I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

Chen Jia silently pulled her hand back. She bowed to Prime Minister Cui who had come to help them today. "Thank you very much, Prime Minister Cui, for coming here in person to present the rice paper. We have no way to repay you. Could you please go to the Duke of Zhao's mansion for a gathering?"

Prime Minister Cui is indeed a shrewd and experienced man. Although Chen Jue is only in his teens and does not understand the ways of officialdom, Chen Jue knows when to give face to whom.

Prime Minister Cui also knew that His Majesty had asked him to take good care of Chen Jue. Although Chen Jue had been arrogant just now, it did not stop him from following His Majesty's wishes.

Prime Minister Cui laughed out loud, "In that case, I will have to bother you for a while."

After all, Chen Jia had been the daughter-in-law of a large clan for a long time, and she had a suitable smile on her face, "It is a real pleasure to have a distinguished guest like you in the Zhaoguo Mansion, and it brings honor to our humble home."

Chen Jia glanced at Chen Jue, who understood his sister's intention to let him approach Prime Minister Cui, and bowed, "Sister, you are right. The Duke of Zhao's Mansion is open to welcome guests, and it must welcome distinguished guests like you, so that the Duke of Zhao's Mansion can keep the pots and stoves hot and have good fortune."

Prime Minister Cui saw that Chen Jue rarely said nice things, so he smiled even more brightly, "Since that's the case, and you've all been busy for a long time, let's go to the Duke of Zhao's mansion and have a drink together."

The guards bowed and said "yes" in unison.

Chen Jia also did not forget Wei Lang. Her elegant smile made Wei Lang intoxicated.

"Sir Wei, the Duke of Zhao's mansion has just planted a phoenix tree. I wonder if you, the blue phoenix, can go with Prime Minister Cui, the fire phoenix?"

Prime Minister Cui's horoscope sign is fire, and Wei Lang's nickname is Qingluan. Chen Jia praised both of them in one sentence, and also made Prime Minister Cui's status as the head of all officials the same as that of the phoenix, the king of birds. She praised Prime Minister Cui openly and secretly, and it was obvious that Prime Minister Cui enjoyed it very much.

Prime Minister Cui did not wait for Wei Lang to speak. He laughed loudly, "Haha, Lord Wei, you and Chen Jue are colleagues and close friends. Why bother to refuse?"

Wei Lang couldn't wait to stay with Chen Jia for a while longer, and nodded with a smile, "The Prime Minister is right. I cannot refuse the invitation from the host."

Chen Jia made a gesture of invitation to Prime Minister Cui, Chen Jue accompanied Prime Minister Cui forward, and Chen Jia walked side by side with Wei Lang.

Yang Xiu watched Chen Jia and Wei Lang walk towards the sunset. Their well-matched backs hurt Yang Xiu's eyes.

Yang Xiu clenched his fists unconsciously, not only because he regretted giving up Chen Jue, the Duke of Zhao, but also because he could have risen to prominence with the help of this pair of siblings.

The old lady wanted to say something, but seeing that Yang Xiu looked very unhappy, she could only lower her head.

Seeing that the emperor had stepped forward to settle the matter, the Yang family and Minister Chen and his wife did not dare to act rashly, and everyone dispersed. For a moment, only Yang Xiu and Sima Fei'er were left in the courtyard.

Sima Feier put her hand on Yang Xiu's wrist, "Brother Xiu, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Xiu looked at Sima Fei'er who was so close to him. He seemed to be drugging himself and kept telling himself: I love Fei'er. For her, I even asked His Majesty for a marriage. I really love Fei'er.

Yang Xiu took a deep breath, held Sima Fei'er's hand, and said tiredly: "Nothing, I'm just too tired today."

Sima Fei'er looked at their folded hands, and she restrained herself from looking at the empty door. Perhaps Yang Xiu was not completely without feelings for Chen Jia.

