Chapter 93 Rainy Night

Rong Jianxue's eyes were indifferent: "If he wants you to consider everything for him even after his death, then you are incompetent."

"Your Excellency and Erlang are like brothers," Pei Jingxu bit her lip slightly, "I thought you would understand Ah Xu's feelings."

"Pei Jingxu," Rong Jianxue said coldly, "Husband and wife are one. If he truly loves you, he shouldn't worry you about everything."

Pei Jingxu's eyes flickered, tears in her eyes, as she looked at the handsome and cold man in front of her.

He looked away and said in a deep voice, "I still have some documents to approve today. Let's have dinner together another day."

After saying that, Rong Jianxue turned and left without looking at her again.

Pei Jingxu's eyes were moist and red at the corners. She didn't curl her lips nonchalantly until the man disappeared from her sight, without a trace of pain in her eyes.

She looked up at the falling night sky.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and there were no stars at all.

——It’s going to rain.

Pei Jingxu chuckled, didn't linger any longer, and turned to walk towards the west courtyard.

Hongyao was packing her luggage in the bedroom.

Pei Jingxu sat on the beauty couch beside him, carefree.

"Miss, are we really going to move out of the West Courtyard?" Hongyao said reluctantly, "I just went to the side room and saw that no one has lived there for a long time. I feel cold after staying there for so long..."

Pei Jingxu took a sip of tea and squinted her eyes. Her beautiful features seemed to reflect a cold spring, dazzling. "Do you think...will it rain tonight?"

"Hmm?" Hongyao was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "I saw a strong wind blowing just now, I'm afraid it's going to rain."

Pei Jingxu raised the corner of his mouth, as if talking to himself: "Will there be thunder?"

Hongyao blinked, not understanding what Pei Jingxu meant.

Pei Jingxu didn't explain much to her, his eyes fell on the ointment that Hongyao was packing.

It's an ointment to remove scars and reduce swelling for her.

"Hongyao, do me a favor."

Pei Jingxu took off his clothes, revealing his smooth and naked upper body, and turned his back to Hongyao.

The wound on her back has actually almost healed. Even the hand that was stepped on by Rong, which looked bloody at the time, now only has some fine scars left. As long as she applies medicine for a few more days, she believes it will heal soon.

The redness and bruises on her back had healed a lot, but when you looked closely, you could still see faint purple and scars.

"Girl, do you want to apply medicine now?"

Hongyao took a few steps forward with the ointment, opened the bottle and was about to apply it to Pei Jingxu.

"It's not applying medicine," Pei Jingxu said coldly, with a cold and resolute look in his eyes, "Just like last time, help me enlarge the wound."

Hongyao's hand holding the medicine bottle trembled, and her eyes widened: "Miss, the wound on your back has finally healed, and if you keep doing this, it will relapse..."

Pei Jingxu narrowed his eyes, without a trace of fear in them: "Rong Baimao must have some plan. The most important person to me right now is Rong Jianxue."

As long as she could hook Rong Jianxue, she wouldn't have to worry about Rong Xuanzhou and Bai Shutong returning to the capital, let alone Rong Baimao.

She was indeed afraid of pain, but compared to death, it was nothing.

"Make the wound more delicate, so it looks similar to the original scar, otherwise he will be suspicious."

Hongyao frowned, but in the end she couldn't resist Pei Jingxu and had to walk forward.

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East courtyard, study.

Jiang Hui scratched his head and respectfully clasped his fists, reporting, "Sir, the Second Lady and Miss Hongyao have already packed their luggage and left the West Courtyard to live in the side room in the backyard."

In front of the desk, Rong Jianxue had a stern expression and cold eyes, and did not respond.

The strong wind blew the branches of the sycamore tree in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.

Jiang Hui took a look and murmured, "It looks like it's going to rain heavily tonight."

Stop writing.

Rong Jianxue pursed her thin lips into a straight line, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at the thick dark clouds outside the door.

The clouds were thick, and there seemed to be thin flashes of lightning passing through the clouds, illuminating the dark clouds.

——It’s going to thunder.

Rong Jianxue tightened the pen in his hand and threw the brush aside in annoyance.

The Pixiu pen holder on the desk was still lying there stupidly, as if trying to please him.

"Sir, you haven't had dinner tonight, have you?"

Seeing that Rong Jianxue didn't say anything, Jiang Hui had to find a new topic.

Glancing at Jiang Hui, Jiang Hui tactfully shut up: "I was just trying to say that Second Madam didn't seem to have eaten anything tonight..."

"What does it have to do with me?" Rong Jianxue said in a deep voice.

Jiang Hui lowered his head and said nothing more.

“Wow—”

In just a moment, the heavy rain poured down!

Rong Jianxue frowned, his face so gloomy that it looked like water could drip out of it.

"Go down."

Jiang Hui lowered his head slightly when he heard this: "Yes."

After Jiang Hui left, the study became even more desolate.

I haven't read a single word of the document in my hand since the beginning.

Erlang is Ah Xu's husband, so Ah Xu naturally puts him first and considers him in everything.

She is easy to talk to.

As long as it is related to him, I feel very soft-hearted.

"Boom—"

As if to interrupt all his thoughts, a flash of lightning split the night sky, followed by a deafening thunder!

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In the side room.

It is indeed very cold.

The backyard of the Rong Mansion is located in the north and never sees the sun all year round. Now it is late summer, and the wind outside blows open the not-so-strong doors and windows. Pei Jingxu unconsciously pulls the quilt tighter.

She was lying on her side, feeling a burning pain in her back. Even if she closed her eyes, she couldn't fall asleep at all.

"Boom—"

Another thunder exploded!

Pei Jingxu shrank his neck and curled up in the quilt.

The doors and windows creaked, and the wind and cold rain blew into the room. Pei Jingxu tucked his feet into the quilt.

She asked Hongyao to sleep in the better side room next door.

It wasn't just to take care of Hongyao, but more because she needed to use her embarrassment to arouse Rong Jianxue's sympathy.

The sound of wind, rain and thunder covered all other sounds in the night.

Pei Jingxu naturally didn't feel sleepy.

As if he could no longer bear it, Pei Jingxu carefully got up from the bed, walked to the window frame, and closed the window again with great effort.

There was also a crack in the door.

He walked forward very quietly, as if he was extremely afraid of the gloom and coldness in the room, and even his breathing was very slow.

Until she reached the entrance, Pei Jingxu placed her delicate hand on the door frame and tried to close the door again.

But before she could exert any force, a broad and slender finger bone rested on the door edge.

"ah--"

As if frightened, Pei Jingxu screamed in panic, hurriedly took a few steps back, and almost fell down!

The door slowly opened.

Rong Jianxue stood at the entrance of the room with an oil-paper umbrella, her eyes cold and her expression stern.

After seeing who it was, tears welled up in the woman's eyes. A glimmer of hope flashed across her face, but she pretended to be calm and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, you came to see me. Is there something wrong?"