To go or not to go?
Ah Luo hesitated for a while, "Father invited a gentleman tutor for me, tomorrow he'll come over…"
In fact, she wanted to go. In her previous life she had missed too many things, so in this life she wanted to make up for all of it. Moreover, there was also Song Hui. Song Hui was the legitimate eldest grandson of Count Zhongyi's residence and was doted on a lot. To Count Zhongyi's wife, he was the apple of her eye and the joy of her heart. Normally, she couldn't even bear to scold him. Even Madam Du had to treat him courteously whenever she saw him. Nevertheless, Song Hui was very good to Ah Luo, he loved her as if she was his own younger sister.
Ah Luo hadn't thought much about it before, but now she had to wonder, how much of Song Hui's feelings for her had been sincere? Probably not too much, otherwise he wouldn't have immediately turned around to marry Wei Zheng.
Wei Changxian waved her worries away, his manner like someone who had been around the block a few times: "Tomorrow is his first visit, he definitely won't start teaching you anything. After you've seen the gentleman, you should meet up with me again so we can go. Little sister Ah Luo, this dog contest will be really fun, if you don't see it, you'll regret it later…"
Ah Luo's lips lifted in a smile, lowering her head gently, "Alright then, I'll come. Third elder brother must protect me, I'm afraid the dog will bite me…"
Wei Changxian was nodding repeatedly, "Very well, I'll protect you."
From the youngest generation in Duke Ying's residence, there were altogether five young ladies. The eldest miss was out with the eldest madam. She was going to marry next year. Her husband, Sun Ying, was the son of a great general. The eldest miss had recently been busy making her bridal clothes and embroidering her veil. Finding her at rest was highly unlikely. The second miss, Wei Di, was timid by nature, and didn't like to play with them. The third miss Wei Ya and the fifth miss Wei Zheng got along well. Their ages were also close to Wei Luo, but Wei Changxian didn't enjoy taking them out to play. He thought the both of them were too noisy, bringing them together, they would chirp endlessly, even worse than sparrows. In comparison, he preferred the cute as a flower Wei Luo, especially her quick-witted, clever eyes. One could immediately tell she was a spirited girl. From all the younger sisters, she was the one he was happiest to hang out with. In addition, the fourth madam was more intimate with Ah Luo, so Wei Changxian and Wei Changchi's relationship with Ah Luo was much better compared to the rest of the young girls. Like for this dog contest, Wei Changxian wished to bring Ah Luo, rather than Wei Ya and Wei Zheng.
Ah Luo had just nodded in agreement, when she felt a hand tugging at her sleeve from behind. Turning to look, she saw Changhong pursing his tender pink lips into a line, looking at her with his big reticent eyes, not saying a word.
He clearly didn't want her to go.
Changhong disliked speaking in front of others. Even though they lived in the same residence, he was not that familiar with the third or fourth elder brothers. Meeting them, he basically wouldn't even utter a greeting. Today, if it wasn't for Wei Luo coming over, he also wouldn't have run over to the fourth branch house.
Ah Luo could see what he was thinking and asked with a grin: "Does Changhong also want to go?"
Wei Changhong gaped, unconsciously shaking his head. He didn't like Song Hui, and didn't like Count Zhongyi's residence. He was definitely not going, so he was naturally hoping that Wei Luo wouldn't either.
Ah Luo pretended not to notice. Since she had already witnessed Song Hui's personal character, she wasn't going to involve herself with him too much in this life. As for their marriage, she was absolutely not going to marry Song Hui, but she wanted to feel him out… Ah Luo said to Wei Changxian: "Third elder brother, can Changhong also go? I'll look after him well."
Wei Changxian nodded in agreement, thought for a bit and added: "Let's call third and fifth younger sisters to go as well, it'll be livelier with more people."
Although he didn't like playing together with Wei Ya and Wei Zheng, having many people to cheer for him during the key moment was also good. He wanted to show off in the contest, he couldn't always lose to Song Hui.
Wei Luo rolled her eyes, her pursed lips breaking into a smile, "Alright, I'll tell Wei Zheng as soon as I go back."
With everything settled, Ah Luo and Changhong remained at the fourth branch house for a while, staying over to eat with the fourth madam at noon, and returning to Pine courtyard in the afternoon. Ah Luo told Wei Zheng of their plan to visit Count Zhongyi's residence tomorrow. Count Zhongyi's house could be partly considered as Madam Du's maternal home, so Wei Zheng, certainly willing to go, immediately agreed.
Once Wei Kun returned in the evening, Ah Luo spoke to him about this matter. Thinking that the gentleman wouldn't start teaching tomorrow, he allowed the children to go play. Just a few days ago Ah Luo had experienced something frightful, so it was a good idea to let her relax her mind.
The next morning, Wei Kun brought the three of them to meet the tutor.
Teacher Xue was an old man in his fifties, with the air of a scholar about him, full of wisdom and experience. When he spoke, his dangling mustache would jump up and down, looking very amusing. The female teacher on etiquette was Mrs. Han. Mrs. Han was over 40 this year. Rumors said she used to be a palace maid serving the Dowager Consort, before leaving the palace. The Dowager Consort was deeply fond of her for her great accomplishments and graceful temper, as well as her secret method of maintaining her appearance. Despite her age, she still looked like a young lady in her twenties, with an exquisite white skin, an elegant figure, earning the envy of a great deal of madams. During those days, because the Dowager Consort had her by her side, she was most favored, frequently receiving the Retired Emperor's love.
Wei Luo knew of Mrs. Han's past, and looked at her with shining eyes. It would be great if she could learn that secret of hers. Not only a beautiful appearance, but also the finest temperament, how could she not take advantage?
Once Wei Luo was done making plans, she obediently stepped forward to greet the two teachers. She showed respect to Mr. Xue and Mrs. Han, by serving them individually a cup of tea, saying in a sweet small voice: "Teacher, please have some tea."
Mr. Xue nodded, and Mrs. Han also showed a faint smile, evidently satisfied with this student.
Though a little stiff, Wei Changhong still followed Wei Luo's example by serving tea.
On the other hand, Wei Zheng pouted from start to finish, her whole face showing reluctance. Eventually, Wei Kun had to call her over, before she slowly went to pour tea, greeting the teachers.
Having this contrast, it highlighted Wei Luo's sensibility all the more. Although Mrs. Han was a palace maid, she was close to the Dowager Consort, so many people had to show her courtesy. When Wei Kun had sent people to ask her to act as a teacher, she hadn't wished to agree, but in order to preserve Duke Ying's dignity, she had nodded. At first, she had believed the two delicate misses were pampered and spoiled since childhood, their ages also young, with poor discipline. She hadn't expected to find among them such a well-behaved child, whose laughing face showed two shallow dimples on her cheeks, looking charming. Mrs. Han liked Wei Luo at a glance, and didn't feel that the job would be hard.
The two teachers decided on a good schedule. Mr. Xue would give lessons in the morning, and in the afternoon Mrs. Han would teach etiquette. The classes would officially start tomorrow. They said a few words explaining the rules, as Wei Luo kept nodding. Half an hour later, they let them go.
