For a while, a needle could be heard in the hall, and it was extremely quiet.
Wei Luo could even smell the fishy smell from the end of her nose, her mind went blank, and she didn't know what to do at this moment. Her palms were wet, sticky and hot, she didn't even dare to move, for fear of being heard by Chang Hong outside. She wanted to cry, what is this called? If it wasn't for Zhao Jie, she wouldn't be in such a dilemma...
Wei Luo glared at Zhao Jie in front of her, and ground her teeth, wishing she could kick him off.
However, Zhao Jie didn't know what was going on in her heart, so he buried his head in the crook of her neck, tilted his head and licked her earballs, and slowly gnawed, feeling a little unsatisfied.
Can he be satisfied? Half of it was forced out by someone, even a man couldn't bear this kind of blow.
Wei Luo doesn't care about his things, when is it, who wants to rub shoulders with him? She tilted her head to avoid it, raised her hand to cover Zhao Jie's mouth, pushed him away, and quickly thought about what to do next.
Outside the curtain, Wei Changhong couldn't get any response from her, so he stopped by the bed and asked, "Are you asleep?" As he spoke, he raised his hand to lift the curtain.
Wei Luo quickly squeezed the quilt twice with her left hand, pushed Zhao Jie into the canopy bed, lifted the embroidered gold peony pattern quilt and covered him tightly! After all this was done, Chang Hong just lifted the curtain, and she pulled the two sides of the curtain, revealing only a small face with flushed cheeks and bright big eyes, not at all as if she had just woken up, "Chang Hong, are you back? Is the palace banquet over, I'm already much better, why don't we go back."
Wei Changhong was stunned for a moment, and just halfway raised his hand, he was confused by her sudden movement. He was suspicious, always felt that Wei Luo seemed to be hiding something, subconsciously looked inside the curtain, frowned and said, "Ah Luo, I seem to have heard something just now."
Wei Luo was about to die of fright, and asked guiltily, "What's that sound?"
If Chang Hong knew that she actually helped Zhao Jie to do that kind of thing, she would have no face to talk to Chang Hong in the future! Wei Luo's hand hidden in the curtain gave Zhao Jie a hard pinch, but Zhao Jie's skin was rough and fleshy, so she didn't feel any pain at all when she pinched him. He actually held her hand instead, whirling gently in her palm. This action made Wei Luo's scalp tingle, and she shook her body, and hurriedly pulled it out.
Chang Hong looked inside again, but it was a pity that Wei Luo blocked everything so he couldn't see anything. He didn't know if he became suspicious, or if he didn't find anything. In the end, Chang Hong didn't pursue it, and pulled Wei Luo's hands off the bed, "It's nothing, the palace banquet is over, let's go back."
Wei Luo's left hand was touched by him, she quickly retracted, met Wei Changhong's suspicious gaze, smiled and pretended to be calm, "I'll go by myself."
Chang Hong didn't force it, he just asked, "Are you really all right?"
At this time, even if it's not good, you can only bite the bullet and say yes. Wei Luo nodded indiscriminately, bent over to put on her shoes and socks, walked to Chang Hong's side and said, "It's just a little nosebleed, it's fine."
Chang Hong stood behind her, and it took a while to catch up slowly.
When the two walked out of the side hall, Jin Lu and Bai Lan greeted them one after another. Just now when Wei Luo was lying in the side hall, they were kicked out by Chang Hong and could only wait outside. Seeing that Wei Luo was fine now, the two of them felt a lot more relaxed.
As expected, the palace banquet ended, and the ministers and nobles in the Ronghua Palace bid farewell and left one after another, and the carriages outside the palace carried their masters back home one after another.
Walking out of Qingxi Palace, Chang Hong stopped at the same spot, and said to Wei Luo, "You go ahead to find your father first, I'll order someone to arrange a carriage, and I'll be there in a while."
Wei Luo didn't become suspicious, nodded and continued walking.
Wei Changhong watched her go away, but instead of preparing the carriage as he said, he turned around and returned to the side hall of Chenhua Palace in Qingxi Palace.
