Chapter 118 (1/2)
It was not long before Wei Luo returned to the mansion that he received the shoes sent by Zhao Xuan.
The servant girl who delivers the things is a girl who just came to the mansion and is on duty in the tea room. She is about twelve or thirteen years old. She looks beautiful and wears a small yellow and green jacket and skirt. She is very happy with her smile. ”The maidservant's name is Yueli. If the fourth young lady has any orders in the future, she will call her maidservant directly.”
Wei Luo didn't expect Zhao Xuan to be so blatant, and even put his people in the British government. To put it bluntly, this month's fence is the messenger between them. If there is anything, it's the first time to hold the monthly fence in advance. What a brave man he is! Not afraid to be discovered by the people of the British government?
Fortunately, there was no one in the room at this time. There were only two girls, golden wisps and white haze. Other people dared not come in at will. Wei Luo stared at the shoes on the small table inlaid with mother of pearl. His face was calm. ”I see. You go down.” In fact, I wish I could have stabbed Zhao Xuan in the face with a needle. He is pushing forward.
After the moon fence went down, Bai Lan hurriedly turned back to close the door, walked back to Wei Luo and said, ”Miss, why does your Highness Prince Jing send you this? That girl... ”
Or wisps of brain smart, interrupt Bai Lan's words: ”that wench looks not simple, should be a reliable.”
Wei Luo takes the shoes as Zhao Xuan, stares at them, and says to the golden thread and white LAN, ”I promised to make him a pair of shoes. Put it away and don't tell anyone about today. ”
Gold wisps and white haze are both measured people who will not chew the tongue with others. And Wei Luo and Zhao Yu are all engaged. It's not unusual to make a pair of shoes for the future husband, even if others know it. Too much on Zhao Jie's eyes in the British public house, it is a bit too tight for Wei Luo.
No wonder Wei Luo is not happy.
If she knew that Zhao Jie had ever let Yang Hao keep an eye on her, she would certainly turn against him.
It's still raining outside the window, but it's not as urgent as it was when I just came back. Rain patters on the window lattice, splashing water mist, falling on the back of the hand chilly. There are pools of water in the courtyard, reflecting the shadow of the trees, with a sense of emptiness and reality. There is still no movement in the main room. It seems that Wei Kun hasn't come back, or someone should come to meet him with an umbrella.
”The young lady just came back in the rain. I'd better take a hot bath to drive out the cold, otherwise she will be ill the next day.” ”The golden thread comes forward and closes the window,” she says.
Wei Luo drinks a cup of red date ginger tea and nods. A few drops of sweet scented osmanthus flavors in the
bath are dripping with fragrance. When Wei Luo came out from the bath, she was full of sweet scented osmanthus. She put on a piece of blue cloud yarn, Su embroidery, grape pattern, lace, and Beizi. Her dark and dense hair was wet behind her. She sat on the south window couch and asked casually, ”is my father back?”
The golden wisp went up to her hair and gently combed it with a grate. ”Come back, miss. You will come back soon after you go in.”
When Wei Kun came back, his face was very ugly. It was darker than the sky outside. The servants in the pine garden had never seen him like this, and they did not know how angry they were. The servants under him were all afraid to make any mistakes.
”Miss, the man in the street just now...” she asked curiously
The golden thread heard the dialogue between Wei Luo and Jiang miaolan. The sentence ”Nan Nan, I am your mother” scared her and Bai Lan seriously. However, seeing Wei Luoyi's appearance that he didn't want to mention, they didn't dare to ask more questions, but they just kept guessing in their hearts.
Now Wei Luo's face relaxed a little, and the golden thread dare to mention it again.
Wei Luo held her knees, chin on her knees, stared out of the window and said lazily, ”don't ask too much, just do what you have to do.”
The gold thread knows to arrogate, hurried way is: ”it is servile maidservant much mouth.”
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in a moment, there was a movement in the main room. Wei Kun called Wei Chang, the third grandfather, to the room. They didn't know what to say. The movement was very loud. They could hear Wei Kun's angry voice.
Wei Luo's hair dried and dried, she went down to Lohan, collapsed, wore a white flower and embroidered pearl embroidered shoes, and walked outside. Standing at the door, she heard the voice of Wei Kun in the window of the main room. ”Why do you say those words to her? Why do you lie to her?”
The servant outside the door was deeply burying his head, his body was tight, and he dared not breathe.
Wei Luo reclined on the carved flower gate, his eyelids slightly raised, his fan like eyelashes drooped wearily, casting a half circle of shadow on his jade like face. When she looked up again, she saw that Wei Changhong was wearing a royal robe with royal blue ganoderma and tapestry patterns. She came to her and asked, ”who is father quarreling with? Why is he so angry?”
I think Changhong also heard something, so I came back from Mr. Xue ahead of time.
Wei Luo raised his eyes and said slowly, ”my father is talking to my third uncle.” She glanced at Chang Hong, blinked and asked, ”who do you think can make dad so angry?”
Wei Changhong frowned and heard something from Wei Luo's words.
Wei Kun held a gold dagger with an ivory handle, cut off the corner of the case with a black lacquer and lotus flower pattern, and said firmly: ”from now on, you and my brother are just like this table, breaking one stroke and two strokes!”Not long ago, Wei Chang walked out of the main room without expression, seemingly calm, but almost bleeding from the alveolar.
Wei Luo and Wei Changhong watched the scene in silence. They didn't know whether to advise or to observe the change.