Wei Changxian already couldn't wait, he'd ordered people to check on Pine courtyard several times. As soon as they came out, he eagerly led them to Count Zhongyi's residence.
Count Zhongyi's residence couldn't compare to Duke Ying residence's grandiose style, but it too was vast and magnificent, and richly decorated. In front of the entrance stood two awe-inspiring guardian lion statues. The red lacquer gate was wide open. The gatekeeper knew that Duke Ying family's misses and young masters were coming for a visit, so he rushed to welcome them in with a smile.
Wei Changxian took his Shandong dog along to jump down from the carriage, walking ahead full of confidence. He had spent a long time training this dog, and he was convinced he would definitely be able to beat Song Hui this time. Besides Duke Ying residence's carriage at the entrance, there was an additional luxurious carriage with an azure rooftop and red tassels parked there. Wei Luo looked over curiously. The gatekeeper could immediately discern her interest, and explained enthusiastically: "This is Marquis Pingyuan's carriage. Marquis Pingyuan family's successor and their miss have also come, they're currently in the rear court garden."
Wei Luo's eyes shone.
Marquis Pingyuan Liang Songnian was a well-established, handsome middle-aged man, who lead a clean and honest life, and never tried to participate in any political faction. He had earned Emperor Chong Zhen's affection. But that wasn't what Wei Luo was happy about, rather it was the news that Marquis Pingyuan residence's heir and their miss had also come. Marquis Pingyuan's wife and Jiang Miaolan were sworn sisters. After Jiang Miaolan had left, Marquis Pingyuan's wife had been looking after the pair of sister and brother, Wei Luo and Changhong. Marquis Pingyuan's family had altogether one son and one daughter. As the porter had said, they were obviously the successor Liang Yu and miss Liang Yurong. Liang Yurong and Wei Luo were about the same age. The two of them had gotten along well since childhood, and their dispositions were compatible as well, so they'd become very close friends.
Wei Luo hadn't seen Liang Yurong for a long time, and had almost forgotten what she'd looked like as a child. In her past life, she had especially inquired after the girl's affairs, but had regretfully found out she hadn't fared well at all, making people feel very sorry for her.
Wei Changxian didn't detect her peculiar mood. Learning that Song Hui was in the backyard, he impatiently lead his dog along to find him.
Wei Ya and Wei Zheng promptly followed, with Wei Luo and Changhong walking behind them. Ah Luo had been absent-minded for some time now. Only when Changhong called her name, did she regain her composure in a flash.
"What were you thinking about?"
Ah Luo blinked, and lied without the slightest change of expression, "I was wondering whose dog will win between third elder brother and big brother Song Hui."
Changhong disliked Song Hui, so whether he really believed it or not, he said: "My guess is third elder brother will win."
Ah Luo didn't express an opinion. Holding his hand, they soon reached the rear court's lotus pond. It was the beginning of spring, lotus flowers were spread over the pond on dark green leaves, but they hadn't yet opened their buds. However, the dangling branches of the numerous crabapple trees at the shore were just entering their most gorgeous and graceful period, the pink and white blossoms each striving to bloom, more beautiful than anything. There were some branches unable to support the weight of the flowers, and a few petals gently drifted down. Just as Ah Luo was walking below the trees, a petal landed on her lashes. She blinked delicately, causing the petal to slide along her smooth and soft white cheek. Raising her eyes, she caught sight of a lean, refined youth standing below an eight-sided gazebo not too far from her.
Only turning twelve this year, his age wasn't very high. His stature was comparatively tall. He was dressed in a purple robe embroidered with golden bamboo leaves pattern, on his waist hung a mutton fat jade (nephrite) ornament. His appearance was dazzling, with a beautiful face.
This person was Song Hui.
Song Hui was truly good-looking. Among all the men Ah Luo had seen, only he appeared without the slightest defect, like a fine piece of carved jade, one couldn't pick out a single flaw. In addition to that, his demeanor was remarkable as well. Such as right now, he was just casually standing over there, yet easily attracted both of Wei Ya and Wei Zheng's attention.
Her past self had liked that face of his right away. Though she had been too young to understand the sentiments between men and women, she could already distinguish between beautiful and ugly.
She had to say, Jiang Miaolan had arranged for a very good marriage for her. Still, thinking of Song Hui's engagement to Wei Zheng in the past life, Ah Luo's heart was simply unable to agree to the marriage. Even the slightest interest in Song Hui was entirely gone.
Apart from Song Hui, there was his younger sister Song Ruwei, as well as Liang Yu and Liang Yurong inside the eight-sided gazebo.
Song Ruwei was eight this year. Her appearance couldn't measure up to her older brother's good looks, but she was nevertheless a little young lady with delicate features. She was Wei Zheng's older maternal cousin, she was naturally more intimate with Wei Zheng. Seeing Wei Zheng approaching, she called out from afar: "Little sister Ah Zheng!"
Due to her exclamation, the people in the gazebo all turned their attention to them. Wei Zheng called out 'cousin', then cheerfully ran over.
Returning to Count Zhongyi's residence made Wei Zheng feel more at ease, since the people here would treat her nicely. She was actually happier being here than at home.
Wei Luo didn't mind Song Ruwei's disregard. Lowering her head to brush away a few crabapple petals from her sleeves, she leisurely stepped inside the eight-sided gazebo.
Song Hui was standing on the gazebo's stone steps. Once he greeted Wei Zheng, his gaze fell on Wei Luo. After waiting for Wei Luo to get closer, he reached out a hand to take a blossom from the top of her head, saying with a smile: "There isn't a single petal on other people's bodies, they only fell on little sister Ah Luo. It seems my family's crabapples have some fate with you?"
He'd known of their arranged betrothal since he was six. At the time he hadn't been very clear about the meaning of taking a wife, only that people would have babies afterward. When Ah Luo was still an infant, he had carried her in his arms a few times. She had been so tiny, her face round and tender, had liked nibbling on her own finger, and cooing incoherently to call him 'big brother'. After growing up, he had gradually started to understand what marriage was, that this small young girl belonged to him, and that later, they would spend their lifetime together. So his treatment of Ah Luo had also become special, and he had placed her above all the other little girls.
Wei Luo turned to look at him with her pitch black eyes, received the blossom from him, then solemnly placed it in his hand, and said in a sweet voice: "I'm giving it to big brother Song Hui."
Song Hui's face held a smile. He earnestly played along and wrapped the blossom in a cloth, then put it in his sleeve.
Over at the rock table behind them, Liang Yu exclaimed 'Ah', and stood up to ask: "Stop with the nonsense already, are we having this contest or not? Today I especially requested for a day off from my tutor to come here, how long are you planning to dilly-dally? Song Hui, your dog? Quickly take it out and let us have a look."
Liang Yu was eleven this year. He was wearing a sapphire blue robe. With sharp eyes and strong brows, his appearance was handsome, and he resembled Marquis Pingyuan 70 to 80 percent. Since he practiced martial arts since childhood, although he was younger than Song Hui by a year, he was as tall as him, and even appeared a little sturdier. On his left side was Liang Yurong, who was wearing a dress with a hundred pink and indigo butterflies stitched across it. Liang Yurong beckoned for Wei Luo to come and take a seat.
