Chapter 6 The feelings without formal confession are just an ambiguous affair

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He Yao led Yuan Yu to the most prosperous Tongluo Street.

Entering the cloth village, He Yao picked out a vermilion brocade satin, "Luo Jing wears red from time to time, and cut this material into a round-necked robe, the little marquis must look good when he wears it." ”

Yuan Yu glanced at it.

He used to be a thief, and the vermilion color was too eye-catching for him, but now that his identity has changed, it is not impossible to wear red.

He Yao excitedly picked out some other materials, and seeing that Yuan Yu had no opinions, he ordered the shopkeeper to take him to the inner room to measure his height and size.

While she was waiting outside, she suddenly heard an angry shout, "He Er! ”

He Yao turned around to look, and a young girl came by the maids holding the moon.

The girl wears a crown of flowers on her head, and her blue gauze skirt has a colorful waist, and she is very luxurious.

He Yao smiled slightly, "Yo, isn't this Sister Luo from the Zhenguo Mansion?" Okay, who made Sister Luo angry? ”

The Zhenguo Mansion is her sister's future in-law's house, which is very prominent in Luojing City.

The Duke of Zhenguo not only has a knighthood, but also the chief judge of the Heavenly Division, directly serving the Son of Heaven, and has the right to cut first and then play, responsible for handling all cases in the Luojing area, and is the eyes and ears and confidants of the Son of Heaven.

In his previous life, Wei Jiuqing married Luo Ciyu for the sake of Tiansi.

It's a pity that the fresh and delicate beauty in front of her can't warm Wei Jiuqing's heart, and after Wei Jiuqing was recommended by Zhenguo Gong to succeed him as the chief judge of the Heavenly Division, he left Luo Ciyu, who had lost his use value, in the backyard of the boudoir.

Later, she once saw Luo Ciyu in the backyard.

That year, Luo Ciyu was only seventeen years old, but his face was haggard and gloomy, standing alone in the begonia lace and whispering, "Wei Lang once said that he was in love with me, and I didn't know how happy I was when I married him, but why was Wei Lang's love so short-lived?" The flowering period is shorter than that of begonias......"

The woman's tears fell on the begonia flowers, which were the least valuable things in the Wei family's deep house.

Xu was in love with Wei Jiuqing, unable to accept the fact that he was left out in the cold, and Luo Ciyu died depressed before that winter, like a begonia flower that had been thanked early.

At this time, Luo Ciyu's little face was flushed with anger, like a delicate spring begonia.

She asked, "They said that Wei Lang was going to elope with you last night, is this true or false?!" ”

He Yao raised his eyebrows, and deliberately raised his toes: "Last night, Brother Jiuqing personally went to the back door of my house to pick me up, Sister Luo, is it true or false that you eloped?" ”

"You-" Luo Ciyu's chest rose and fell violently in anger, and he clutched his handkerchief tightly, "No, Wei Lang will never elope with you!" ”

He Yao forced him, "Why can't he elope with me?" ”

Luo Ciyu bit her lip tightly, ashamed to say what she thought in her heart.

Because Wei Lang obviously loves her!

When he went out, he would softly coax her not to drink cold wine; When it was warm and cold, he would put on the cloak he wore for her with concern; When they were alone with each other, he would also peel chestnuts and pomegranates for her and carefully feed them to her mouth.

It is said that the details can't be deceived, Wei Lang treats her so considerate and close, far beyond the scope of the general relationship between men and women, doesn't it mean that he likes her but doesn't dare to say it explicitly?

He Yao suddenly took a few steps closer.

She leaned into Luo Ciyu's ear, "Because he once peeled a few chestnut pomegranates for you, he treats you warmly and specially, as if he sees you as the most unique little lady in the world, so Sister Luo thinks he has you in his heart, isn't it?" ”

Luo Ciyu was stunned, "You...... How do you know? ”

He Yao chuckled.

Because of these things, Wei Jiuqing also did it to her.

Now that I think about it, Wei Jiuqing only talked about her concern from beginning to end, and peeling chestnuts and pomegranates was not a big deal, because she had to accompany other little ladies, she was often hung for ten days and a half months, but she was busy with government affairs in the name of beauty, and told her to be sensible and not to pester him.

And she was so simple that she was moved by Lang Jun who was such a chicken thief!

The feelings without a formal confession are just an ambiguous affair, if you meet a lover, it's okay, if you meet someone who is not ladylike, what is it in the end?

When abandoned, it will only be ridiculed as wishful thinking.

She suddenly proposed, "Sister Luo, shall I make a bet with you?" ”

"What bet?"

"Next month, your family will hold a peach blossom banquet, and I bet you that Wei Jiuqing will personally confess to me at the peach blossom banquet."

"Wishful thinking!" Luo Ciyu was aggrieved, "Wei Lang, who is so brilliant and amazing, won't like a little lady like you!" He...... The person he likes is obviously ......"

"Sister Luo doesn't dare to bet?"

"I dare!" Luo Ciyu gritted his teeth, "If Wei Lang didn't confess his heart to you, then you have to stay away from him from now on, and you are not allowed to make up bad things about him again!" ”

"If I win, Sister Luo is no longer allowed to be close to him, let alone talk about marriage with him."

"Done!" Luo Ciyu confidently made a bet, "You just wait to cry!" ”

Luo Ciyu was about to leave with the maids, when he suddenly turned around when he remembered something, "He Er, I heard that the little marquis from Liangzhou has arrived at your house?" ”

"What advice does Sister Luo have?"

"For the sake of studying in the same country, I would like to advise you, that kind of rural villager has nothing but the title, and he must have taken a fancy to your family's power and wealth, this kind of villager can't marry, or find a way to dissolve the marriage contract as soon as possible, why spend a lifetime for the grievances of the older generation? That's it, farewell! ”

She was held by the stars and left the village.

He Yaowaner.

Luo Ciyu is still that Luo Ciyu.

In his last life, he married into the Wei Mansion, and Luo Ciyu did not rely on the position of his wife to kill all of their concubines, but took care of them everywhere.

In this life, he clearly regards her as a rival in love, but he still has a good heart.

This is also the reason why she is willing to help Luo Ciyu......

"Little lady He, I've measured the size."

Yuan Yu came out of the inner room with a curtain.

He Yao hurriedly stood up in an orderly manner, and said coquettishly: "Let's go buy some other goods, shall we?" Shoes and socks, crowns, belts, etc., are also indispensable. ”

When the two walked out, Yuan Yu said: "Just now in the inner room, it seems that you heard the little lady talking to someone?" ”

"It's Sister Luo from the Zhenguo Mansion who invited us to the Peach Blossom Banquet next month. Xiao Hou Ye doesn't know, everyone sees that you come from a remote place, and they all think that you are lonely and uneducated, and they are shallow in learning, so they are waiting to see your jokes. I thought that the little marquis would definitely make a few poems and play a tune at the banquet to open their eyes, so I readily accepted the invitation. ”

Tell him to make a few poems and play a tune?

Yuan Yu's expression was distorted, "...... Thank you so much. ”