The Confucian scholars on the opposite side didn't know the situation here. Seeing Song Hui was motionless, some of them even started to tease, "Osmanthus osmanthus, are you still not coming back?"
Wei Luo withdrew her hand, smacked her lips twice, and finally said nothing, "You're welcome."
Just this one word, nothing else.
Song Hui stared at her intently, and there seemed to be thousands of words on his lips, but in the end he only hovered between his lips and teeth, and swallowed them whole. What else can I say? Their relationship was broken long ago on the day they retired, and since then, whether they are sad or happy, it has nothing to do with each other. Even if we meet, we can probably only say thank you and say hello like now, and can't do anything.
She was already engaged to Zhao Jie. When the imperial decree came down a while ago, there was a lot of rumors in the noble circles of the aristocratic family, even if he didn't want to know. How lucky is the Fourth Miss of the British Duke's Mansion, she became the distinguished Concubine Jing not long after retiring from Uncle Zhongyi's mansion. Retiring marriage has become a good talk, if not for his sacrifice, how could she be with Zhao Jie? These trivial things that are said to be innocuous by other people, but to him it is a serious illness that hurts muscles and bones.
Song Hui originally thought that he would be able to put it down quickly, and no matter how bad it was, he would be more calm when facing Wei Luo than he is now. But he can't do it, it's okay when he doesn't see her, he can force himself to do other things to distract his attention, once he sees her, he can't remember anything. This feeling is like a part of the body being gouged out bit by bit with a blunt instrument. While others go out, he sews it up with a needle and thread. In the end, the stitched place gradually falls off, and what should be left can't be kept. The most important part of him was taken away mercilessly. Although it was not fatal, every time I saw the stitching marks, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart.
Song Hui withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked back among his classmates, and returned the lantern to one of the men who was wearing a floating scarf and a purple satin robe, and said with a smile: "You can take it well this time, don't let it go again." Dropped it."
The man touched his head and said with a smile: "Brother Song taught you a lesson..."
Wei Luo lowered her eyes, squeezed Zhao Jie's hand tightly and said, "Brother Jing Wang, let's go too."
After finishing speaking, he took Zhao Jie and walked away.
Before taking two steps, the Confucian scholar wearing a floating scarf rushed over and handed something to Wei Luo with his palms up: "Wait a minute, girl, since she answered the lantern riddle just now, then this prize should also be given to you." Give it to the girl."
The thing in his hand is a piece of black jade inlaid with beads and python pattern, which should be a man's jewelry. Wei Luo couldn't use it, so she shook her head and refused, "Thank you, I just guessed right by chance, and I didn't come here for rewards. You guys can keep this."
The Confucian scholar insisted, thinking that she answered the question correctly, so naturally she should accept the prize.
Wei Luo looked hesitant, and when he was in trouble, Zhao Jie stretched out his hand to take it, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you." Saying goodbye to the scholar, he dragged Wei Luo away from the place.
Back at the corner gate of the British government residence, Wei Luo was always in high spirits, which was in stark contrast to the elation just now.
Zhao Jie sent her back to the door, lowered his head and tightened the cherry-coloured Suzhou embroidered Ganoderma lucidum pattern on her body. Seeing her drooping head, his eyes darkened, but there was no fluctuation on his face, and he called her: "A Luo .”
Wei Luo raised her long eyelashes, not knowing why: "Huh?"
Zhao Jie took out the python pattern pendant given by the Confucian scholar just now, and asked, "Do you want this thing?"
The workmanship of the jade pendant is exquisite, with two round pearls and tassels tied underneath it, emitting a faint light under the moonlight. Wei Luo took a look, wrinkled her nose and said, "No."
Zhao Jie nodded, closed his palm, and held the jade pendant in his palm. There was no expression on his handsome face. With a wave of his arm, he threw the jade pendant into the flowers and plants by the roadside. With a "boom", the jade pendant was quickly submerged in the night.
Wei Luo was startled, "Why did you throw it away?"
He looked serious, "Since you decided not to, why keep it?" Seeing that Wei Luo didn't respond, he sighed helplessly, hugged her in his arms, and pressed his face against her soft and tender face , whispering in her ear: "Don't think about Song Hui anymore, you can only think about me from now on."
Wei Luo finally understood what he meant, blinked and asked, "How do you know I'm thinking of Brother Song Hui?"
Zhao Jie's face darkened slightly, with an expression of "what do you think?".
She suddenly found it funny, it turned out that Zhao Jie was jealous like this. She embraced his neck, tilted her head and smacked him on the face, kissed him deliberately, let go of him quickly after the kiss, and hid behind the door, "I didn't miss him, I was just thinking about the lantern riddle just now ..." In the end, pretending to be angry, he deliberately said: "Brother Jing Wang even cares about what I think? I haven't married you yet, so you just care about so much. If I marry you in the future, I will be fine."
Zhao Jie paused, and was about to say: "You..."
But she didn't give him a chance to speak, closed the corner door, turned and went back to her home.
Zhao Jie stood outside the door, thinking of what she said just now, he really didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, and finally bent his lips and said: "Nonsense."
It was clearly a reprimand, but his tone was soft, and there was a touch of affection and love in his voice.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the people are quieter.
Wei Luo went all the way back to Pine Garden without being noticed by anyone. At this time, everyone in the courtyard was asleep, only Bai Lan and Jin Lu looked anxiously at the door. Only Bai Lan came back just now, and Jin Lu had already given Bai Lan a scolding when she learned the reason of the incident. After all, he should go with Wei Luo, how could he come back by himself? In case something happens, they, as maidservants, should stand in front of them.
Seeing her coming back from the outside, the two heaved a sigh of relief and welcomed her into the house.
Wei Luo changed her clothes, finished washing, and lay down on the bed early to sleep.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is getting colder every day.
At the beginning of September, Wei Jian, the second lady of the British government, married the youngest son of Dr. Yushi. There was a long queue to welcome the bride, and the scene was very grand. After Wei Jian got married, the only girls left in the mansion were Wei Luo and Wei Jian... Oh, and there was Wei Baoshan, the second master's maid. It's just that Wei Baoshan is not taken seriously in the mansion, and no one usually pays attention to her, so that Wei Luo almost forgets that there is such a person.
Wei Luo is currently waiting to be married, so she doesn't go out easily. Apart from going to Mr. Xue and Han's to learn lessons and etiquette every day, she will occasionally go to the plum garden to pay her respects to the fourth wife. The rest of the time is to sit under the verandah and watch the scenery.
There is a tall ginkgo tree planted in the pine garden, and now it is the time when the leaves are turning yellow. When I wake up every morning, I can see the golden color sprinkled on the ground in the courtyard.
This day, she was wearing a moon-white peony-patterned cloak and sat on the porch looking at the leaves. The golden thread came from the main room and said while adding tea: "Miss, the master said that there will be a banquet in the palace in a few days, please come with me." Master Chang Hong will go."
Wu Rong's old emperor and prince came to Shengjing City a few days ago to discuss the relationship between the two countries, and expressed their willingness to form a friendship with Daliang. After Emperor Chongzhen learned about it, his heart was overjoyed, and with a wave of his hand, he decided to hold a grand state banquet, inviting all the ministers and honorable families in the court to participate.