Wei Luo sat down next to her.
The two of them had last met at the feast in Shangyuan palace, it had been more than a month ago. Liang Yurong attached herself to her ear to whisper: "Daddy let the servants cook and eat elder brother's dog, he's hopping mad right now…"
Ah Luo didn't hold back, giggling out loud.
Fortunately, these words didn't reach Liang Yu, otherwise he would fly into a rage out of shame.
Song Hui ordered the servants to bring his slender Shaanxi hound over. That dog generally took after his owner, with a proud appearance and a noble countenance, far more impressive than the common dogs. In reality, dog fighting wasn't any sort of glorious affair. As long as one's family had a little standing, the family's elders wouldn't consent to let their progeny raise dogs, finding it an idle activity that distracted their minds away from attending to their proper duties. Therefore, Marquis Pingyuan cooking Liang Yu's dog could actually be considered pardonable.
As for Wei Changxian and Song Hui, the former was the little despot in his family, the latter was extremely outstanding, and neither of their families was particularly restrictive… As long as it didn't interfere with their studies, it was possible to make allowances.
The two dogs started the scuffle. As far as these little girls Wei Luo and Liang Yurong were concerned, it was nothing appealing. But to Liang Yu it was very interesting. Since he couldn't join in, he urged Changhong, Ah Luo and the rest to lay a bet, himself included. He put down a hundred silvers.
Ah Luo didn't have any money on her, since her purse was left for safeguarding with Jin Lu and Nurse Ye. She casually took off the silver longevity locket with blue butterflies from around her neck and passed it to Liang Yu, "This is my longevity locket, I'm giving it to you."
Liang Yurong gave a jade belt ornament, Song Ruwei put down ten silvers, Wei Ya and Wei Zheng, who also hadn't brought money, each put down a jadeite bracelet and a sachet embroidered with gold and silver threads. Changhong naturally didn't participate in such things, and didn't place a bet.
From the six people, only one had wagered on Wei Changxian's dog to win, that person was precisely Wei Luo.
If it had been before, Wei Luo would have definitely wagered on Song Hui, but at present she had changed her mind. Upon learning this, Song Hui turned around and glanced at her perplexed, his expression somewhat discontented.
However, Ah Luo didn't see it, cheering Wei Changxian on instead: "Third elder brother must win!"
Wei Changxian truly enjoyed it on the inside, but his mouth spoke: "Not your third ebrother, rather your third elder brother's dog must win. Ah Luo, look carefully, third elder brother is determined to win and help you get your longevity locket back!"
Ah Luo said 'okay', and heavily nodded her head.
The two big dogs were fighting together, each bite creating wounds on their bodies, loud barks could be heard all over Count Zhongyi's residence. Because it looked too savage, Liang Yurong and Song Ruwei, those two young ladies, gradually got a little scared, and distanced themselves. Ah Luo also followed after them, arriving under a crabapple tree by the lotus pond.
Song Ruwei proposed a game of hide-and-seek, taking out a cloth with winding peonies embroidery to serve as a blindfold. Whoever was caught would lose. At first, Ah Luo didn't want to play, but she was now a six year old little girl, behaving too unusually for herself would make people suspicious. Under Liang Yurong's prompting, she also nodded to agree.
As a start, they drew lots to pick the person in charge of chasing. Pulling out the longest stick, Ah Luo was responsible for the first round.
The cloth currently covered her eyes, her vision turned dim, she couldn't see anything. She could only hear the numerous and disorderly noise of footsteps and barks in her surroundings. Extending both hands forward to feel about, she took a few steps, but couldn't catch anyone, her hands landing on a crabapple tree instead.
Liang Yurong laughed from behind: "Wrong, wrong, it's not that one!"
She had no choice but to change directions and go on fumbling about. Not far from here, the noise of the dog fight grew more excited and covered up this side's sounds, to the extend of making her somewhat disoriented. She didn't know which direction was good to pursue right now. There was someone ahead, who snapped a branch off the crabapple tree, and softly touched her shoulder with it, luring her to go forward.
Ah Luo took two steps forward, then paused. She remembered that the crabapple trees were planted at the edge of the lotus pond. Walking forward a few steps, it was possible that she would fall into the water. Just a moment ago, Liang Yurong's voice had come from behind. If the pond wasn't behind, then it was precisely in the direction she was walking. She bent her lips in a small smile. She could roughly guess who it was, that was trying to steer her over here, but she didn't speak up. She deliberately walked a few steps forward again.
Wei Zheng stood in front of her, threw away the crabapple branch, and provoked: "Wei Luo, come catch me!"
Ah Luo cried out in surprise, "Wei Zheng?"
As she spoke, she took a step forward, standing by the edge of the pool with Wei Zheng. As soon as she took one more step, she would fall into the pond. The water in spring was still very chilly, falling in would most likely lead to a cold. Wei Zheng's age wasn't big, but her ideas, in contrast, weren't lacking. Intentionally leading Wei Luo to the pond's edge, it was to watch her fall into it.
Unfortunately, Wei Luo wasn't fooled. She accurately held out her hands to capture Wei Zheng's sleeve, secretly exerting her strength to give Wei Zheng a push back, "Caught you!"
Wei Zheng wasn't standing steady, staggering backwards, she fell. Panic-stricken, she intuitively grabbed onto Wei Luo's hand, thinking of dragging her along into the water.
At the other side, the result of the dog fighting had already come out. Unsurprisingly, Wei Changxian had lost to Song Hui and the two of them were now walking over to this side. Song Hui saw from a distance away the state of the two little girls close to the pond. Right when he wanted to shout at them to be careful, he saw Wei Zheng stumbling and falling into the water. Wei Luo was blindfolded, and was unable to see the situation. Her hands were stretched out helplessly, just enough for Wei Zheng to grab onto them. It looked like the two of them were both about to fall into the pond. He dashed forward quickly, his arms embraced Wei Luo's waist, and lifted her up.
Song Hui only had time to help one person, and he saved Wei Luo. With a 'splash', Wei Zheng fell into the lotus pond, her head soon getting submerged under the water.
Crabapple tree
Notes: To a dog lover, parts of this chapter were a little… *repeats mantra* it's just a novel, it's set in the past, its a different culture… Apparently it was dog fighting and not dog racing, I guess I was a little optimistic and misinterpreted it. It's been changed accordingly.
There's a term for every single relative of the extended family and more, as you've noticed already. Ranks and seniority are pretty important. At the very least, there's a distinction between the father's line and mother's line. Cousins from the father's line are as good as siblings, since they all live in the same residence. The maternal line belongs to another clan (since daughters marry out), so there's a more distant relation implied.
Wei Luo tore off the cloth covering her eyes, and called out in surprise: "Ah Zheng?"
