After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 400: Brother Xianji is the person who treats me the best

After Wei Ling left, Wei Zi went to see Zhou Xianji holding a hand warmer.

The north wind whistled outside the palace, and the bedroom was filled with the familiar scent of bitter herbs.

"Your Highness?"

She stepped into the inner hall and saw Zhou Xianji holding a snow-white fox fur, sitting by the window playing chess with her.

His face was much paler, and the hot tea in his hand was emitting tea mist, which made the man's eyebrows look like clouds and mountains.

Zhou Xianji raised his eyes: "Xiao Zi is here? Sit down."

Wei Zi handed him the hand warmer: "I heard from the palace people that you coughed several times last night? Have you ever seen the imperial doctor?"

The temperature of the hand warmer is suitable.

Zhou Xianji held it in his arms and slowly closed his eyes, his whole body seemed to have warmed up again.

He said slowly: "It doesn't matter."

He actually didn't know how to tell Wei Zi that he probably wouldn't live for a few days.

His body was on the verge of reaching its limit. Hua Yannong said it was a miracle that he had survived from late autumn to now.

Wei Zi glanced at the chess game on the chessboard: "My father came to see me and said that His Majesty made him a Taiwei."

Zhou Xianji also heard a little about the events of the previous dynasty.

He picked up a chess piece from the chess basket and pressed it gently on the chessboard: "It is a method used by emperors to deprive themselves of power by rising up and down secretly."

"I guess it's because of His Highness?" Wei Zi worried, "Is Your Majesty afraid of Your Highness?"

Zhou Xianji shook his head: "Not only because of me, but also because of Xiao Fengxian. According to the information I got, the battle was won at the border, and the news should be officially spread to Shangjing in the next two days. And among them, the one who has achieved the most military exploits is undoubtedly Xiao Fengxian. He Now that he has a strong sense of self-respect, the emperor has begun to have a problem with him. The correspondence between you and Xiao Fengxian this year was sent through the post. The emperor has probably guessed that the relationship between you and him is far more than a simple relationship between uncle and sister-in-law. I want to use you and your family to restrain Xiao Fengxian."

Wei Zi's pupils narrowed slightly.

Zhou Xianji placed another piece on the chessboard.

His voice was calm and firm: "However, I will not let him get his wish."

When the first snow fell in Beijing, good news came from the front line. It was said that they had won a great victory over the Yan army. Not only had they recaptured the thirteen northern states one after another, the Emperor of Dayan also took the initiative to surrender and sue for peace.

All civil and military officials in the court came to celebrate. The emperor was overjoyed and held a palace banquet for three days and three nights, with silk, bamboo, music and music going on day and night.

Wei Zi had no intention of attending the palace banquet.

Because Zhou Xianji fell ill.

It was dusk, and through the high palace wall, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music at the banquet could be faintly heard.

Wei Zi led the imperial doctor through the corridor and hurriedly entered Zhou Xianji's bedroom, only to see that the man was not lying on the couch.

She was surprised: "Your Highness?!"

Zhou Xianji's hand in his sleeve quietly squeezed the small jade bottle Hua Yannong gave him.

Just now, he took the last vermilion pill.

His cheeks were filled with blood, and he said warmly: "I'm fine, so there's no need to alarm the imperial doctor. I heard that there will be a hundred opera performances in the capital tonight. Xiao Zi, can we go out of the palace to watch it together?"

Wei Zi looked at him carefully and saw that there was nothing unusual about him, so she nodded.

When the carriage was hitched, Zhou Xianji came out of the dormitory.

He changed his clothes.

The moon-white brocade robe embroidered with fairy deer patterns complements his jade trees in the wind. The snow-white fox fur on the outside adds a bit of grace and elegance. His hair is tied up with a gold hairpin, and he wears a jade ring on his waist. His eyebrows are like the moon. He looks fresh and distant, yet gentle and noble.

Wei Zi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "This is the first time I've seen His Highness dressed like this."

Zhou Xianji said warmly: "Does it look good?"

