Wei Ziyu buried his head in his waist and sobbed in a low voice. In normal times, Yu Baiye would definitely take her into his arms without hesitation, gently pat her back, and comfort her loudly.

Ever since his father said that, Wei Baiye found that he couldn't face Wei Ziyu, let alone reach out to hug her.

"Wei Baiye, you are so indifferent today." Wei Ziyu cried for a long time, not being comforted, and raised his head and stared at Yu Baiye with resentment. The little face of the crying flower and the resentful look made Yu Baiye laugh.

This is normal Wei Ziyu.

She hides all her thoughts, and if she wants to cry, she cries in the way of Wei Ziyu. As Qing Zijin, even if the sky falls, she will not cry at will.

"Ziyu!" Wei Baiye sat down beside her and explained in a serious voice, "It's not that my brother doesn't comfort you, but my father...... Father he ......"

Wei Baiye was a little embarrassed, how could he say to Yu Ziyu that she was his sister!

"What's wrong with him?" Yu Ziyu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Isn't it rumored recently that you like His Royal Highness King Ping?"

"I'm ......," Wei Ziyu denied in righteous words.

"Brother naturally knows that you are actually ...... It is His Royal Highness that I like, and when I mention King Xian, you become wrong. Yu Baiye looked at Wei Ziyu, whose eyes were gradually dimming, and sure enough, it was like this: "I heard people say that you saw someone alone in Xiangyi Building today, and that person is His Royal Highness King Xian, right?" ”

"Hmm." Wei Ziyu nodded, not denying his words.

"Didn't I discuss with my father in the study just now that you did the right thing about going to Xiangyi Building today?" Wei Baiye suddenly became excited: "Then chatting and chatting about your life's events, my father said that I would find a solid husband for you in the army, but my brother thought that the army was not all rough men, so he refuted his father a few words, and then ......"

"You and your father are so idle." Wei Ziyu rolled her eyes, the two men discussed her marriage, she didn't hate to marry: "Say, my father and brother are in such a hurry to push me out, don't you want to support me?" I knew that Ziyu was drunk and crazy last time and was disgusted by his brother. ”

"It's not." Yu Baiye hurriedly waved his hand: "That's not the case, Ziyu." I said to my father that I want to find you a husband who is excellent in all aspects, and that both temperament and appearance must meet the requirements, so my father argued with me, and in a fit of anger, he actually ......"

"Brother, can you stop panting when you speak?"

"My father actually asked me to marry you, saying that the fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders." Yu Baiye quickly said this, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, quite a posture of covering his ears and stealing the bell.

"......" Wei Ziyu heard this, and hurriedly got up and kept a distance of three feet from him: "Don't come here!" ”

"Wronged!" Yu Baiye wanted to cry without tears: "You will always be a good sister in my heart, and I don't have any thoughts about you." ”

Wei Baiye hurriedly explained that he was really a contradictory person. Just wanted to keep his distance from Wei Ziyu, but now that Wei Ziyu disliked him and took the initiative to keep his distance, he panicked again.

"Father, he ......" is probably crazy.

It wasn't until Wei Baiye left that Wei Ziyu faced his heart. Zhongli Bojun is the first person she likes, if she wants to give up, it will inevitably make her feel distressed, if she doesn't give up, her heart will be very tormented. But...... No matter what she did to herself, Zhongli Bojun did not appear in front of her, and he never appeased himself.

Zhongli Bojun didn't care about her......

He came out of the summer breeze and disappeared into the ice crystals of winter. Perhaps, it's time to say goodbye to him. Separated from the first person he liked, and ended the relationship.

She is not from this world, and her natural thoughts are different from theirs. It's normal to divide and close, and it's normal to cry sadly. If a person is not suitable for her, then separate. Over time, those feelings that once sprouted will slowly wither until they turn to ashes. It's not that she can't live without anyone, and she doesn't have to be anyone.

From now on, no matter who Zhongli Bojun marries as his princess, no matter how many concubines he takes, it has nothing to do with her Wei Ziyu.

He let go, and he still held on to that empty feeling, which was too ridiculous. Wei Ziyu didn't know what he had gained by torturing himself for so long. That man...... never promised her anything, everything was Wei Ziyu's own illusion. Zhongli Bojun is gentle with everyone, and Wei Ziyu mistakenly takes this gentleness for love. Zhongli Bojun was just using her, and Wei Ziyu mistakenly thought that he cared about him.

He had never promised her anything, never. It's her own passion, it's her eyes looking forward to it...... Looking forward to the happiness that can't wait. They are not people of the same world, let alone people of the same road.

Zhongli Bojun is the one who wants to ascend to the throne of God, and she Wei Ziyu only looks forward to one day traveling all over the world and eating all the world's delicacies. One has the world in mind, and the other is so selfish that he can only pretend to be himself. One is high above, the other is humble to the dust. A noble prince and a philistine.

