Chapter 126 Forgiveness

"I understand, Zhaohan!" Pei Ji's voice was more serious than ever before, "I really understand! I was confused! I was self-righteous! I promise you, from now on, I, Pei Ji, will absolutely trust Luo Zhaohan! I will respect every decision she makes!

Wherever she wants to go, whatever she wants to do, as long as it doesn't violate the law, I will never interfere! I will only appear when she needs me! If she doesn't need me, I will be behind her, quietly guarding her, and never interfere!

He looked into Luo Zhaohan's eyes, and spoke each word with a resounding voice: "You are the wife I, Pei Ji, have chosen. You are the person I cherish most, and the partner I trust most! I didn't understand before, but from now on, I will never make such a mistake again!"

Luo Zhaohan looked at him, and the last bit of grievance and resentment in his heart finally disappeared.

There was a glimmer in her eyes, but she was smiling warmly.

"Fool." She said softly, with a long-lost intimacy and a hint of anger in her tone.

When Pei Ji heard this familiar name, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground with a "bang", and great joy surged up, making him a little overwhelmed.

He just grinned foolishly: "Hehe, I am stupid! I am the biggest fool in the world! Zhao Han, are you not angry with me anymore?"

Luo Zhaohan looked at his silly look and couldn't help but smile. He nodded slightly: "It depends on your performance."

"I will perform! I will definitely perform well!" Pei Ji was so excited that he almost jumped up in the carriage, rubbing his hands, his eyes surprisingly bright, "Then can I... hold your hand like before?" He asked cautiously, with a hint of flattering temptation.

Luo Zhaohan didn't say anything, but just turned his head slightly, and a faint blush appeared on his fair cheeks.

But he quietly stretched his hand out from his sleeve and placed it on the cushion between them.

Pei Ji couldn't believe his eyes.

He held his breath and carefully held the cool and soft hand as if it were a rare treasure.

The carriage drove slowly through the bustling streets, and the hustle and bustle outside seemed to be isolated.

Inside the carriage, all that was left were the two people's clasped hands and the smiles in each other's eyes that could no longer be hidden.

Pei Ji knew that he would never forget this profound lesson.

Luo Zhaohan's face flushed when he looked at her. He gently pulled his hand away, but it didn't budge. He glared at him, "Why aren't you letting go? Your palms are sweating."

"No!" Pei Ji was bolder now, and held it even tighter, laughing, "What's wrong with sweating? Sweat is sweet too! Zhao Han, I'm so happy!"

He was like a child who finally got candy, so excited that he was a little incoherent. "You don't know, I haven't been able to eat or sleep well these days. I just think that if you never pay attention to me again, I..."

"Alright," Luo Zhaohan interrupted him, a hint of helplessness in his voice, "Let's not talk about the past. Let's turn the page."

"Let's turn the page! We must turn the page!" Pei Ji nodded immediately, "From now on, I promise to turn over a new leaf and become a new person!"

His exaggerated words finally made Luo Zhaohan laugh. This smile was like the first melting of ice and snow, the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers, and it melted Pei Ji's heart.

The carriage stopped steadily in front of the newly opened "Yunjinxuan" silk and satin shop in the east of the city.

Although Pei Ji was extremely reluctant to let go, he still got out of the car very consciously, then turned around and naturally reached out to help Luo Zhaohan get out of the car.

Luo Zhaohan glanced at him, did not refuse, took his hand, and got off the carriage lightly.

"This is it." Luo Zhaohan looked up at the shop's imposing sign.

"Well, go in and take your time to choose what you like." Pei Ji stood beside her, not moving a step towards the door, his attitude very natural. "I'll wait for you outside. There's a tea stall next to it, I'll go sit there for a while."

As he spoke, he pointed to a simple but clean tea stall across the street.

Luo Zhaohan was a little surprised. According to Pei Ji's previous personality, he would definitely say, "I'll go in with you to take a look," or "I'll help you with some advice." But now, he really just walked her to the door and prepared to wait across the street.

This act of doing what it said completely dispelled the last bit of awkwardness in Luo Zhaohan's heart.

"Okay." She nodded and took Chunxi into the silk shop.

Pei Ji watched her go in, then turned around and went to the tea stall opposite, ordered a bowl of the cheapest large bowl of tea, and found a seat where he could see the entrance of the silk shop.

He didn't look around, but just drank his tea quietly. Occasionally, he would glance at the store entrance, confirm that there was nothing unusual, and then look back, looking relaxed and at ease.

This time I really understand that trust is not something that can be expressed with words, but something that the other person must feel.

Luo Zhaohan was choosing very carefully in the store.

The new store has opened with a rich variety of goods, and the various silks and satins are dazzling.

