The first day of August is the day when Wei Zheng returns home.
Although Wei Kun is not very satisfied with this son-in-law, he still needs to prepare for the necessary etiquette. He got up early to wash up, put on a straight black gown with tangled branches and lotus patterns, went to the front hall, saluted the British Duke and Mrs. Dowager, and then sat down in the iron wood official hat chair below.
At this time, many people have come to the front hall, people from the second bedroom, third bedroom and fourth bedroom have all arrived, all smiling, waiting for the newcomers to enter the door.
Around Chen Shi, the servants came in and said that the carriage from Ruyang Palace had arrived.
Not long after, Li Song and Wei Zheng came to the door together. Li Song, wearing a brocade gown with a navy-blue baoxiang pattern and wearing soap boots, entered the hall, and bowed to the British Duke and Mrs. Tai who were sitting in front of him. On the contrary, he looked very well-behaved, restrained his agitation, lowered his eyebrows, and even called "Father" when facing Wei Kun.
But it scared Wei Kun enough.
Wei Kun knew that he was not easy to provoke, and he had already prepared for him to make a big fuss today, but he was surprised that he was so obedient! Wei Kun got up, helped his arm slightly to make him stand up, "Okay, okay, my son-in-law, please sit down."
Li Song nodded and sat in the official hat chair beside him.
Wei Zheng at the side was wearing a light green quilted blouse, a water red thin skirt, a fairy bun, and a golden silk mandarin duck and bird hairpin. There is a smile on her lips, and her cheeks are pink, which is obviously different from when she was not married. A young girl with broken melons, with brows and eyes and lips, charming and charming in her youthfulness, her gestures are full of style. She bowed, bowed to the elders present, and offered tea one by one, "Grandpa, grandma, please drink tea."
The Duke of England was still angry with her, and even after drinking tea, he didn't look good. On the contrary, Mrs. Luo's attitude was softer. She didn't want to make a scene too stiff, so she patted Wei Zheng's hand and said, "Go down and sit down, don't be too tired."
Wei Zheng's expression froze, and he quickly nodded in response. She walked towards the official hat chair next to Li Song, walking very slowly, and her body remained stiff after sitting down.
The British Duke and Mrs. Tai talked a few words, and then they wanted to keep Li Song and Wei Zheng for lunch. Li Song did not refuse, but agreed.
Some time before lunch, Li Song stayed in the front hall with Ying Gong and Wei Kun, while the wives took Wei Zheng to the next flower hall to talk.
In the absence of Mrs. Du, the wives were too embarrassed to talk too much. They only briefly mentioned the way of getting along between husband and wife, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and taught Wei Zheng how to establish a foothold in her husband's house. Wei Zheng lowered his head and didn't respond, looking a little absent-minded. The eldest lady and the fourth lady knew that her personality had always been like this, so they didn't say much. The Second Madam has recently been unable to take care of herself, let alone take care of others, because of the affairs of the concubine. Only the third wife was a talker, unable to hide anything in her heart, she took Wei Zheng's hand and asked, "How do the Li family treat you?"
Wei Zheng's hands were cold, and resisting the urge to pull his hands out of Liu's, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said in a relaxed tone: "The eldest princess and King Ruyang have treated me very well, third aunt don't have to worry."
Mrs. Liu let out an oh, both a little surprised and a little relieved, and asked quietly: "Then... what about you and Li Song?"
Wei Zheng withdrew his hand calmly, fearing that Mrs. Liu would notice her trembling, took a sip of tea from the white-glazed rose-patterned teacup, smiled and said, "He cares about my father very much. I heard that my father has been ill recently. No, when I went out this morning, I brought several ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum." Pausing for a moment, fearing that Mrs. Liu would not believe her, she closed her eyes with a little shyness, "He is also good to me, except sometimes he is a little rude..."
After hearing this, Liu Shi naturally understood the meaning of her words, smiled ambiguously, and didn't ask any more questions.
King Ruyang was a military commander, and his son practiced martial arts since he was a child. Where can a martial artist be gentle? It's understandable to be rude.
Around noon, the family sat in the front hall to eat.
Wei Luo and Wei Changhong were also called over by Wei Kun and sat at the same table with them.
Wei Luo and Chang Hong originally picked lotus in the lotus pond in the backyard. The color of the lotus is strong, which is perfect for making rouge and lipstick. Chang Hong rowed a boat behind, and she sat on the boat and pinched lotus flowers one by one. She was sweating in the hot summer, and when she came out of the lotus pond, her forehead and the tip of her nose were covered with fine beads of sweat. When she heard Jin Lu's words, she couldn't help asking curiously: "What did Daddy tell us to go over there, wouldn't it be enough if the elders were present?"
