After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

The moonlight is bewildered.

Chen Zijing got closer, and only then could he see clearly that on the gold collar, five small characters of "Guo Gong Fu Wei Zi" were engraved in official script, along with a line of birth date, which could be seen to be some years old.

In addition to lettering, the carved patterns are also very delicate and delicate, like the handwriting of a craftsman in the palace, and it is definitely not something that can be forged by folk craftsmen.

Chen Zijing's eyes darkened.

If what Wei Zi said is true, then according to what she said, her identity can be verified in three months, and he only needs to wait patiently for three months before he can know whether she is really the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Wei Zi...

She is much more valuable than that restaurant.

Chen Zijing was thinking this way, but he believed Wei Zi [-]% in his heart.

The daughter of the Duke of Zhen's mansion is more than enough to be his official wife.

In the future, Lord Zhen Guo can still help him in his official career.

It seems that the 2000 taels of silver on the Red Lotus Boat are well worth the money.

He pondered for a long time, his attitude relaxed a lot, he bowed and saluted and said: "Tonight, I am the one who is rude."

Wei Zi knew what he was thinking.

As for her identity, she was not worried that Chen Zijing would reveal it. This man was selfish and would only plan to possess her before her identity was exposed, so it was impossible for him to reveal it.

She said: "I wonder if I can ask Mr. Chen to do things for me?"

"Miss Wei, please tell me, wherever Chen can contribute, he will definitely do it!"

Wei Zi looked down on him again in his heart, without showing it on the face, and said seriously: "I want to ask you to personally write a post to Xiao Dujuan and invite her out for tea."

"Invite Xiao Dujuan to tea?" Chen Zijing smiled, "Did Miss Wei misunderstand something? Chen doesn't have any thoughts about your sister-in-law. The heavens can learn from it. In Chen's heart, there is only Miss Wei. "

A man's mouth is sweet and his belly is sword.

Wei Zi didn't bother to expose him, and explained: "It's not just about drinking tea."

There was a storm by the river, she lowered her voice, and Xu Xu said a few words.

Chen Zijing raised her eyebrows: "You asked me to do this kind of thing?!"

"Young Master Chen refuses?"

Chen Zijing was silent.

"Mr. Chen refuses, that's fine."

Wei Zihan grimaced, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Chen Zijing quickly called her to stop, affectionately, "It's not difficult, Miss Wei asked me to do it, then I will do it! Chen has nothing else to ask, as long as Miss Wei is happy, I will be happy!"

It was already late at night when I returned to Xiao's house from the riverside.

The boudoir was not lit, and it was dark.

Wei Zi called "Qingju" twice, but no one answered her.

She had no choice but to take off her cloak, fumbled to take out the torch, and carefully lit the lamp.

The orange lantern lights gradually lit up in the darkness.

Wei Zi went on to light the lamp on the desk, but she tripped over something, she let out an exclamation, and fell directly into a big and warm embrace.

She leaned against the man's chest, raised her head with a pale face, Xiao Fengxian didn't know when she came, and she didn't know how long she had been sitting in the dark. At this moment, she was sitting on her high chair, looking down at her.

The thing that tripped her just now must have been his feet.

And she was sitting on his lap, his hand was holding her waist, her posture was awkward and ambiguous.

Wei Zi quickly looked away, and was about to stand up, but was held down.

His hands tightly wrapped around her waist, hot as a soldering iron.

Xiao Fengxian smiled: "Where did sister-in-law go? Why didn't you come back until midnight?"

Wei Zi also felt guilty for some reason.

She lowered her eyelashes: "I didn't go anywhere..."

Xiao Fengxian approached her, sniffed it carefully for a while, and said, "In addition to the smell of wine, sister-in-law also smells like a man. Did sister-in-law go to a private meeting with a man tonight? But Chen Zijing?"

Wei Zi gritted his teeth.

Is this guy a dog? !

