Chapter 39: Comfort. His little cicada angrily rubbed his eyes...

Of course He Yao didn't.

Not only that, he would even make it worse. In his opinion, even though he was also a legitimate son, he would still be inferior to He Zhiliao, the legitimate son born to the original wife.

As long as he is around, people will always remember that his mother was a legitimate son, and they will always remember that he was not a legitimate son.

Even if he didn't say it, Pei Ji knew that the Jing'an Marquis Mansion was a man-eating den of devils. How could He Zhilai still be alive after struggling in such a place...wasn't it God's mercy?

Pei Ji's brows were deep, and he looked at He Yao with a trace of pity in his eyes. "Cherish everything you have now. You will have plenty of time to beg me for help in the future. Take him away!"

He Yao thought he was about to be sent back to the Marquis' Mansion, but he underestimated He Zhiliao's position in Pei Ji's heart, and even more underestimated the anger in Pei Ji's heart. The anger was like a prairie fire, and anyone who came would be burned by the fire.

Only for one person can a small world be created, where the rain cannot wash it away and the wind cannot howl at it.

He Yao was eventually thrown in front of the Jing'an Marquis Mansion with wounds all over his body. The doorman was so scared that his throat was broken when he opened the door. It was his scream that attracted several people to watch.

One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people.

Soon everyone knew what had happened in the Marquis of Jing'an's Mansion. Their legitimate son He Yao was thrown back like a dirty thing, but no one in the mansion dared to speak out!

Qin Yurong breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that He Yao was still alive. She was afraid that Pei Ji would kill He Yao directly. If that were the case, the He family would definitely not let it go, and it would be difficult for His Majesty to protect him.

"My son is not the kind of person who would take human life lightly." Pei Ji was somewhat helpless. "Am I such a madman in your eyes?"

Qin Yurong glanced at him calmly, "You know it in your heart, but it doesn't matter. The more frivolous and paranoid you are, the more His Majesty dares to use you."

After all, the handles and weaknesses are all exposed and can be used by Your Majesty at any time.

It’s just a bit unfair to He Zhiliao.

As they spoke, the two men's eyes fell on He Zhiliao. This handle and weak point lowered his head to drink tea, and did not hear a word they said. He just raised his head sensitively and showed a silly smile.

Pei Ji knew what was best for him, but he couldn't help it and wanted to tell the world how much he liked the little mute as others called him. He wanted to get supreme power and give him love and money as supplements.

This stuff may seem tacky, but it is really nourishing.

Pei Ji let out a sigh of relief. While chatting, he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something. He seemed to have stayed at home for an unusually long time today...

"Madam, someone came from the palace outside and said that His Majesty is summoning the Fourth Young Master!"

The servant came in hurriedly to report, and Pei Ji then remembered what he had forgotten - he ran away directly from the palace without reporting to the emperor.

Qin Yurong raised her hand and nodded at Pei Ji, "How can you forget about this? Why don't you hurry to the palace and apologize to His Majesty?"

"Then I'll go to the palace first." Pei Ji said, looking at He Zhiliao, "I think I'll be back soon, you just wait for me at home."

He Zhiliao nodded repeatedly and stood up to see him off to the mansion gate.

Pei Ji then hurried into the palace accompanied by his guards and went to apologize to Emperor An.

Emperor An had indeed never expected that Pei Ji would dare to neglect his duties without even saying hello, but he did not really want to reprimand him harshly. After all, the other party's behavior was clearly giving him a handle.

"I am guilty, please punish me, Your Majesty." Pei Ji knelt down and pleaded guilty. This was really his fault and he deserved to be punished.

"What happened that made you leave the palace in such a hurry that you couldn't even do your job properly!" Emperor An's voice was light and there was no sign of anger in his voice.

But the emperor's anger has never been determined by the volume of his voice.

Pei Ji told the whole story in detail, and became more and more indignant as he spoke, as if he wanted to drag He Yao to the Shangshufang and beat him up again.

"Ridiculous!" Emperor An frowned. "Look at you, you look like you want to fight or kill me! What a shame!"

Pei Ji flinched for a moment after being scolded, but still held his neck stiff. "I know I was wrong, but I was too concerned. My dear Zheng Jun, you suffered too much in Jing'an Marquis' Mansion before, and I was just anxious for a moment."

Emperor An raised his eyes and stared at him, his indifferent gaze calm and ruthless. He pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time, but finally he opened his mouth to forgive him.

"I understand that you are newlyweds. You should be more restrained in the future. As for the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion, we are in-laws after all. We shouldn't make things too awkward." Emperor An said in a deep voice, then turned to other matters. "Have your two brothers made any plans for marriage? Your sister is very worried and keeps thinking about you."

"My brothers always say there's no rush, as if they're ready to devote themselves to Your Majesty until their death." Pei Ji laughed as he spoke. "Does Your Majesty have a suitable candidate?"

