After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 81 Pink and Delicate
Qingju thinks this proposal is very good.

Just "happy like a dog", what the hell is that?

Green pomelo is good at imitating other people's handwriting.

She imitated Wei Zi's handwriting and tone, wrote a letter with splashes of ink, and sent someone to Yingchuan.

Yingchuan is rich.

Xiao Fengxian bought a big house near the White Deer Academy, and built a martial arts arena and a horse farm. Except for going to the academy to attend classes every day, she almost stayed in the house for the rest of the time, practicing archery and martial arts.

Nan Zhu came to look for Xiao Fengxian with the letter. The young man was riding on a vigorous black-maned horse, and the horse's hooves raised waves of dust, whistling past like a wild wind.

Nan Zhu shouted: "Young master, a letter from Miss Wei!"

The boy reined in.

His long hair was curled up in a dark green headband and a slightly curly high ponytail. When he looked back, his fox eyes were deeper and more ruthless than a few months ago.

He got off his horse, took off the buckskin gloves and threw them to the boy.

Opening the letter presented by Nan Zhu, three sheets of letter paper were densely filled with words.

From the recent situation of the Xiao Mansion to the business situation of Ziqi Donglai, from the persimmon tree in autumn to the first plum blossom in early winter, the content is extremely detailed, and then he asked him in a long way if he was still used to it in Yingchuan, and whether there was anyone in the academy. People bullied him.

Seeing that his young master was fascinated, Nan Zhu couldn't help but look boldly.

——The north wind is coming, and the weather is a bit colder at night.I go to bed every night, sleepless alone, and miss my second brother very much. When I dream back at midnight, I often dream of reuniting with my second brother.I like the box of jewelry that my second brother gave me very much. Now I choose a few pieces to wear on my body, and I touch them every now and then, as if I were touching my second brother's hand.It's time to tailor winter clothes. What color dress do you think I look better in?I plan to cut it out and show it to my second brother in the future.Hope to reply you.

Nan Zhu was stunned.

Ms. Wei, such an honest and traditional backdoor girl, is so enthusiastic in her letter!

It seems that she doesn't reject the young master as much as she appears on the surface!
Sure enough, the needle in the bottom of a woman's heart is really unpredictable!
How could his young master be overjoyed when he received such a letter? !
However, Xiao Fengxian did not look very happy.

He threw the letter to Nan Zhu: "Burn it."

Nan Zhu was stunned, puzzled: "Young master, this is a letter from Miss Wei! Why don't you reply her?"

"No return."

Xiao Fengxian got on the horse with a sullen face, clamped the horse's belly, and galloped away.

The north wind whistled past my ears.

What about "Letter from Miss Wei", the widow's characters were taught by him himself, so he can't recognize them?

The handwriting on the paper looks like her portrait, but the details are completely different.

This is simply written by Luyou on his own initiative.

He has been away for more than four months.

Apart from sending 100 taels of silver for living expenses every month, the little widow didn't even say hello, which was really annoying.

It can be seen that she does not have him in her heart.

The more Xiao Fengxian thought about it, the more angry he became, he couldn't help but bowed his bow and set up an arrow, and violently shot at the target a hundred meters away.

Outside the arena, Nan Zhu was holding a letter.

Miss Wei has already taken the initiative to step down for the young master, what a virtuous girl, but their young master just doesn't appreciate it.

Weird!

He thought about it, put the letter in his arms, and decided to write a reply instead of Xiao Fengxian.

half a month later.

The first snow of this winter fell in Shanyin County.

Qingju excitedly took the letter and came to Luyou: "Yingchuan replied!"

The two watched it together, and the letters were full of thoughts, full of the thoughts of their young master.

Looking at it, Qingju blushed, and couldn't help but read out in a cadence: "I am in Yingchuan, and I miss my sister-in-law very much. The long night is long, lovesickness makes me sick, and it is difficult to sleep. Because I miss you so much, I often wake up in my dreams. I met my sister-in-law here. As for my sister-in-law asking me which color dress looks better, I think pink is more suitable for you. Pink is delicate and delicate. When I go home, my sister-in-law will definitely wear a pink dress and wait for me outside the door."

Luyou put her arms around Qingju, laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten up.

"Pink is delicate..." Luyou thumped the table, "It turns out that the young master likes pink, our young master is so coquettish!"

Qingju laughed for a long time, then rubbed her sore face and said: "I can't stop laughing, hurry up, let's reply quickly."

Wei Zi didn't know about their small actions in private.

She sat beside the stove sewing clothes, heard the north wind whistling outside the window, looked up, and saw snowflakes falling in the gloomy sky, and a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the branches of plum blossoms.

"Snowing……"

she murmured.

She looked at the small study again, counting the time, the man had been gone for more than four months.

After walking for so long, I didn't even report that I was safe.

In the whole world, there is no one more irritating than him.

She thought, looking at the clothes in her hand.

The clothes are thick jackets, cut from black satin material, and embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs and neckline with layers of complicated impatiens flowers, stuffed with delicate and soft goose down, worn on the body in cold winter , must be very light and warm.

Wei Zi lowered his head and bit off the silk thread, and there was a hint of worry in his milk chestnut peach eyes.

Having said that, that person's stature is growing fast, and I don't know if the size is right, maybe he should make it a little wider...

The boudoir was quiet, and the charcoal fire burning in the fireplace made a beeping sound.

The girl sighed softly, and then looked at the cloak on the tree.

It is a rare and precious fox fur cloak. The silver-white fox fur is smooth and thick, and the purple fur tip is extraordinarily graceful and luxurious. When she passed by the market yesterday, she immediately fell in love with it. She thought that the man would look good wearing it, So he did not hesitate to spend 300 taels of silver to buy it.

She planned to send this cloak to Xiao Fengxian together with the jacket she made by herself.

"There is also charcoal fire, ordinary charcoal is so smoky, how can he bear it? You have to send two baskets of silver charcoal." She counted her fingers, "There are also hand stoves, quilts, boots..."

After all the calculations, it seemed as if he wanted to send a whole house of things to Yingchuan.

By the time the things are really ready and sent, it is already the end of the year.

Yingchuan sent a letter back, saying that they would not go back to Shanyin County for the New Year.

"Not coming back for the New Year..."

Wei Zi stood under the eaves, holding the hand stove in his hands, and gently exhaled a small cloud of white mist.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes slowly drooped.

She prepared a lot of delicious food, smoked sausage, sun-dried bacon, pickled pickled cabbage, and a jar of freshly brewed plum wine. She planned to cook a sumptuous meal and spend New Year's Eve with Xiao Fengxian, but he I just won't come back...

Xiao Fengxian...

She knew that he would step into the officialdom in the future, and would have power over the world. Jinlin is not a thing in a pool. As he grows up, he will go to a more prosperous and wider world, the small back house of the Xiao Mansion, the shade of the poor mountains and rivers. County, naturally can't trap him.

As for her...

She is a dull and boring county widow, so naturally it is impossible for her to attract him all the time.

He is a goshawk that never returns.

"It's fine if you don't come back," she said in a very soft voice, gently raised her peach eyes, and the corners of her bright red lips tried to show a gratified smile, "He doesn't belong here in the first place."

It's just a pity, the sausages and bacon she smoked herself.

Do too much.

(End of this chapter)