Jin Lu wiped her sweat with a silk handkerchief, and was picked up by Wei Changhong on the way. She said awkwardly, "Master said it was just a lunch together..."
Holding a silk handkerchief, Wei Changhong wiped the sweat off Wei Luo's face, thought for a while and said, "Then let's go."
Wei Luo didn't care about going back to take a bath, so she changed into a pomegranate red ganoderma patterned beanie, and followed Chang Hong to the front hall.
When they arrived at the front hall, the people inside had already taken their seats. She bowed to Ying Yinggong and Mrs. Tai, and the fourth wife, Mrs. Qin, called her to her side: "Ah Luo and Chang Hong are here, please sit next to the fourth aunt. Today is the day when your fifth sister returns home, so I should see you no matter what." On the one hand..." After finishing speaking, he looked at Wei Luo left and right, and said in surprise, "Where did you two go, why are you sweating profusely?"
Wei Luo raised her eyes and glanced at Li Song and Wei Zheng who were facing each other, and glanced past without any disturbance in her eyes. Looking at Qin Shili, he bent his eyes and replied with a smile: "Chang Hong and I went to the backyard to pick lotus flowers. Chang Hong punted the boat. I was in charge of picking flowers. I picked half of the bow in a short while. It's just that the weather is too hot, and you can't move if you move." I'm sweating, and I won't go there next time."
Qin said helplessly: "You too, it's so hot, what are you doing there? Can you stop sweating?"
She smiled cutely, "Lotus flowers can be used to make rouge and lipstick, and the color is pretty. If Aunt Han makes it, I will send some to several aunts. I guarantee that you will be ten years younger after using it."
These words invigorated the atmosphere, making the ladies smile and feel happy.
Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Mrs. Qin said to her and Wei Changhong: "Chang Hong should have met Li Shizi, but Ah Luo hasn't seen him? This is your sister-in-law, the son-in-law of the Ruyang Palace."
Wei Luo had no choice but to meet Li Song's gaze, the smile on her lips slowly faded, and curved into a polite and alienated arc: "Master."
Li Song didn't smile, his eyelids drooped slightly, he couldn't see the expression, and couldn't guess the emotion, so he didn't respond for a long time.
Qin was a little embarrassed.
Wei Luo didn't care, and sat back again, and continued to talk to the ladies about the beauty of using lotus flowers to make rouge and lipstick. After a while, the dishes were served one after another, and everyone forgot the episode just now. They asked the British public to take the first bite of the dish, and then raised their chopsticks to eat.
Li Song lowered his eyes the whole time, without looking across. It was as if he had never known Wei Luo, nor had he ever thought of her that he shouldn't have.
Halfway through lunch, Wei Luo rubbed her nose and sneezed.
She was sweating just now and came here without changing her clothes. Qin was worried that she was suffering from the cold, so she asked caringly: "Is it cold? Why don't you go back and change your clothes first, so as not to freeze for a while."
Wei Luo didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but she didn't want to eat at the same table with Li Song, so she readily agreed, bid farewell to everyone, and left the front hall.
She walked down the corridor, Jin Lu followed her, and said in a babbling voice: "Miss, is the prince of Ruyang a little arrogant... Just now when you greeted him, he didn't say a word. Not good. I heard that Prince Ruyang was very domineering in the past, and no one in Shengjing dared to provoke him. I don’t know if the fifth lady will have a good life if she marries him..."
Wei Luo didn't respond.
She is not interested in how these two people are doing, and whether Wei Zheng is doing well or not has nothing to do with her. It's just that the marriage is so wonderful that these two people will get together. The road was chosen by Wei Zheng herself, whether Li Song is good to provoke, the ups and downs of it, only she can experience it alone.
No one can help her.
Wei Luo tucked a strand of hair hanging from her sideburns behind her ears, and asked slowly, "Since when did you like to chew the roots of your tongue?"
Jin Lu immediately fell silent, knowing that she had talked too much, so she obediently followed her and stopped talking.
Go to the end of the verandah, bypass a moon gate, and in front of you is the path leading to the inner house. Wei Luo was about to walk in, when something shot towards him suddenly! Firmly planted in the soil in front of her embroidered shoes, blocking her path. She lowered her head and saw that it was an emerald jade leaf golden cicada hairpin, which looked familiar.
The golden thread asked in surprise, "What is this? Who threw it?"
Wei Luo looked at it for a while, then turned around and looked behind her.
