Oh... Wei Luo felt something was wrong.
Did he show his teeth marks on purpose for her to see
Did he come this time to settle accounts with himself
It's not impossible, after all, she bit him so hard last time. His guards almost took her back and said they were going to pull out her teeth. If she hadn't been crying into tears, she might have lost her front teeth by now. If the rumors are true, according to Prince Jing's character of vengeance, he will definitely not let her go.
Wei Luo lay in Wei Kun's arms and thought for a while. She didn't want to die just after being reborn, and she didn't want to provoke such a big man. After all, she is not really a six-year-old child, with a lot of thoughts and thoughts, thinking more than anyone else. Prince Jing's status is noble, since she has offended her, she has no reason to regret it, and now he may not accept her apology and compensation, so she might as well take advantage of the trend and follow her plan, maybe she can find another way out. She raised her head from Wei Kun's arms, looked at Zhao Jie with big bright eyes, blinked and blinked innocently: "Thank you, Brother Jing."
It stands to reason that Zhao Jie is the prince, and others are afraid that it will be too late for him. Since Ah Luo called him Prince Jing, he shouldn't call him brother again. Calling him brother is a bit of a relationship. However, her little milk voice is sweet and natural, and coupled with her age, it is not easy for people to think too much. They will only think that this brother's cry is really sweet and pleasant.
Zhao Jie withdrew his gaze, and bent his lips indistinctly.
He still remembers her arrogant and domineering appearance that day, she bit him and didn't say anything, and then got in the carriage and said he was not tasty. tastes bad? What did she think he was, the eight-treasure duck sold on the streets of Shengjing City or the gourd chicken? That small appearance really makes people itch with hatred, it's a world of difference from the obedient and sensible person now.
Will she be honest when she is in front of her elders
Zhao Jie didn't speak, neither accepted her thanks nor made any statement, closed his eyes, and thoughtfully played with the ivory folding fan on his waist.
Seeing that the tea in his hand was empty, the English lord asked the servant girl to refill a cup of tea, and asked Wei Luo to bring it over in person, "This is the new Emei snow bud this spring, and it tastes more fragrant than ordinary tea. There is still some tea left in the house." The next half a catty, if the prince likes it, he can take it away in a while."
Zhao Jie did not refuse, and looked at Wei Luo, "Then I will not be polite."
After the maid refilled the tea, she handed a small clock covered in ink to Ah Luo. Ah Luo climbed down from Wei Kun, took the saucer, walked towards Zhao Jie cautiously, raised her arms and said timidly, "Brother, drink tea."
Her voice is nice, with the immaturity unique to children, plus the habit of dragging the end of the voice when speaking, it sounds soft, sweet and toothache.
The little girl looked up at her white and tender face, her pair of almond eyes were extraordinarily bright, her thick eyelashes were long and curled up, she looked like a porcelain doll tribute from the Western Regions. Zhao Jie had to admit that the little girl was good-looking, so he was not in a hurry to pick it up, and looked at her calmly while supporting the cloud pattern armrest of the iron wood official hat chair.
This little girl is a bit intriguing, she is well-behaved in front of others, but surly in back. If he hadn't been bitten hard by her, he should also be confused by her Yuxue's cute appearance at this moment.
When he didn't speak, Wei Luo called out again, "Brother..."
Zhao Jie smiled silently, took the teacup in her hand, and took a sip of tea. He was about to speak when Wei Kun who was below suddenly said, "Ah Luo, this is Prince Jing, not brother."
In fact, it is not impossible to call him brother, Wei Kun is a little too cautious. Really counting, Wei Luo should really call Zhao Jie brother. Zhao Jie's biological mother is Empress Chen, and Empress Chen has Concubine Ning Guifei, Concubine Ning Guifei and Uncle Zhongyi's mansion are the same family, and Uncle Zhongyi's mansion is Du's natal family... The relationship is inextricably linked. Although it is complicated to reason, it is not can not understand.
Hearing this, Wei Luo looked at him eagerly, pursed her lips and changed her address: "Prince Jing... elder brother."
Come on, this brother can't escape.