In the mansion of Duke Zhao, Chen Jue and Prime Minister Cui were drinking and chatting happily. Although Chen Jue and Prime Minister Cui seldom spoke to each other, once they started talking, they actually became close friends regardless of age difference.

With some people, you only need a few words to know if they are the right person.

Wei Lang drank some wine, and in order to get rid of the smell of alcohol, he walked towards the lake of Duke Zhao's mansion. Coincidentally, Chen Jia was picking lotus seeds by the lake.

The starry sky was shining at night, and the lanterns on the boat illuminated the night. Chen Jia on the boat stretched out her fair jade hands, looking for sweet and delicious lotus pods among the green lotus leaves.

The rippling water, the hazy moonlight and the graceful beauty are just like a poem.

Wei Lang put his hands behind his back and stared blankly at the hazy yet familiar figure on the boat.

After a while, Chen Jia came back with a boat loaded with lotus pods. When she went ashore with the basket on her shoulder, she saw Wei Lang standing on the shore waiting for her.

Wei Lang is indeed a nobleman from a wealthy family. The apricot-colored ribbons flying in the wind make him look like a fairy from the moon. The gorgeous clothes make him look elegant and radiant.

Chen Jia looked at this handsome and mature nobleman and she couldn't help but smile. She had never carefully observed Wei Lang, but now it seemed that he had a good appearance.

Chen Jia walked towards the tipsy Wei Lang holding a lotus pod and pointed to the crowded hall next to her. "Why don't you go in?"

Wei Lang pointed at Chen Jia's lotus pod. Chen Jia handed it to him with a smile. He held the lotus pod and peeled the lotus seeds and ate them.

"I can't drink much, I need to get some fresh air," Wei Lang held up the lotus pod in his hand, "The lotus seeds are very sweet, you are very good at picking them."

"Lotus seeds can help you clear your mouth."

Chen Jia and Wei Lang walked unconsciously to the pavilion by the lake, and they sat opposite each other under the light of lanterns. Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia who was so close to him, and the smile on his face deepened.

Wei Lang put down the lotus pod and tilted his head to look at the guards standing in groups of two or three by the lake. They were singing loudly at the moment.

"Have you really decided to stay in the Duke of Zhao's mansion for a long time?"

Chen Jia was puzzled at first, but when Wei Lang turned around and looked so serious, she smiled in understanding.

"Well, this is Jue's home. I have to accompany him before he reaches adulthood."

"Your master doesn't want you to waste your life."

"I respected my teacher's orders, but fate played a joke on me."

"So, you won't give others a chance?"

Opportunity?! Chen Jia's relaxed demeanor tensed, and she stared into Wei Lang's eyes.

Wei Lang took out many letters from Chen Jia from his chest. He folded them neatly and put them in scented envelopes.

"Yang Xiu's family is not peaceful, and you are not happy there. But my family is not like that, and I can give you enough trust."

Wei Lang put his hand on the letter. Chen Jia didn't expect that Wei Lang really had such feelings for her.

"I……"

Chen Jia couldn't explain how she felt inside. She was a normal woman, and she also yearned for the romance between handsome men and beautiful women.

But her failed marriage made her a little scared...

"You don't have to reply to me yet. Just give me a chance and see what I will do." Wei Lang pushed the letter to Chen Jia, "Just don't reject it."

Chen Jia looked at the letter in front of him. He was the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, experienced and of noble birth. He was also the dream lover of many women in Daliang, handsome as an immortal, elegant and easy-going.

Such a man... is truly fascinating.

Wei Lang smiled, picked up the lotus pod and started eating again, "Today's lotus pod is indeed refreshing, and I am mostly sober now."

"I'm glad you woke up, so I don't have to send someone to carry you back to the Wei Mansion."

Wei Lang stopped eating the lotus pod and looked at Chen Jue who came late.

Chen Jue's cheeks were flushed because he had drunk some wine, and he walked over unsteadily.