Qianlan sighed, thinking of Qing Zijin, who was still staying in the city at the moment, she felt a little sorry, and more distressed.

Zijin is a good child, and she shouldn't be treated like this by fate.

Without giving any instructions to Man Xiu, Qianlan slowly stood up and walked towards Er Yaju step by step. Qi Wenyun was tinkering with those herbs in the front hall, and when he saw Qianlan coming, he didn't pay attention to her. She walked to the back hall on her own, looked at the man squatting by the medicine stove, and said something inexplicable: "It's almost there." ”

"Huh?" The man raised his eyes and saw Qianlan, and hurriedly got up and saluted: "I've seen the door master." ”

Qianlan sighed again and turned to leave.

……

Zhongli Boqian remembered that he had heard the news about his brother in Weiyang City, and wondered whether to go to Qingning Courtyard to see him and inquire what had happened to him. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to take a look at him, how to say that he was also his brother.

The temple was spotlessly cleaned, so clean that there was no trace of human touch. Zhongli Boqian pushed open his brother's bedroom, he was lying on the couch in a decadent manner, his eyes staring blankly at the top of the tent, his ears did not hear what was happening outside the window, he just wanted to be quiet and do nothing. Naturally, no one else could disturb him.

"Didn't this king say that you are not allowed to disturb?" When Zhongli Bojun heard the sound of the door opening, he turned over angrily, and caught a glimpse of Zhongli Boqian, who was stunned, and then he restrained the anger on his face: "Qian'er, are you back?" ”

"yes!" Zhongli Boqian took his words and walked to his couch: "Is my brother going to get married?" He Qian'er went out once and heard such news. ”

"Marriage, hehehe......" Zhongli Bojun smiled: "Yes, my brother is getting married, does Qian'er want to know who the future sister-in-law is?" ”

Seeing him like this, Zhongli Boqian's heart began to become nervous: "If my brother is willing to say it, I will say it." If she is unwilling, Qian'er will naturally not be reluctant. ”

"It's the daughter of the left minister, Li Xishuang!"

"Li Xishuang?" Zhongli Boqian's mood fluctuated greatly, from nervousness to resistance: "Why did my brother marry her?" ”

"Because ......" because of what? Because of power? He can't tell Qian'er that!

"Brother, please think again." Although Zhongli Boqian didn't want him to be with Wei Ziyu, and he didn't want him to be decadent because he wanted to marry Li Xishuang, Zhongli Boqian also felt that he was contradictory, but how many people in this world can really handle everything?

"It's not Ziyu, it's the same for anyone to marry." Zhongli Bojun turned over, pulled the futon over his head, and said in a muffled voice: "Qian'er go back, I want to be alone for my brother." ”

Zhongli Boqian sighed, glanced at the figure on the couch, and got up to leave.

My brother wants to marry Li Xishuang, the daughter of the left minister, what will Ziyu think, does Ziyu know about this? Zhongli Boqian doesn't remember when he liked Li Xishuang, and if his brother married someone else, Ziyu would be sad. If the brother doesn't marry someone else, he will be sad. It's uncomfortable to be horizontal and vertical, how can there be so many tangled things in life?

Looking at my brother like that, I don't know what happened to my eldest brother. You want to give up Wei Ziyu, so you lock yourself in the bedroom?

Zhongli Boqian thought of Wei Ziyu and hurriedly ran to the Wei Mansion. Presumably at this time, she already knew that her brother had made a marriage with Li Xishuang, and she should feel uncomfortable. Before he knew it, he had already rushed to the captain's mansion. Some time ago, he stayed in the Weifu, and the subordinates recognized him, and when they saw him coming, they hurriedly ran to inform Wei Ziyu.

Zhongli Boqian came to Wangyunxuan, and Wei Ziyu was squatting in the courtyard with a small iron hoe to plant something. She buried her head in a small mud pit, tears falling into the mud pit one by one, and held a handful of red beans in her left hand.

Black Moon and Liel stood aside, helpless.

"Ziyu."

"I buried the old red beans in the soil, and after the spring is gone, the ripe red beans are no longer the same as before." Wei Ziyu lowered his head, his voice trembling a little.

"Ziyu." Zhongli Boqian couldn't say a word of comfort, so he had to squat down beside her and accompany her to do what she wanted.

"I'm fine, I can put it down."

Wei Ziyu lowered her head and dug a small dirt pit, Zhongli Boqian took the red beans in her hand and sprinkled them into the small dirt pit.

"I'm not sad, I'm not sad, really, not at all."

"Bo Qian knows."

Wei Ziyu denied his mood at the moment, persuaded himself again and again, trying to deceive himself. But she couldn't control her more and more collapsed emotions, and the arrival of Zhongli Boqian made her feel that she had been wronged to the extreme.

"Bo Qian." Wei Ziyu threw down the small iron hoe, hugged the neck of Zhongli Boqian, who was squatting next to him, and cried out.

Zhongli Boqian paused, and the red beans in his palm were scattered all over the ground, and Wei Ziyu just called him Boqian?

Zhongli Boqian simply put down the remaining red beans in his hand, reached out to hug her, patted her back gently, and murmured: "It's okay, cry if you want to, Boqian will always be by Ziyu's side." ”

"Uh......h Why? "Why did he hurt her again and again......

Seeing this, Heiyue and Li'er consciously walked to the gate of the courtyard and watched.

Zhongli Boqian comforted her, and she hugged Zhongli Boqian's neck and cried for a long time. Tired of crying, she realized it later, and found herself hugging Zhongli Boqian, feeling his warmth, and there was a faint fragrance of laughter on her body, Zhongli Boqian's taste was clearly sweet.

