Chapter 167 If only she were not Wei Si’s daughter and Zi Heng’s sister, how great it would be
Wen Rufeng stood up and solemnly took out a tablet from a pile of pots, pans, and utensils in his luggage.
He stroked the tablet, his face solemn, "This is my father's tablet."
Because Wen Qingsong's body was stolen, the Wen brothers and sisters simply did not build a grave for him. They only asked someone to carve a tablet and kept it in their luggage.
Wen Rufeng placed the tablet on the table and bowed respectfully.
He said seriously, "I heard that Xie Shian is going to hold a birthday party in the Pear Garden. I'm sure Xingluo will be there. I plan to go to the Pear Garden in person with the tablet and ask her in public if she still remembers her father and her brothers and sisters."
Wen Yueyin sobbed, "We used to be so united and friendly! Why did things get to this point today? Our wonderful family is falling apart, and now...even father is alarmed..."
"It's all Wen Xingluo's fault! She was jealous that Yue Yin was the only one who received our favor, so she teamed up with Xie Shian and his gang to oppose us and repeatedly ruin our good deeds." Wen Ruyun was filled with hatred, "Father would definitely blame her in his grave!"
Wen Rufeng closed his eyes deeply. "Father has been so kind to us in raising us. Rulei and Xingluo will surely be deeply moved when they see our father's tablet and return home with us. I swear in the name of the eldest son of the Wen family, and as your eldest brother, that I will protect the integrity of the Wen family and bring my younger brothers and sisters home!"
…
It snowed all night.
When Xie Guanlan got up in the morning, the green pine trees outside Canglang Pavilion looked as white as jade.
Fushan came to report, "Master, the preparations for your personal expedition are complete. Several trusted officials have been assigned to manage the military affairs of Shu Commandery on your behalf. Once the tasks are completed tomorrow, you can set out on your personal expedition the day after tomorrow."
Xie Guanlan stood in front of the window wearing his outer clothes.
The Canglang Pavilion stands tall and majestic with its flying eaves and curled corners, and the entire Zhenbei Palace is within sight.
This is the place he wants to protect.
The courtyard is deep and layered with terraces and pavilions. A girl in green clothes is vaguely seen holding a little snowman and walking through the corridor with red pillars and carved rafters. The winter sun rises, and the gold hairpins inlaid with kingfisher feathers on the side of her bun reflect the bright light, and the skirt embroidered with silver thread sways, creating ripples.
She flew into the deep courtyard of the Zhenbei Palace like a delicate and fragile butterfly.
From then on, he kept her in captivity.
Xie Guanlan watched her enter Wansong Courtyard and asked, "What has she been busy with recently?"
Fushan said, "The Fourth Young Master has his birthday tomorrow. He invites you to the Pear Garden tonight for music and wine. You've been concentrating on preparing a birthday gift for him. I heard from Yeshui that she made these deerskin hand and knee guards herself."
Xie Guanlan raised his eyebrows.
How come he didn’t know that the fourth brother was going to hold a banquet at the Pear Garden tomorrow night?
He reached out to Fushan.
Fushan was puzzled, "Master?"
"invitation."
Fushan was silent for a while, then asked cautiously, "Master, is there a possibility that the Fourth Young Master didn't invite you?"
Xie Guanlan: “…”
Fushan lowered his head, trying to minimize his presence. "I heard that the Fourth Young Master has invited young men and young ladies of the same age this time. It's not appropriate for you to go..."
Xie Guanlan smiled and asked, "What's wrong with it?"
He smiled dangerously. Fushan coughed lightly and changed his words: "Suitable, suitable..."
Xie Guanlan turned the black jade ring.
Young boys and girls of that age have nothing to do all day long, and when they get together for a banquet they indulge in sensual pleasures without restraint.
He could almost imagine how a group of drunken dandies would tease Wen Ningning tomorrow night.
"Sister Wen, don't run away, come into your brother's arms!"
“You’re bad!”
