Chapter 399: Wei Ruo was drunk (1)
A Blessed Daughter
Chapter 399: Wei Ruo was drunk (1)
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Wei Ruo looked at Wei Jinyi and laughed, while Wei Jinyi was a little helpless.
It was already late, and by propriety, he should not have appeared in the courtyard of Wei Ruo, who was already thirteen.
“Second Brother, Don’t be so uptight about this. There’s nothing we haven’t seen before.” Wei Ruo said with a smile.
Wei Jinyi looked at the table of wine and dishes that Wei Ruo had already prepared. His expression carried a trace of helplessness, but his gaze was gentle.
“Second Brother, stand there and don’t move.” Wei Ruo said.
Wei Jinyi didn’t know what Wei Ruo intended, but he still followed her instructions and stood in place.
Wei Ruo walked over and kicked the tree beside them.
The snow piled on the branches came crashing down with a rustle, landing all over Wei Jinyi.
Wei Ruo stood to the side and laughed as she watched.
Wei Jinyi was stunned for a moment, then, realizing what had happened, fixed his burning gaze on Wei Ruo, who was clutching her stomach and laughing so hard she was nearly doubled over.
Xiaobei and Xiumei were also dazed for a moment, then joined in the laughter.
Wei Jinyi walked up to Wei Ruo and reached out to brush off the snow that had fallen on her.
When the snow fell from the tree, quite a lot had landed on her as well—on her hair, and on the fur collar of her cloak.
“Have you been quarreling with Mother these past few days?” Wei Jinyi asked.
“How did you know, Second Brother? Was it Jinghu who secretly told you?” Wei Ruo asked.
Last time she quarreled with Yun Shi, Jinghu had suddenly appeared, so she suspected Jinghu might have done it on purpose.
“Mm.” Wei Jinyi did not conceal it, but gave a straightforward confirmation.
“Second Brother, sit down. Meimei and I prepared a lot of wine and dishes. We thought we would have to spend this New Year’s Eve with just the two of us, but since you came back, the four of us can spend it together. It’ll be livelier.” With a broad smile, Wei Ruo pulled on Wei Jinyi’s hand and led him toward the dining table.
Wei Jinyi looked at the hand Wei Ruo was holding, a little hesitant, but in the end he did not pull it back.
After sitting down, Xiumei went to fetch two more sets of bowls and chopsticks, while Wei Ruo poured wine into the cup in front of Wei Jinyi.
Wei Jinyi looked at the wine cup before him. “Ruo’er, I don’t drink.”
Wei Ruo stuck out her tongue. “I thought I could get away with it this time and see Second Brother drunk again.”
Wei Jinyi’s expression faltered, his cheeks faintly red.
He had no memory of what he did when drunk, but thinking about the things he might have done made his ears burn.
Wei Ruo turned to Xiumei and said, “Meimei, go bring over that winter melon tea you made last time. Also, I still have some white tea in the storage—bring it all out.”
“Alright.” Xiumei got up and went inside to fetch them.
Wei Ruo picked up the brocade box just now. “The gift Second Brother prepared for me feels heavy.”
“Mhm, open it and see,” Wei Jinyi said.
“Okay.”
Wei Ruo opened the brocade box, and inside was a pixiu. Under the glow of moonlight and lamplight, the object shone entirely golden.
Golden? Could it be…
Wei Ruo took out the pixiu, held it in her hand and examined it carefully. Finally, she confirmed—it was a pixiu made of pure gold.
“Second Brother, don’t tell me this pixiu is made of gold,” Wei Ruo said with an expression of shock and disbelief.
“Mhm.” Wei Jinyi gave a definite answer.
At the same time, Xiaobei, standing to the side, explained for his young master: “Young Master said that pixiu symbolizes attracting wealth and good fortune. Surely the Eldest Miss would like it.”
That might be true, but making a pixiu out of solid gold was far too extravagant!
It was already late, and by propriety, he should not have appeared in the courtyard of Wei Ruo, who was already thirteen.
“Second Brother, Don’t be so uptight about this. There’s nothing we haven’t seen before.” Wei Ruo said with a smile.
Wei Jinyi looked at the table of wine and dishes that Wei Ruo had already prepared. His expression carried a trace of helplessness, but his gaze was gentle.
“Second Brother, stand there and don’t move.” Wei Ruo said.
Wei Jinyi didn’t know what Wei Ruo intended, but he still followed her instructions and stood in place.
Wei Ruo walked over and kicked the tree beside them.
The snow piled on the branches came crashing down with a rustle, landing all over Wei Jinyi.
Wei Ruo stood to the side and laughed as she watched.
Wei Jinyi was stunned for a moment, then, realizing what had happened, fixed his burning gaze on Wei Ruo, who was clutching her stomach and laughing so hard she was nearly doubled over.
Xiaobei and Xiumei were also dazed for a moment, then joined in the laughter.
Wei Jinyi walked up to Wei Ruo and reached out to brush off the snow that had fallen on her.
When the snow fell from the tree, quite a lot had landed on her as well—on her hair, and on the fur collar of her cloak.
“Have you been quarreling with Mother these past few days?” Wei Jinyi asked.
“How did you know, Second Brother? Was it Jinghu who secretly told you?” Wei Ruo asked.
Last time she quarreled with Yun Shi, Jinghu had suddenly appeared, so she suspected Jinghu might have done it on purpose.
“Mm.” Wei Jinyi did not conceal it, but gave a straightforward confirmation.
“Second Brother, sit down. Meimei and I prepared a lot of wine and dishes. We thought we would have to spend this New Year’s Eve with just the two of us, but since you came back, the four of us can spend it together. It’ll be livelier.” With a broad smile, Wei Ruo pulled on Wei Jinyi’s hand and led him toward the dining table.
Wei Jinyi looked at the hand Wei Ruo was holding, a little hesitant, but in the end he did not pull it back.
After sitting down, Xiumei went to fetch two more sets of bowls and chopsticks, while Wei Ruo poured wine into the cup in front of Wei Jinyi.
Wei Jinyi looked at the wine cup before him. “Ruo’er, I don’t drink.”
Wei Ruo stuck out her tongue. “I thought I could get away with it this time and see Second Brother drunk again.”
Wei Jinyi’s expression faltered, his cheeks faintly red.
He had no memory of what he did when drunk, but thinking about the things he might have done made his ears burn.
Wei Ruo turned to Xiumei and said, “Meimei, go bring over that winter melon tea you made last time. Also, I still have some white tea in the storage—bring it all out.”
“Alright.” Xiumei got up and went inside to fetch them.
Wei Ruo picked up the brocade box just now. “The gift Second Brother prepared for me feels heavy.”
“Mhm, open it and see,” Wei Jinyi said.
“Okay.”
Wei Ruo opened the brocade box, and inside was a pixiu. Under the glow of moonlight and lamplight, the object shone entirely golden.
Golden? Could it be…
Wei Ruo took out the pixiu, held it in her hand and examined it carefully. Finally, she confirmed—it was a pixiu made of pure gold.
-Pixiu is considered a powerful protector that brings wealth, good fortune, and wards off evil spirits.
“Second Brother, don’t tell me this pixiu is made of gold,” Wei Ruo said with an expression of shock and disbelief.
“Mhm.” Wei Jinyi gave a definite answer.
At the same time, Xiaobei, standing to the side, explained for his young master: “Young Master said that pixiu symbolizes attracting wealth and good fortune. Surely the Eldest Miss would like it.”
That might be true, but making a pixiu out of solid gold was far too extravagant!
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