Emperor An forced a smile and said, "Of course, your brothers' opinions are more important. How can I make such a hasty decision? Don't speak nonsense."

"I made a mistake." Pei Ji admitted his mistake.

"You have failed in your duty today and have disturbed the He family. I have no choice but to appease the He family. You are not allowed to blame me!" Emperor An joked with him in a deep voice, looking like an elder.

Having said that, even if Pei Ji had eight hundred guts, he would not dare to blame Your Majesty!

He quickly said, "Your Majesty, I am terrified. Your Majesty wants to balance the previous dynasty. I will not complain about anything you do. I will only obey Your Majesty's orders."

Emperor An nodded, "Yes, leave now."

"I will take my leave."

Peng Tongmin sent Pei Ji out and returned to the Shangshu room. He carefully looked at Emperor An's expression and guessed his mood at the moment.

He rolled his eyes a few times and smiled, "The fourth young master is really a caring family man. He and Zhengjun are in love with each other."

"He is from the Gu family." Emperor An said lightly.

Peng Tongmin looked at him cautiously and asked softly, "Your Majesty, are you dissatisfied with the Fourth Young Master's dereliction of duty?"

Emperor An raised his eyes to look at him and said calmly, "The Gu family is a good thing. Go and convey the imperial decree."

"Your Majesty, are you referring to Mr. He Er?"

Emperor An remained silent, but Peng Tongmin understood what he meant and quickly bowed and left.

Despite being dealt with by Pei Ji, He Yao still got a nominal position in the Ministry of Personnel. Although it was not an important position, if he could really make some achievements, he might be able to move up.

After receiving His Majesty's comfort, the Marquis of Jing'an no longer felt aggrieved. He Yao even felt that his injury was quite good. It was a pity that his injury only looked terrible. If his injury was more serious, His Majesty might have given him a higher official position.

Zhuang Hongxiu fed him some fruit, and seeing his joyful face, she also smiled. But then she turned her face to anger, "Your Majesty really cares about the Pei family. He injured my son so badly, yet only gave him such a low position!"

"What are you talking about?" He Hongan's face, which had been smiling slightly, suddenly turned serious. "Your Majesty, how dare you say that? You're afraid you won't know how you died!"

Seeing that he was angry, Zhuang Hongxiu immediately put down the porcelain bowl, walked to He Hongan in small steps, and started to act coquettishly without caring that her children were there.

"Oh, Master, I was just talking nonsense. I just felt sorry for Yao'er. Please don't be angry with an ignorant woman like me."

He Hongan fell for it, and although he didn't say anything else, the anger on his face subsided.

He turned to look at He Yao and said, "Now that you are in the Ministry of Personnel, you must do your job well. You will naturally have a bright future."

The Ministry of Personnel is responsible for selection and appointment. If He Yao can show promise and make some achievements, he will naturally be able to train his subordinates while being promoted.

This is even better for the Jing'an Marquisate. With the support of the former imperial court, the family will not decline, and naturally their children will be able to marry well, which will be even more powerful.

He Yao readily agreed. He could almost imagine that if he became successful in the future, he would definitely trample the Pei family under his feet.

Just when they were feeling proud, they learned that He Zhiliao had come to deliver supplements.

He Yao suddenly said ruthlessly, "Call him in! He actually dared to slap me! Mother, you must help me pay him back!"

"Second brother, you were slapped by him. No wonder you covered your face when you came back, stammering and not daring to speak..." He Ruman looked at him in surprise. Who could have thought of this?

However, He Ruman also knew that He Zhiliao was not easy to mess with now. He was extremely aggressive because he had the support of the Pei family, and he was not afraid that Pei Ji would divorce him!

How could Zhuang Hongxiu bear to see her lifeblood being shattered? She immediately tried to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, there's nothing to say about these things. If he comes in, I'll definitely use my power as the mistress of the house to control him."

Originally, he didn't dare to say such words in front of He Hongan, but as time went by, he found that He Hongan had no feelings for this adopted son, so he naturally spoke and acted without scruples.

They were discussing how to intimidate He Zhi, and they were already thinking about how to slap him before he even came in.

The housekeeper said somewhat awkwardly, "It wasn't the eldest young master who came... The supplements and gifts were sent by the eldest young master, but he didn't come personally..."

"How dare he tease us like this! Who wants his crappy tonic! I think he did it on purpose. It's clear that he doesn't take us seriously." He Yao shouted in dissatisfaction, and even the wounds on his body hurt.

He Ruxi frowned in annoyance, but said nothing.

He Hongan said, "When Peng Tongming came to deliver the imperial decree, he also reminded us not to make a scene. Since it is Your Majesty's wish, then put the gift in the treasury. If you want to deal with him, you will have plenty of opportunities when you reach a higher position in the future."