The little girl's pupils were pure and clear like water, her confused and helpless manner was without the slightest hint of falsehood. She seemed to have gotten scared by the scene before her. Tightly grasping onto the hem of Song Hui's clothes, she burrowed into his chest, preventing him from going to save Wei Zheng, "Big brother Song Hui, I'm very scared, how come Wei Zheng fell into the water? I didn't know she was standing on the edge, she called me over to catch her…"
Song Hui gently patted her back to comfort her, signaling for Liang Yu to rescue the other girl, as he carried We Luo over to a safe spot by the pond, "Don't be scared, don't be scared, it'll be okay. That area has always been wet and slippery, if one doesn't pay attention, they could easily fall into the pond. It's all my fault for not telling you all earlier…"
Liang Yu had practiced martial arts to build up his strength from childhood, and was even better at swimming. It didn't take him long to carry Wei Zheng out of the pond. It was only for a few moments, but Wei Zheng had drunk a lot of water and was clearly scared silly. Having been placed on the ground by Liang Yu, she couldn't regain her senses for a long time, shivering with cold as she hugged herself.
She had wanted to harm Wei Luo, she didn't think she'd harm herself instead… After all, she was still a small child. Feeling that she had received a grievance, she couldn't help but immediately cry, big round tears rolling down from her eyes. She was rubbing her eyes as she cried. On top of that, when she fell into the lotus pond, she had smacked her nose. Bright red blood was now flowing out of it. Since she was rubbing at her face, the blood had gotten smeared all over, making for a rather ghastly sight.
The several people at the side were also frightened by this appearance of hers. Song Ruwei was the first one to react and go over. She hurriedly took off a maidservant's coat to drape over Wei Zheng's shoulders, and took out a silk cloth to wipe off the bloodstains from her face: "Quickly lift your chin, don't lower your head, or the blood flow will get worse… Younger sister Ah Zheng, how is it? Are there any other injuries besides this one?"
Wei Zheng stopped crying with great difficulty, and said through sniffles and sobs: "No, none…"
Seeing her like that, Song Ruwei felt sorry for her and turned her head to ask Wei Luo: "Ah Zheng fell into the water, but you, as her older sister, didn't even realize. The both of you stood by the edge, why is it that only you are alright?"
Her words were too unreasonable. Even though Ah Luo and Wei Zheng had both been standing by the edge right then, who didn't know that Ah Luo had been blindfolded? Moreover, at that time it was Wei Zheng, who had guided Wei Luo there. Once the accident happened, it was because of Song Hui promptly rushing over, that Wei Luo had narrowly escaped the disaster.
Song Ruwei's partiality was rather too obvious.
Standing nearby, Liang Yurong got annoyed as she heard this, and immediately jumped in to refute: "Big sister Ruwei means to blame Ah Luo? Ah Luo was blindfolded then, but Wei Zheng could clearly see. She, herself, decided to go to the pond's edge, but still wants to blame others when something bad happened. What kind of logic is this? If big brother Song Hui hadn't saved Ah Luo, would Ah Luo be alright now? Or do you mean to say that big brother Song Hui should rescue Wei Zheng, but shouldn't bother with Ah Luo?"
Those few derisive remarks rendered Song Ruwei speechless for a good while.
Liang Yurong and Wei Luo both had the same skill, namely their innate eloquence. Arguing with others, they would never lose. How else would they have become such close friends? After all, birds of a feather flock together, it was the same for people.
Song Ruwei took a few breaths. Unwilling to resign, she came up with a good excuse, and responded: "I mean…"
"Wei Wei." Song Hui called out her name, his expression somewhat disapproving, "The pond water is cold, quickly take little sister Ah Zheng to change her clothes. Don't waste time here."
This tone obviously meant to say she was making a scene.
Song Ruwei couldn't go back to her previous imposing manner. Her heart was unwilling, but she didn't dare defy her brother's words. With no other choice, she mumbled an 'Oh', and instructed an old servant behind her: "Quickly take little sister Ah Zheng back to my room and let her change into my clothes."
Wei Zheng's nosebleed had already stopped. The small, deathly pale face was freezing. When the old servant picked her up to go back, she was still endlessly shivering.
This event ought to become a lesson for her, right?
Wei Luo's small head popped up from within Song Hui's embrace, looking in the direction Wei Zheng had departed, disdain flashing through her eyes. She was actually hoping Wei Zheng would become a little smarter through this experience, otherwise, she'd also get bored of always fooling around with such inferior schemes. By that time, she wouldn't have the patience to play with her.
Her shoulders suddenly felt heavier, her body wrapped in warmth. Ah Luo turned her head to look, and found that Song Hui had just taken off his outer robe to put it on her. Song Hui rubbed her head: "Ah Luo's clothes are also wet, do you want to go change into clean clothes?"
When Wei Zheng had fallen in, some water had splashed onto Ah Luo's clothes, drenching a large area. It hadn't dried yet.
Wei Luo shook her head, her tone light, "It'll dry soon, it's not in the way." Saying so, she thought for a while, then looked up at Song Hui to say gratefully: "Thank you, big brother Song Hui, for saving me."
Song Hui smiled weakly, thinking of saying something, but eventually settled on: "Thank me for what? This is what I ought to do."
He had saved Ah Luo, but hadn't saved Ah Zheng. That wasn't something worth getting thanked for. At that time, Wei Zheng's situation had been more dangerous, but why hadn't he rescued Wei Zheng first?
After some deliberation, Song Hui supposed it was because Wei Luo had been nearer to him, so he'd done it subconsciously, without thinking too much.
Song Hui lowered his head, meeting Wei Luo's sparkling black large eyes, his heart couldn't help going soft. Taking something from within his sleeve, it was actually the silver longevity locket with blue butterflies that Ah Luo had wagered earlier. He placed it around her neck with a somewhat helpless look, "This longevity locket is what I gave you on your birthday last year as a present, how could you take it down for a bet? Granted you had wagered it, but it wasn't even for my win. Doesn't Ah Luo have any confidence in big brother Song Hui?"
Wei Luo blinked her eyes bewildered. She had entirely forgotten about the locket's origins. Every year, she'd receive so many gifts for her birthday, enough to get dizzy. How could she possibly remember each one? In addition, Song Hui had said it was last year's gift. Though it was last year, it had been quite a long time since then in her memories. She simply couldn't recall it. When she went out today, it was Jin Lu who had told her to wear the locket. If Song Hui hadn't mentioned it, she still wouldn't have known.
Wei Luo traced the longevity locket, explaining rationally: "I knew big brother Song Hui would win, so I wagered on third elder brother. If I had also wagered on big brother Song Hui, no one would have bet on third elder brother's win. Third elder brother would have surely felt sad."
Song Hui hadn't expected that she had put so much thought into this. Pleased, he smiled and said: "So it was like that. Our Ah Luo is very sensible."
The little bit of frustration, that he'd felt just a moment ago, suddenly vanished. What was he doing, bickering with a six year old child over a small problem like that? Besides, she was entirely unaware of it.
Song Hui tapped her tiny nose, and urged: "You should properly wear this longevity locket. You may not casually take it off again in the future, or else big brother Song Hui will get angry."
Wei Luo appeared to understand without really grasping the issue, muttered an 'Oh', and asked intentionally: "Also can't take it off in the bath?"
Song Hui laughed cheerfully, in a clear and pleasant tone: "Of course you can. Silly Ah Luo, how would you take a bath wearing it?"