Others might think Ah Luo is stubborn, but Zhao Jie saw through her cleverness at a glance. This was trying to please him, the little girl was guilty, and called him brother one after another, hoping that he would let her go regardless of the past. It was funny, he didn't like children, but this six-year-old girl was a little different. He put down the little clock, noncommittal to the title, and tapped the table of the Eight Immortals with his index finger, "It's just a little effort, it's nothing to worry about, Mr. Wei is serious."
The tea was served, and the thanks were given, and Wei Luo had nothing to do with the rest. Adults speak, and children are not allowed to listen. British Duke asked Jin Lu to carry her out, she put her arms around Jin Lu's neck, and couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jie when she left. Zhao Jie's dark eyes were also looking at her, but she shrank, revealing only a pair of clear and bright eyes, her small appearance was both ridiculous and cute.
After the person left, Zhao Jie still had a smile on his thin lips.
He did not hide the scar on his wrist, and Wei Kun couldn't help being stunned to see a row of clear purple-red tooth marks there. Just now I always thought I was dazzled, but looking at it now, the tooth marks are still there. He asked: "Excuse me, the official said too much, the scar on the prince's wrist...is it bitten?"
Zhao Jie propped his chin, hummed slowly: "I was bitten by a little girl."
Coming out of the front hall, Wei Luo went straight back to Pine Garden.
She left the embrace of the golden thread, and rummaged around with her short legs, not this one, nor that one, and she couldn't find it after searching for a long time.
Jin Lu asked curiously, "What is Miss looking for?"
She gestured with her hands, tilted her head and thought for a long time, "I came back from the Huguo Temple last time, where is the medicine my father gave me? It can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and heal wounds."
On the way back to Huguo Temple, Fu's mother ran with her for a long way, and she was inevitably scratched by a few branches. Wei Kun felt distressed for a long time after seeing it, so he found such a bottle of medicine for her the next day, the medicine was very effective, and the wound scab fell off the next day after applying it. At this moment, she suddenly wanted to look for it, and Jin Lu was a little confused: "Isn't Miss's injury healed?"
She shook her head, "I don't use it, I want to give it to others."
Was anyone else in the house injured
Could it be for Fifth Miss
It's not impossible. Although the Fifth Miss is unruly, she is the younger sister of the Fourth Miss after all, so there is no overnight feud between children. Wei Zheng was injured today, so it was reasonable for Wei Luo to give her medicine. Thinking of this, Jin Lu didn't hesitate any longer, went to the back of Duobao Pavilion to find a white-glazed blue-and-white vase, and handed it to Wei Luo: "Miss, are you going to the Ginkgo Garden?"
Wei Luo blinked, a little confused, "Why do you want to go to the Ginkgo Garden?"
Jin Lu was taken aback, "You took the medicine for sores, isn't it for Miss Fifth..."
She wrinkled her nose, and the little milk voice suddenly became upset, "I didn't give it to her. She would blame me for her own injury, so I wouldn't give it to her."
Wei Luo's words were not without evidence. According to Wei Zheng's temperament, he must be suing Du Shi in his arms right now. Wei Zheng is not a fool, if he pushed her, even if it wasn't intentional, she would say it was intentional. But Wei Luo was not afraid, because Wei Zheng's willfulness was obvious to all, even if she said it, not many people would believe it.
Jin Lu was puzzled immediately, and chased after her and asked, "Who is that young lady for?"
Wei Luo ignored her, ran over from the veranda, and quickly ran out of the Hanging Flower Gate. She was afraid that Zhao Jie would leave if she was one step too late, she didn't want to offend Zhao Jie, the wound she bit on couldn't be repaired, sincerity must always be sufficient.
Fortunately, I went there in time. I just arrived at the front hall, just in time for the people inside to come out of the house.
Zhao Jie walked in the middle, Duke Ying walked half a step behind him on the left, and several uncles and Wei Kun walked behind.
Wei Luo ran over to Zhao Jie's feet when they were not paying attention. Because she was too short, Zhao Jie didn't see her for a while, or maybe he saw her and pretended not to see her. She held his long and slender hand with her small hand and shook it, finally attracting his attention.
Zhao Jie lowered her eyes, the little girl ran pink and blushed, panting lightly, raised a white porcelain bottle in her hand, "Brother...here."