He Yao could only suppress his anger after hearing this. Sooner or later, he would let He Zhiliao know how powerful he was!

He Ruman and He Ruxi looked at each other. Although they were not twins, they had been together for so long that they had already developed a tacit understanding like twins.

The two of them said hello and went out, just in time to meet the servant from the Pei family who had come to deliver gifts and was about to leave.

The person who came to deliver the gift was Lin Feng, one of the few people Pei Ji had just called back from the manor. He was handsome and looked particularly gentle. When he saw them coming out, he naturally stopped.

"Are you the servant from the Pei family who came to give us gifts?" He Ruman said arrogantly, "Why didn't your master come? Does he look down on us by sending you to our mansion?"

Lin Feng looked at them calmly, but there was a strong impatience in his eyes. If he could just kill them directly like on the battlefield, it wouldn't be so annoying.

If the master didn't have many people available, he would never come out in public no matter what.

Very annoying, want to kill someone.

He Ruxi frowned slightly, revealing a bit of the aura of a young lady. "The young master is talking to you, and you are so rude?"

Lin Feng said, "The gifts were all prepared by our Madam. Are you two dissatisfied? I will tell Madam when I get back and prepare better ones for you."

"What, what! That's not what we meant!" He Ruman suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. How could he know that these gifts were prepared by Madam Pei!

"Since that's not the case, I'll take my leave." Lin Feng's arms hung at both sides of his body, as if stiff. Only he knew that he was restraining his hands.

It was not until he drove away in his carriage that the He siblings came to their senses. They were actually frightened by a little servant.

Of course He Zhiliao would not go in person. Pei Ji knew what Emperor An meant by that. Since he did not want to see the two families quarreling too much, he would give the He family some face and send the gifts.

Emperor An naturally would not inquire whether the gift was delivered by He Zhiliao personally, but if the He family wanted to find fault with it, they would be betraying His Majesty's deep intentions.

What's more, if He Zhiliao went there, he would definitely be bullied by the He family. Knowing that it was a den of wolves and tigers, how could Pei Ji let him go?

Lin Feng came back to report. Pei Ji looked at his stiff arms and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll let you go back once the other team members come back."

"Thank you, master." Lin Feng said respectfully and then left.

Pei Ji walked towards the inner room. He Zhiliao was practicing calligraphy. Over the past few days, he had practiced his handwriting to such an exquisite detail that it was almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

He walked forward and nestled right next to He Zhiliao, his bent knee accidentally touching his lower back. He Zhiliao's sensitive hands were shaking, and the ink instantly smeared the calligraphy.

Pei Ji immediately sat up and apologized, "It's my fault. I'll give you another one as compensation. Please don't be angry with me!"

As she spoke, she took a handkerchief and wiped the ink off his fingers, carefully and cautiously.

He Zhiliao shook his head slightly. It was just a piece of writing. What was there to be angry about?

"Go wash some more." Pei Ji led him to the wash basin and carefully washed him with the soap. "I thought you were going to scold me. I've almost finished the calligraphy."

He Zhiliao still shook his head, thinking it was not worth getting angry.

Pei Ji helped him wipe his hands, and after that he did not forget to gently place a kiss on the palm of his hand. The kiss was filled with the scent of soap, which was particularly refreshing.

He Zhiliao smiled and motioned him to lie back on the couch. Pei Ji did as he was told. Then a pair of slender hands fell on his head and began to press lightly.

Pei Ji felt numb all over at first, and then he relaxed.

I am indeed very tired today. Of course, I am not tired only today, but I feel particularly tired because I am particularly nervous today.

Recently, Japan has been busy investigating the Third Prince and the Zhao family. He has already compiled some evidence and is just waiting to collect it and hand it over to His Majesty. However, he didn't expect He Yao to make trouble first.

He was worried all day, afraid that He Zhiliao would come home with swollen eyes and injuries again.

"Bring a few more people with you when you go out in the future. Can Chunjian's small body protect you?" Pei Ji said softly with his eyes closed. "Bring both Yanhua and Xixin with you, otherwise you will not be allowed to go out again. By the way, what did you do when you went out today?"

He Zhiliao moved his lips to tell him, but Pei Ji kept his eyes closed and enjoyed it. He frowned slightly, and his cheeks puffed up slightly.

"Who am I talking to? Which young master is so noble that he doesn't even want to pay attention to me?" Pei Ji was still chattering deliberately.

Just don't open your eyes to look at him.

Soon he felt himself suddenly forced to open his eyes.

Oh, it was his little cicada rubbing his eyelids angrily.

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The author has something to say: Pei Gouzi: "I tell you, my eyes lit up at that moment!" [Sunglasses]

Little Cicada: Me, me, me! I dug it out! [Laughs]