"Sister, you look so cute and smell so good. Let your brother smell what kind of fragrance you are wearing today!"
"You're bad too!"
“…”
Xie Guanlan's face darkened as he thought about it, and his narrow eyes were filled with darkness and hostility.
He wouldn't allow that to happen.
Wansong Courtyard.
Wen Xingluo was helping the old concubine to dress up when she suddenly sneezed.
The old concubine looked at her in the bronze mirror and smiled, "I'm afraid someone is talking about Ningning behind her back. Our Ningning has grown up and is as beautiful as a peach blossom. Who among those young men in Rongcheng would not like Ningning?"
Hearing the stars falling, he felt ashamed.
She was pretty, but not to the extent that all the young men in the city liked her.
"Grandmother dotes on me, so she thinks everything about me is good and that everyone loves me." Wen Xingluo said softly, taking out a phoenix hairpin with a pearl from her dressing box. "But people outside the world won't be as partial to me as Grandmother."
The old concubine watched her put on the phoenix hairpin for herself.
The little girl is slender and graceful, like a tender flower bud.
He is also filial and well-behaved, sensible and sensible.
She was partial to her. She felt sorry for such a good girl who didn't have a good father, good brothers, or good sisters. She felt sorry for her because she had been bullied since she was a child.
She always wanted to find a reliable husband for herself while she was still strong enough to protect her for the rest of her life and prevent her from suffering any more grievances.
But……
The little girl was right. Not everyone outside would be as partial to her as she was.
The mansion is deep and there are many dirty things that cannot be told to outsiders. If you meet difficult sisters-in-law or aunts, even if you are a beautiful woman in the prime of her life, your life will be wasted in the mud.
After finishing dressing, Wen Xingluo accompanied the old concubine to the flower hall for breakfast.
Chen Lezhi and Xie Shian had not gotten up yet, so only the grandparents and grandchildren had breakfast together today.
Wen Xingluo saw the old concubine cough twice, remembered something, and suddenly walked out of the flower hall quickly.
The old concubine asked Nanny Chen in confusion, "What is Ningning going to do?"
Seeing that Nanny Chen didn't know either, the old concubine simply stood up and followed her out.
She stood under the eaves with her cane and saw the little girl pick up a little snowman from the snow.
The little girl hid her face behind the snowman and pretended to be the snowman speaking, "The little snowman pays respects to the Concubine Dowager. May the Concubine Dowager be blessed with good health!"
The little snowman's facial features were made of charcoal and carrots, and it looked very funny and cute.
The old concubine was amused and waved, "Ningning, come back soon, don't let your hands get cold."
Wen Xingluo handed the little snowman to Cuicui and returned to the old lady, holding up her skirt. "Madame Chen said that grandma hasn't been feeling well lately. She's been coughing all night long, and her mood has been bad too. I made a little snowman for grandma and let it sit on the windowsill to keep her company. Maybe her mood will improve!"
"You." The old concubine felt so sorry for her that she warmed her hands herself.
The little girl's hands were cold after touching the snow, but her smile was particularly warm and sweet.
The old man's eyes were moist and he sighed softly in his heart.
Such a well-behaved child, I really don’t know why the Wen family doesn’t like her.
She suddenly had a ridiculous idea -
If Ningning wasn't Wei Si's daughter, and Ziheng's sister...
How nice it would be.
Wen Xingluo accompanied the old empress dowager, and then went to the main courtyard to accompany Wei Si.
While she was busy, the north wind swept all the way from the Zhenbei Palace to the south of the city. In the small house in the south of the city, Wen Rulei and Yu Pingping were busy getting married.
The cold wind blew up a piece of red silk, and it floated far away onto the window of the inn. In the guest room inside the window, Wen Rufeng and his two siblings wiped Wen Qingsong's tablet over and over again, just waiting to use the tablet to scare Wen Rulei and Wen Xingluo and take them home.
With another heavy snowfall, Xie Shian’s birthday party finally arrived.
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