The bright moon climbed up the wall, dyed with the color of frost. The mottled pink wall suddenly looked a little bleak. The moonlight was like water, covered with a layer of gauze, blurry and penetrated into the house, falling on the woman in front of the dressing table.
She carefully opened the letter in her hand. It was from her third sister, who had just married. It was just a few pages long, and the handwriting was elegant but superficial.
"Second sister, are you doing well these days? I heard that Hanzhen is already one month old, and I am so happy. But I regret that I don't have the time to come, so I can only entrust a letter to congratulate Hanzhen on the honor she has received." After reading this, I couldn't help but say to myself, where is the honor
"Li has been in the Li Mansion for about half a year. To be honest, my sister, her life has been bleak and lonely. Li Liangyu is a person of excellent character and unparalleled elegance, but he and Li have no relationship as husband and wife. Before Li got married, Liangyu had a confidante, but she was not allowed to be his wife because of her humble background. So Liangyu agreed to his father's words and married Li into the mansion. Less than a month later, he took the woman as his concubine. Within two months, the woman became pregnant, and her parents-in-law were naturally very concerned." Zhao Pei frowned, and it could be seen from her words that she could not hide the sadness.
"Fortunately, Li has the high status of elder sister, father and brother, and everyone in the Li Mansion is quite polite to Li. But everyone knows that although Li is the wife, she is not as good as a concubine. One day, I heard the servants complaining, and I was really sad. That woman is arrogant and domineering, and Li has no place to resist. I really have no words to say. I don't know when Li's hypocrisy will be invaded by her." Infinite melancholy and worry made Zhao Pei bite her lip and think. What should I do? Zhao Li is her third sister, and she can't bear to see her being bullied like this... She only now understands that it turns out that all the favors she has received from Zhao Li are honors. They are all sisters, but there is such a difference, which really makes her feel pity.
"Li is too talkative. I shouldn't have talked about this with my sister. I hope my sister is well and doesn't miss Li. Li also has one request. If my sister meets the Eighth Prince at the full moon banquet, please tell her on my behalf, 'I want to think about my feelings. But the old days are gone. I hope you are well and forget that there was someone who was with you under the moon.'" Zhao Pei read the last line, and her heart was filled with endless sorrow. This Zhao Li had always treated her as a child, but today she realized that she was actually a young girl who was hurt by love. As a sister, how could Zhao Pei bear to see her like this? Subconsciously, she was angry at Li Liangyu and his so-called confidante.
How could she not appreciate the blessing she has? Didn't she know she had such a precious jade by her side? Why did she pick up pebbles on the road? She must be loved because she was pregnant. What if she didn't? This thought flashed through Zhao Pei's mind, and she immediately shook her head with a shudder.
It seems that I can only use my own identity.
Thinking of this, she could not help but nod repeatedly. The door creaked open, and then Xiao Yi entered the room. Seeing that she had not yet put on her makeup, she sat in front of the mirror with her elbows resting on her cheeks, thinking about something. She shook her head slightly and said with a hint of annoyance: "Why haven't you dressed up yet? Don't forget that today is Zhen'er's full moon banquet."
Zhao Pei came back to her senses and smiled quickly: "Right away, right away."
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Luoli Hall.
The guests at the full moon banquet were all members of the royal family and aristocracy. There were only about thirty people, but the gifts were piled up like a mountain. Zhao Pei held Zhen Er in her arms and stood at the entrance of the hall, staring blankly at the rows and rows of gifts, swallowing her saliva.
She looked at Zhen'er, who had dressed up and washed herself today, wearing a new purple short dress, which made her look very adorable. "How can you be so amazing? You've collected so much wealth for your mother when you're only one month old?" Zhao Pei muttered, not caring whether she could understand or not.
Zhen'er just stared at the gifts with her eyes wide open and her mouth open, just like her mother, the only difference was the liquid flowing from her mouth. After listening to Zhao Pei's words, she seemed to understand and started babbling and waving her fists, looking at Zhao Pei with red eyes and about to cry.
Zhao Pei was stunned, not knowing whether this was a coincidence or if she really understood.
She carried Zhen'er into Luorui Hall, and the crowd was noisy, with all eyes focused on Zhen'er. The praises were like the rolling river, and although they were polite greetings, Zhao Pei felt comfortable listening to them.
The child did not feel scared, nor did he panic at all under the gaze of the crowd. Instead, he laughed calmly, his bright black eyes wide open, which again won many admirations.
Zhao Pei looked at her with a sidelong glance, and frowned, feeling a little timid. This girl will definitely be a remarkable person when she grows up.
Xiao Yi walked up to her side, his eyes showing a faint smile. Zhao Pei looked around and immediately caught sight of Xiao Tong, who was sitting in his seat sipping tea. He was wearing his usual white robe, with a silver-threaded crane embroidered on the front, which looked like it was about to fly, adding a touch of ethereal charm to him. He smiled gently, and his every move was full of the innate aristocratic spirit and hermit charm. Zhao Pei looked at him for a moment, and he happened to be looking at her, and when their eyes met, they both smiled calmly.
Sitting beside him were Xiao Gang and Xiao Ji. Zhao Pei thought of Zhao Li's letter. She approached Xiao Yi and whispered a few words, then handed Zhen'er to Xiao Yi and left the circle of people apologetically.
Xiao Tong's gaze was lingering around her. After not seeing her for a long time, she had become plumper, and her eyes and eyebrows were more charming. The smile in her watery eyes was no longer forced, only gentleness and happiness. He felt complicated, but still mostly happy.
Zhao Pei walked over with small steps and a faint smile, and bowed to everyone. Xiao Tong waved his hand calmly: "Seventh sister, please skip these empty formalities. After all, you are weak after giving birth, so you don't need to go."
She tilted her head and smiled, shaking the pearls and jade on her head: "Brother, you underestimated me." Her words were playful and clear as silver bells. Xiao Tong smiled slightly and stopped talking.
She smiled and looked at Xiao Ji again: "Eighth brother. I have something to ask you, can I borrow your land for a while?"
Xiao Ji was planning to watch the show, but Zhao Pei suddenly mentioned him. He was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself: "Me? I'm already halfway through the full moon."
This caused everyone to laugh, and Xiao Gang jokingly said, "Eighth brother, you have a family now, why are you still making such a fuss?"
Zhao Pei moved the corners of her mouth and looked at Xiao Ji with a smile. But Xiao Ji was sure that she was not smiling in her heart. No matter how he looked at her, he couldn't explain it.
Zhao Pei walked in front, and Xiao Ji followed behind. They walked out of the side door of Luorui Hall and stood by the waterside pavilion. She smiled and turned to look at him, without saying a word. (To be continued)