Wei Luo was by no means silly. She merely wanted to see his reaction and nothing more. In the end, he still treated her as a six year old child. Wei Luo lowered her head to play with the longevity locket around her neck. Her body was now six years old, shouldn't she pretend to be one? Song Hui took a small verbal win over her just now, but she would get him back one day.
Wei Zheng had caught a cold, and had hurt her nose as well. How long could they possibly stay at Count Zhongyi's residence? They prepared to return to Duke Ying's residence during lunch.
Just before they left, Song Hui handed Wei Luo something wrapped in oil paper, full and bulging inside. As he brought it closer, a sweet and fragrant scent wafted by.
Wei Luo received it, and asked curiously: "What is this?"
Song Hui answered with a smile: "This is the dried lychees that father brought back from the South. There weren't many of them. Thinking that Ah Luo likes eating sweet stuff, I especially left some for you."
Lychees were a fruit unique to the South. Ordinarily, they didn't get transported north, and even if they did, they wouldn't be fresh. Still, people had found a very clever method. They would remove the lychees' shells and pits, and soak them in a jar of honey, letting them dry in the sun. That resulted in the most popular candied fruit at present. It could both be preserved for a long time, and meet the needs of the Northern people, who wanted to taste the lychee fruit. Moreover, they wouldn't lose their sweet taste. Because the process was complex, and they had to be transported over a thousand li, these dried lychees were not at all cheap. The small packet Song Hui had given her, was enough to buy the longevity locket around Ah Luo's neck. Even so, there were many well-bred young ladies in the capital, who loved eating them. The reason being that not only was the dried lychee's flavor sweet, but it was also beneficial for the life force (qi) and could enrich the blood, it was very effective.
Ah Luo put one in her mouth, the lychee's sweetness quickly spreading inside. There was still some juice preserved in the candied fruit. Biting through with her teeth, the juice rapidly flowed out, so sweet that she couldn't help squinting her eyes. The advantages of eating a dried lychee was that one didn't need to peel off the skin, nor spit out the pit. After she was done chewing, Ah Luo swallowed, her voice also becoming a little sweeter: "Thank you, big brother Song Hui. Ah Luo likes it."
Song Hui slightly curled his lips, "It's good that you like it. However, you shouldn't eat too many, eating too many will likely cause excessive internal heat." (related to Chinese medicine, qi, etc.)
From the side, Wei Zheng was observing enviously. She pouted and mumbled to herself: "Why did elder cousin only give to Wei Luo, and didn't give me any… I also like eating dried lychees, elder cousin is biased."
Song Hui stroked Wei Zheng's head kindly, and explained: "Ah Zheng's nose has recently bled, so you cannot eat lychees. If you eat some, the blood may flow even stronger."
Wei Zheng looked anxiously at the oil paper packet in Wei Luo's hands, half believing and half doubting Song Hui's words. Her expression eventually eased up, no longer feeling aggrieved.
That was more or less Song Hui's talent, and also his only shortcoming. Wei Luo shoved another dried lychee in her mouth to suck on, and pondered indifferently. Song Hui would show a gentle and amiable appearance to anyone, and didn't really know how to reject others. It was still alright when he was a child, but it would easily cause misunderstandings once he grew up. Whether people were aware of his natural disposition or not, he would look like a playboy, kind to anyone. That was why Wei Zheng was always noisy around him, he would only scold her half-heartedly and be too forgiving. In fact, that was simply his character, he didn't really like other girls.
But that was also no good, as Ah Luo was intensely possessive. If she married someone and that person dared to be good to some other girl, she would certainly break his legs and lock him in a room, where he would have no choice but to be good to her only, unable to see anyone else.
Back in Duke Ying's residence, Wei Luo and Changhong directly returned to Pine courtyard, while Wei Zheng turned around halfway to go back in the direction of Ginkgo courtyard, presumably to find Madam Du in order to complain.
She was truly pitiful today, not only falling in the water, but also hurting her nose. Who knew how sorry for her Madam Du would feel once she saw her.
Wei Luo rested her head on both hands, visualizing Madam Du's appearance throwing a fit. She couldn't help smiling, as she called for Jin Lu to come in: "Elder sister Jin Lu, where is daddy?"
Jin Lu took a wet cloth to wipe Ah Luo's hands, while stating: "Fifth master has just come back from outside, and has brought back some guests. He's currently entertaining the guests in the front courtyard. Miss, do you want to see Master?"
Wei Luo shook her head, saying quite honestly: "We went to Count Zhongyi's residence today, Wei Zheng wasn't careful and fell in the water. She went to find Madam to complain, Madam will surely demand to see daddy. Recently, just at the mention of her, daddy's mood will get bad. Elder sister Jin Lu, I don't want to let daddy see her. Moreover, Wei Zheng got diagnosed at Count Zhongyi's residence, and it was nothing major. Daddy has been a bit more cheerful these last two days, could we not let Madam affect daddy's mood?"
She spoke those words reasonably, and Jin Lu immediately nodded, "Miss is thinking of master. Once master learns of it, he'll surely be very happy. Miss can relax, this maid will go to Ginkgo courtyard. If the person inside demands to see the fifth master, this maid will say that fifth master is entertaining guests, so it's inconvenient to meet the madam."
Wei Luo curved her eyes (^ ^), thinking to herself that Jin Lu was really astute, understanding everything right off, without needing to be told explicitly.
And Wei Kun was indeed entertaining guests in the front courtyard, those words were not false.
Just as expected, when Madam Du heard Wei Zheng's tearful complaints, she got upset and immediately said she had to see Wei Kun. Currently, she wasn't by Wei Zheng's side and couldn't constantly look after her. The day had just started and she had already gotten into an accident. Then how would it be like in the future? How would Zheng get to live? She was thinking of using this opportunity to convince Wei Kun to let her move back in Pine courtyard, however the maidservant spoke a few words, explaining that Wei Kun was with guests and didn't have the spare time to meet her.
Angry and hopeless, she intended to rush outside, but there were two bodyguards watching the entrance of Ginkgo courtyard. As soon as she approached, the bodyguards blocked her way.
The two bodyguards were unmovable, ignoring anything she said, truly infuriating.
Madam Du was extremely angry, but thinking of her pregnancy, it wasn't good to get stirred up, so she forced herself to calm down. Unfortunately, it was useless. Walking back and forth, she only got angrier instead.
In Pine courtyard, Wei Luo was preparing for tomorrow's lesson with Mr. Xue, when a maidservant called Jin Wu entered to announce: "Fourth Miss, fifth master has invited you to the front courtyard."
Wei Luo jumped down from the decorated pear wood chair, and patted the dust from the book cover, "He invited me? Why?"
Jin Wu shook her head, "This maid also doesn't know, it seemed like he wanted to let you meet someone."
To meet someone? Who?
Wei Luo was unsure of the purpose. She placed the 'Zeng guang xian wen' (to widen the virtuous youth's culture), which she had pulled out from the bookshelf, onto a red sandalwood table with black and gold lacquer, her young voice saying: "Alright then, I'll go have a look."
Jin Wu led the way, passing through the corridor with folded arms. They went through the main hall to arrive at the entrance hall, stopping on the patio outside the front courtyard. On the way, Ah Luo had been trying to guess whom Wei Kun wanted her to meet. That was until she saw the image of a man standing by the gate of the front courtyard…
Wasn't that the bodyguard Zhu Geng, who had carried her off on that day?
