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

After Chen Jue and the prince discussed the plan to deal with the King of Jin, they returned home. He was still in a heavy mood, and the conversation between the King of Jin and the King of Zhao under the roof and the angry and determined expression of the prince kept appearing in his mind.

"I'm back." Chen Jue walked into the house and shouted inside.

Chen Jia heard the sound and walked out from the inner room with a gentle smile on her face.

"Why are you back so late today?"

Chen Jue frowned slightly, walked to the table, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"There are some things that need to be dealt with today." He took a sip of tea, and then told Chen Jia everything he had heard in Prince Jin's mansion.

After hearing this, Chen Jia's face became a little solemn. She sat down next to Chen Jue, thought for a moment and said, "This King Jin is indeed cunning, it seems he has a backup plan. Although we have a plan now, we can't take it lightly. In my opinion, the best way is to wait and see and wait for the opportunity."

Chen Jue nodded, "You are right."

Chen Jia gently held Chen Jue's hand, "You should also be careful and don't be impulsive."

Chen Jue felt Chen Jia's concern and felt warm in his heart.

"Don't worry, I will be careful. By the way, the Shangsi Festival on the third day of March will be in a few days. How about we go out for fun together?" He wanted to take this opportunity to relax and let Chen Jia go out and relax.

Chen Jia's eyes lit up. "Great! The Shangsi Festival is a lively festival. We can go for an outing by the river and watch the poetry gatherings of those literati and scholars. Maybe we can encounter some interesting things."

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the Shangsi Festival. On this day, the sun was shining brightly, the spring breeze was gentle, and the entire capital was immersed in the festive atmosphere. Chen Jue and Chen Jia went out early and came to the river outside the city.

Many people have gathered by the river, including handsome men and ladies in gorgeous clothes and ordinary people. People are strolling and playing by the river, some are flying kites, some are appreciating flowers, and some are reciting poems.

Chen Jue and Chen Jia walked hand in hand along the river, admiring the beautiful scenery around them. Chen Jia's face was filled with a happy smile, and she looked at the flowers blooming by the river and exclaimed from time to time.

"Look, that flower is so beautiful."

"It is indeed beautiful, just like you."

After hearing this, Chen Jia's cheeks turned slightly red and she looked at Chen Jue with annoyance.

"Only you can talk."

They continued walking forward and came to a poetry meeting, where many writers and poets gathered and were writing poems with the theme of "Shangsi Festival".

Chen Jue and Chen Jia stood aside, watching with interest. A young scholar stepped forward and recited a poem he had composed, winning applause from the crowd.

"Chen Jue, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Chen Jue and Chen Jia looked back and saw Wei Lang walking towards them.

Chen Jue's expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"Brother Lang, what a coincidence."

Wei Lang walked up to them, looked at Chen Jue and Chen Jia, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face. When his eyes fell on Chen Jia, a complicated look suddenly flashed across his face, and he hesitated to speak.

Chen Jia noticed Wei Lang's gaze, turned her head away and ignored him.

Chen Jue gently pulled Chen Jia's hand and said, "We have something else to do, so we'll take our leave now."

Chen Jue and Chen Jia were about to leave, but Wei Lang seemed unwilling to give up. He stepped forward and blocked their way.

"Chen Jia, I... I have something to say to you." Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia with a hint of eagerness and desire in his eyes.

Chen Jia frowned, "Wei Lang, there is nothing more to talk about between us."

Wei Lang ignored Chen Jia's refusal and said, "Chen Jia, please, just give me some time. I have never let you go in my heart all these years."

There was deep attachment and pain in his voice.

Chen Jia stopped and looked at Wei Lang, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes, "Wei Lang, the past is the past, we can't go back."

Wei Lang's eyes were filled with pain and reluctance, "Why? Chen Jia, we were so good together, have you forgotten those precious memories?" His voice trembled slightly, as if he was trying to suppress the emotional storm in his heart.

