After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 358 Brothers and Sisters
It was only after he walked away that Chen Ziyu came back to his senses.

There was obviously sarcasm in Wei Ran's words just now, but she was in a trance and didn't hear it for a while.

Chen Ziyu pinched her palm, and the pain made her wake up a little bit, "It's just an idle prince, what's so arrogant about it!"

His Majesty's keeping him alive is considered a great gift.

Thinking about it this way, I felt much more at ease.

As soon as Wei Ran arrived at the entrance of the imperial study, Ge Zhang greeted him, "See the lord, your majesty is reviewing the papers inside, please come to the lord."

"Ah."

Wei Ran walked in and admired the surrounding scenery.

In the half a year since he left, the surroundings of the imperial study room have taken on a new look, with a small artificial lake added, and the surrounding plants have become more lush.

The door creaked and was pushed open, Wei Ziyuan raised his head in response, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Eighth Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and now I am finally willing to come back?"

He got up, walked around the desk, walked to Wei Ran, patted his arm, and then frowned, "Why do you feel thinner, the servant didn't take good care of you?"

"Brother Huang's words are wrong. I'm not thin. It's just that I've been out for a long time." Wei Ran smiled and raised his eyebrows. "The state banquet is coming soon, and there are guests from all over the world. You have to come back to support Brother Huang."

The two were chatting and laughing, and they looked like brothers and friends respecting each other.

Seeing that his body was covered with dust, Wei Ziyuan said, "It was hard for you to ride the horse all the way back. After returning to the mansion, you should take a good rest. Gu has sent two newly-made clothes by the embroiderer. You can see if they suit you."

"Thank you, brother, for your concern."

Wei Ziyuan seemed to be quite emotional, "Now in Pingdu City, there are only you and me as brothers, so we should care about and support each other."

……

The two talked for a while, and then Wei Ran got up and went back to the house.

The smile on the corner of his mouth had already fallen when he walked out of the imperial study room, with neither joy nor sorrow on his face, he rode his beloved horse back to the Xiaoyao Palace after a long absence.

This mansion was not so gorgeous earlier, it was after he left that Wei Ziyuan ordered to renovate it, and it has its current appearance.

Everyone in the world sighed that the two brothers have a good relationship, and His Majesty is a person who values ​​love, righteousness and generosity, Wei Ran can only sneer at this.

After getting off the horse, the housekeeper immediately came up to meet him. Wei Ziyuan handed him the reins, and was about to lift his legs to walk in when he suddenly noticed eyes on him.

Looking back, looking behind him, he saw a woman on the second floor of the theater diagonally opposite, holding her chin and looking at him from afar.

His gaze was straight, but not frivolous, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows and asked the housekeeper next to him, "Who is she?"

Seeing that his clothes don't look like ordinary people, could it be that he is an upstart in Pingdu?

The butler looked in the direction he indicated, was a little stunned, and then said, "This is the maidservant next to Prince Xuan Zhou, named Su Yin, I don't know how she came to the theater today."

Coincidentally, it was the time when King Xiaoyao came back.

After hearing this, Wei Ran glanced at her on the second floor again, his eyes collided, Su Yin nodded slightly at him, he was surprised, but also returned the courtesy.

"Is it the woman who has caused waves in Pingdu recently?"

Butler: "Exactly."

"interesting."

Wei Ran withdrew his gaze, said something casually, walked up the steps, and entered the mansion.

Su Yin looked at his back, a little lost in thought.

After all, the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses was no match for the tempering of the years.

(End of this chapter)