Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Don't be afraid, sister. I don't mean that. ...
From last night until now, the calmness that had allowed her to accept her current situation was finally broken. She curled her lips bitterly, and suddenly a voice came from behind her, "Sister."
She slowly turned around, her expression back to normal, "Your Majesty, are you done?"
"Not yet, but when I think of my sister, I can't sit still." Pei Chengjue called the palace servants to bring snacks, "I will eat with my sister."
Who is accompanying whom?
How could there be someone in the world who is so good at confusing right and wrong?
She suddenly felt unhappy, but she didn't dare show it on her face. She just remained silent while eating snacks.
Pei Chengjue kept looking at her, as if he couldn't see enough. She had to comfort herself, "Just look at him. If you look at him a few more times today, you might get tired of him."
Thinking of this, I felt a little better. Then I heard Pei Chengjue say, "Since sister doesn't like this snack, try some other ones."
Qiao Tang's heart skipped a beat and she cursed inwardly, "You are quite perceptive in this regard." She could only allow the palace servants to bring a few more dishes. Since there happened to be some that she liked, she felt relieved and ate with peace of mind.
Pei Chengjue instructed the palace servants, "From now on, only send this kind. No need to make the rest."
The palace maids agreed and left one by one. Qiao Tang ate some snacks, gritting his teeth and thinking that he had to do it no matter how scared he was, and deliberately left some snack crumbs on his lips.
Then she looked at Pei Chengjue and nodded at the corner of her mouth, "Your Majesty, can you help me check if I have wiped it clean?"
Pei Chengjue shook her head. She pretended not to know and wiped the wrong place. Then someone stretched out his finger and wiped it gently. She opened her lips slightly, and the fingertips brushed across the gap between her lips and then retracted in a flash.
Qiao Tang thought to himself, he was so decisive and ruthless outside just now, but now he touches your lips as if he is eating you, what a loser!
But then she opened her eyes wide, and saw Pei Chengjue retract his fingers, his eyes fixed on the crumbs, as if possessed, he lowered his head and licked them clean, muttering, "So sweet."
Qiao Tang stood up in a flash, startling Pei Chengjue back to his senses. He smiled and soothed her, "Don't be afraid, sister. I didn't mean that."
Qiao Tang was shocked. You have come this far, and you still say you don’t have that intention. Then what extent do you have to go to have that intention?
"I'll find some books for my sister!" Pei Chengjue turned around and rummaged through a pile of books in the warm room, put them on the table, and then left. "I'm going to review the memorials."
Qiao Tang patted his chest, took a breath, glanced at the book, turned his eyes away without interest, and suddenly turned back, thinking about something.
In the afternoon, a teaching aunt was sent from the Cining Palace. Pei Chengjue was busy, so Qiao Tang knew that this aunt was here to teach him.
Perhaps the Queen Mother was still worried, fearing that even with her experience she wouldn't be able to do it well, so she asked the aunt to come and give some guidance.
Qiao Tang listened absentmindedly, because these things in the palace that strictly followed etiquette were very boring. How could they be as wild as the people in the countryside?
She lowered her head and thought for a while, then asked her aunt for a few picture albums and specifically said she would look for them outside the palace.
A wave of emotion flashed across the aunt's eyes, but she didn't agree. Qiao Tang understood that it would be better if the Queen Mother made the decision. She couldn't act like a troublemaker under the Queen Mother's nose, so she said, "Aunt, please report to the Queen Mother. Your Majesty's health will be the first priority."
No matter how hard you try, you can't harm the emperor's health, right? Besides, looking at the current situation, it's still a question of when it will succeed. She added, "Your Majesty is honest and upright, and his heart is pure. It is difficult to shake him."
The aunt agreed with it. After she left, it was lunchtime and Pei Chengjue came over to have lunch with her.
After dinner, she asked to go back to Taiji Palace, but Pei Chengjue still refused. Fearing that she would be bored in the warm room, he took her to the outer hall to sit next to him.
Qiao Tang finally understood that she was like a new toy that Pei Chengjue had just discovered. She had to be by his side all the time. Even if he was busy, he would be happy if he could take the time to turn around and look at her.
