In front of Wei Luo was a hard and spacious chest. She gathered his clothes tightly and looked up to see his face clearly under the moonlight, "Brother Jing?"
Zhao Jie was wearing a brocade gown of crow blue dark floral satin, no wonder Wei Luo couldn't see him just now, the color of the clothes was really not very conspicuous. He held her steady, because Bai Lan was present, and facing the brightly lit Plastic Moon Building, he had to let her go temporarily and said, "It's me."
It really was him, Wei Luo opened her eyes in surprise.
The place where they stood was some distance away from the Plastic Moon Tower, and because of the willow trees here, it was not easy to see the scene from the opposite side. Even so, Wei Luo still felt guilty. Although they were engaged and would be married to King Jing's mansion next year to be his wife, they couldn't meet late at night like they are now! If they were seen by others, how could they laugh at them
Wei Luo subconsciously pushed him away, took two steps back, raised her pink face and asked, "Why are you here? Did you come in over the wall? Big brother, go back quickly, it's not good to be seen of."
When Zhao Jie first arrived, she drove him back before he could say a word, feeling helpless and shocked. He took her hand hanging by her side, and led her to the end of the road, "Follow me."
The big palm he held tightly to her was warm and strong. Wei Luo struggled twice, but couldn't break free, so she had to follow him step by step.
As a result, Bai Lan became anxious, where does His Highness Prince Jing plan to take Miss? At this time, it is not appropriate to go anywhere! She wanted to call "Miss", but she was worried that the people in the house would hear her too loudly, which would affect Wei Luo and Zhao Jie's reputation, so she followed up at a loss and asked in a low voice, "Miss... my lord, where do you want to take my lady?" ?”
Zhao Jie paused, turned around and said to Bai Lan, "You don't have to follow, this king will send Ah Luo back to the Duke's Mansion safely in an hour's time."
Bai Lan hesitated, really worried about letting Wei Luo be alone with Zhao Jie. In the dead of night, if he wants to do something, her lady has no room to resist... The innocence of the girl's family is so important, even if they are engaged, they are not married yet, and they still have to abide by the rules of male and female.
"Miss… "
Seeing her in a difficult situation, Wei Luo hesitated for a while, remembering what Chang Hong said to his fourth aunt. She thought for a while, and said to Zhao Jie: "Brother Jing Wang promises that he will only say a few words for a while, and I will go with you."
Zhao Jie saw the uneasiness in the little girl's eyes, and knew that his behavior today was too reckless, which scared her. He just didn't see her for a long time and wanted to talk to her, so he nodded with a smile: "Okay, I just want to say a few words."
After getting his assurance, Wei Luo was relieved, turned to Bai Lan and said, "Go back, while no one is watching. If Daddy or Chang Hong asks, just say I'm not feeling well and go to bed first."
Bai Lan finally nodded.
Zhao Jie squeezed her palm, and continued to lead her towards the corner door.
On both sides of the road are lush osmanthus trees, which are fragrant all the way. He seemed to be very familiar with the Duke's Mansion. Even Wei Luo himself didn't take this road very often, but he was able to get to the entrance of the corner gate with ease, without being noticed by anyone along the way. Wei Luo was wondering in her heart, raised her hand and saw a guard in green clothes standing at the end of the road, it was not Zhu Geng, but Yang Hao whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The corner door was opened, and Yang Hao saluted Zhao Jie respectfully: "My lord."
Zhao Jie nodded, and led Wei Luo out of the door.
Yang Hao turned around and re-locked the door lock in one go.
How did they know their home so well? Wei Luo was really curious.
There was a carriage with canopy and red wheels parked outside the door, Zhao Jie should have been prepared to take her to another place. She asked anxiously: "Where are you taking me?"
Zhao Jie held her soft waist with both hands, carried her to the carriage, and immediately followed him, lifted the curtain for her and said, "How about going to the Wanyuan Tower to enjoy the moon?"
Wanyuan Building is located in the center of Shengjing City. It is eight stories high. Usually, there are countless poets and inkmen who go there to write poems and write poems. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there must be more people than usual.
Wei Luo hesitated, but nodded cooperatively, "Okay."
The carriage moved forward slowly and left the corner gate.
As soon as Wei Luo got into the carriage, she dumped her body on the gold and silver silk make-up pillow, curled up into a ball, clutched her stomach and said nothing.