In the hall, there was a man sitting on the bed that Wei Luo had been lying on just now. He was handsome with broad shoulders and long legs, and he was arranging his clothes at a leisurely pace. Zhao Jie straightened his sleeves with gold ruyi cloud pattern, raised his eyes just to meet Chang Hong's gaze, he didn't show any panic on his face, he continued to put on his ink-colored embroidered gold-embroidered soap boots and his belt calmly, stood up and looked at Chang Hong. Wei Changhong.
Zhao Jie's heart is not happy at the moment.
He and Wei Luo had the right atmosphere, and they could have persisted for a longer time, but he didn't expect him to come back suddenly, causing him to ejaculate prematurely. This is great, what image does he have in Wei Luo's heart? Zhao Jie didn't want to be against Chang Hong at first, he liked Wei Luo, loved Wu and Wu, and was even very polite to Wei Luo's family. But this Wei Changhong was an exception. He took Wei Luo too seriously, and he was out of the category of normal siblings. What about twins? Can it stop another person from talking about marriage? Zhao Jie had never heard of such fallacies.
In general, Wei Changhong didn't like Zhao Jie, so Zhao Jie didn't need any kindness towards Wei Changhong.
Zhao Jie only said hello, and walked past Chang Hong without changing his expression, without even an explanation. I don't know, I thought he did something with a clear conscience.
But Chang Hong could hear clearly, just now in the bed, the movement was so obvious that the deaf couldn't hear it, right
He actually forced Wei Luo to...
When Wei Changhong thought of this, he became angry, and for a while, he didn't care about the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers. He held Zhao Jie's shoulder with his backhand, and glared: "What did you do to Ah Luo?"
Zhao Jie looked at him with calm black eyes, and a smile slowly curled up on his lips, "Why, you even care about what we do?"
Chang Hong glared at him fiercely.
Although he bent his lips, there was no smile in his eyes, and he told Chang Hong word by word solemnly: "Ah Luo is my fiancée, no matter what we do, it is normal. Wei Changhong, Ah Luo will be Princess Jing next year." , do you plan to control her for the rest of your life like this?"
Wei Changhong clenched his fists into a "click" and said through gritted teeth: "She hasn't married you yet, so I have the right to control her. You'd better restrain yourself. If you force her to do that kind of thing again, I will never marry you." Let her marry you."
Zhao Jie's eyes sank.
He was not afraid of what methods Wei Changhong would use, but what Wei Changhong would say in front of Wei Luo. Wei Luo valued this younger brother very much, and that little guy would listen to everything Wei Changhong said.
His expression was not as calm as it was at the beginning, and he said coldly: "Don't worry, this king has his own measure, and he will never do anything to ruin her reputation."
Wei Changhong didn't believe it at all. Could it be that they didn't do anything just now, what happened to Wei Luo's flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips? Is he his three-year-old child
Wei Changhong finally couldn't hold back, and punched him.
A few days after the palace banquet ended, Wei Luo didn't meet Zhao Jie because of guilty conscience, and stayed at home obediently without going anywhere.
On the 10th day of October, people from Prince Jing's Mansion came to the British Duke's Mansion to make an appointment. The dowry was a full two hundred and eighty-eight lifts, which was a world of difference from when Fifth Miss Wei Zheng got married. It took a full day and a half just to carry the dowry in through the back door. On the sidelines, the steward recorded the dowry into the account of the fourth room. Just the registration was dazzling. There were more than 500 items in total, each of which was extremely precious. He didn't dare to be negligent, and let people handle it carefully, and it took three to five days to complete the registration.
It was enough to show how much Prince Jing attached importance to Wei Luo.
After this incident, the face of the British government also stood up, sweeping away the humiliation of Wei Zheng when he married. Several wives in the backyard also lamented that Wei Luo is a lucky person. Looking at the entire capital, which honorable daughter can accept so much dowry? She is the only one.
It seems that this Concubine Jing is definitely not running away.
Wei Luo has become a favorite of the British government, and no one dares to neglect her wherever she goes. The second wife even specially called her into the room and praised Wei Luo from the beginning to the end, she was extremely satisfied with everything. Wei Luo finally learned what a rising tide lifts all boats.