Poor Qiao Tang, he had to read the book non-stop. Suddenly he found an excellent article and couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Pei Chengjue's cinnabar brush moved across the memorial, and he said with a smile, "Sister, you have a keen eye. This was written by last year's number one scholar."
Qiao Tang felt a sense of déjà vu when she saw the handwriting. Her eyelids twitched, but then she decided it was impossible. After all, the grass on her ex-husband's grave was already very tall. She said casually, "How can it compare to your majesty's discerning eye for talent?"
Pei Chengjue became interested. He put down his cinnabar brush, picked up the article and tapped it with his fingers. "Let's not talk about the article, but Wei Qing's life story is quite interesting."
It is said that this number one scholar was originally the son of the Duke of Zhenguo. Unfortunately, he was lost when he was young and was only found last year. Unexpectedly, he was extremely talented. He took the top spot in the imperial examination, which made the Duke's Mansion very happy.
Qiao Tang was curious for a moment after hearing this, but then she put it out of her mind. She stayed with Pei Chengjue the whole afternoon. As it was getting evening, she wondered if she should stay overnight with Pei Chengjue.
Pei Chengjue said, "It's getting late. I ordered someone to send my sister back so she can get some rest."
Qiao Tang agreed expressionlessly. He didn't see her off when he should have, and when she wanted to stay, he was in a hurry to send her away. It was really infuriating.
At night, Pei Chengjue did not return to the palace, but stayed in the Qinzheng Palace. Qiao Tang thought to himself that he would have to stay there no matter what when he went to the Qinzheng Palace tomorrow.
Little did she know that Pei Chengjue was secretly regretting that he had offended her during the day. Now he was staring at his fingers in the warm room, thinking to himself, I should ask my sister to have some snacks tomorrow.
The next morning, palace maids brought in several pieces of blue clothing. "Your Majesty ordered the needlework bureau to deliver them."
At this time, another palace servant brought in a portrait of Qiao Tang, "Your Majesty painted this overnight."
Qiao Tang looked at the portrait. She saw herself smiling sweetly in the painting, just like her real self. She was amazed that Pei Chengjue remembered the scene of their meeting so clearly.
But then again, if we hadn't met on the street, I wouldn't have been forced to stay in the palace.
She said calmly, "Put it away."
The palace maid hesitated, "May I ask where the young lady kept it?"
Qiao Tang looked puzzled. In such a huge Taiji Palace, is there no place to store paintings? She said, "Just put it away."
The palace maid understood what she meant. She didn't care about the painting at all. She knelt down in fear and said, "Miss Qiao, His Majesty painted this for you overnight. Why don't I leave it in the bedroom?"
Qiao Tang smiled and said, "So that's how it is. This is what His Majesty wanted. Let's put it in the bedroom." He thought, at worst he could just cover it up when he slept, out of sight, out of mind.
The palace maid left happily. At this time, the palace maid who came to pick up Qiao Tang from the Qinzheng Palace came. Qiao Tang thought about it, changed into the green clothes sent by Pei Chengjue, and asked the palace maid to dress her up.
When she came out of Taiji Palace and headed towards Qinzheng Palace, the palace maids secretly glanced at her several times and said that Miss Qiao was so beautiful. No wonder His Majesty fell in love with her at first sight.
When he entered the Qinzheng Hall, Pei Chengjue was already waiting there. He glanced over and was stunned. He felt a ball of bright light rushing towards him, illuminating the entire palace.
Qiao Tang knew what he was thinking from his expression. He walked into the warm room with him and smiled softly, "Your Majesty, did you sleep well last night?"
Pei Chengjue said slowly, "Okay."
In fact, he slept very poorly. Qiao Tang's face kept flashing in his mind. For the first time, he knew what it felt like to want to see someone so badly.
So he sent someone to pick up Qiao Tang early in the morning. Qiao Tang came over wearing the green clothes he had given her, looking very energetic, which made it even more difficult for him to control himself.
But he couldn't offend his sister, so he decided to stay away from her. He took a few steps back and said, "Sister, please play here. I'm going to get busy."
Qiao Tang was about to explode with rage, his chest heaving noticeably. Pei Chengjue glanced at him and walked even faster.