The distance between them...... Far, far away......

Wei Ziyu, who thought about everything clearly, breathed a sigh of relief, but he also felt sad for the memories of the past.

But she shouldn't be pestering anymore, should she?

……

The winter poetry meeting came as scheduled, and since Wei Ziyu was the second lady who had not left the cabinet in the Wei Mansion, Concubine Yuan sent someone to send the post to the house. Wei Ziyu figured out the barrier between himself and Zhongli Bojun, and decided to let go. She lived a lot more comfortably, although she occasionally recalled Zhongli Bojun's face, and occasionally recalled the bits and pieces in the Xianwang Mansion, but all this from the moment Bai Yang died...... And they could not go back.

The weather was cold, the sky was overcast, and lead-colored clouds covered the land. Yu Ziyu sat in front of the dressing mirror, letting the maids comb her hair in a bun and dress her in cumbersome clothes three layers inside and three layers outside. The maids brought her a walker and brought her a solid red coat and cloak, the edge of which was decorated with pure white fox fur.

Wei Ziyu and the maids walked to the door of the Weifu, in the winter of the sixteenth year of Zhenming of the Great Qi Dynasty, the first snow fell on the day of the Winter Poetry Conference. Wei Ziyu raised her eyes to the sky, and tiny snowflakes fell on her red coat and cloak. She is like a red plum blooming in the cold winter, so bright that people can't take their eyes off it.

"Miss, the slave will help you into the carriage." Li'er stepped forward and helped Wei Ziyu to climb into the carriage. With the shouts of the coachman, the carriage slowly drove away from the governor's mansion. Wei Ziyu really wanted to see the first snow of this winter's first visit to the earth, so he lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Not far away stood a man in an inky cloak, his back to her.

Wei Ziyu knew that he was Zhongli Bojun.

The elegance of admiring the snow was gone, and he put down the curtain, leaned on Li'er's shoulder, and fell asleep.

On the Fanghua Hall of Concubine Yuan, some people have come one after another, and they are all dressed elegantly and decently. Li Xishuang was dressed in a pure white cloak, standing in the plum garden of Fanghua Hall with several official ladies, blending with the flying snow in the sky.

She and Wei Ziyu, one is like plum and the other is like snow.

The official lady who was surrounding Li Xishuang also saw Wei Ziyu who came over, and wanted to slap Li Xishuang, how could she not give Wei Ziyu a little color?

Anyway, that Wei Ziyu was just a righteous daughter adopted by General Wei, and before she became the second lady of the Wei Mansion, she was still the envoy of the Xian Wangfu. Now that she has flown on the branches and become a phoenix, she still can't get rid of her innate vulgarity.

"Miss Xishuang, isn't that the righteous daughter adopted by General Wei? How did she deserve to come to the winter poetry meeting supervised by Concubine Yuan? ”

"That's it, a rough girl, do you know what poetry is?"

Li Xishuang stared at the red plum in the garden with her eyes, and looked at Wei Ziyu who came not far away, dressed like this, it was like that.

"Miss Xishuang, when this kind of person was in the Xianwang Mansion, he must have tried his best to provoke His Royal Highness the Xianwang, and now His Royal Highness the Xianwang ignores her, and she doesn't know what way to make General Wei recognize her as a righteous daughter."

"Isn't the eldest lady of the Weifu the concubine of King Xian? Maybe she was shy to please Miss Wei, so she got this opportunity to fly on the branches. ”

……

Li Xishuang let them say a word and slander Wei Ziyu. Anyway, people don't care, what does she care.

Yu Ziyu came to the edge of the plum garden, staring at the red plum in the garden with big eyes, I don't know if it is a flower lining people, or people lining flowers. Yu Ziyu and the red plum stood together, complementing each other, and they were as beautiful as a picture.

The painter invited by Concubine Yuan waited in Fanghua Hall early, and when he saw such a Wei Ziyu, he couldn't help but pick up a pen to outline her outline on the silk silk.

Isn't the poetry meeting of each season just to screen concubines for the princes in the palace?

Wei Ziyu didn't take those words to heart, if she was before, she would have drawn her sword and taken the head of the talker. Why take the false words of a group of ants seriously. Qing Zijin is impulsive and indifferent, while Yu Ziyu's characteristic is forbearance.

She is both Qingzijin and Wei Ziyu, so she can naturally bend and stretch.

The official lady beside Li Xishuang walked up to Wei Ziyu and sneered: "Isn't this Miss Wei Er?" ”

"May I ask who you are......" Wei Ziyu smiled politely at her.