Chen Jia sighed, "Wei Lang, I haven't forgotten, but that's just the past. We have all grown up, and life has changed dramatically. You have your choice, and I have my life path."

Wei Lang said anxiously: "Chen Jia, I know you may be worried about my current situation, but my feelings for you are sincere and deep. I can give up everything for you as long as you can come back to me."

Chen Jia shook her head. "Wei Lang, this is not a question of giving up or not. We have already embarked on different paths and have different directions in life. Besides, once you miss a relationship, it is difficult to go back."

Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia's determined eyes, his heart filled with loss and despair, "Chen Jia, are you really so cruel? You won't even give me a chance?"

Chen Jia was silent for a moment, then said: "Wei Lang, it's not that I'm cruel. It's just that we have missed each other, so let's leave those beautiful memories in the past. We should all look forward and find our own happiness."

Wei Lang stood there blankly, watching Chen Jia and Chen Jue's backs gradually going away, his eyes full of loneliness and helplessness. He knew that he had lost Chen Jia, and the good times he had had could never be relived again.

Chen Jue and Chen Jia continued walking, and Chen Jia felt a little heavy.

"Sister, are you okay?" Chen Jue asked with concern.

Chen Jia smiled slightly, "I'm fine, just feeling a little emotional. Wei Lang... maybe he just can't let go of the past for the time being."

Chen Jue nodded, "Well, I hope he can figure it out soon. Sister, don't worry about him, you still have me."

Chen Jia touched Chen Jue's head and said, "I know, I feel at ease with you by my side. Let's enjoy this Shangsi Festival and not let these unpleasant things affect our mood."

Chen Jue and Chen Jia continued to stroll along the river, gradually getting rid of the gloom brought by Wei Lang.

At this time, bursts of tempting aroma wafted from not far away. It turned out to be a busy barbecue stall.

"Sister, look at the barbecue over there, it seems very good, let's go and try it." Chen Jue suggested.

Chen Jia smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'm a little hungry too."

The two walked to the barbecue stall and found an empty seat to sit down. The stall owner came over to greet them warmly, and soon, the fragrant barbecue was served.

Chen Jia picked up a string of grilled chicken wings, took a bite, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face: "Well, it tastes really good. I haven't eaten such delicious barbecue for a long time."

Chen Jue also smiled and picked up a skewer of lamb, saying as he ate, "Yes, it's a good idea to come out today. Not only can we enjoy the beautiful scenery, but we can also taste the delicious food."

Just when they were enjoying their meal, a familiar voice came: "Chen Jue, Chen Jia, you are here too!"

The two looked up and saw that it was Liao Heng. Liao Heng was a good friend of Chen Jue, enthusiastic and cheerful, and also very familiar with Chen Jia.

"Liao Heng, why are you here too?" Chen Jue asked with a smile.

Liao Heng walked over to them and sat down, saying, "I just came out for a walk today, and I didn't expect to run into you here. You are enjoying the food, it looks delicious."

Chen Jia smiled and said, "Yeah, do you want some too? The barbecue here tastes really good."

Liao Heng waved his hand: "I just ate, I'm not hungry. But seeing you guys eating so happily, I also find it very interesting."

So the three of them started chatting about the various activities of the Shangsi Festival, the interesting performances by the river, and the poetry gatherings of literati.

Liao Heng also told some interesting things he saw on the road, which made Chen Jia and Chen Jue laugh.

"What do you think of the poem that scholar read? I think it's quite literary."

"Well, it's really good. But I think Shangsi Festival is not just a festival to show literary talent, but also a day for everyone to get together and enjoy a happy time. Just like we are now, sitting together chatting and eating barbecue, how comfortable it is."

"Yes, on weekdays everyone is busy with various things and rarely has the opportunity to relax like this. I am really happy to be able to chat with you here today."

They chatted about some trivial things in life again, and their laughter echoed by the river.