Since getting engaged, Wei Luo's life has undergone some changes.
For example, the girl who usually doesn't like to walk around with her has become more friendly with her recently; for example, many people from the British government came to congratulate her; another example is that others treat her with a lot of respect... In the final analysis, all of this is because of The person she is going to marry is King Jing Zhao Jie.
But these have little impact on her. How she lived in the past and how she still lives now will not change because of others.
To say that the two biggest changes should be the fourth wife Qin and younger brother Chang Hong.
Wei Luo won't get married until the end of September next year, but Qin has recently started preparing her wedding dress, pillows, and quilts. Every day, she will send someone to ask her what kind of color and pattern she likes, and even ask her to give her a wedding dress. She measured the size of the wedding dress... Even Mrs. Tai felt that it was too early for Qin Shi to prepare these, but Qin Shi didn't think so at all. These things were originally supposed to be done by the mother, but Wei Luo didn't have a mother, and the fourth wife loved Wei Luo as if she were her own daughter, and she did everything she could. Not only does it not feel hard, but it is fun.
Wei Luo thanked Fourth Aunt from the bottom of her heart.
As for Chang Hong...
Wei Luo supported her cheeks and sighed deeply. Chang Hong watched her more and more closely. Whenever someone in Fan Palace invited her over, he would definitely stop her, and he would not let her go out until he found out. If he knew that Zhao Jie wanted to see her, then he would definitely not let her go out.
A carriage came to the palace today, and it was said that Princess Tianji had invited Wei Luo into the palace, and she had been waiting outside the British residence for half an hour. Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Wei Luo finished her make-up. She was wearing a moon-white damask blouse with a rose pattern on her upper body and a horse-faced skirt with a bright red woven gold wreath and beads and eight-treasure pattern. As soon as she stepped out of the screen, she saw a Chang Hong wearing a straight gown with indigo ruyi cloud pattern.
Chang Hong stood upright at the door, apparently having been waiting for a long time, so he was not surprised to see her come out.
Wei Luo retreated subconsciously, opened her mouth, "Chang Hong..."
How did he know she was going out? In addition to this time, he has blocked her at the door three times!
Ah Luo quickly adjusted her expression, and asked calmly, "Why didn't you go to Mr. Xue's? Don't you have class today?"
Chang Hong is different from her, and has to go to Mr. Xue's class every day. Since she was twelve years old, she didn't have to go every day. Both Mr. Xue and Wei Kun thought that she was a girl, and she didn't take the number one examination, so she didn't need to learn so much profound and obscure knowledge, and only needed to go there once in a while to complete the homework assigned by her husband. Normally at this time, Chang Hong would be attending classes in Mr. Xue's study and would not appear here.
Chang Hong looked at her and asked without answering, "Where are you going?"
He was not diverted from the topic. It seemed that he was well prepared this time. Wei Luo was slandering in her heart, but her face was full of dimples, her smiling eyes were crooked, and she said, "Liuli invited me into the palace, I'm just about to go."
Chang Hong didn't move at all, and his expression didn't change at all, obviously he didn't believe her words: "Is it really Princess Tianji?"
Wei Luo nodded her head, "Really."
He didn't speak, just looked at her motionless, making her feel even more guilty. He was already smart, and it was too easy to find any clues. While thinking, he asked, "If Princess Tianji invited you into the palace, why wasn't Madam Qiu the one who came to tell you?"
Usually, when Zhao Liuli invited Wei Luo into the palace, it was Mother Qiu who came to pass on the message. The person who sent the message today was not only Qiuma, but also an unknown guard. Everyone knew that there was only one guard beside Zhao Liuli, and that was Yang Zhen, and the guards beside her were not qualified to stay with the princess at all.
Others don't care about these details, but if you really want to pursue it, it is still full of loopholes. Not to mention people like Chang Hong who are always on guard against Zhao Jie.
Wei Luo was left speechless by his question, and stood there staring at him helplessly.
After all, Chang Hong's heart softened, and he would never learn to keep a straight face when facing her. Seeing her pitiful appearance, she couldn't help but soften her tone and said, "Ah Luo, don't go."
Wei Luo's round eyes were full of water, like an innocent deer, and he said softly, "But I miss him..."
