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.”