After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 22 Then you give me your heart, okay?

Xiao Fengxian gave Rong Jiarong a warning look, and told Qingju Hongrui to take good care of her.

Not long after he left, Hongrui couldn't hold back, excused her stomach ache, and followed him.

Spring rain.

Standing in the corridor, Hongrui couldn't help showing shyness when she saw the young man in the pavilion not far away.

She is top-notch among maids, and she will never be able to be a maid for the rest of her life, serving Wei Zi and Wei Hong. She should also plan for her own future.

She stepped into the flower pavilion, put the saving box she brought on the stone table, took out tea and snacks, and said softly: "Master, are you looking at the account book? It's so late, you should go to the room to rest, the lights are dim, carefully hurt the eyes."

She half tied her long hair with a hosta, and when she leaned over to make tea, a few strands of hair fell on the ledger.

Xiao Fengxian stared at the covered account and said "tsk".

He raised his eyes, and saw that the woman was wearing a thin water-red chest-length skirt, with a delicate and charming daffodil embroidered on her overly full chest. As she bent down, she squeezed out two bends of white flesh.

As soon as he moved his hands and feet, a sweet and rich fragrance of powder penetrated straight into the tip of his nose, making him want to sneeze.

Hongrui shyly said, "Young Master, what are you doing staring at this servant? The servant is thinking about you, so she hurried over to see you. The same is true for Miss Wei, who is clearly the eldest sister-in-law of the Young Master, but she doesn't know how to feel sorry for the Young Master, and let the Young Master look at the account book for nothing. Suffering from the wind and cold. The young master and the servants go back to the room to rest, okay? The servants have already laid out the bedding for you and prepared a furnace of soothing incense."

Xiao Fengxian threw away the brush in her hand impatiently.

He leaned back lazily, his thin lips curled into a sneer: "What are you pretending to be?"

Hong Rui was stunned: "What?"

"Let me ask you, what are you pretending to be?"

"Slave... I'm not pretending!" Hongrui was puzzled, and tears of grievance welled up in her apricot-like eyes, "Slave kindly came to invite you to go back to the room to rest, and I will serve the master faithfully. What is the servant pretending to be?"

"Yo, you're still wronged."

"My lord has wronged my servant, how can my servant not be wronged?" Hongrui stomped on her embroidered shoes, covered her face and began to cry softly, "This servant behaves upright, cares about the master at all times, and is utterly loyal, no matter who sees her , all want to praise this servant as a virtuous one. But the young master said that this servant’s virtuousness and loyalty are all faked, and that this servant is wronged and chilled!"

Xiao Fengxian looked at her carefully.

Obviously they were all crying, but when his sister-in-law cried, it always made him feel distressed, like a cold rain fell in his heart, and the wetness made people feel uncomfortable, but Hongrui's tears could not move him.

He was just bored and sick.

He said, "You don't look good when you cry."

Hongrui was stunned, she had a pretty face, and the pear blossoms were raining, but the son actually said that she didn't look good when she cried?
"My sister-in-law is beautiful when she cries, you should follow her," Xiao Fengxian seemed to be talking to herself, "But, you have no chance."

Hongrui wiped her nose: "Why can't the servant understand what the young master is talking about?"

The bleak wind suddenly rose, and the bitter rain filled the air.

The lantern in the flower pavilion shook violently and flickered on and off. The shadows of the two were entangled with the shadow of the peony outside the pavilion, and they became hideous and distorted like ghosts. The lantern brought by Hongrui was blown to the ground, and the tongue of flame quickly engulfed the lantern. frame, and burn the bamboo bones to ashes.

It was pitch black all around.

The young man's black hair and wide sleeves fluttered, and his voice was bewitching, like a ghost in a garden on a spring night: "Since you want to be my woman, then give me your heart, okay?"

At the end when she became conscious, Hongrui only saw the hand stretching towards her heart——

……

When the spring rain first breaks, a round of crescent moon hangs on the eaves of green tiles, bright and clean.

"Second brother!"

Wei Zi came over with a lantern.

Standing in the flower pavilion, Xiao Fengxian turned around when she heard the sound: "Sister-in-law."

He quietly hid his hands behind his back and stared at Wei Zi who was approaching from far away. When he smiled, his lips were red and his teeth were white and innocent.

The hands hidden behind the back have distinct joints and are slender like jade, but blood is still dripping between the fingers.

Viscous and bright red blood slowly dripped into the luxuriant peony bushes behind her.

The green branches of the flowers were slanting, and Hong Rui's body was thrown inside, crushing a cluster of flowers. Her black hair was disheveled and her expression was frightened. A bright red peony with the mouth of a bowl was hanging slightly from the branch, facing her empty blood. chest cavity.

"Brother Rong went to sleep. I saw that you haven't gone back, and I was worried, so I came here to have a look." Wei Zi frowned suddenly, "What is that red spot on your face?"

The spring rain wet some strands of Xiao Fengxian's forehead hair, which wetly stuck to his cheeks, making his complexion even more cold and coquettish. Hearing Wei Zi's words, his fox eyes deepened.

He was very careful just now, did he still get blood splashed on his face?

Wei Zi approached step by step: "Let me see."

Xiao Fengxian's heartbeat accelerated slightly.

If the little widow finds blood on his face, and finds out that he killed someone...

Would she be afraid of him?

Will he be regarded as a scourge?

Will she never want to get close to him again?

The Xiao family only treats him well with this little widow, if even she wants to abandon him...

Xiao Fengxian's Danfeng eyes became darker and darker.

Because of the corpse, Xiao Fengxian didn't dare to turn his body sideways, he stood there upright, his mind turned a thousand times, and in just a short moment, he almost thought of seven or eight kinds of lies to justify himself.

"Sister-in-law—"

"It turned out to be a petal."

Wei Zi smiled, gently wiped it off with a handkerchief, and said bluntly, "It just rained in the garden, and peach petals blew onto your cheeks, but you didn't even notice."

It's peach petals...

Xiao Fengxian's boulder hanging over his heart quietly fell to the ground.

He still pretended to be obedient, and walked back together with Wei Zi: "What did Rong Jiarong say to his sister-in-law? Did he speak ill of me behind my back?"

"He said that you are very smart at reading, but you don't work hard. He also said that you are always a bully, so no one wants to make friends with you."

"He talks nonsense, sister-in-law, don't believe him."

The two returned to the house, and Wei Zi went back to the wing to rest.

She closed the door, not forgetting to fasten the latch securely.

She didn't look at the white handkerchief until she confirmed that Xiao Fengxian was not in front of her.

The veil was stained with mottled blood, which was wiped from Xiao Fengxian's cheek.

She bit her lip, and tremblingly dipped the handkerchief into the basin to wash it off.

She knew whose blood it was.

It's Hong Rui.

Tonight, Hongrui excused her stomachache and resigned early, but her face full of love didn't look like she had a stomachache, she was clearly chasing after her second brother.

She didn't show up again after she left, and I'm afraid she won't show up again in the future.

But her second brother is not an unreasonable person, it must be because Hongrui made mistakes first.

Wei Zi poured out the blood, feeling that he was fair and did not favor Xiao Fengxian at all.

(End of this chapter)