Of course she knew that the person who brought her into the palace was not Zhao Liuli, but Zhao Jie.
It stands to reason that she should be more reserved and not agree to see him, this is what a lady should look like. But she also missed Zhao Jie, and they haven't seen each other for half a month since they got engaged. Even if you don't do anything after meeting, it's good to say a few words. She likes him and wants to be with him all the time. But Chang Hong couldn't tell these words, he would definitely get angry if he told him, so Wei Luo could only think about it in his heart.
Chang Hong looked at her with a helpless tone: "You promised me that you would not meet him before getting married."
Wei Luo thought for a while, he seemed to have really said this sentence during Anlinghou's birthday banquet. Although she didn't object back then, she didn't agree either
He closed his eyes and warned her solemnly: "I heard from others that a girl should protect herself before getting married, guard herself like a jade, and not be taken advantage of by a man. In this way, he will cherish you even more after getting married."
Wei Luo couldn't believe that he would say such words earnestly, and widened his eyes in astonishment.
However, I have to admit that there is some truth to what he said. The fourth aunt also told her the same thing.
Wei Luo was somewhat persuaded by him.
What's more, since they can't meet each other now, Zhao Jie must be more anxious than her... It can be seen from the fact that he has people take her into the palace in the name of Liuli every three days. Forget it, Wei Luo thought to herself, just be in a hurry, she can't force her way out. That would not only hurt Chang Hong's heart, but it would not be nice to spread the word.
After thinking about it, Wei Luo decided to obey Chang Hong's wishes. She called the servant girl who had just passed the message and said, "Go outside and tell me that I'm not feeling well today and I can't enter the palace to accompany Princess Tianji. Wait until I feel better some other day." , I will go to the palace to see her again."
The servant girl should be, turned around and walked out of the pine garden.
Wei Luo looked up at Wei Changhong, pursed her lips and smiled, "Are you satisfied now?"
Wei Changhong looked at her and nodded slightly.
Soon it will be August 15th, the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The British government held a family banquet, and the family banquet was held in the Plastic Moon Building in the middle of the lake in the backyard. It is late autumn now, and there are a few scattered lotus leaves floating on the lake, the leaf edges are withered and yellow, and the emerald green has faded, dyed with autumn colors. The full moon hangs high, the moon stars are thin, and the moonlight sprinkles on the lake, flowing a piece of silver.
The Plastic Moon Building is built in the middle of the lake. If you want to go there, you need to take a boat to get there. It was a little cooler in the evening, and Wei Luo wore a light red quilted blouse and a white spring silk dress with a cherry-colored embroidered Ganoderma lucidum pattern on the outside.
The third girl, Wei Jian, was on the same small boat as Wei Luo, and Wei Jian also brought a maid by her side. The weight of the four of them plus a woman in the boat was just right.
After Wei Zheng got engaged, Wei Jian was the only girl left in the family. The third wife's family conditions are not good, and she has high demands on herself, and she has a tricky and critical eye on her son-in-law. If her family background is slightly inferior, she can't look down on Wei Jian. As a result, Wei Jian is still not engaged, which means that he can't be high enough to be low enough.
The small boat slid slowly, and Bi Jia, who was wearing an autumn-scented woman, was punting the boat at the bow. The two of them had greeted each other when they got on the boat, and they hadn't spoken a word since then.
The boat soon arrived at the Plastic Moon Tower and stopped beside the attic. Wei Luo walked ashore with her skirt and was about to go upstairs when Wei Jian suddenly called her: "Sister Ah Luo."
She stopped in her tracks, turned around and asked, "Is the third sister okay?"
Standing on the small boat, Wei Jian hesitated and asked, "I just want to ask you, how did you meet Prince Jing, and why did he come to propose marriage..."
Wei Luo tilted her head, blinked, but did not respond.
Wei Jian was ashamed by her, and he himself felt that the question was too much, and was about to let her not answer, but he heard her say: "When I was six years old, I was the companion of Princess Tianji, and I met Jing Jing at that time. The king met. When I went to the palace to look for Princess Tianji, I occasionally met him a few times. As for why he came to propose marriage... why don't I ask brother Jing Wang for you?"