Today, the old lady called her to the main room again.
Wei Luo still remembered that when she was a child, because of Jiang Miaolan, the old lady didn't like her and Chang Hong very much, and she was never very close to them. Although not close, but never harsh on them. It's just that the memory of her childhood was so deep that Wei Luo is a little unfamiliar with Mrs. Tai now.
Mrs. Tai took off the golden silk dot emerald inlaid pearl bracelet from her hand, put it on Wei Luo's hand herself and said, "Grandma doesn't have any good things, this pair of bracelets was given to me by my mother when I got married, now I will give it to you as a dowry. "
Wei Luo was a little surprised. She remembered that Mrs. Tai had always treasured these bracelets. When the elder sister got married, she was not willing to give them to her. Why did she give them to her
She made a gesture to take it off, "The granddaughter can't have..."
The old lady pressed her hand and said: "You can take it here. You and Chang Hong have no mother since childhood. You have suffered a lot, and your grandmother didn't take good care of you. Now that you are getting married, take this as a little bit of my heart Bar."
Wei Luo pursed her lips, and then proceeded.
She sat in the main room for a quarter of an hour, and the servants came in and said that the eldest lady of Pingyuanhou's mansion had arrived. A few days ago, Wei Luo and Liang Yurong discussed going to Daci Temple to offer incense, and the date was set for today. Hearing this, the old lady didn't force her to stay, she waved her hand and said, "Go."
Wei Luo retreated from the main room.
She came to the flower hall, but did not see Liang Yurong, so she had to look around outside the house. I happened to see Liang Yurong and her elder brother Wei Changyin under a ginkgo tree.
Wei Changyin just came back from the outside, and the two met somehow, so they stood outside the door and said a few words.
Liang Yurong smiled, put her hands behind her back, and greeted him, not knowing what was said earlier.
The two stood on a ginkgo leaf on the ground. The leaves fell like rain, and a thick layer of golden snow was spread on the ground. When the sun shines, the whole person is hidden in the aperture. Wei Changyin narrowed his eyes, his clear eyebrows contained a smile, and he was more beautiful than ever. "It's all right now, thank you for your concern."
It turned out that Liang Yurong was still thinking about the relapse of his leg disease last time.
Liang Yurong continued without giving up: "My father knows a lot of doctors. If brother Chang Yin is willing, I will tell my father to let them heal your leg. Maybe you will get better."
Wei Changyin shook his head and declined, "Don't waste your energy."
He knew best about his leg injury. After so many years, it would have been cured long ago. He has also seen many doctors, each of them is known as Xinglin Chunyuan, a master of rejuvenation, but none of them can say that his leg has been cured. Wei Changhong has already accepted the reality and no longer has any hope. In this way, he will no longer experience the taste of disappointment.
Liang Yurong was very sorry, and said "oh" silently, and said no more.
When she turned her head, she saw Wei Luo standing on the porch, and immediately walked towards Wei Luo with a smile on her face, "Ah Luo, you're here."
Wei Luo nodded, and stepped forward to call Wei Chang, big brother.
Wei Changyin nodded, seeing that the two of them still had something to do, he didn't bother, and ordered his servants to push him away.
Seeing that Liang Yurong's eyes were glued to Wei Changyin's body, Wei Luo knew something was wrong. She quickly changed the subject and said, "Aren't we going to Daci Temple? Chang Hong said he would go with us. If you don't go, it will be dark soon."
Liang Yurong finally regained her senses after hearing the words, looked away, and went out with her.
Ever since Chang Hong knew about Zhao Jie's sneaking in from the Chenhua Palace, he was even more worried about her going out, even with Liang Yurong by his side. He finished today's homework early and handed it over to Mr. Xue for inspection. After Mr. Xue nodded in agreement, he followed Wei Luo to the Daci Temple.
Liang Yurong had long been used to Wei Changhong always following Wei Luo's side, so she didn't suspect anything.
