Is it so obvious
Wei Luo was puzzled in her heart, but her face didn't change at all, she looked straight into his eyes, shook her head and said without changing expression, "No."
Zhao Jie raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing her words at all.
When she was in Zhaoyang Hall just now, she was sitting opposite him, and she never glanced at him from the beginning to the end. She seemed frank and frank, but she was actually avoiding his sight. Did she treat him as a display? Or did she do it on purpose
She used to not avoid his gaze, nor would she politely call him "Brother Jing", nor would she reject his touch. Now that she is doing this, deliberately keeping a distance from him, doesn't she... know something? Or did she not fall asleep at the Thousand Buddha Temple that day, or did she wake up in the middle
Thinking of this, Zhao Jie's eyes darkened, and he looked at her without saying a word.
Wei Luo turned a blind eye to his probing gaze, never retracted her white and tender little hand, and repeated again: "Brother Prince Jing, please give me the umbrella."
This time Zhao Jie didn't say anything more, nor did he continue to pursue the question just now. He handed her one of the two umbrellas, and asked casually: "The question your mother asked you just now, did you answer the truth?"
Wei Luo took the forty-eight-boned purple bamboo umbrella, stretched it open and hit it on top of her head, and stepped into the rain. She didn't have much memory of Empress Chen's words just now: "What's the problem?"
She did not take that secluded path when she left Qingxi Palace this time, but walked on Qingshi Avenue. The rain hit the umbrella surface, making a thumping sound. The palace is a quiet place, and you can hardly hear the sound when you walk on the road. Instead, the sound of the rain became the only foil. It doesn't sound noisy, but it makes people feel calm.
Zhao Jie held up the umbrella and walked behind her.
There was no one else on the road, just the two of them. Occasionally, court ladies and father-in-laws would pass by and bow their knees to salute Zhao Jie. He replied with a word of excuse and continued to follow behind Wei Luo.
After a while, Xu Xu asked: "Do you usually like to grow flowers at home?"
Wei Luo's footsteps were slightly sluggish. Empress Chen had indeed asked such a question, and she had answered it in the same way.
Just now, Empress Chen chatted with her, asking questions, seemed to be very interested in her life, not only asked her what she usually does at home, but also asked her what she likes to eat, what books she likes to read, etc...
Wei Luo answered one by one, but Zhao Jie would remember them all!
She stared at the road under her feet, and said absently: "Well... Dad built a flower shed for me in the backyard, and I grow flowers to pass the time in my spare time."
Zhao Jie looked at the small figure in front of him, and asked again: "Do you like to eat Yuanbao wontons from Yuhelou?"
She nodded slightly.
"Is it delicious?"
"... very tasty."
Zhao Jie asked the questions she had answered just now one by one. In the end, Wei Luo was too lazy to explain, and she just nodded when he asked. Before she knew it, she came to the gate of Xuande Gate, and the carriage returning home was right in front of her, and she couldn't wait to walk over. Just two steps away, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and smiled at him, his cheeks were translucent and charming: "I'm going back first, Brother Jing, let's go now."
Zhao Jie stood where she was, and when she turned around, she called, "Ah Luo."
She looked at him and gave an "hmm" for no reason.
He raised the corners of his lips and said, "Liuli will leave the palace in a few days, and she asked me to tell you that she wants you to accompany her."
Wei Luo hesitated, "Is she going out of the palace for something? The Empress agrees?"
The last time Empress Chen promised Zhao Liuli to leave the palace was already an exception, she never thought there would be a second time. The last time it was because Zhao Jie pleaded for her, so why
Zhao Jie hummed and explained: "Liuli and Yanqian only have this one request, and the queen mother agreed."
Oh... In that case, she has no reason to refuse. But she remembered that when Zhao Liuli left the palace last time, she agreed that it was the two of them, but when she went to Rongchun Fang, she saw that he was there too! It won't be the same this time, will it
The suspicion on her face was too obvious to ignore. Zhao Jie bent his lips and smiled, "I want to protect Liuli's safety, so I will go naturally."
Wei Luo said slowly, not to show resistance too obviously, hesitated for a while, finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will go, just let her come to me when the time comes."
After saying goodbye to him, he stepped on the pedals and stepped into the carriage.
She got into the carriage and put down the gold silk embroidered Taishi curtain, blocking the sight between the two of them.
Zhao Jie watched the black-painted horse-drawn carriage go far away, and it took a long time before he led the horse and walked slowly in the rain calmly. Zhu Geng followed behind him, seeing that he was not walking in the direction of returning home, doubts arose in his heart. However, he didn't ask much, where the prince was going, he just followed.
Not long after, he was seen stopping in front of the gate of Yuhelou on West Street, put away his umbrella and walked inside.
It was raining outside, and there were not many people in the lobby, so he simply found a table and sat down. The clerk in the building came over to explain, and asked him with a smile: "What would you like to eat, sir?"
He brushed the water off his shoulders and said, "A bowl of ingot wontons."
The man said okay, and seeing that he didn't want anything else, he turned around and went to the kitchen to order.
Zhu Geng tied up his horse and came to the lobby to see that his noble prince was sitting in the lobby eating wontons in a leisurely manner. He stepped forward in astonishment, stood behind Zhao Jie, opened his mouth, opened his mouth, and couldn't help asking: "My lord, you and Miss Wei Si... don't you intend to tell the truth?"
Zhu Geng has been with Zhao Jie for so many years, and he does not hide anything about Zhao Jie from him, so he knows what his prince thinks about that little girl. After enduring it for so long, he looked anxiously from below. Today, he had a chance to talk about it, why didn't the prince say anything
He couldn't figure it out, hesitated for a long time, and still couldn't help asking.
Zhao Jie paused, and immediately put down the porcelain spoon, remembering the vigilant look of the little girl just now. He lifted his lips, propped his chin, smiled thoughtfully, and said slowly: "She already knows, can't you see it?"