It was only now that Zhao Jie saw her little face turned pale. It was just now that the surroundings were pitch-black in the courtyard, and it was impossible to see the expression on her face clearly, but she could only feel that she was in high spirits. Zhao Jie thought she was afraid of being discovered, but now it seems that it is not the case at all. He put her in his arms, put her on his lap, carefully held her face and asked, "Ah Luo, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Wei Luo didn't want to tell him at first, after all, it's not something glorious, so it's embarrassing to say it. But he couldn't bear it anymore, his stomach hurt badly, and You Qi walked with him for a while, only to feel that every time he took a step, his body would fall, and by now he had already fallen into the ice cellar. She buried her head in Zhao Jie's arms, and said in a low voice, "Brother Jing Wang, my stomach hurts so much."
Zhao Jie was startled, and quickly understood what was going on.
He subconsciously looked under her, felt helpless and distressed for her, rubbed the little red mole between her eyebrows and asked, "Why didn't you tell me just now?"
I can't come out if I tell you.
Wei Luo said in her heart. She closed her eyes, her two rows of thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she asked in her mouth, "Would it not hurt if I told you?"
A brash little guy.
Zhao Jie had nothing to do with her, and it was not easy to argue with her, so he had to find a way to make her more comfortable. He laid her body flat and rested her head on his leg, probably knowing some knowledge about this, so he put his hand under her skirt and put it on her stomach, his fingers just touched her round little Small navel.
Wei Luo was startled, and hid back, "What are you doing?"
He laughed, probably because she thought her frightened appearance was too cute, like a frightened little squirrel. He explained: "Don't worry, since I promised you, I won't move around. My palms are hot, and it won't hurt if I warm them to you."
Wei Luo was dubious, and looked at him with dark eyes, "Don't touch me."
He smiled and nodded.
Only then did Wei Luo let go of his guard.
After a while, as Zhao Jie said, the heat from his palm spread to her stomach, and the pain really eased a lot. Wei Luo moved, forgetting that the man beside her was a man who couldn't stand teasing, she took his hand and moved it down, "Huan Li Ye Huan."
Zhao Jie froze, looking down at the little girl lying on his lap. The little girl's complexion was much prettier than before, she was no longer pale, she had a frank face, and had no idea how big a test this move was for him. After a while, Zhao Jie bent his lips, "Ah Luo." Only when he spoke again did he realize that his voice was hoarse.
Wei Luo gave a soft "hmm".
He said: "If this goes on like this, big brother may not be able to just talk to you."
Wei Luo was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized what he was referring to, blushed immediately, took his hand out of her bosom, sat up straight and gave him a look, she was indeed much more honest.
He chuckled in a hoarse voice, straightened her clothes that were messed up just now, and asked, "Is your stomach feeling better?"
Wei Luo nodded, "It doesn't hurt that much anymore."
He stared at her and said: "If the pain is severe, we will not go to the Wanyuan Building, and we will send you back to the Duke's Mansion first, and come out another day."
Wei Luo blinked, a little in disbelief that this was what he said. They hadn't seen each other for such a long time that she thought he wanted to be with her very much.
Zhao Jie probably guessed what she was thinking, lowered his head and touched her forehead, and said slowly: "Fool, although I want to see you, I am more worried about your body."
Wei Luo was a little moved, staring at him, quickly and without warning, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Then let's not go to Wanyuan Building. I want to eat the lotus root starch osmanthus cake from Yuhe Building. You can buy it for me, and then we can go back, okay?"
Zhao Jie touched his face, there was her warmth there. At this time, he naturally listened to her everything, so he smiled and said, "Okay."
Zhao Jie ordered Yang Hao to turn around and go to the Yuhe Tower in the west of the city.
Not long after the carriage stopped in front of the gate of Yuhe Building, Zhao Jie walked down, his back gradually blending into the crowd. Wei Luo sat in the carriage and waited.
Although it was getting late, there were still many pedestrians on the street, bustling and noisy, brightly lit, and it looked as if it would last all night. Selling lanterns and moon cakes can be seen everywhere on the street. Colorful lanterns are hung on both sides of the street, reflecting half of the sky. If Wei Luo went down with Zhao Jie at this time, someone she knew might see it, and it would be heard by Duke Ying or Wei Kun, which would not do her any good.
So it was safer to stay in the carriage.
Wei Luo lifted the curtain embroidered with dark patterns of gold, looked in the direction of Yuhelou, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.
She was about to put down the curtain of the car when a few people came out from the gate of Yuhe Building. Walking in front was a woman wearing a ruyi cloud-patterned damask-colored damask, followed by two maids in exotic Hu suits. The woman walked unhurriedly, and turned her head to talk to the maid beside her. The mottled colors of the surrounding lanterns were reflected on her face, and her facial features could not be seen clearly. Even so, it still makes people feel that she has a beautiful appearance and charm.
The woman turned her head and met Ah Luo's eyes.
Wei Luo didn't pay much attention to other things, she only glanced at it and then looked away.
But when the woman saw her, her body froze suddenly.
She remained motionless until Wei Luo put down the curtain.