Chapter 103 Helping Ah Xu dry his hair

He suddenly realized.

Those ugly and dirty things of the past, those emotions and selfishness that cannot be seen in the light.

All have explanations.

The Buddhist beads seemed to burn his wrist, and the Buddhist chanting in his ears gradually faded away.

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"Rong Boya has been to the West Courtyard?" Pei Jingxu sat in front of the dressing table and took off the gold hairpin on her head.

"Yes," Hongyao nodded, "I saw the master go to your bedroom in the west courtyard, stayed there for a while and then came out."

Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at himself in the bronze mirror. He had bright eyes, white teeth, and was beautiful and gentle.

"Didn't Rong Baimao say that he would invite a Taoist priest to perform a ritual in a few days?"

"Yes," Hongyao moved her eyes and realized, "What the girl meant is..."

Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows and said, "When no one is around, go to the bedroom and look for what Rong Bomao has hidden in my room."

"Yes, I understand."

"Sir, what are you doing—"

Outside the door, Jiang Hui's surprised shout was heard!

But before he could finish his words, Rong Jianxue seemed to stop him.

Pei Jingxu moved his eyes and glanced at Hongyao.

Hongyao nodded in understanding and walked out quietly.

Not long after, Hongyao returned to the bedroom and whispered in Pei Jingxu's ear, "Miss, it seems the young master received a disciplinary whipping in the ancestral hall."

"I saw the wound on the eldest master's back, but he must have deliberately concealed it. I asked Guard Jiang, but he didn't say anything."

Upon hearing this, Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.

——It’s time to close the net.

"I understand. You can leave first."

"yes."

The night is lonely and the moonlight is like water.

Pei Jingxu took a bath and changed her clothes into a turquoise long dress. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, stopping just below her waist.

She had no makeup on and glanced at herself in the bronze mirror, a shrewd look in her eyes.

She wiped her long hair half dry and gathered it to her shoulders.

The dress was semi-transparent, shrouded in moisture.

Pei Jingxu then lifted her long skirt and walked towards the study.

Outside the study, Pei Jingxu knocked lightly on the door.

"I've already applied the medicine. You should get some rest early."

A man's cold and indifferent voice came from the room, as if he thought the person outside the door was Jiang Hui.

Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly, "Sir..."

The next second, she heard the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other in the room. Soon, the study door opened and Rong Jianxue, wearing a crane cloak, stood at the entrance.

The coat concealed the blood oozing from the wound on his back, and Pei Jingxu smelled the fragrance of medicine.

Mixed with the agarwood he brought with him, it added a touch of coldness and abstinence that kept outsiders away.

Pei Jingxu raised his eyes. The early autumn air was a bit cold. He had just taken a shower, and the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were tinged with red.

"grown ups."

Behind the man was a warm yellow candlelight. He stood there against the light, and the golden candlelight gave him a golden look.

His lips were a little pale.

Seeing her, his expression remained unchanged, his voice cold and hoarse: "What's wrong?"

Pei Jingxu handed over his handkerchief: "Help Ah Xu dry his hair."

She spoke easily and naturally, as if she was telling him to do something effortlessly.

Rong Jianxue was stunned for a moment, then asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's Hongyao?"

Pei Jingxu raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with a bit of reluctance, and his tone was aggrieved: "I want you to hang me."

Justified and confident.

Rong Jianxue chuckled and finally turned sideways to let her in.

Pei Jingxu followed suit, walked into the study, and sat obediently on the cushion beside it.

She looked at Rong Jianxue who was slowly walking towards her, and said in a soft and slow voice: "A Xu is ready."

Rong Jianxue curled her lips, walked behind Pei Jingxu, gently smoothed her long hair from her chest to her back, and rolled up her black hair with a towel, her movements gentle and slow.

Pei Jingxu sat there, facing the direction of the door, and slowly said: "Did the eunuch say anything to the adults?"

Behind him, the hair twisting action paused, and Rong Jianxue said in a clear voice: "Nothing."

"Your Highness, are you trying to push Ah Xu out and let His Majesty see you?"

In fact, both of them knew what the prince was thinking, but now that Pei Jingxu said this, Rong Jianxue lowered her eyes and looked at her.

"Yeah, but don't worry, I'm here."

Pei Jingxu bent his legs, rested his chin on his knees, and did not respond.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the crackling of the candle and the rustling of the towel.

I don’t know how long it took.

"What if one day, the master is gone?"

Finally, she spoke slowly, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

The man behind him stopped moving.

Pei Jingxu lowered his head, muttering to himself, "My Lord can't protect Ah Xu forever..."

"That's not a big deal." He replied in a low voice, with no emotion in his voice.

Pei Jingxu buried his head between his legs and remained silent.

Rong Jianxue finally noticed something was wrong.

He frowned slightly and stood up: "Pei Jingxu, turn around."

Pei Jingxu still curled up between her legs with his head down, not saying a word.

One hand was placed under her legs, and the other hand was on her waist. The next second, the man exerted a little force and turned her around while holding her.

She curled up her petite body and looked up at the man in front of her.

In an instant, tears as big as beans rolled down.

A look of helplessness flashed across Rong Jianxue's eyes. He pursed his lips slightly and reached out to wipe her tears.

But before his fingertips could touch the corner of her eyes, Pei Jingxu leaned over and hugged the man's shoulders, bursting into tears, like a dark cloud that could not bear another drop of rain.

"I'm sorry, sir..."

"sorry……"

"It's Ah Xu's fault. It was clearly Ah Xu who did the wrong thing..."

She cried and kept admitting her mistakes and apologizing.

She rested her head on the man's shoulder, hugged him tightly, and cried hard: "A Xu always makes you hurt..."

"I'm sorry, sir..."

Rong Jianxue was stunned for a moment, his body tense.

for a long time.

As if realizing something, Rong Jianxue narrowed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "How did you know..."

Pei Jingxu cried out, "The ointment smells so strong! I'm not a fool..."

After being yelled at, Rong Jianxue's eyes softened a little, and the hand that was hovering on her back finally landed on her spine, gently soothing her.

"Well, Ah Xu is very smart..."

Pei Jingxu cried even harder, she kept saying sorry and cried like a child who had lost his father.

"Mother-in-law is right... Ah Xu is a disaster star..."

"Everyone Ah Xu cares about will be hurt..."

"sorry……"

Rong Jianxue's Adam's apple rolled a few times: "Pei Jingxu, it's not like that."

Pei Jingxu cried for a long time.

Rong Jianxue didn't know how to comfort anyone. He just let her hug him and cry. He used one hand to help her calm down, and the other hand to support her waist so that she could climb onto his shoulders.

I don’t know how long it took before the crying slowly stopped.

"I'm sorry, sir," Pei Jingxu's eyes turned red, "Ah Xu should have stayed away from you..."

The scent of soapberry on her body mixed with her own floral fragrance. Rong Jianxue narrowed her eyes slightly, and the hand that was supporting her waist changed to pinching her lower back.

There was a hint of darkness in her eyes, Rong Jianxue lowered her brows, and the knuckles pressing on her waist turned slightly white.