Such a good nose!
She could no longer lie to him, so she had to confess honestly: "He invited me to a banquet. Because of the restaurant, I had to go to the riverside to meet him, but I came back after I didn't say a few words. Bully."

Xiao Fengxian was still smiling, but the smile in the light was a little distorted and creepy.

He suppressed his killing intent, and said: "His banquet is not allowed in the future."

Wei Zi was a little unhappy.

This little uncle is really lenient, even restricting where she goes.

The Chunwei meeting was coming soon, she didn't want to have conflicts with Xiao Fengxian, so she nodded perfunctorily: "Got it."

Her waist was extremely soft, Xiao Fengxian was reluctant to let go of her hands.

He kept his posture still: "I came here to ask you, but I have thought about it, do you want to go to Beijing with me?"

"Go." Wei Zi replied simply, "It's just that I still have some things to deal with. If the second brother is in a hurry, you can go ahead. I will go to Shangjing to join you in the spring of next year."

"Tsk."

Xiao Fengxian was having fun.

Now, his widowed sister-in-law is also a busy person.

She looks delicate and stupid, but she seems to hide many secrets in her heart.

Going to see Chen Zijing tonight is probably not just a simple restaurant business, otherwise she would not make this trip.

However, unless Wei Zi intends to find a man, Xiao Fengxian does not intend to interfere with her affairs.

He knew that his elder sister-in-law had been imprisoned in the backyard by the Xiao family for too long, and she didn't like to be imprisoned and restrained again.

Candlelight jumps.

Lonely and widowed.

Sitting on his lap, Wei Zi felt her butt was hot, and knew it was against the rules.

She blushed and said, "You, you let go. What do we look like..."

"Oh."

Xiao Fengxian let go of her hand.

Wei Zi stood up hastily, and was about to get away from him, but just as she took a step, she tripped over the corner of her skirt again.

She hurriedly supported the table, but she couldn't stabilize it. Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, she was supported by someone under her buttocks.

Her cheeks became even redder, almost bouncing up, and quickly moved three feet away from Xiao Fengxian, and said in a low voice, "You, why are you like this?"

Xiao Fengxian twirled her fingertips.

Soft to the touch and very elastic.

He raised his fox eyes, and said innocently: "Sister-in-law, you can't blame me. If I didn't help you just now, your ass would explode."

Blooming ass...

This man's speech is not elegant at all, and his other actions and scholars are all gentle and gentle, but he dares to do anything in private, and he is not at all like Xie Yuanlang who is full of poetry and books.

Wei Zi thought about it, and said shyly, "Aren't you leaving soon?"

"Let's go." Xiao Fengxian walked out indifferently, "Why are you so fierce?"

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Wei Zi slammed the door shut with a "bang".

Leaning against the door, she raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead.

She looked at the high chair that Xiao Fengxian sat on.

For some reason, she felt that tonight, she would probably dream of him again.

……

The next day.

Wei Zi went to greet Mrs. Xing, and happened to see Mrs. Liu here, and the two aunts and sisters-in-law were discussing the date of marriage.

Since Xing Qianri came back, Mrs. Liu is no longer ill. She smiled happily and said, "I asked someone to check the date. It will be very good on the second day of next month. It is suitable for marriage. Although I am in a hurry, Qian Ri is still there." If Du Juan is unconscious in bed, if Du Juan gets married soon, maybe he can wake up sooner."

Xing nodded: "There are still ten days left, so we should have enough time."

Between the words, I planned to arrange a wedding.

Wei Zi listened for a while, then went to Xiao Dujuan's boudoir alone.

The boudoir was smashed into a mess.

She stepped on the threshold and threw a pillow in front of her.

She caught the pillow: "Sister Du Juan."

Xiao Dujuan was lying on the bed and crying loudly. Seeing that it was her, she immediately sat up and pointed at her nose: "Are you here to see my joke?!"

Wei Zi walked in and put the pillow on her bed.

She stared at Xiao Dujuan, and said softly, "I'm here to help you."