Sure enough, not far behind, Li Song stood expressionlessly under the verandah, dressed in a brocade robe, with a long body. Obviously he looks like a cold and noble son, but his brows are low and his expression is indifferent, giving people a feeling of inhumanity. Even if he met Wei Luo's gaze, he didn't say a word.
Jin Lu wanted to bend down to pick up the hairpin, but Wei Luo held onto her shoulders to keep her from moving.
She already knew what this hairpin was. Last time she stabbed him with the hairpin, she didn't get it back. She didn't expect him to keep it until now.
At this time, he is not eating in the front hall, what is he doing here
Li Song looked at Wei Luo motionlessly, and just when Wei Luo thought he was about to speak, he turned and left without saying a word.
It didn't take long before it disappeared from Wei Luo's sight.
Jin Lu was very puzzled by this scene, looked at Li Song, then at Wei Luo: "Miss, is this the hairpin you lost? How could it be in Li Shizi's hands?"
Wei Luo didn't answer, turned around and walked into the Moon Cave Gate.
The golden thread was still persistently asking: "Miss, do you still want this hairpin..."
She said softly, "No, just throw it away."
The Fifth Miss of the British government was married, and the Fourth Miss had no marriage contract. Many people in Shengjing City's circle of noble women were secretly inquiring about Wei Luo's marriage. After all, Wei Luo has a good reputation and a first-class appearance. She was married to Song Hui in the past, and others dared not think about it. Now that the marriage contract is gone, those who are interested want to say goodbye to the marriageable teenagers around them , all eyes were on Wei Luo.
Today is the 70th birthday of Marquis Anling, Qin's father, and he invited the family of the British government to visit.
Naturally, Wei Luo and Wei Changhong also went.
It's just that when Wei Luo and Qin Shi walked together, once they met a married woman, the other party's eyes would always fall on her intentionally or unintentionally, hesitating to speak, making her feel uncomfortable. Wei Luo knew what that meant. Mrs. Qin had told her that when she asked her if there was anyone she liked, she shook her head and refused.
She has someone she likes, and that person is waiting for her to nod, and then come to propose marriage.
Wei Luo found an excuse to leave, and led Wei Changmi to play in the pavilion in the backyard.
Wei Changmi has been here a few times, and he is quite familiar with it. Without the restraint of adults, he held Wei Luo's hand and ran forward like a joke: "Sister Ah Luo, I know there is a The swing was specially made for me by my uncle, he said that I can play every time I come!"
The little uncle he was talking about was Qin Ce, the youngest son of Marquis Anling, who was four in his twenties this year. Qin Ce was a very mischievous person when he was a child, but when he grew up, he gradually calmed down and began to study military books, but he managed to achieve something.
Wei Luo followed behind him, seeing him running so fast, she frowned and reminded, "Wei Changmi, run slowly, be careful not to fall..."
Wei Changmi listened to her very much, and really stopped, and walked forward quickly step by step.
Wei Luo "thumped", not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Walking around a promenade, the eyes suddenly opened up. In the yard is a lush banyan tree, and there is really a swing in the middle of the banyan tree. A short walk from here is the front yard. The front yard is where the Marquis of Anling receives guests today, and there are all male guests in it.
Wei Changmi dragged Wei Luo to run towards the swing, stopped halfway there, looked ahead and said in surprise, "Little uncle!"
Wei Luo stopped and raised her eyes to look.
There were two people standing under the verandah in front, one was wearing a brocade robe with a moon-white persimmon stalk pattern, and he looked a bit unfamiliar, and he looked like the Qin family. He should be the little uncle Wei Changmi was talking about. The other one is wearing a dark green brocade robe with python pattern, with a handsome side face and a tall and straight body, standing there, there is an indescribable golden appearance...
Wei Luo's footsteps stopped for a moment, why is Zhao Jie here
Zhao Jie didn't see her, but looked forward with deep and phoenix eyes, not knowing who he was competing with.
Wei Luo was pulled over by Wei Changmi, stopped a few steps away, and finally saw clearly the person opposite Zhao Jie—
Wei Luo's heart skipped a beat. This person had dinner with her and went out together this morning... Wei Changmi couldn't wait to call out, "Huh, Brother Chang Hong is here too?"
Wei Changhong stood opposite Zhao Jie. He was half a head lower than Zhao Jie, but he was not inferior to Zhao Jie in terms of momentum. His thin lips were drawn into a line, his face was sullen, and he stared at the white jade rod on the jade crown on Zhao Jie's head without blinking, and the palms in his sleeves involuntarily clenched into fists.