The person inside…
Wei Luo had a hunch who it was.
Sure enough, as soon as she walked in, she noticed a youth sitting on the ironwood chair ahead. The youth was wearing a sky-blue lined robe with gold brocade, an ivory folding fan and a jade ornament with a dragon and a tiger carved on it were hanging on his waist. There wasn't a single spot on his clothing that wasn't elegant, as his whole body emanated a noble aura, with a luxurious appearance. He didn't have the kind of soft and tender beauty that Song Hui had. Compared to Song Hui's looks, one third was stern, another third was arrogant. His demeanor was several times more appealing.
His chin was resting on his hands. As he saw Wei Luo pass through the gate, his calm and languid phoenix eyes watched her enter, showing a mischievous laughing expression inside.
A lot of people were sitting in the room, such as Duke Ying Wei Zhangchun and several of Ah Luo's uncles. Surprisingly, Wei Zhangchun had voluntarily occupied a lower seat, yielding the top seat to the youth. It seemed like his identity wasn't simple at all.
Wei Luo quietly cursed on the inside, while she bounced over to Wei Kun, "Daddy…"
Wei Kun caught her small body, laughing as he said: "Ah Luo, quickly greet prince Jing. It was precisely his bodyguard that saved you the other day. Daddy specially invited prince Jing today, so we could properly express our gratitude."
Wei Luo stared blankly at Zhao Jie.
She had guessed that his status wasn't low, but she hadn't expected it to be this high!
Ah Luo hadn't seen prince Jing's face before, but she had heard rumors about him. In the future, he was going to be a significantly important person. After Emperor Chong Zhen abdicated, he would pass the throne to his (Zhao Jie's) younger brother Zhao Zhang. However, Zhao Zhang would be merely seven years old. Having no authoritative power, he would become the country's first puppet emperor. Zhao Jie would naturally become the ruling regent, all the ministers only acting upon his orders. He was a ruthless person, stubborn and assertive, would seek revenge for the slightest grievance, his schemes deep and profound.
Ah Luo gazed at his right hand's sleeve cuff embroidered in gold patterns. The sleeve slid back, exposing a row of deep tooth marks.
Obviously, during the past few days, those tooth marks hadn't faded one bit, but became more distinct instead.
Extra from the author's notes:
Zhao Jie: Now you know what is fear? You were so pleased when you bit me that time.
Ah Luo: …Alright with the biting. What do you want?
Zhao Jie: Come, let me bite you back.
Ah Luo: …
Ah Luo: Wait a minute, oh, aren't you biting the wrong place?
Zhao Jie: Where is it wrong? Isn't biting wifey's lips a matter of course?
Ah Luo: (slaps) I'm only six, you pervert!
Notes: If you feel that the kids talk like grown-ups, it's because I'm not skillful enough to translate language subtleties. I just translate the meaning straightforwardly, and it might sound too mature.
Song Hui is lucky that Wei Luo doesn't consider him hers… This yandere's future husband better have eyes only for her, lol.
Oh… Wei Luo felt a little discouraged.
He exposed the tooth marks, was it to deliberately let her see?
His present visit, could it be he'd come to settle the account with her?
Neither seemed impossible, after all, she had bitten him so heavily last time. His bodyguard had almost caught her to bring her back, and had added that they wanted to pull out her teeth. If she hadn't cried, it was very possible that she wouldn't have any incisors right now. If the rumors weren't false, in accordance with Prince Jing's vindictive character, it was highly unlikely that he would let her off.
Lying within Wei Kun's arms, Wei Luo was contemplating. She didn't want to lose her life right after being reborn, nor did she want to provoke this kind of great person. In the end, she wasn't a genuine six year old child. She had many thoughts whirling around in her head, and was much warier than others. Prince Jing's status was respectable. Since she had already offended him, there was no point regretting it belatedly. Apologizing to him now, he wouldn't necessarily accept it. It would be better to seize the opportunity and do a preventive strike, then maybe she could even find a way out. She lifted up her head from Wei Kun's embrace, her bright and sparkling big eyes looking at Zhao Jie, blinking with a naïve appearance: "Thank you, big brother Prince Jing."
Logically speaking, Zhao Jie was a prince, other people were afraid of not being careful enough around him. Since Ah Luo had called him Prince Jing, she shouldn't have added 'big brother'. Calling him 'big brother' implied a rather close relation. However, her small milky voice was naturally sweet and soft. Coupled with her age, it wouldn't make people think too deeply about it, only that her 'big brother' sounded really sweet and pleasant to hear.
Zhao Jie looked away, and subtly bent his lips.
He clearly remembered her rampant and domineering little manner from that day. Leaving aside the fact that she had bitten him, she had sat in her carriage afterwards, saying he wasn't tasty. Not tasty? What did she take him for, the eight treasure duck or roasted chicken sold on the streets of Sheng? Her little manner could really make people feel resentful, so different from her current docile and sensible appearance.
Being in front of her elders, she immediately turned honest?
Zhao Jie didn't speak, neither accepting her gratitude, nor expressing an opinion. He controlled his expression, as he thoughtfully toyed with the ivory folding fan at his waist.
Duke Ying, seeing that the tea cup in his hand was empty, asked for a maidservant to fill up a cup, and let Wei Luo personally carry it over, "These are this year's spring new Emei snow buds (probably type of tea), compared to other tea, the flavor is several times more fragrant and distinct. There's still half a catty left in the residence, if Prince likes it, you are welcome to take it all."
Zhao Jie didn't refuse, glancing at Wei Luo, "This Prince won't be polite then."
After the maidservant poured the good tea, the cup with an inked lid was placed in front of Ah Luo. Ah Luo climbed down from Wei Kun's body, and took the tea. She carefully walked towards Zhao Jie, and raised her arms, saying shyly: "Big brother, have some tea."
Her voice was pleasant, bringing out the youthful purity characteristic to young children. In addition, she dragged out the final sounds of her words, making them sound soft and smooth, so sweet it could give someone a toothache.
The little girl lifted her white and tender small face, her pair of almond eyes especially bright, with long and curling thick eyelashes. She exceedingly resembled the porcelain dolls from the Western Regions' tribute, Zhao Jie had to acknowledge this little girl was pretty. He wasn't in a hurry to receive the tea, leaning on the ironwood chair's cloud-patterned armrest as he watched her wordlessly.
This little girl was somewhat interesting, lovable in front of people, but ill-natured when they weren't looking. If he hadn't been ruthlessly bitten by her, he would've also been deceived by her pure as snow and cute outward appearance at this moment.
Since he wasn't speaking, Wei Luo once again called out: "Big brother…"
Zhao Jie smiled discreetly, received the cup of tea from her hands, and took a sip. He was just about to speak, when Wei Kun suddenly said from below: "Ah Luo, this person is Prince Jing, not big brother."
