Ah Luo suffered too much in her previous life, but her request in this life is very simple. It is enough to have someone who is nice to her in the future. When she was helpless and in trouble, he could stand up and protect her behind him, preventing her from suffering and suffering, and preventing her from being sad and wronged. He can satisfy her whatever she wants, and he is obedient to her... Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is not very simple, at least obedience is a bit embarrassing.
Zhao Jie said just now that he treats her so well
Ah Luo couldn't help thinking back to the old days, Zhao Jie was really good to her, it could almost be described as obedient and obedient. It's just that Ah Luo never considered him, always felt that they were not the same, no matter how nice he was to her, she felt that he had a purpose. Just like how he helped her vent her anger when he was a child, he tied Li Song to the target and shot an arrow. He was helping her by the way to warn King Ruyang.
And there is too much age difference between them, she always called him "big brother", and she really regarded him as a big brother in her heart. She thought that he and Gao Danyang were a good match, and she never thought about it in her heart, how could she have unreasonable thoughts about him
Ah Luo thought he was joking, bent her round almond eyes, and followed his words: "Be nicer to me than big brother, don't show me your face, and don't bully me." After a pause, he released his grip. Sleeves, with a soft smile on his lips: "You can't be as big as your big brother, it's better to be three or four years older than me."
Zhao Jie froze, with a weird expression on his face, "I'm big?"
She nodded exaggeratedly and told him: "Nine years older than me, my father gave birth to me and Chang Hong when he was a teenager."
Zhao Jie: "..."
The little girl didn't know his intentions at all, and continued to stab him in the heart as if nothing had happened: "But big brother is good-looking, and he doesn't look like someone in his twenties at all. My dad was also good-looking when he was young, but he is just like you." When compared, it immediately pales in comparison.”
She thought she was comforting him, but it was actually a blow to him.
She compares him to Daddy? So in her heart, is there such a seniority? No wonder no matter what he hinted to her, she was always ignorant and unmoved. The most fundamental reason is here, she has never considered him, how can she be attracted to him
Zhao Jie closed his eyes, stroking her beauty mole more and more slowly, and finally stopped, wanting to take the opportunity to make his words clear: "This king is twenty-two years old, and he has neither a wife nor a concubine. too early?"
Wei Luo raised her head, her watery eyes were clear, and her thoughts were pure: "Is it early? Why didn't big brother marry a wife? You are not too young. Is the empress not in a hurry?"
The little girl actually took care of his marriage in a serious manner, and her tone was exactly the same as when Empress Chen pressed him. How can he not be in a hurry, since he came back from Binzhou this year, every time he enters the palace, Empress Chen will ask him for half an hour, he can marry Gao Danyang if he doesn't want to, there are other daughters from aristocratic families waiting to choose. But he always refused with various reasons, so that Empress Chen no longer wanted to see him, when he was willing to marry a wife, she would see him again.
After all why? Is it because of her
She is still young now, and it is too early to marry and love her. He is afraid that she will not be able to bear it. Wait at least one or two more years, and then neither Song Hui nor Li Song will be a problem.
The most urgent thing is to get this little girl enlightened.
He straightened up, "It's useless to be anxious. Ah Luo, do you think big brother looks like your father?"
Wei Luo shook her head and said sincerely, "It's not like that."
He nodded, and asked again: "Compared to your brother Song Hui?"
She pursed her lips, her eyeballs rolled around, and she didn't answer the question.
There is nothing comparable, the two of them are very different, there is no similarity at all, how can they be compared
Zhao Jie had no choice but to hold her clean chin, fixed her small face and said, "I'm just a little older than you, not old, Ah Luo, I will get angry if you say that again."
She met his dark eyes, narrowed her small mouth, and said a little discouraged: "I know, I won't say anything in the future..."
Zhao Jie's thumb rubbed her chin, brushed lightly over her pink lips, and wanted to say something more, but was suddenly interrupted by a cold voice: "Let go of Ah Luo."
After Zhao Jie took Wei Luo away, Chang Hong wanted to follow immediately, but Liang Yurong stopped him halfway and kept asking him what was going on. He didn't know what was going on, but since Ah Luo did all of this, there must be her reason. Liang Yurong refused to let him go, and it wasn't until he asked about his marriage with Li Xiang that she suddenly understood Wei Luo's intentions. He finally got rid of Liang Yurong and came to Dongkua courtyard. He didn't expect to see this scene as soon as he entered the house.
Zhao Jie blatantly entered Ah Luo's inner room, and even touched Ah Luo's face, the two of them were so close, those who didn't know thought they were rubbing each other's ears.
Is there anything you can't say well? Do you have to use your hands
Chang Hong's eyes looking at Zhao Jie suddenly became full of hostility, he stepped forward to separate the two, protected Ah Luo behind him, and looked at Zhao Jie without saying a word.