"Huh...... I didn't even know Miss Ben, and I came to participate in the Winter Poetry Party. ”

"I should ...... Do you know you? Wei Ziyu had a decent smile on his lips, but his eyes were quenched with ice, which looked even colder than the red plums blooming in the snow.

"Miss Ben is Zhao Qian, the concubine of the Zhao Mansion." Even if she is just the concubine of the Zhao Mansion, she is much more noble than this girl who flew on the branches as a phoenix, and when she reported to her family, the sense of superiority in her bones made her more confident.

"Really?" Wei Ziyu hooked her lips and smiled: "Since Miss Zhao dares to report her home, then ...... Let's enjoy the plum blossoms in this plum garden! ”

"How?" Zhao Qian walked to her side: "Second Miss Wei doesn't know that this Fanghua Hall is holding a winter poetry meeting?" If you can't even write poetry, why bother to come here and be embarrassed? ”

Wei Ziyu lowered her head and smiled lightly, but did not answer her words. It's true that she can't compose poetry, but she memorizes a lot of poetry.

Zhao Qian turned his head and looked at Li Xishuang flatteringly: "Miss Xishuang is both talented and beautiful, why don't you let Miss Xishuang come up with a question?" ”

"Yes, yes!" The others surrounded her and looked at her like a strange thing.

Wei Ziyu thought of the people who bullied her in her previous life, and they also surrounded themselves in the corner like this. But now that she is also Qingzijin, what is she afraid of? She should have puffed up her chest and resisted, didn't she?

If you want to bully you, how can you be sad or happy? The reason why the scourge lasts for thousands of years is that they have no conscience and are unscrupulous in everything they do.

"Since everyone is kindly invited, I can't postpone it." Li Xishuang stood in front of Wei Ziyu and smiled decently, without the slightest domineering posture: "In this case, how about Miss Wei Er take advantage of this scene to make a love poem?" ”

Li Xishuang knew that Wei Ziyu had saved herself. But she stayed in King Xian's Mansion, and she wanted to snatch her beloved, so she ...... She's damned.

"Broken love poems?" Wei Ziyu smiled self-deprecatingly: "Miss Xishuang is really considerate, so it's okay." ”

decided to break off the relationship with Zhongli Bojun, and this Li Xishuang came to poke her wound again.

Wei Ziyu lowered her head and thought for a moment, the poem of broken love, she liked Yan Jidao's 'Qingping Le can't keep people'. But the scene in the poem does not match the scene in front of you. Wei Ziyu was a little distressed, and the person in front of her was waiting to see her jokes!

"The plum garden is cold and plum, the branches and leaves are detached, and then the brocade book is closed, and the painting building is cloudy and rainless." Wei Ziyu lowered her eyebrows, only left the last four sentences of the poem, and changed one of them, she didn't understand poetry, so she could only use the poems of the ancients to solve her urgent needs. The last two sentences of this poem are also what she wants to say to Zhongli Bojun.

The official ladies present didn't expect that she could really compose poems, so they froze in place.

"Good poetry." The sunny voice passed through the crowd to Wei Ziyu's ears, and it also broke the anxiety in her heart. When Wei Ziyu heard the prestige, the person was also dressed in pure white, even if he was wearing heavy clothes, he didn't block the graceful waist.

"My name is Zhang Wan'er, Wei Ziyu, right? I've heard of you, it's better to see than to hear, Ziyu was born so brightly, so that this woman couldn't help but be moved when she saw it. ”

"Miss Wan'er, I heard my sister mention you, and she said that you are both talented and beautiful, both moral and artistic." A sincere smile finally bloomed on Wei Ziyu's lips, brightening the winter time.

"Let's go over there and talk." Zhang Wan'er stepped forward and took Wei Ziyu's arm and took her away from the group.

Li Xishuang and the others stood on the other side, and when they saw Zhang Wan'er intervening, Wei Ziyu was also the second lady of the Wei Mansion, so they didn't embarrass her anymore.

"They are all like this, they often talk to Li Xishuang, you don't have to care." Zhang Wan'er saw that she was a little lost, and hurriedly comforted her: "Your sister Wei Kexin was also bullied by them like this at the beginning, but you impressed me." ”

"Thank you, Miss Wan'er, for helping me out."

"You don't have to see outside." Zhang Wan'er smiled: "I just can't get used to their style, how can I say that you are also the second lady of the General's Mansion, you don't have to be afraid of them, you know?" ”

"Yes."

At first, Wei Ziyu was still very shy in front of Zhang Wan'er, and while chatting, he had the idea of hating to see each other. The two stood aside and smiled smartly, forming a scenery of their own.

Li Xishuang looked at the smiling two and glanced at Zhang Wan'er. That woman is always against her everywhere, even if she is both talented and beautiful, what about both virtue and art? People will only compliment themselves and will not identify with her.