Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Be my wife.
Even leaving the palace was allowed.
This is the good thing about being young, it is easy to be soft-hearted, unlike those who have been through a lot and have a heart as cold as iron.
At the same time, she also blamed herself for being so sleepy that she heard the voice wrongly. It was clear that her ex-husband was dead.
On second thought, she realized that tomorrow was probably her ex-husband's death anniversary, and she was thinking about burning paper for him, so this went wrong.
But after all, they could get out. Qiao Tang put this matter behind her, and was hugged and kissed by Pei Chengjue again at night.
Pei Chengjue buried his head in the crook of her neck, clinging to her without stopping, leaving no room for negotiation, "I will only give you two hours."
Qiao Tang thought to himself, how stingy.
The next day, she did not waste any time. After breakfast, she got on the palace carriage and was taken out of the palace by the guards who had changed their clothes.
As soon as I entered the house, several servants came to greet me excitedly.
The leader was a well-dressed woman in her early forties, with a round face and a kind and loving expression. When she saw Qiao Tang, she hugged her and cried with tears in her eyes, "The girl is back."
The maids and servants around her were also in tears. Qiao Tang hugged Nanny Wang's neck and smiled, "Don't cry, don't cry. Look, I'm fine."
A few people looked up and saw that she was dressed in expensive clothes, with a gentle and beautiful face and sparkling eyes. She looked even more elegant than before she left. They wiped their tears and hugged her into the hall.
The house was neatly tidied, and every detail was arranged perfectly. Qiao Tang looked around and smiled with satisfaction, "Mammy is still as diligent as ever."
"How could an old woman like me do this?"
Nanny Wang frequently glanced at the guards guarding the door, and she nodded in understanding. It turned out that it was Pei Chengjue who ordered it to be done, which was particularly pleasing to her eye.
She held the nanny's hand and whispered to her, and the nanny went out after hearing her. Not long after, she came back with a pile of paper money, gold ingots, incense sticks and other things.
Qiao Tang originally wanted to go somewhere else to pay tribute to her ex-husband, but when she saw two guards following her like shadows, she simply stood by the flower garden and did not move.
The servant helped light the incense and candles. The maid handed over some paper, which Qiao Tang burned. He heard the maid wipe her tears and say, "The former son-in-law had a tragic fate. Not only did he suffer so much, but he also died young. If it weren't for the young lady's kindness and care for him, there wouldn't even be anyone to burn paper on his deathday."
In the mist, Qiao Tang seemed to see a pair of cold eyes, and even the voice was cold, "Qiao Tang, if you dare to step out of the Wen family today, you will no longer be my wife, Wen Jing."
At that time, she blamed Wen Jing for being cold-hearted and heartless, and left without looking back. Then, less than a month later, she heard the news of his death. It's not that she didn't regret it. But what's the use of regretting?
“Ahem…”
A gust of wind blew up the debris, choking Qiao Tang and causing her to cough a few times. Nanny Wang helped her up and moved away. Seeing that tears were in the corners of her eyes due to choking, she hurriedly took out a scented silk cloth and wiped them for her.
Qiao Tang walked away with red eyes, and instead suggested taking Nanny Wang to the palace, while the rest remained in the house. "You just stay here and behave yourself."
The servants and maids agreed, and sent her and the nanny to the carriage. They finally returned to the palace within the time specified by Pei Chengjue.
Qiao Tang took Nanny Wang to Taiji Palace, and the two guards immediately returned to Qinzheng Palace to report the situation to Pei Chengjue.
Pei Chengjue paced in the hall, his long sleeves swaying back and forth. Several ministers knelt uneasily, with their heads lowered, not daring to speak.
Pei Chengjue suddenly turned around and waved them away, then said to the guards, "Go and fetch Miss Qiao."
The guards did not dare to delay and quickly went to Taiji Palace to convey the oral order. Qiao Tang had just breathed a sigh of relief and was talking to Nanny Wang, so he could only obey the order and go see Pei Chengjue.
Pei Chengjue smiled and said, "Sister, you came back so quickly."
Qiao Tang didn't even have the energy to scold him. It was just a matter of a word from him. He said he was fast, but in fact he disliked his slowness.
Qiao Tang simply pulled his hand into the warm room and offered her lips to him to calm him down.
It's been a really long time.
Qiao Tang felt like she was about to suffocate under his palm before he let her go. He moved his hand from her waist and lifted her collar.
Another period of time passed.
When Pei Chengjue had finished, Qiao Tang felt completely powerless and was held in his arms. "Sister, you are so soft-hearted that you would shed tears even when burning paper for others."
Qiao Tang closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and explained softly, "The wind blew debris into my eyes."
As for who to burn paper for?
She would have to mention her ex-husband sooner or later, so why not bring it up today? Besides, Pei Chengjue had already found out everything, and now he was just waiting for her to explain.
"Your Majesty knows that I was married in my early years, and he died after divorcing me. Today is his death anniversary, and I..."
He pressed his fingertips against her trembling lips, grinding them gently to stop her from speaking any further.
Pei Chengjue said, "Sister, please don't go into too much detail."
Qiao Tang blinked, but she didn't say anything...
Pei Chengjue said, "I am not a petty and jealous person. Sister, please burn paper for him. I am happy as long as I have your sister."
