Chapter 215 Setting Off Back to Luoyang

After a while, seeing her hiccuping from crying, Pei Yanzhi gently patted her back and sighed softly, "How are you going to explain this to Qinghe later? Stop crying, it's all my fault."

Sure enough, when the family had dinner together in the evening...

Qinghe looked up at her mother and asked, "Mother, why are your eyes so red?"

Ji Shu glared at Pei Yanzhi and said, "It's nothing. The sandstorm outside was too strong today, and it got into my eyes."

Qinghe puffed out her cheeks and mumbled, "Then Mother, remember to wear a veiled hat when you go out in the future, so you won't be afraid of the wind and sand."

Ji Shu raised her hand and stroked his hair. "Okay, I'll do whatever Qinghe says."

After finishing her meal, Ji Shu instructed Chunzhi to pack her belongings, as they would be heading to Luoyang in the next few days.

Pei Yanzhi's condition cannot be delayed and needs to be treated as soon as possible to avoid any accidents.

He is now in his prime, and his metabolism is faster.

If it works quickly, you might see results in less than two months.

This is why Ji Shu is so anxious.

Although Pei Qinghe was still young, he was extremely good at reading people's expressions. He noticed that his father was looking at his mother intentionally or unintentionally, but his mother did not look at his father at all.

She then asked in a low voice, "Is Mother angry with Father?"

Ji Shu didn't want to involve the child in the adults' affairs, so she picked up a piece of green vegetable for him.

"Eat more vegetables, don't just eat meat."

With her attention diverted, Qinghe pouted and looked at the vegetables her mother had picked up for her, but in the end, she obediently ate them.

Under the table, Ji Shu's leg was suddenly touched.

Ji Shu's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly stopped. The boot had already slowly crept up her skirt, winding up like a snake.

Ji Shu felt a chill run down her spine and quickly pulled her legs back. She looked at Qinghe and saw that he was still engrossed in eating.

She turned and glared at Pei Yanzhi, warning him to stop.

Pei Yanzhi merely raised an eyebrow, but his footwork continued unabated.

Before long, the boots were almost there...

She couldn't eat anymore. Ji Shu slammed down her chopsticks and said to her son, "Mother still has account books to look at. Qinghe, eat slowly."

After saying that, she left without even glancing at him.

Qinghe quietly looked at her father through the bowl and saw that he was still looking at her mother's back, lost in thought.

And so several days passed, until the day I left Ganzhou.

Ji Shu still didn't pay much attention to Pei Yanzhi, only occasionally exchanging a few words with him when there were many people around.

Pei Yanzhi knew she was upset, and he hadn't seen her for several days. When he asked Chunzhi, she only said that her wife had gone to find some rare medicinal herbs.

Even when he wanted to enter the room at night, Ji Shu would keep the door closed and refuse to let him in. If he pressed her too hard, she would launch into a barrage of sarcastic remarks.

Pei Yanzhi had no choice but to give up and return to his room to rest, waiting for a suitable opportunity to coax him again.

At the city gate, Old Master Sheng instructed Ji Shu, "Don't forget what I said, and don't do anything you'll regret."

Ji Shu looked at the old man's full head of white hair. He was now over seventy years old. After this parting, she didn't know when they would meet again.

She nodded and said, "If you need anything later, just send someone to tell me... Also, your leg ailment is unbearably painful on rainy days, so you still need to continue using that ointment. Don't be afraid of the trouble."

The old man readily agreed, then walked over to Pei Yanzhi and handed his cane to the butler.

She bowed deeply to him and said, "Your Majesty, I only have this one granddaughter now. She has a bad temper and is very straightforward. If she offends me, please bear with her."

Ji Shu couldn't bear to look any longer, her eyes suddenly reddened, and she turned her head to the side. Pei Yanzhi hurriedly helped her up.

"Don't worry, sir. Shu'er is the person I cherish. We have already missed four years, and I know everything that happened in between. I will never let the past repeat itself."

Ji Shu couldn't help but snort coldly.

Pei Yanzhi blushed slightly. The old man glanced at his granddaughter and said slowly, "With His Majesty's words, I am at ease."

"It's getting late, you should set off soon."

Pei Yanzhi nodded and nimbly mounted his horse. Ji Shu lifted the carriage curtain and whispered a few words into the carriage.

Qinghe peeked her round little face out of the window and waved to the old man: "Great-grandfather, go back now! We're leaving, we'll come to see you again later!"

Old Master Sheng couldn't help but shed tears: "Good, good..."

The carriages and horses gradually moved further and further away, eventually disappearing from the old man's sight.

Seeing his reluctance to part, the steward asked softly, "Since you are so reluctant to leave your wife, why don't you come to Luoyang with her?"

Looking at the empty post road, Old Master Sheng sighed slowly, "They have their own lives to live. Why should this old man like me go and bother them, only causing them trouble?"

...

Inside the carriage, Qinghe suddenly said to Ji Shu, who was resting with her eyes closed, "Mother, you and Father haven't made up yet."

Ji Shu kept her eyes closed, and said in a calm tone, "Who told you we were throwing a tantrum?"

The boy said in a clear voice, "Hmph, you all treat me like a child, but I know you're angry with Father."

Upon hearing this, Ji Shu opened her eyes and looked at him with amusement, saying, "Oh, so whose fault do you think it is?"

“Then it is Father Emperor. The other day, Granny Fu told me that Father Emperor is much older than Mother, so it must be because you two have different personalities that you always quarrel.”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have been three years old before I finally met my mother!"

"Hmph, it must be Father who drove you away!"

Ji Shu held him on her lap, gazing intently at the figure riding a horse not far ahead. Over the past two days, she had gradually figured it out herself.

Why did he say those words back then?

Isn't it because of his anxieties and insecurities over the years that he has placed himself too low and too humble, which has led to his current state of mind?

“Your father… has indeed had a difficult time these past years, but he has always been domineering, so it doesn’t matter if I get angry with him.”

Qinghe nodded as if she understood, but the carriage swayed and swayed, and she soon fell asleep in her mother's arms.

When Pei Yan got into the carriage, he saw that the mother and child had both fallen asleep, so he instructed Granny Fu to take the baby into her carriage.

Looking at my beloved child, who was sleeping soundly against the inner wall of the carriage like a begonia in the sun, the anxiety of the past few days seemed to be quietly wiped away at this moment.

He placed her head on his shoulder and leaned down to bury his face in her neck. Today, for convenience, she was wearing a gold-plated begonia red crepe strapless dress.

The strapless top was cut extremely close to the body, with intricate lotus vines embroidered along the edges, barely covering the smooth skin on her chest.

From his perspective, with each breath she took, that spot trembled slightly like a little rabbit.

The skirt was an extremely wide, flowing pleated skirt, which exuded a captivating charm when she walked, but at this moment the skirt flowed like water beside her.

Seeing her completely unguarded appearance, Pei Yanzhi's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes darkened like ink, and his movements, which were originally just burying his face in her neck, became more and more cautious.

He was afraid that when Jiaojiao woke up, she would give him a bad attitude.

Even though he moved very gently, he still woke up the person next to her.