"Good-looking." Wei Zi nodded seriously, "More handsome than other men in the capital."

Zhou Xianji laughed.

The two left the palace in a carriage. The street market was indeed very lively tonight, with vendors selling all kinds of gadgets, folk artists performing juggling songs and dances in groups, and the market bustling with noisy people.

The city is full of splendor, with endless lanterns dotted in the sky, almost blocking out the moonlight and starlight tonight. It was rare for Wei Zi to visit the night market, and even her steps were a little jumpy.

She jogged to a stall and picked up a bunch of candied haws: "Your Highness, I want to buy this."

Zhou Xianji bought her candied haws.

The lanterns are brilliant.

He looked at Wei Zi beside him. She was wearing a pomegranate red embroidered gold pleated skirt tonight. The turquoise narrow-sleeved outer dress made her little face extra white and delicate. There was a beautiful gold lock hanging on her chest. The Yingluo is exactly the same as the golden hairpin in the bun.

She walked through the streets holding the candied haws in her hand, looking delicate and elegant, with a smile on her face that she had never seen before in the palace.

"Xiao Zi..."

He whispered the name, even his tone was extremely gentle.

He has never been as eager as he is now, longing for this street to be longer, longer, preferably never ending. It seems that only in this way can he keep looking at Xiao Zi.

There are many lively places on the street.

Zhou Xianji took Wei Zi to play pot throwing and archery.

His riding and shooting skills are top-notch, and he can do the tricks in the market with ease.

He gave Wei Zi the stuffed rabbit he won. The rabbit was designed and sewn by the stall proprietress herself. It was modestly dressed in a pomegranate red satin skirt and had two ribbons tied around its long ears.

Zhou Xianji felt that the delicate appearance of this rabbit was a bit similar to Wei Zi.

The two of them were tired of playing and sat in a restaurant facing the street to have tea.

Zhou Xianji booked the entire restaurant.

Wei Zi didn't ask any questions, just hugged the rabbit and sat with him on the back of the beauty on the fourth floor.

From here you can overlook the entire prosperous Shangjing city.

The golden sea of ​​lights stretched into the distance, and further away, the land was vast and dark, with only scattered villages still lighting up. The mountains and rivers outlined black lines under the sky, like landscape paintings splashed with ink on rice paper.

A small red clay stove cooks wine.

Wei Zi raised her head: "Your Highness, it's snowing."

Zhou Xianji sat beside her.

His lips were extremely pale. He slowly raised his eyes, and sure enough he saw fine snow falling on the sky.

The cold wind hit him, and he suddenly coughed several times with difficulty.

The handkerchief covering his lips was quickly stained red with blood.

The blood stained his thin lips, showing a strange and coquettish beauty.

He clenched the handkerchief tightly and looked at Wei Zi blankly.

Wei Zi was still looking at the heavy snowfall in the sky, Shuixing's eyes were clear and gentle: "On the Lantern Festival of the year when I was abducted, there seemed to be such a heavy snowfall in the capital. Renyazi ignored me and cried all the way, and stuffed me forcefully. Entering the cabin, I rowed southward along the moat. I saw the capital getting farther and farther away from me, and I couldn't help but cry louder. At that time, it was strange that I didn't call for my mother to save me. Your Highness, you guessed what I called. who is it?"

Zhou Xianji said warmly: "Is it me?"

Wei Zi laughed, and the small pear dimples on her cheeks made her look sweet and soft.

She said: "I lay on the side of the boat, crying and calling for brother Xianji to save me. It turned out that in my subconscious when I was young, the person who treated me best was not my mother, but brother Xianji. After so many years, I came back again. Jing, Brother Xianji still treats me as before... Brother Xianji treats me the best, I know."

Zhou Xianji's head rested lightly on Wei Zi's shoulder.

The snow is falling heavily.

He closed his eyes, with a gentle smile still on his thin lips.

He walked quietly.

Wei Zi closed her eyes.

Tears rolled down.

"Brother Xianji..."