In fact, calling him 'big brother' wasn't entirely out of place, Wei Kun was simply too overcautious. If one were to look closely, Wei Luo truly had the right to call Zhao Jie 'big brother'. Zhao Jie's birth mother was Empress Chen, below Empress Chen was Noble Consort Ning, Noble Consort Ning and Count Zhongyi were from the same clan, and Count Zhongyi's residence was Madam Du's maternal home… Those were intricate relations, but even if the connection was complicated, it wasn't impossible to follow.
Having heard the advice, Wei Luo looked at him earnestly. She moved her lips and changed the way she called him: "…Big brother Prince Jing."
The result was, the 'big brother' label still remained.
Others may have thought Ah Luo was being obstinate, but Zhao Jie could see through her little ploy. This was fawning over him. The little miss had a guilty conscience, calling him 'big brother' over and over, in hopes that he would disregard the past enmity and cut her some slack. It was really entertaining. He wasn't fond of children, but this six year old little miss was rather different. He put down the small tea cup without commenting on the way she'd called him, his index finger tapping on the table's surface, "It was a mere effortless thing, not worth mentioning. Master Wei is speaking too seriously."
The tea had been respected, the thanks had also been expressed, there was nothing else for Wei Luo to do. As the adults were going to speak, they didn't let a small child attend. Duke Ying asked Jin Lu to carry her out. Hugging Jin Lu's neck, she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jie as they departed. Zhao Jie's deep black eyes were also looking at her. She immediately shrank back, only exposing a pair of limpid eyes, the small appearance both funny, and cute.
The person was already gone, but Zhao Jie's thin lips were still holding in his laughter.
He didn't bother covering the scar on his wrist. Wei Kun noticed the row of distinct purplish red tooth marks, and was inevitably startled. A moment ago, he had assumed his vision had been blurry. Now looking again, those tooth marks were still there. He asked: "Forgive this lowly official for being too talkative, the scar on the Prince's wrist… Was it caused by a bite?"
Zhao Jie propped his chin on his hand, with a lazy 'Yeah', he added: "I was bitten by a little girl."
Coming out of the front courtyard, Wei Luo returned to Pine courtyard directly.
She left Jin Lu's embrace, striding with her short legs, as she ransacked everywhere, looking for something. Not this one, not that one, either. Searching for a long time, she couldn't find it at all.
Jin Lu asked curiously: "What is Miss looking for?"
She used her hand to gesture, bending her head as she thought for quite a while, "When I returned from Huguo Temple, didn't daddy give me some medicine? It can improve blood circulation to remove the blood clots under the skin and treat a wound."
When they had left Huguo Temple, Nurse Ye had carried her while running quite a long distance. Unavoidably, she had gotten scratched by several branches. Seeing that, Wei Kun had felt sorry for her for a long time. The next day, he had found that bottle of medicine for her. The medicine's effect was very good, after applying it, the scabs had fallen off the very next day. She was suddenly looking for it now, Jin Lu was somewhat at a loss: "Didn't Miss' injuries get better?"
She shook her head, "It's not for me, I want to give it to someone."
Was there another wounded person in the residence?
Could it be for the fifth miss?
It wasn't actually impossible. Although fifth miss was unruly, she was after all fourth miss' blood related younger sister. How much enmity could there be between small children? Wei Zheng had sustained injuries today, so Wei Luo giving her that medicine was reasonable. With these thoughts in mind, Jin Lu didn't hesitate anymore, and went to search through the shelves in the back for a white glazed mosaic porcelain bottle. Handing it to Wei Luo, she said: "Does Miss intend to go to Ginkgo courtyard?"
Wei Luo blinked her eyes, a little perplexed, "Why would I want to go to Ginkgo courtyard?"
Jin Lu gawked, "You took the medicine for wounds, could it be that it's not for the fifth miss…"
She wrinkled her nose, the small milky voice suddenly unhappy, "It's definitely not for her. She got injured herself, yet still wanted to blame me. I'm definitely not giving it to her."
Wei Luo wasn't saying those words without any basis. According to Wei Zheng's temper, right now she would certainly be complaining in Madam Du's bosom. Wei Zheng was not a fool. The fact that Wei Luo had pushed her, even if it hadn't been on purpose, she would still say it was intentional. However, Wei Luo wasn't afraid, since anyone with eyes could see Wei Zheng's unruly behavior. Even if she spoke out, there wouldn't necessarily be many people who'd believe her.
Jin Lu was instantly confused, catching up to ask: "Whom is Miss giving this to?"
Wei Luo didn't respond to her, running on the patio, quickly rushing out through the engraved gate. She was afraid that she'd be one step late and Zhao Jie would have left. She didn't want to offend Zhao Jie. The wound from the bite, she couldn't compensate for, her sincerity would have to suffice.
Fortunately, she had gone promptly, arriving at the front courtyard just in time to catch up with the people, who were currently walking out.
Zhao Jie was in the center, with Duke Ying to his left, following half a step behind him, while the several uncles and Wei Kun were at the rear.
Wei Luo took advantage while they weren't paying attention to her to run over, appearing next to Zhao Jie's legs. Because she was too short, Zhao Jie didn't catch sight of her for some time. Then again, maybe he had seen her, but pretended he hadn't. Her small hand pulled his slender big hand and shook it, attracting his notice at last.
Zhao Jie lowered his eyes. Having just run, the little girl's delicate small face was flushed. Panting slightly, she raised the porcelain bottle in her hands, "Big brother… for you."
tea cup with lid
Notes: Milky voice – ingratiating, fawning, silky, tender, soft, youthful… You can take it any way. I've decided not to interpret it and just leave it as milky, I think it sounds endearing. I've translated it as soft previously, but I don't feel like going back and searching through the raws for each instance _.
Won't be polite – is a fancy way of saying 'thanks, I'll take advantage of your offer'.
The Western Regions' tribute – translated as I saw it, but it's kinda weird not getting any previous mention of their existence…
Phew, Ah Luo may be a softcore yandere, but her self preservation instinct takes precedence, lol. Don't expect Gasai Yuno level horror from her. The story itself is meant to be rather light-hearted.
Her voice attracted the attention of Wei Kun and Duke Ying, the several adults lowered their heads one after another. Wei Kun spoke surprised: "Ah Luo? Why are you here?"
Wei Luo raised her clear and bright small face, dimples showing as she smiled. Her words were especially sensible: "I've come to give big brother Prince Jing this medicine, since big brother Prince Jing's hand has an injury. Applying the medicine, it should get well right away."
Finished speaking, she kept her short arms up, but seeing that Zhao Jie didn't move to accept, she simply gripped his big hand and pried his fingers open, placing the white glaze porcelain bottle inside. "Big brother, apply this every day twice a day, it'll get better very quickly."
The little girl's voice was sticky sweet. Looking down from this angle, her eyelashes were long and thick, hiding that pair of bright and lively big eyes. What expression did that pair of eyes show right now? Sly or sincere? Zhao Jie wondered pensively, then closed his palm and put the bottle in his pouch, the edge of his lips lifting slightly in a smile: "How did you know my hand was injured?"
Wei Luo's shoulders flinched. She retreated two steps to meet his line of sight. Compared to her, he was much taller. At her current age, her height was much too inferior, looking up at people almost made her neck snap. There wasn't the slightest hint of shame on her face as she crisply spoke: "When we met at the front courtyard a moment ago, big brother's sleeve fell back, and Ah Luo saw."