She selected two pieces of sturdy brocade for her mother, and picked out a few pieces of soft material for herself to make spring clothes.

As she was picking, her eyes fell on a piece of fine Hangzhou silk with dark blue patterns of pine and crane for longevity.

This color, this pattern...

She couldn't help but think of Pei Ji wearing an official robe with a dark blue robe over it, looking calm and upright.

She hesitated for a moment, but still asked the shopkeeper to pack up that horse as well.

Chunxi watched from the side, smiling secretly.

When Luo Zhaohan came out of the store with a lot of bags, he saw Pei Ji sitting at the tea stall, chatting with the old man selling tea, with a relaxed smile on his face.

Seeing her come out, Pei Ji immediately put down the tea bowl and walked over quickly.

"Have you bought it?" He naturally reached out to take the slightly heavier package in Luo Zhaohan's hand.

"Yeah." Luo Zhaohan handed it to him without being polite.

Pei Ji weighed the items and saw the color of one of the packages. He was moved and asked tentatively, "Is this dark blue one for uncle?"

Luo Zhaohan's father prefers more stable black or indigo.

Luo Zhaohan paused, not looking at him, and said softly, "I bought this for you. The material looks good, it should be suitable for making a robe."

boom!

Pei Ji only felt a huge surge of joy rushing to his head, and he felt dizzy.

Zhao Han bought him fabric! This means she has completely forgiven him! She even took the initiative to buy him things!

He was so excited that he almost threw the package away, grinning like a fool: "Bought it for me? That's great! Zhaohan, you have a good eye! This color and this material, I love it so much!"

He wished he could hold the material and turn around three times right now.

Luo Zhaohan looked at his delighted expression and couldn't help but curl his lips: "Look at you, you silly guy. Let's go, it's getting late."

"Hey! Let's go!" Pei Ji held the material for Madam Luo in one hand and the precious Hangzhou silk that Luo Zhaohan bought for him in the other. He walked with the wind in his step. He diligently protected Luo Zhaohan by his side, carefully avoiding pedestrians on the street.

When I returned to Luo Mansion and just entered the second gate, I ran into Luo Zhaohan's younger brother Luo Jince.

Luo Jince had just returned from outside and saw his sister and Pei Ji walking side by side. Pei Ji was holding a few pieces of material that looked very valuable. The smile on his face was so bright that it was dazzling.

Looking at Luo Zhaohan again, although his expression was the same as usual, the lingering coldness between his brows a few days ago was gone, replaced by a kind of calmness, and there even seemed to be a hint of warmth in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows?

Luo Jince raised his eyebrows and coughed deliberately: "Hey, Pei Shaoqing, what a rare visitor! Are you going to rob the silk shop?"

His eyes swept over the material in Pei Ji's arms playfully.

Pei Ji was in an extremely good mood and didn't care about Luo Jince's teasing. Instead, he straightened his back and said with a little pride: "My dear brother, you are joking. I accompanied Zhao Han to buy some fabric. Look, Zhao Han even picked out a piece specially for me!"

He deliberately lifted up the dark blue Hangzhou silk in his arms, fearing that Luo Jince couldn't see it.

Luo Jince was really surprised this time and looked at Luo Zhaohan: "Oh? Did my sister pick it out herself?" He knew how angry his sister was a few days ago and she even refused to see Pei Ji.

Luo Zhaohan felt a little embarrassed by being stared at. He hummed softly and changed the subject: "Did my second brother just come back? Mother is in the room. I picked out two pieces of fabric for her and will send them over soon."

After saying that, he gestured to Chunxi to take the material belonging to her and her mother from Pei Ji's hand, and he himself took the one he had chosen for his father and hurried to the main courtyard, leaving Pei Ji laughing foolishly.

Luo Jince looked at his sister's slightly hurried back, then looked at Pei Ji who was grinning beside him. He touched his chin and smiled meaningfully: "Okay, Pei Ji, boy, is the sky clearing after the rain?"

Pei Ji's silly smile was slightly restrained at this moment, but the light in his eyes was still shockingly bright. He looked at Luo Jince with a rare embarrassed expression and nodded solemnly: "My dear brother, I was a jerk before and made Zhao Han angry. This time I really know I was wrong and I have really changed. From now on, I will never do it again!"

Seeing his sincere attitude and serious eyes, Luo Jince patted his shoulder and said, "It is a great virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them. But Pei Ji, I have to tell you, Zhaohan is my only sister, the apple of the Luo family's eye. If you dare to let her suffer any injustice again, let her lock herself in her room and refuse to eat or drink, I don't care if you are a Dali Temple official, I will beat you so hard that you can't even get up! Remember?"