Qiao Tang smiled, as if kissing Pei Chengjue's fingertips. Pei Chengjue narrowed his eyes in pleasure.
Qiao Tang thought to himself, after all, they are still young and not married yet, so they don’t know what being a husband and wife means, especially a young couple.
Qiao Tang married Wen Jing at the age of sixteen and lived with Wen Jing day and night for three years. The mark left by Wen Jing on her was hidden in a place that Pei Chengjue could not see.
Pei Chengjue kissed Qiao Tang completely unaware.
Qiao Tang endured it, and suddenly Pei Chengjue pulled away and said in a low voice, "Sister, be my wife."
Qiao Tang was startled, his heart pounding, his fingers tightening, and he forced a smile, "Your Majesty, you're joking."
Pei Chengjue smiled and kissed his hair. "I'm not kidding. I really want to marry you. It's just that you have to wait a while. We can only get married after I come of age."
Qiao Tang's heart suddenly relaxed, but before she could be happy, Pei Chengjue picked her up and carried her directly to the outer hall. They sat on the armchair together and opened the written imperial edict. It turned out to be an imperial edict to confer the title of consort on her.
"Since you've been sleeping with me, you're mine. I don't want you to suffer any injustice. I'll hold a flower viewing banquet for you the day after tomorrow and then confer the title of Imperial Consort on you. Okay?"
"When I come of age, I will marry you, and you will be my queen."
It was clearly a spring day, but Qiao Tang broke out in a cold sweat, making her feel cold all over. Her hands, which were holding Pei Chengjue's neck, trembled and fell down weakly.
She leaned close to Pei Chengjue as if drawing warmth from him, and asked anxiously, "Does the Empress Dowager know? Does she agree?"
Pei Chengjue thought she was afraid of the Queen Mother's reprimand, so he hugged her tighter and said with great pity, "I don't need to ask the Queen Mother about my actions, so don't worry."
Qiao Tang nestled in his arms, not daring to shed tears. She just gritted her teeth and thought, even if she was made a concubine, she could still leave the palace. As long as Pei Chengjue didn't like her anymore, there would be room for change.
That night, Qiao Tang developed a high fever and fell into a coma, which was rare for her given her good health.
Pei Chengjue had only seen her elegant and gorgeous, radiant and with a graceful look in her eyes. Where had he ever seen her so weak and powerless?
She lay trembling in Pei Chengjue's arms like a lotus blown down by the wind, making Pei Chengjue love her more than before and summon all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital.
The imperial doctors examined Qiao Tang and said that he was frightened and needed to rest well. Pei Chengjue seemed to be thinking about something.
After the medicine was cooked, Pei Chengjue fed it to Qiao Tang personally, but Qiao Tang was confused and refused to drink it.
"Be obedient, sister." Pei Chengjue clamped her chin and thrust his lips into hers one by one.
Qiao Tang was obedient. She drank a bowl of medicine and fell into a deep sleep. Under the dim candlelight, Pei Chengjue stared at her pale cheeks for a long time.
After a while, he pinched his brows in regret. He shouldn't have mentioned the title of consort so suddenly. Even if his sister liked him, she would be shocked. What's more, she also had to worry about the queen mother. It was really difficult for her.
He lowered his head and gently kissed Qiao Tang's eyebrows, as if he was holding a piece of snow in his mouth, which melted as he pressed harder.
At four quarters past the hour of Mao, a palace maid came to report that it was time to go to court and the ministers were waiting.
Pei Chengjue got off the bed, lowered the gauze curtain, ordered the palace servants to watch it carefully, walked a few steps away, and looked back.
The palace servant said, "Your Majesty."
Pei Chengjue picked up his pace again and slowly walked to the front hall. Suddenly he stopped, closed his eyes and said, "How can I feel at ease when my sister hasn't woken up yet?"
Just this once, just this once.
"I hereby declare that I am unwell and will temporarily delegate today's court affairs to the cabinet. I hope you will understand."
After saying this, he glanced at the stunned palace maid, who immediately went away to pass on the message. He turned around and went back to the bedroom. Seeing that the gauze curtain was still closed, he did not get on the bed, but just sat beside it.
After an unknown amount of time, the gauze curtain moved slightly. He lifted it and saw Qiao Tang had sat up, looking at him with wet eyes. He couldn't help but feel happy and leaned over to hug her, "Sister, you're awake."
This immediately dispelled the confusion in Qiao Tang's heart, but she didn't have the energy to deal with Pei Chengjue at the moment. She could only close her eyes and shout, "Your Majesty, it hurts."
"Lie down a little longer."
Pei Chengjue helped her lie down and comforted her, "Sister, I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so hasty in making you my concubine. I scared you."
Qiao Tang was surprised. She had been thinking about this matter since she woke up. She thought it was a done deal, but she didn't expect there would be an unexpected turn of events.
She said, "It's not your Majesty's fault. I've only been in the palace for a short time, and I haven't really met your Majesty yet..."
There was a pause, and it was obvious that both of them knew what was being said. Qiao Tang continued, "How can she be made a noble concubine right away?"
"I know Your Majesty is doing this for my own good. I don't care about that. I just want to be with Your Majesty."
Pei Chengjue didn't respond, but just leaned over, lowered his head and kissed her, and kissed her for a long time before letting go of Qiao Tang.
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