Zhao Jie stepped back half a step, with a slight smile on his lips. He has always known that Ah Luo has a twin brother who is extremely protective, and he has never had a chance to get in touch with him before, but when he saw him today, the degree of protectiveness was beyond his expectation. He smiled, and said calmly: "Is Chang Hong right? Ah Luo sprained her ankle, and this king sent her back. You don't have to be too vigilant, this king can't do anything."
Chang Hong's thin lips were drawn into a line, not quite believing his words. He really doesn't know how to do anything, so what happened to the way he looked at Ah Luo just now? The longing in his eyes is too obvious, only Ah Luo is so dull that he can't see it. Chang Hong said belatedly: "Thank you His Highness King Jing for sending Ah Luo back, but the night is dark, men and women are different, if the prince stays again, I'm afraid it will cause gossip. Please go back."
Zhao Jie looked at the little girl behind Chang Hong. She was completely blocked, and she didn't know what kind of expression she was looking at. He thought for a while, not in a hurry, then bent his lips and said, "Then I will leave now. Ah Luo's feet can't get off the ground. As a younger brother, take care of her more."
After finishing speaking, he stopped staying and walked out of the inner room.
After Zhao Jie left, Chang Hong turned around and asked Wei Luo, "A Luo, what did he do to you?"
Wei Luo pointed to her bandaged foot, thinking that his reaction just now was a bit harsh: "Brother Jing Wang helped me apply the medicine and bandaged my ankle. Chang Hong, are you being too rude to him?"
Chang Hong was blamed by her, emphasizing a little wronged: "He touched you just now."
Wei Luo paused, he didn't think too much about it just now, he just thought that Zhao Jie was trying to make her look at him. Zhao Jie often touched her head and rubbed her face when she was a child, but now that they have grown up, it is understandable that they can't change it for a while.
It was only when Chang Hong said this that she suddenly realized that Zhao Jie's behavior was really too intimate, shouldn't she pay attention to it in the future
The next day Wei Luo couldn't go to the ground, so she asked Jin Lu and Bai Lan to carry her to the yard to bask in the sun. She was sitting on the beauty's couch, leaning against Luo Yin's pillow, and was about to go back to sleep when Liang Yurong hurried over.
She didn't explain what happened last night to her. She learned about it from Chang Hong later, and she only roughly guessed what was going on, and she still had many doubts in her heart. Wei Luo couldn't go to Zhanyuelou to watch the hunting today, so she didn't go either, so she simply came over to accompany her and asked what was going on.
Sitting opposite her, Liang Yurong picked up a steamed cheese with cherries dipped in sugar and asked her curiously, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Wei Luo closed her eyes and said "Mmm" slowly.
Liang Yurong blinked in surprise, and even forgot to eat the cherries: "Then you are also lying to ask for my brother's book?"
She suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were bright, like a pool of blue spring water, with a smile: "It's not a lie. The master did let me learn cursive script, but my father said that the girl doesn't need to learn so much, so he just let me learn cursive script." No answer."
Liang Yurong understood it, this is a little fox with a lot of eyes, and the design was designed to trick Li Xiang! She sighed, consciously bowing down: "Why don't you agree to Li Xiang and Wei Changhong's marriage? Why doesn't she invite you to see her?"
Wei Luo put away her laugh, and thought about it carefully, "When I was studying with Princess Tianji, I met Li Xiang several times in the palace. She was very young at that time, but she and Zhao Linlang partnered to bully Liuli When it was freezing cold, they caused Liuli to fall into the water, and they were ill for half a month, almost dying of it." Yan Qi turned his gaze to Liang Yurong, "Do you think she has such a moral cultivation? Where will it be better now?"
Liang Yurong was quite surprised, "There is such a thing!"
Many years have passed since this incident, Liuli may have forgotten it, but she always remembers it. Although the sixth prince became their scapegoat in the end, Empress Chen must have known exactly what was going on.
She raised a finger against the peak of her lips and told her: "Don't tell anyone about this, or you will cause trouble."
Liang Yurong nodded again and again, closed her lips tightly, and made a needle-threading movement, expressing that she had a very strict mouth and would definitely not talk nonsense.
The two girls sat in the courtyard all morning, Liang Yurong stayed in Dongkua courtyard for lunch at noon, and never left.
At Shenshi, a horn sounded over Changxun Mountain, and the hunting competition officially ended.
The men came back from the mountains one after another, and went back to their own courtyards. The steward led people to count the prey one by one, and whoever hunted the most animals was the winner of this year.
Wei Luo was going to see Chang Hong's harvest, and Liang Yurong was naturally going to see his brother Liang Yu, so the two happened to drop by and head to Rongyuan together. Chang Hong and Liang Yu lived in the same courtyard. Before they approached, they watched a few people carry a young man into the courtyard from a distance. The boy's clothes were stained with blood, and he seemed to have fallen into a coma.
Wei Luo's heart skipped a beat, she stepped forward a few steps faster, grabbed a servant who came out from inside and asked, "Who was the one who was injured just now?"
The servant was about to find King Jing and the steward, when he heard the words, he replied, "It's the sixth young master of the British government. He was injured while hunting, and he is unconscious!"