It actually could be explained that way.
Zhao Jie smiled and reached out to stroke her head, his thumb rubbing her forehead. With a deep tone, he said: "Thank you, you're considerate."
His fingers were long and strong. In the sunlight, they seemed to glow like white jade, really like a pair of hands raised in a respectable house. He accidentally parted the bangs on Wei Luo's forehead, only to find a bright red small birthmark between the little girl's eyebrows. Set on her white and tender small face, she appeared even more delicate, charming, and cute. The longer he looked, the more it seemed as if she had walked out of a picture, her lips like cherry, her teeth like pearls. Zhao Jie turned away, and didn't look at her again. Together with Duke Ying, he walked out of the Duke's residence.
Wei Luo stood in the yard pondering. The stuff was received, it should mean she was forgiven, right?
She couldn't see through Zhao Jie's thoughts, only feeling that this person's thoughts were deep, complex and hard to fathom. She searched through the memories related to the previous life's Zhao Jie. He was intelligent and outstanding, noble and handsome, the Retired Emperor's favorite. He was conferred the rank of Prince at twelve years old. His methods were firm and shrewd, very quickly gathering a group reliable aides. After the Retired Emperor passed away, Emperor Chong Zhen, who was unhappy with his (Zhao Jie's) growing ambitions, soon found an excuse to send him off to Wurong to toughen his body, for the duration of exactly three years. Calculating the days, he should have recently come back from Wurong. After returning, he discovered that the structural changes in the Imperial court were very big. Emperor Chong Zhen vigorously supported his younger brother Zhao Zhang, even intending to establish him as Crown Prince…
If memories served right, Zhao Zhang was Noble Consort Ning's son.
Was the Emperor's mind blinded by love, letting go of the perfect from head to toe legitimate son, and insisting on backing up the illegitimate one?
Wei Luo had a few words of silent critique in her mind, the secrets of the royal family were too many and too complex, she couldn't possibly grasp it all in such a short time. In any case, as far as she could remember, Zhao Jie would later become someone, who would overturn all levels of society.
After sending off Zhao Jie, Wei Kun took Wei Luo along to return to Pine courtyard.
As for Ginkgo courtyard, it was still restless. Madam Du couldn't see Wei Kun, so she thought of a method and got in touch with the third madam Liu. Weeping loudly, she poured out her great sufferings in front of Madam Liu, then asked her to go to Pine courtyard and persuade Wei Kun to bring her back, as she couldn't go on living in this place anymore.
Wei Kun flung his sleeves and remained unmoved: "If she can't go on living there, then let her return to Count Zhongyi's residence!"
Returning to the maternal home divorced and pregnant, how big of a disgrace was that? What would other people think? They would certainly assume Madam Du had had an affair with someone, that the child wasn't Wei Kun's, so Wei Kun couldn't put up with her. At that time, not only would Madam Du's reputation sweep the floor, the rest of the young ladies in Count Zhongyi's residence wouldn't be able to marry.
Madam Liu hadn't expected that even after several days, his anger still had not dissipated one bit. Drinking a mouthful of tea, she advised: "How can fifth brother-in-law say that? Fifth sister-in-law has followed you through thick and thin for five years, in these five years she's helped you manage the home. Even without earning recognition, she has worked hard… Now she's only made one mistake due to confusion. Making the mistake, fine, it's good that you punished her, but refusing to compromise for so long is not the way to go." She glanced at Wei Luo, who was in Wei Kun's arms, with a veiled expression, "After all, fifth sister-in-law is pregnant, she should take good care of herself, yet she's living in that place, without any people to care for her. If the child is a son, Ah Luo will gain another younger brother, then continuing to live in that place is even more unacceptable…"
Wei Luo didn't like the expression in her eyes, it made her feel uneasy all over. Thus, she burrowed deeper in Wei Kun's embrace and ignored her.
Ah Luo's intuition was really accurate. The past life's Madam Liu didn't like her, and in this life it was still the same. Madam Liu was very nice to Wei Zheng, but towards Ah Luo and Changhong, she wasn't particularly warm. Sometimes there was even a trace of loathing. The cause of that, the Ah Luo from before couldn't have understood, but she could partly see it now…
That day in the reception pavilion, when they had discussed how to handle Madam Du, she had been peeping from outside, and had naturally also seen the conflict between third uncle and father. Afterwards, third uncle had come out and had looked at her with a somewhat distracted expression, as if he was looking at someone else.
Ah Luo wasn't a fool. Third uncle's behavior had been so obvious, she had to be slow-witted not to have guessed correctly.
Wei Kun wasn't saying anything. Wei Luo was worried he would relent, so she muttered a protest within his arms: "I only have Changhong as a younger brother, I don't want any other younger brother."
Her worry wasn't unfounded. Wei Kun's disposition was mild and easily swayed, and the third aunt was silver-tongued. Perhaps Wei Kun would be persuaded in a few words. How was that alright? That would be letting Madam Du off too lightly.
Madam Liu looked at her with a weird smile, "Madam's son is your younger brother, how could Ah Luo say you don't want him?"
Wei Luo didn't look at her. She lowered her head and opened Wei Kun's hand to play with his fingers, going over each and every digit back and forth, mumbling as though she felt wronged, "Ah Luo just doesn't want."
For the most part, the child had gone through a great trauma on her way back from Huguo Temple, to the extent that she couldn't help but shiver at the mere mention of Madam Du. Wei Kun watched her affectionately, his arms enveloping Wei Luo even closer, as he said to Madam Liu: "Third sister-in-law doesn't need to persuade me again. Madam Du has made a mistake and deserves to be punished. As for her child, be it a son or a daughter, wait for her to give birth first, then talk! I won't discuss this matter again, third sister-in-law should go back."
In other words, Madam Du should at the very least reside in Ginkgo courtyard until she gave birth?
Madam Liu's expression wavered. Whether she had more to say or not, she didn't have a good reason to stay behind. She got up to take her leave. She didn't directly return to the third branch house, but turned around midway to head for Ginkgo courtyard, so she could personally deliver Wei Kun's words to Madam Du.
Madam Du listened in a daze. Sitting in an armchair, she couldn't come to her senses for a long time.
Still eight more months to live here, but she couldn't go on staying here for even a day longer! The house was simple and crude, with only two maidservants by her side. Although the servants didn't treat them harshly, it was very different compared to her previous lifestyle after all. It had been a life of luxury before. Dozens of maidservants and old servants all around, whoever saw her would be courteous and respectful, calling her fifth madam. Now she was trapped inside this small courtyard, seeing her own daughter's face was already difficult. How could she accept such a downgrade?
Notes: Zhao Jie almost turned into a lolicon there _…
Still not sure whether Wurong is an army base, a remote city/area, or a different country that they may or may not be at war with. I guess it'll become clear later on in the novel.
The chair in this chapter was actually called eight immortals chair. I always see these fancy and auspicious names for everything, furniture or food (last chapter's table was also eight immortals table). I'm not sure whether there's a good translation for that, but here's a picture to see what the chairs look like (dust and all lol). I imagine there'd normally be a pillow on the seat.