"elder brother."
"Well," a magnetic voice sounded in front of Su Baoer, which shocked her so much that she lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at this person again.
The book in his hand was taken away, and Xie Wei returned to his position, leaning lazily on the armrest.
Opening the book in his hand, the ambiguous words in it were spoken by his indifferent voice without any sense of substitution.
But Su Baoer was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into the ground. She walked up to Xie Wei and snatched the book away.
"Brother, you don't want to read anymore."
Xie Wei asked: "Is it because I didn't read it well?"
"Of course not," Su Baoer quickly shook his head: "It's just that this book is not suitable."
This kind of book was what she used to kill boring time, but she didn't expect that Xiaoliu and the others would actually put the book in this room, and Xie Wei would see it.
Su Baoer lowered his head in embarrassment.
Xie Wei smiled imperceptibly. He rarely had the desire to tease others.
But he doesn't have the time to tease others.
Xie Wei patted the table. People who have been familiar with him since childhood naturally understood what he meant.
Su Baoer walked over and sat down.
Xie Wei took out another book. It was a travelogue describing the scenery of various places.
Hearing Jiangnan Su Baoer asked curiously: "Brother, is Jiangnan really like spring all year round as written in the book?"
"No, it's just that winter is warmer than here."
"It's nice to be warmer than the capital," Su Baoer said with some joy. Her mother's family is in Jiangnan, so she naturally has a natural affinity for Jiangnan.
Xie Wei also thought of this. He rubbed the pages of the book with his fingers and lowered his eyes not knowing what he was thinking.
After Su Baoer finished speaking, he continued reading the next page.
The white snow is falling outside the house, and the sound of books is ringing inside.
The figures of the two people seemed to overlap with those of them who sat in the study and read poems aloud when they were young.
Xie Wei was even in a daze and couldn't tell what night it was.
Time passed while the two of them were talking, and by the time they were about to go back to their houses in the evening.
Su Baoer pinched the corner of Xie Wei's clothes and opened his pitiful eyes. Xie Wei stopped in his tracks.
"What's wrong?"
"I want to give my brother something."
"what?"
Su Baoer said nothing and took out a black gold purse with lotus embroidered on it from his pocket.
She grabbed Xie Wei's belt. Xie Wei moved his steps and held his hands tightly, restraining his body reaction of wanting to step back.
"What's wrong, brother?"
"nothing."
Seeing that his expression was as usual, Su Baoer hung her purse around his waist.
The black gold-patterned lotus purse swayed with his movements on his lean and powerful waist. Matched with his black clothes, it looked even more noble and charming.
Su Baoer looked down at his purse and admired his work.
Xie Wei said softly: "Thank you."
Many people gave him purses. Those people took a fancy to his talent, appearance and background, and the purses they gave him couldn't be more exquisite and beautiful.
But that's not what he wants, it's never that thing he wants.
Su Baoer smiled and said: "Brother, how can you say thank you? This is what should belong to you."
Does it belong to him? Xie Wei lowered his eyes and looked at the purse on his waist without saying anything.
Su Baoer thought of the Xue family. The position of the heir apparent of the Xue family and the glory of the Xue family should belong to his elder brother.
She always hated these people in her heart.
After the two separated, Xie Wei returned to the room, looked at the purse and curled his lips. Under the dim candlelight, what should have been a scary scene now looked a little tender.
If that hadn't happened, the two of them would have been an unmarried couple.
But now it's probably impossible for the two of them.
As for what belongs to him, it has long since died with Xue Dingfei.
He longed in his heart, but couldn't help but retreat.
Xie Wei's mother and Su Baoer's mother-in-law were cousins. In order to destroy the alliance between the Yan family and the Xue family, the late emperor brought Su Baoer's mother into the palace.
In the intrigues of the palace, Su Baoer was born. Because she was a frail and sickly girl, the relationship between the Xue family and the Yan family, which had a somewhat strange attitude at first, returned to being better than before.
That year, the Queen Mother even directly said that she would make Abaoji her legitimate daughter, and she would marry whomever she wanted to marry in the future.
How ridiculous.
How could such a vicious person be so kind?
Xie Wei sat silently in the darkness, his indifferent eyes with a cold color.
The next day, Su Baoer opened the window and saw the white plum blossoms placed on the edge of the bed. He looked a little sad and seemed to have guessed something.
"He's gone?"
"Yes, Mr. Xie left this morning."
Yes, she could tell from the day before yesterday that this person would leave sooner or later. Su Baoer was lying on the window edge with a melancholy expression, staring at the plum blossoms and slowly drifting away.
The temples in the mountains are extremely quiet in the heavy snow, and no tourists come here at this time.
Jiang Xuening stayed for a few days and was ready to resign with Su Baoer.
She hesitated and didn't know what to do, so she asked Su Bao'er to borrow a carriage. Unexpectedly, Su Bao'er saw her thoughts and smiled gently: "I'll ask the groom to take you there. It will be safer on the road."