Qiao Tang, "..."
So throughout the day, Pei Chengjue would go in and out of the warm room from time to time, just to see her and talk to her. She played all the games she could and finally made it to night.
She finally had the chance to perform. Just as she opened her mouth, several officials outside the palace gate requested to see her. They said they had urgent matters. Pei Chengjue said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight. I'll order someone to send my sister back."
Qiao Tang resigned himself to his fate and returned to his bedroom. When he saw the painting, he casually grabbed a piece of clothing, covered himself with it, and went to bed.
Halfway through her sleep, she suddenly woke up, and the image of Pei Chengjue flashed through her mind like running water.
He really wanted to talk to herself, so he was both impulsive and restrained towards herself. In other words, what he wanted was feelings, not the body.
Thinking of this, Qiao Tang slowly smiled, feeling relieved, and slept well from then on.
The next day, she was out of character, wearing only light makeup, which made her look particularly non-threatening to Pei Chengjue. Pei Chengjue was relieved and stayed with her for a while longer. "Sister, have you seen my paintings?"
Qiao Tang thought, "I see, it's a really good painting. Speaking of which, I've also had paintings done by other artists before, but none of them were even one-tenth as good as Your Majesty's."
Pei Chengjue laughed, "Sister, you are exaggerating. From now on, you don't have to call yourself that in front of me. Just think that I am not the emperor either."
Qiao Tang nodded at his more natural attitude, "It's just that I didn't expect His Majesty to remember it so clearly, even describing the patterns on the clothes in such detail."
"I have a photographic memory."
Qiao Tang clapped his hands, "Your Majesty is truly a man of genius. Honestly, I've never been one to meddle in other people's business, but that day, when I saw Your Majesty from behind, I suddenly changed my mind and picked up the purse."
Pei Chengjue looked at her lips opening and closing, and his heartbeat in his chest became abnormal again. Could it be that his sister had the same thoughts about him as he did?
Pei Chengjue slowly withdrew his gaze, "Then I wonder what my sister thought when she saw me?"
"Of course I am extremely happy. Didn't I tell you the night I first met Your Majesty?"
Pei Chengjue's heartbeat in his chest was getting faster and faster. It turned out that his sister felt the same way about him. Since they were in the same mood, then whatever he did wouldn't be considered offensive, right?
Pei Chengjue laughed.
Qiao Tang knew that his test was right and sighed inwardly. He was indeed a young man. He wanted everything, but he wanted feelings. But you know, feelings are the most useless thing in the world.
During lunch, a palace maid brought a bowl of bean soup to Pei Chengjue. Just as Pei Chengjue was about to eat it, Qiao Tang came over and grabbed Pei Chengjue's hand.
Pei Chengjue's hands were broad and had thin calluses, probably from practicing riding and shooting. Qiao Tang's hands were soft and white, and the two very different hands were pressed together.
Pei Chengjue felt something soft slowly enveloping him, and his heart was moved. After thinking about it, he found that it was his sister who took the initiative to extend it. He suddenly felt that his sister was not opposed to contact with him.
Thinking of this, the joy that rose in my heart was greater than that brought by holding hands together, and I couldn't help but hold them tighter.
Qiao Tang withdrew in an instant, "Your Majesty, please don't be upset. I thought the soup was still hot and was afraid it would burn Your Majesty."
The bean soup was already prepared by the palace maids, so there was no need for her to worry about it. It was just an excuse. Pei Chengjue subconsciously thought that his sister would find an excuse to get close to him.
Thinking of this, he was absent-minded during the afternoon meeting. Several ministers in the cabinet saw him like this for the first time. They looked at each other and then looked towards the warm room, thinking, it is really rare to see His Majesty at such a young age.
Pei Chengjue said calmly, "What do you think of me?"
Several old gentlemen, all of them shrewd people, could understand what he meant. Chief Minister Gu said, "Your Majesty is good in every way. If you were not busy with government affairs day and night, and walked out of the palace more often, there would definitely be many girls who would fall in love with Your Majesty."
Pei Chengjue picked up a letter casually, opened it and touched her slightly raised lips. If that's what she said, then my sister must be in love with me too.
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