"Your Highness the Seventh, it's rude." Wei Ziyu broke free from Zhongli Boqian's embrace and stepped aside.

"Crying?" Zhongli Boqian pursed his lips and smiled, seeing that her face was flushed, and he lowered his eyebrows and picked up the red beans scattered on the ground. Seeing this, Wei Ziyu hurriedly followed him to pick up red beans.

"Planting and planting red beans is just so that when the spring goes to the summer solstice, you can drink red bean soup."

"Oh?" Zhong Li Boqian looked at the quibbling Wei Ziyu with a smile: "Lovesick and sad? ”

"What lovesickness? Miss Ben isn't sad at all, okay? Wei Ziyu glanced away with a weak heart: "It's just planting red beans, and that's all there is to it." ”

"There are so many beans in the world, red beans, mung beans, soybeans, peas, edamame, fence beans, but Ziyu has to plant red beans when he is sad."

"Zhongli Boqian." Wei Ziyu was annoyed and angry, and was so angry that he called Zhongli Boqian's name: "Believe it or not, Miss Ben beat you into a fence bean." ”

"Believe, whatever Ziyu does, Bo Qian believes."

"Okay, you, don't give up until you reach the Yellow River."

Wei Ziyu got up and ran after Zhongli Boqian all over the yard, Zhongli Boqian grimaced at her as he ran, making her burst into tears and laugh. The two people guarding outside the courtyard looked at Wangyun Xuan, whose atmosphere had changed abruptly, and had to sigh at the ability of the Seventh Highness.

It was still gloomy just now, but at this moment it was laughter and laughter, and the person who could make the young master forget his troubles for a while was no one else except His Highness the Seventh.

Zhongli Boqian waited until Wei Ziyu completely forgot about his troubles before leaving, as soon as he left on the front foot, Wei Shangqing returned to the Wei's Mansion on the back foot, and Wei Baiye followed closely and also returned. Wei Baiye, who had been in the garrison camp for a whole day, was so tired that he just wanted to collapse on the couch at the moment.

Sure enough, generals are not easy to be, and if you want to be prosperous, rich and powerful, you must endure hardships that ordinary people can't bear. Of course, the theory that Yu Baiye came up with is only applicable to ordinary people, and those princes and nobles are forgotten.

During the meal, Wei Shangqing mentioned the siege of the prince's mansion.

"The crown prince assassinated King Ping earlier and almost destroyed King Ping's mansion, but fortunately, King Ping and his concubines were fine. Now that it has been found out that the prince framed and used Baiyang to frame King Xian, the palms and backs of his hands are full of meat, and his children are killing each other, and the emperor must feel uncomfortable. Wei Shangqing's brows furrowed tightly.

"Father, what are you doing with all those things? The children of our Wei family will love each other and live in harmony. Wei Baiye took Wei Shangqing's words.

"Father, don't think so much about it, it's not about the Wei family, don't worry about it." Wei Ziyu admonished.

When Wei Shangqing heard this, she raised her eyes to look at Wei Ziyu, her eyebrows were pale.

"The slaughter of the Ping Palace, which was slaughtered by the assassins, was blocked by the emperor. The others only knew that the prince was imprisoned, but they did not know what he had done. Wei Shangqing continued, remembering the news he heard not long ago, he glanced at Wei Ziyu, and saw that her expression was indifferent, so Wei Shangqing spoke: "I heard that King Xian and Miss Xishuang of the Zuo Xiangjia are married." ”

"Hmm." Yu Ziyu responded.

Wei Baiye glanced at Wei Shangqing.

Wei Shangqing disagreed, there were some wounds that had to be completely removed to heal the carrion: "King Xian came to the mansion not long ago, saying that he wanted to ask the emperor to marry Ziyu, but after being refused, he turned around and married Miss Xishuang of the Zuo Xiang family." ”

"Hmm." Yu Ziyu responded.

"Ziyu! Do you see the true face of this man? He doesn't deserve your depression. Wei Shangqing said bitterly, Yun'er was not there, he had to be a father and a mother again: "You should cheer up and find a husband who loves you, instead of wasting time on King Xian, saying nothing for your father will not let you be his concubine, but you can't follow in your sister's footsteps, blame your father for appearing too late, and let your sister fall into the pit of King Xian's mansion." ”

"Father." Seeing Wei Shangqing's anxious appearance of not being able to eat, Wei Ziyu's heart was warm, and he couldn't help laughing: "Father, don't worry so much, Ziyu is fine." ”

"Alas~" Wei Shangqing kept thinking about it, holding the porcelain bowl in his rough big hand, and sighed: "Xin'er will definitely have a bad life in the future, King Xian married a concubine, even if Xin'er has no intention of competing for favor, then Li Xishuang may not let Xin'er stay in peace." ”

Yu Baiye glanced at Wei Ziyu, and the two looked at each other and smiled. Father is so lenient, if he doesn't think of a solution now, he won't have a good dinner tonight.

"Father, don't worry!" Wei Ziyu glanced at Wei Baiye and said with a smile: "The Great Qi Dynasty is open to the people, if my sister can't get by, let King Xian send her back to the Wei Mansion and allow others." ”

"This is the way it works."

"That's all it can be."

"Father, let's eat quickly! Another day, Yu went to ask her sister's opinion. ”

"Okay."

This matter is resolved, and Wei Shangqing can eat with peace of mind, although Wei Kexin is not his biological daughter, it is rare to have a fate and become a family. As a family, we should think about each other. As a family, we should support each other.