Chapter 67 Silent Teasing

Of course I'm pretending.

Pei Jingxu lowered his head and eyes, hiding the gloom in his eyes.

——She just suddenly came up with a good idea...to climb into bed.

Her two delicate hands held the man's arms, her whole body was trembling, and the two soft lumps on her chest "accidentally" touched the man's arms.

Rong Jianxue frowned and wanted to pull his arm away, but as soon as he moved, he heard the woman's low sobbing, almost in grievance.

Rong Jianxue twirled the Buddhist beads on her wrist, pursed her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I've never heard you say that before."

Pei Jingxu bit her cherry lips lightly, buried her head in the man's arms, and her tears wet his sleeves.

"Well, when the news of Erlang's death came, it was on a rainy night..."

"Since then, Ah Xu has been afraid of thunder..."

Her crying interrupted her explanation. Perhaps because she didn't want to be discovered by others, Pei Jingxu sobbed, then carefully let go of Rong Jianxue's hand, trying to regain her sanity.

"Boom—"

Just when her hand was about to leave the man's arm, another thunder exploded. Pei Jingxu screamed and subconsciously hugged the man again.

Her crying was so soft, everyone's attention was focused on the banquet table that had not yet been neatly set out, and no one noticed the two people in the corner.

Pei Jingxu sobbed, her tone full of self-blame and cowardice: "Sir... I'm sorry, I, I just, just..."

Something flashed in Rong Jianxue's eyes.

He stretched out his other hand, paused for a moment, and finally placed it on the back of her hand.

"If you're really scared, just hold on."

Pei Jingxu cried softly, but a smile of success flashed in his eyes.

The banquet was set up again.

The main hall is not as spacious as the courtyard, so in order to accommodate so many guests, the seats are very close together.

Pei Jingxu curled up his body, almost sticking to Rong Jianxue.

In order to prevent others from noticing anything unusual, Pei Jingxu lowered his head and stopped grabbing his arm. Instead, he reached out and held his fingers.

The slender joints and finger bones were distinct. Pei Jingxu's fingertips "inadvertently" stroked the sides of his fingers, and like a child, he grasped his palm.

Her hands were too small for him.

Even with a whole hand, it could only grasp four of his fingers.

There were bursts of thunder outside the door, and Pei Jingxu's body curled up with the thunder, and the strength of his grip on his finger bones was sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

Rong Jianxue's fingertips paused slightly and his body tensed.

Like unconscious flirting, it is the prelude to impending storm.

Her hands were small and soft, and her palms were slightly sweaty. She must be really scared.

——This fragility is also because of her beloved husband.

After regaining some clarity of mind, Rong Jianxue looked straight ahead and continued the banquet.

He was wearing a dark, wide robe today, with long, thick sleeves that could easily cover his clasped hands beneath the sleeves.

Secret, unknown.

It's like a "tangle" that is hidden from the world.

Rong Jianxue relaxed his finger bones and did not exert any force, allowing her to actively climb onto his finger bones.

Pei Jingxu clearly noticed this as well.

She curled her lips and smiled, but the hand in her dark sleeve softened a little, and it brushed across his joints like a feather.

Like a silent tease.

Her finger bones passed over his joints and caressed his palm, just like counting the lines on his palm. Pei Jingxu's finger bones slowly spread over his palm like a water snake.

A little itchy.

Rong Jianxue frowned slightly.

He was talking to the guest opposite.

"Master Master, when do you think this war on the border will end?" the guest asked him.

Rong Jianxue's voice was cold and elegant: "Since General Ye Lin took over, the enemy has withdrawn from Yunlan Baili. I believe there will be good news within three months."

"Oh! With Master Shaofu's words, we civil servants are relieved!"

"Come, come, come, let me offer a toast to Master Shaofu!"

As he spoke, the guests opposite him raised their glasses respectfully.

Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows slightly in his sleeve, but suddenly stopped and prepared to raise his hand to leave.

But her hand had just moved away a little when that broad and powerful hand caught up and easily wrapped her small hand in it.

Feeling the cool touch, Pei Jingxu lowered his head and hid the smile on his lips.

Rong Jianxue applied a little force, tightening his hand in his palm as if as a punishment.

Pei Jingxu groaned, and looked at Rong Jianxue with his watery eyes filled with resentment and admiration.

Glancing at her sideways, Rong Jianxue raised his glass without moving.

"What, what's wrong, Master Young Master?" The guest naturally didn't know what had happened. He just thought that he was impolite in some way and asked cautiously.

"nothing."

After grabbing Pei Jingxu's hand again, Rong Jianxue drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The situation at the banquet seemed no different from just now.

However, the rain outside did not weaken, but instead became more severe.

Even as it grew darker and the banquet ended, the rain still did not stop.

The Prime Minister's Mansion prepared umbrellas for all the guests and even had servants hold the umbrellas themselves while escorting the guests to the carriages one by one. This was very thoughtful and considerate.

The guests slowly left, and finally only Pei Jingxu and Rong Jianxue were left.

Chen Anshan walked up to the two of them and nodded slightly at them: "Second Madam, Master Shaofu, I apologize for my poor care at this banquet. I hope you can forgive me."

Shen Anshan was not blind. He had naturally seen that Shen Congyue had been "serving" Pei Jingxu at the banquet.

The reason why they didn't stop it was, firstly, because it was Shen Congyue's fault in the first place, and it was natural for others to take advantage of it. Secondly, if Shen Congyue's character was not corrected, it would definitely bring her disaster in the future.

So Shen Anshan pretended not to see Shen Congyue's "embarrassment".

Rong Jianxue was also a smart person, and nodded slightly: "Miss Shen has taken good care of you, and the Prime Minister's words are honorable."

Shen Anshan smiled and said, “That’s good.”

As he spoke, Chen Anshan looked at Pei Jingxu again: "Second Madam got drunk today. Is she feeling better now?"

It's still thundering outside.

With Chen Anshan here, she couldn't possibly hold Rong Jianxue's hand. Her face turned slightly pale, and she curled her lips towards Chen Anshan: "Much better, thank you, Prime Minister."

Shen Anshan smiled and nodded.

The servant came to the main hall holding an umbrella.

Seeing this, Chen Anshan looked at Pei Jingxu and said, "Second Madam, please get in the car first. I have a few words to say to Master Shaofu."

Pei Jingxu nodded and followed the servants out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Under the eaves, Rong Jianxue looked at Chen Anshan: "Prime Minister, please feel free to speak."

Shen Anshan smiled, and some emotions flashed in his slightly dim eyes.

"Master Shaofu is a wise man. What do you think of my little daughter?"

Rong Jianxue's eyes were cold, without a ripple: "You are vindictive and jealous."

Even in front of his biological father, Rong Jianxue dared to say this.

As if not surprised by Rong Jianxue's evaluation, Chen Anshan curled his lips and said, "I am an old man, and I will eventually retire from the court. If...if one day, my daughter offends the Master and his family, I hope that the Master will forgive her for the sake of serving the emperor."

Rong Jianxue's eyes were cold. She said something and then nodded, letting Jiang Hui hold the umbrella and leave.

Pei Jingxu came in the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Chen Anshan originally wanted to send her back, but was politely refused by Pei Jingxu.

Rong Jianxue lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw a beautiful woman looking at him timidly with her eyes.

"Sir, can Ah Xu go back with you?"