Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Ex-husband? Then let him die.
The passion is boiling.
Qiao Tang had no way to avoid it and was forced into the burning sea of love. Even her mind became a little confused, and the fingers that were grabbing Pei Chengjue's sleeve dropped down weakly.
I don’t know how long it took.
The fire slowly died down, and when their lips parted, she heard Pei Chengjue's satisfied voice, "I'm done eating."
She really wanted to punch Pei Chengjue, but she was too weak to do so. She leaned against his chest and groaned, without any momentum at all. This made Pei Chengjue say lovingly, "Sister, you are exhausted. Just rest in my arms."
Qiao Tang closed his eyes and endured it, gathering some strength and saying, "Your Majesty, if I don't learn the qin today, I will return to Taiji Palace first."
Pei Chengjue said slowly, "Of course I have to learn. Wei Qing will be here later."
Qiao Tang hesitated and didn't move. A memorial flew before him. Pei Chengjue said, "General Wei is returning to the capital."
Qiao Tang wondered who General Wei was. Curious, he flipped open the letter and saw the words "Wei Qingmo" written on it. He muttered to himself, "Wei Qingmo, Wei Qingyan..."
It turned out that the General Wei that Pei Chengjue mentioned was his cousin, the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo and the elder brother of Wei Qingyan.
Qiao Tang then remembered that Wei Qingyan was her ex-husband. This was really bad. Should she confess to Pei Chengjue?
If he didn't confess, Pei Chengjue would have too much contact with the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. If it was discovered one day, he would be guilty of deceiving the emperor.
Thinking of this, she considered it for a moment, gathered her strength, and tentatively asked, "Your Majesty once mentioned Lord Wei's wife. I wonder what his wife looks like?"
"Madam Wei Qing?"
Pei Chengjue paused with the cinnabar pen in his hand, his eyes still fixed on the memorial, pondering how to respond. "Sister, you're asking the wrong question. I only care about you, and not other women."
"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"
Qiao Tang's heart was pounding with nervousness, but after hearing this, he was no longer nervous, but was almost furious. "Your Majesty, please give a serious answer!"
"I am very serious. I don't care about other women, so I never ask too many questions. If you are not satisfied with this answer, well, let me think about it."
Pei Chengjue leaned his chin against the cinnabar pen and glanced over. He smiled, his eyes gleaming with heroism, "Wei Qing will miss his wife."
Qiao Tang felt as if someone had pinched her heart. She lowered her eyes and said slowly, "I didn't expect that Lord Wei, who looks cold, actually has affection for Madam. If..."
She hesitated, with the same question turning over and over in her mind: What if the wife Lord Wei is thinking of is me?
The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't utter them. So she could only joke under Pei Chengjue's puzzled gaze, "If his wife misunderstands his heart and someone else steals it away, I think Lord Wei will have no place to cry."
"Sister, what you said is extremely wrong. If something can be taken away by others, it is not his in the first place."
Qiao Tang really found it hard to agree with this statement. "Your Majesty is the one who is talking nonsense. How can you compare a living person with things?"
A thought flashed through her mind, and she pretended to be joking, "Take me for example, could it be that Your Majesty thinks I'm something to be snatched away at will? I once said that my ex-husband is dead, but if he were still alive, Your Majesty would have asked me to enter the palace..."
"Then let him die."
Pei Chengjue held Qiao Tang's entire body in his arms, with such force that it was almost rubbing her into her bones and blood.
Putting that aside, Qiao Tang's mind was filled with Pei Chengjue's understated voice. Who was he going to kill? Wei Qingyan?
She thought she had misheard, and kept thinking about it. Slowly, her body began to tremble, and a cold feeling seeped into her whole body.
Poor Pei Chengjue, who could give her warmth but was still scaring her at this moment.
"Don't be afraid, sister." Pei Chengjue raised his dark eyes and hugged her gently. "I was just joking, but sister--"
"Be careful with your words in the future. Why bother talking about a dead ex-husband?"
He was clearly smiling, but Qiao Tang was so frightened that she couldn't even breathe. How could she dare to say that her ex-husband was alive and would come to teach her how to play the piano later? Didn't she want Wei Qingyan to live? Didn't she want herself to live?
She could only complain, "I understand, Your Majesty, please don't scare me again."
"Then I will calm my sister down."
He said it was to calm her down, and after a series of actions, Qiao Tang realized that Pei Chengjue was probably unhappy, and his actions were a little fierce. It seemed that he really couldn't mention her ex-husband.
After Pei Chengjue let go of Qiao Tang, he straightened her clothes and combed her messy hair. Seeing that she was silent, he began to coax her again, "Sister, it's not that I'm jealous, I really can't bear to hear you mention him."
Qiao Tang brushed his hand away, and took the opportunity to retort sarcastically, taking advantage of him verbally as if in revenge, "Aren't you jealous? Aren't you petty?"
Pei Chengjue smiled and said, "Sister, why do you have to remember these things when you can remember something else? Just forget them, huh?"
Qiao Tang's eyes widened in disbelief. This was too shameless! Aren't they said the emperor's words are golden? How could this person be so inconsistent and untrustworthy?
"Don't be angry, sister. Wei Qing should be here soon. Last time, sister pissed off the teacher and left. You have to study hard this time, right?"