Liang Yurong went to Daci Temple this time to seek a peace talisman for Pingyuanhou and his wife. Marquis Pingyuan and his wife are old and their health is getting worse day by day. Liang Yurong is a filial piety. Besides taking care of them every day, she also goes to the temple to ask Bodhisattva to bless them both. Wei Luo happened to be bored at home, so she went with her, and asked Wei Kun and Chang Hong for a peace talisman along the way.
A group of people came to the gate of Daci Temple in a black-painted flat-topped carriage, and followed the monks in soap cloth to the Daxiong Hall. The incense in the hall is at its peak, and there are many pilgrims who come to worship Buddha, which can be described as an endless stream. Because the Bodhisattvas here are very effective, they are quite famous, so there are many people who come here for their fame.
When it was Wei Luo and Liang Yurong's turn, the two little girls knelt on the futon, facing the majestic Avalokitesvara, and bowed with three incense sticks in their hands. On the futon, with palms together, Jishou respectfully kowtowed three times.
Liang Yurong asked for three peace talismans, so she had to pray three times in total.
Wei Luo originally only planned to ask for two, but Zhao Jie's face appeared in her mind from time to time. She struggled for a while, but for some reason, she followed Liang Yurong to beg again.
After the ceremony, Liang Yurong took the three peace talismans handed over by the monk, and asked Wei Luo curiously, "Didn't you only ask for two? Who is the other one for?"
Chang Hong was not there at this time and was waiting for them outside. She pursed her lips and said generously, "I begged for Brother Jing."
Liang Yurong's expression became ambiguous in an instant, and she said "Oh" intentionally, "You really care about Prince Jing..."
Wei Luo gave her a sharp look, and really wanted to cover her mouth.
The two came out of the treasure hall, but because they were talking and making a fuss, no one came to meet them. Wei Luo almost bumped into someone, but fortunately she reacted in time and took a step to the side, stabilizing her body. She turned her head and looked to the side, and saw that the other party was a middle-aged woman with exquisite black eyebrows and beautiful eyes. Although there were fine lines at the corners of the eyes, it did not affect her beauty at all. She had outstanding temperament and beautiful charm , enough to show that she must be a beauty when she was young. Wei Luo didn't pay much attention, but thought she looked familiar, so she nodded politely, "Sorry."
The woman stopped and looked at her blankly, unable to tell what expression was on her face. It took me a long time to come back to my senses, and said a little at a loss: "It's okay, girl, walk carefully..."
Wei Luo nodded and left hand in hand with Liang Yurong.
After walking out of the Daxiong Palace, Liang Yurong looked at her curiously, then looked back at the woman, and said, "Ah Luo, that lady looks like you."
Wei Luo was quite disapproving, and said lightly, "Really? Maybe it's a coincidence."
Seeing that she didn't care, Liang Yurong didn't pursue it herself, "Maybe..."
But it's really similar, both in appearance and temperament.
Wei Changhong was waiting for them under the big elm tree in the courtyard. Liang Yurong wanted to ask more questions, but Wei Luo had already walked over to show Wei Changhong the peace talisman he had just asked for, and proudly said, "I heard it's the host here. I have opened it myself, it is very effective, Chang Hong, let me put it on for you."
Wei Changhong curled his lips and did not refuse: "Okay."
Wei Luo stood on tiptoe, took out one of the safety symbols and tied it around his neck.
Wei Luo is too low, even standing on tiptoe is very difficult. Chang Hong bent down in unison, and she relaxed a little.
At the entrance of the Daxiong Palace, a woman wearing a red-bottomed flower-wrapped hibiscus-patterned cloak stood quietly, looking at the two intimate children under the tree, her eyes blushed unconsciously. It turns out that it has been so long, and they have grown up...
Wei Luo helped Chang Hong fasten the safety talisman, did not stay long, and prepared to go down the mountain.
Seeing them leaving, the woman couldn't help taking a step forward, opened her mouth, and almost blurted out their names.
The maid next to her asked: "Ma'am, aren't you coming to worship the Bodhisattva?"
She was taken aback and stopped suddenly. That's right, she came to worship Bodhisattva today, and she hasn't even seen Bodhisattva's face right now... But why does she have other thoughts now? She hesitated for a while, and finally followed up, absent-mindedly said: "I won't worship today, come back another day."