of my aunt is solidly proved, and she violated the taboo of the inner house. If my father easily forgives it and spreads the word, what face will he have?" His expression eased, and his voice changed to Sighing, "Second Sister, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that my father is still angry now, how can we children be persuaded? Let's talk about it later, it's only right that you take care of your body first."

Wei Xiyun just looked at Mo Zhaoyan blindly, hoping that he could help.

Mo Zhaoyan felt that Wei Xizhao's words made sense, thought for a while, but couldn't think of a suitable word, and was speechless for a long time.

"You!" Wei Xiyun couldn't suppress his anger any longer, and suddenly stood up, pointing at Mo Zhaoyan, "Since when did you get along with them? Did you mean to make fun of me? The funny thing is that I You didn’t know until today! You beast in clothes!”

Wei Xizhao felt very relieved that these two days were finally not in vain.Among boys and girls, face problems are very serious, and it is easy to make people angry from embarrassment.

"How did you say that?" Mo Zhaoyan was unavoidably angry at being scolded for no reason, and stood up with a cold face, "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

"You and her have been playing chess and chatting in public for two consecutive days. I'm going to report to my father and see if my father will allow it!" Speaking of this, he looked at Wei Xizhao, "I'm from Furong Pavilion. People are watching every day, the servants can testify to the fact that the young miss corrupted her family style! If you want us to talk less about right and wrong, it is best to go and intercede for my aunt right now!"

"Is there nothing else in your head except these messy thoughts!" Wei Xizhao scolded in a cold voice, "I haven't reached Ji yet, Brother Zhaoyan is only 14 years old, and we live together under the same roof. No way!"

"Who wants to argue with you, I'll go to my father to judge!" Wei Xiyun turned around and left.

Wei Xilong pursed his lips and gave a smirk, picked up a tray, and sprinkled the walnuts inside on the stone steps.

Wei Xiyun heard the sound and saw the walnuts scattered under his feet, so he stopped.

Mo Ye, who was following behind, didn't react, she just focused on catching up with her own lady, went down a step, stepped on a walnut, slipped on her foot, and then slipped on her back, and as a result, both feet kicked Wei Xi Yun.

Both master and servant exclaimed in succession.

Wei Xiyun was unsteady and fell down the stone steps face down.Before hitting the ground, he subconsciously covered his cheeks with his hands.

Wei Xizhao cast a glance at Wei Xilong, his eyes were full of smiles.This third sister is too naughty.

Mo Zhaoyan was startled at first, and then he wanted to rush over to help Wei Xiyun up, but at last, thinking of her vicious words, he flicked his sleeves and turned to look away.

Wei Xiyun's hands and elbows were in pain from the gravel road, and when he was lifted up by Mo Ye, he saw that his hands were already bleeding, and wondered if there would be scars in the future.

"Damn my slave! Damn my slave!" Mo Ye admitted her mistake with a face of panic.

Wei Xiyun raised his hand and was slapped across the face, "You're so stupid, just go to hell!" Looking at those people who were leisurely watching the theater, his mood turned into rage.Growing up so big, when did such a joke come out, and when was it humiliated like this?Deliberately rushing forward to fight an eye for an eye, but knowing that he is not an opponent.Only Wei Xilong, who had learned boxing at a young age, can easily subdue himself.With a slight flash in her eyes, she simply plopped down on the ground, covered her face half-truth and half-fake and began to cry bitterly.

Mo Ye guessed what the young lady was trying to do, and rushed to the front to report to Wei Xuanmo.

Wei Xizhao and Wei Xixun looked at each other at the same time and smiled slightly.People are willing to sit there and cry, and lose face, who can interfere?

While weeping bitterly, Wei Xiyun paid attention to the movement around him, and when he heard the sound of orderly footsteps approaching, he couldn't help being surprised, and asked through his fingers.

Dozens of guards in red were divided into two rows, walking side by side, with knives at their waists.Walking to the pavilion, spread out left and right to make way, and a handsome figure appeared.

Her face is as jade-like as snow, and her pupils are as bright as stars.

Black soap boots, walking silently; black brocade robe, swirling coolness.

Elegant, cool and noble.

When the man appeared, the surrounding fell into silence.

Wei Xiyun's hands had already dropped, and his crying had subconsciously stopped, and he just looked at the man subconsciously.The man glanced lightly, like a clear stream reflecting the moon, flowing to the bottom of her heart.

At this time, Wei Xizhao had already recognized the man as Ji Qingcheng, he hastily tugged at Wei Xiliu's sleeve, bowed his knees and saluted, wanted to speak, but gave up because he didn't know his title.Who knows if it's appropriate to call Xiaohou Ye directly?

"No." Ji Qingcheng stopped in front of Wei Xiyun, "Why are you crying?"

Only then did Wei Xiyun hurriedly salute, "Return..." His voice stopped because he didn't know the identity of this person.

Then a guard answered and said, "This is my parent, Marquis Ping."

It turned out that he was Changping Hou Ji Qingcheng, the son of Zhen Guogong, whom my aunt often talked about this year.It really lived up to its reputation and outstanding style.The anger in Wei Xiyun's heart suddenly dissipated, and his voice was blushing, and became extraordinarily soft, "Returning to Lord Hou, it's just a joke between the sisters who lost its sense of proportion, it doesn't matter." He said that he was the one who was wronged, and then It seemed that she swallowed her anger for the sake of the Wei family's face, she felt that there was no better way to say it.

(End of this chapter)