Wei Jian was so ashamed by her rhetorical question, originally he was just curious, but she said that he seemed to be too nosy. She quickly shook her head, expressing that she didn't need it, and said: "I haven't said my congratulations to Sister Ah Luo, you will be Princess Jing in the future."
Wei Luo smiled slightly, "Thank you, Third Sister."
Immediately walked up the steps and stopped talking to her.
Wei Jian felt uncomfortable.
She didn't know what was going on with her, and the question in her heart suddenly came out of her mouth... Maybe she was a little unconvinced, why is Wei Luo so lucky? All good things come to her? It was difficult for her to talk about a marriage, so she married into Prince Jing's mansion easily.
When Wei Luo said this just now, she was suddenly enlightened.
It's not that Wei Luo is lucky, but that everyone's circumstances are different. Wei Luo entered the palace at the age of six to accompany Princess Tianji, but she stayed at home and acted like a baby to her mother. So Wei Luo could know King Jing Zhao Jie, but she was just an ordinary third girl who didn't leave home.
Wei Jian admitted that he was really inferior to Wei Luo.
The upper floor of the Plastic Moon Tower was already full of people. The British Duke and Mrs. Tai sat on the top seats, and the people from the second, third, fourth, and fifth rooms of the big house sat on both sides. In the middle was a two or three zhang long table with carved chow lion patterns carved in huanghuali. There were a lot of people in the Duke's mansion, and men and women did not separate the tables, so one table was crowded and the scene was very lively.
The table was full of dishes and fruits, the British public took the first bite, and the rest raised their chopsticks.
It was a great meal.
After the meal, the British Duke led the crowd to stand on the pavilion to worship the moon.
Standing at the end of the crowd, Wei Luo held three incense sticks in her hand, bowed three times to the moon, and inserted them into the incense cauldron respectfully. Next, the family sits together drinking tea and watching the moon. Drinking tea is boring. The British Duke suggested that everyone write a poem on the theme of "Moon", and he will reward whoever writes the best. It can not only activate the atmosphere, but also be a test for the grandchildren's homework for a while.
Wei Luo was not feeling well, so she sent Bai Lan to tell the Duke of England, and went back first.
The fourth wife, Mrs. Qin, was sitting next to her, and asked her what was going on caringly. With a shy face, she whispered, "Fourth aunt, my stomach hurts."
Qin suddenly realized that this kind of thing with a girl's family is always embarrassing and unavoidable, and everyone can understand it. Qin Shi also said that she wanted to find someone to take her back, but she thoughtfully refused because she didn't want to trouble Qin Shi.
Wei Luo led Bai Lan on the return boat. She had just had her period today, so she didn't pay attention to it. She ate a few slices of cool oranges on the dinner table, and her stomach hurts right now.
When we got to the shore, the road beside the road was pitch black, and there was only a bright moon hanging high overhead. The bright moonlight shone on the ground, making the road shimmer with silver. The trees on both sides are quiet and silent, and occasionally a gust of night wind blows past, leaving a rustling sound. Wei Luo tightened her grip and walked a little slowly.
Bai Lan asked worriedly: "Is the girl better? Is the pain bad?"
Wei Luo let out a soft "huh", her little face turned pale, she had only been in pain for a while, but now it was in severe pain.
She wanted to go back to her room early, lie on the bed and hug Mrs. Tang, maybe she would feel better than now. However, after walking for a while, she felt that something was wrong, as if someone was following her behind her. She stopped and looked back, but there was nothing behind her but the trees and the moonlight.
Maybe it was her illusion
She continued to walk forward, not far, but still had that feeling.
She thought that Chang Hong was worried about her, so she followed her specially to have a look, so she turned around and said, "I'm really fine, just go back and lie down for a while. You don't have to see me off."
After waiting for a while, there was no movement behind.
She tilted her head strangely, and when she turned around again, a tall figure suddenly stood in front of her eyes. She was startled, and subconsciously backed away, but she accidentally stepped on a stone, and she leaned back—
The person in front caught her quickly, wrapping his long arms around her soft waist.
A familiar smell came over his face, Wei Luo couldn't see the other person's face, but could recognize his voice.
Deep, slow, magnetic and sweet: "Ah Luo, why don't you go see me?"