Qiao Tang was so coaxed by him that she had no energy to argue. Seeing that the palace maid had set up the piano stand for her, she went to pick up the piano, placed it on the stand, and sat down.
As her fingers stroked the strings of the zither, she remembered that this was made for her by Wei Qingyan, and she felt mixed emotions.
She once tried every possible way to find out whether Wei Qingyan had feelings for her, but even after hearing Wei Qingyan's drunken words, she didn't dare to believe it.
Now that she had achieved the desired result and finally understood Wei Qingyan's feelings, she was in the palace and was caught in a dilemma.
"Your Majesty, Lord Wei requests an audience."
Qiao Tang glanced sideways and caught a glimpse of a crimson official's sleeve moving towards him. Wei Qingyan's usual cold voice echoed in his ears, "Your humble servant greets His Majesty."
Pei Chengjue didn't say anything. He raised his chin and motioned him to stand up and stand next to the piano stand. He leaned his head to look at Qiao Tang, but after just one glance, his handsome brows frowned. He felt that the imperial table was too far from the piano stand, so he stood up and walked towards it.
Soon, two people stood next to the piano stand. Wei Qingyan stood two steps away on the left, and Pei Chengjue stood next to Qiao Tang on the right. Looking from the palace gate, the three of them seemed to be crowded together.
Slowly, the same familiar fragrance emerged, lingering in the hall and gently tickling Qiao Tang's tense nerves.
Qiao Tang cried out in his heart, why are you all so close? You all have the same scent, can't you smell it?
The two men seemed completely unaware. Wei Qingyan spoke softly. Pei Chengjue saw that Qiao Tang was confused again, so he grabbed her fingers and hooked them around the strings.
A pleasant voice came out, accompanied by Pei Chengjue's laughter, "Miss Qiao, come back to your senses."
Qiao Tang was startled and tried to pull her fingers out, but Pei Chengjue was holding them too tightly, so she couldn't pull them out at all and had to let Pei Chengjue hold them.
Wei Qingyan's voice faltered, and Pei Chengjue raised an eyebrow. "This is strange today. It's okay for students to be distracted, but why is the teacher distracted too?"
Wei Qingyan was about to open her mouth when Qiao Tang panicked and moved her hand, causing the strings to cut her fingertips, causing her to cry out in pain.
The blood beads were clearly visible. Wei Qingyan rushed forward, his eyes trembling violently for a moment, but Pei Chengjue was faster. He frowned and put Qiao Tang's finger into his mouth.
Qiao Tang didn't have time to react. Her cheeks flushed and her lips trembled slightly. "Your Majesty..."
Her original intention was to let Pei Chengjue loosen up, but the warm touch from her fingertips and the forced feeling of her fingers being tightly grasped made her voice change tone and become indescribably intimate.
Wei Qingyan suddenly closed his hands in his sleeves, and his fingertips sank into his palms, which immediately began to bleed.
"I will summon the imperial physician immediately."
Wei Qingyan left in a hurry. Qiao Tang saw the blush disappear and her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled.
"Sister, are you still in pain?"
Pei Chengjue sucked up all the blood and glanced at the wound on his fingertip with pity, but he saw that her brows were frowning and her mind was drifting somewhere unknown.
Pei Chengjue's brows furrowed even tighter, and he opened his mouth and took the wound in again, licking it teasingly with the tip of his tongue. Only then did Qiao Tang come back to his senses, "Your Majesty!"
Pei Chengjue relaxed and straightened up, looking down with a dark gaze, "What are you thinking about, sister?"
Qiao Tang hurriedly made up an excuse, "It's too hot. It's making me feel uncomfortable and I'm daydreaming."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier, sister?"
Pei Chengjue sat with her, blaming himself. "I'm so busy with court affairs that I neglected your fear of the heat. Sister, please wait for one day. Tomorrow we will move to the Nanyuan Palace to escape the summer heat. Is that okay?"
Since Qiao Tang had come up with the excuse of being afraid of the heat, she could only agree with a smile. Fortunately, Cheng Ying arrived quickly, and she had time to collect her thoughts.
While Cheng Ying was bandaging her wound, she glanced at Wei Qingyan and saw worry in his eyes. She gave him a look that said, "I'm fine."
Wei Qingyan lowered his eyes.
After the wound was bandaged, Cheng Ying told him to be careful in the next two days because he definitely couldn't learn the qin.
Wei Qingyan had no reason to stay in the hall, so he left at the same time as Cheng Ying.
Since they were going to the temporary palace to escape the summer heat, Qiao Tang went back to Taiji Palace and counted the boxes and crates to be taken to the temporary palace with Nanny Wang.
During this time, she caught a glimpse of the box that Cheng Ying had prepared, picked up the box and stuffed it at the end of the bed, then got out of bed as if it didn't exist.
That night, the news that Pei Chengjue was going to take Qiao Tang to the temporary palace to escape the summer heat reached the Empress Dowager's palace. The Empress Dowager refused to go, but she asked Aunt Sulan to pass on the message.
After hearing this, Qiao Tang waited for Pei Chengjue to return to bed. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'll be bored at the palace. Why don't you let Miss Wei and Miss Gu go with me?"
Pei Chengjue naturally agreed. After Qiao Tang fell asleep, he stared at her sleeping face, recalling that when he kissed her just now, his sister was distracted again. His face darkened. What was his sister thinking?
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