"Remember! Don't worry, my dear brother! I, Pei Ji, swear to the sky that there will never be a next time!" Pei Ji immediately pointed to the sky and swore with a serious expression.

Luo Jince nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, just hold your precious material and have fun. I'll go see my mother." After saying that, he also walked towards the main courtyard.

Pei Ji held the dark blue Hangzhou silk and felt like he was holding the whole world.

He did not leave immediately. After thinking for a while, he turned around and went back to Luo Zhaohan's courtyard.

Luo Zhaohan was just telling Chunxi to put away the material for his mother when he saw Pei Ji coming back with the material. He was a little confused: "Is there anything else?"

Pei Ji carefully placed the material on the table, rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed, but his eyes were bright: "Zhao Han, this material...can I...um...please help me make it?"

He was afraid that Luo Zhaohan would find it troublesome, so he quickly added, "It's fine if it's made by the sewing room in the mansion. I just want to wear clothes made of the material you picked."

Luo Zhaohan felt soft in his heart as he looked at his expectant yet somewhat nervous expression.

She deliberately put on a stern face: "Why? Master Pei, do you think that I, Luo Zhaohan, have too much free time and want to be your tailor?"

"No, no!" Pei Ji was anxious, "How could I dare! I just think you have good taste and the clothes you make will definitely fit me..."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and he seemed to lack confidence.

Seeing his anxious look, Luo Zhaohan finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing: "Okay, I'm just kidding. Let's put the material here first. But..."

She paused, "You have to take measurements to make clothes, right?"

Pei Ji was stunned for a moment, then a surge of ecstasy filled his heart! Measuring the size?

Doesn’t that mean…

He immediately stood up straight and said in a loud voice: "Any time! Right now!"

Luo Zhaohan was amused by his reaction and felt helpless at the same time, so he called Chunxi to get a tape measure.

Chunxi also smiled and took it quickly.

Luo Zhaohan took a tape measure and walked up to Pei Ji.

The two were so close that Pei Ji could even smell her pleasant fragrance.

He was so nervous that his palms began to sweat again. His body was tense and he dared not move. He only stared at Luo Zhaohan's face so close to him without blinking.

She lowered her eyes slightly, took out a tape measure, and carefully measured his shoulder width, arm length, and chest circumference...

"Okay." After Luo Zhaohan finished measuring the last data, he took a step back and handed the tape measure to Chunxi, with a faint blush on his face.

She was not completely calm just now. She could feel Pei Ji's burning gaze and his obviously accelerated heartbeat.

Pei Ji let out a long sigh, feeling as if he had just finished a tough battle, and his back was slightly wet with sweat.

But my heart felt like it was filled with honey, so sweet that it was cloying.

"Then... then I'll go back first?" Pei Ji was a little reluctant to leave, but was afraid that staying too long would annoy Zhao Han.

"Yeah." Luo Zhaohan nodded.

Pei Ji walked to the gate of the courtyard, looking back every few steps. Suddenly, he remembered something, stopped abruptly, turned around, and looked at Luo Zhaohan with sparkling eyes: "Zhaohan!"

"Um?"

"Can I come to see you tomorrow?" he asked cautiously, with a little anticipation.

Luo Zhaohan looked at him, thinking of his changes in these days, thinking of his silly smile, and his heart felt warm.

The corners of her lips curved up, her eyebrows relaxed, like a newly opened pear blossom, pure and beautiful:

"Come if you want."

These five simple words sounded like the sound of nature to Pei Ji's ears.

He nodded vigorously, a huge smile on his face: "Okay! I'll come early tomorrow morning!"

After saying this, he was satisfied and left the courtyard with light steps.

That back figure seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden and was filled with infinite hope.

Chunxi looked at her young lady looking in the direction Pei Ji left, with a relaxed smile on her face that came from the heart, and couldn't help but smile: "Young lady, are you completely forgiving Master Pei?"

Luo Zhaohan withdrew his gaze, walked to the table, and gently brushed his fingers across the dark blue Hangzhou silk, which felt smooth and slightly cool.

She had a smile on her lips, and her voice was soft but firm:

"Yeah. He learned pretty well this time."

…

Luo Zhaohan stood there, feeling a buzzing in her ears. The voices around her trying to persuade her were like a group of annoying flies, circling around her head.

She looked at Liu Yueli who had just apologized. Tears were still welling up in her big watery eyes. Her little face was pale and her shoulders were shaking slightly. She looked like a little white rabbit that had been badly bullied by her.

But what did she do? She was just knocked over by Liu Yueli at the coming-of-age ceremony she had carefully prepared, and had scalding tea splashed all over her!

The brocade dress that her mother had specially customized for her was ruined in an instant!

My wrist was burned red and it hurt so much!

Not to mention making a fool of myself in front of so many guests!