Chapter 234 Fear of Cold

The emperor, sitting on the dragon throne, smiled with great satisfaction.

"Lord Yongyi has won my heart!"

He turned around and asked Wen Zhiheng who was sitting quietly beside him.

"What do you think, Prime Minister?"

"The four directions come to pay homage, and all nations bow down to us. This is the mandate of the Daye Dynasty from heaven, and it will eventually be engraved in history books for future generations to admire."

His Majesty nodded with great satisfaction.

"Well, Zhiheng is the one who pleases me the most."

Later, he attended a palace banquet.

Chen Shiyi didn't like these occasions, but there was nothing she could do. Today, she was one of the most important people and sat below the commander.

Only a few people stayed at the palace banquet, and Chen Shiyi hardly recognized them, except for Old Man Hu, Wen Zhiheng, and the Ninth Uncle who had never behaved properly.

His Majesty occasionally asked a few questions about sailing, and after a while, he got up and left.

The Ninth Prince on the opposite side raised his wine glass and smiled at Chen Shiyi.

Chen Shiyi pretended not to see it and turned his head away.

The Ninth Uncle lowered his head and laughed softly.

Chen Shiyi couldn't hold his liquor, so after drinking a little he stood up and left.

Mr. Hu then took her out.

"You didn't even think of writing me a letter, but just walked straight into the Qinzheng Palace. It scared even an old man like me."

Chen Shiyi smiled apologetically at the side.

"I thought Pei Luoshu told you, didn't he?"

"He's been busy cleaning the house these days and has no time."

"I'll pay attention next time."

"You, don't run around here and there anymore. Now that you are the county lord, you should be alert and pay attention to your behavior. Don't do whatever you want like before. Besides, you can live a glorious life with a fief of 1,000 households."

"Okay, uncle, I understand."

Mr. Hu happened to meet a colleague and was chatting about court affairs. Chen Shiyi stood quietly by.

She raised her eyes and saw Wen Zhiheng and two unfamiliar officials approaching.

Wen Zhiheng glanced at her, nodded, and looked cold and distant. Then he spoke to an official beside him and walked straight past her.

Chen Shiyi thought that it was very good for them to be like this.

The most familiar stranger, suitable for the relationship between them.

After leaving the palace, Pei Luoshu's carriage was waiting outside.

Mr. Hu was taken away by Uncle Jin.

Chen Shiyi was pulled into the carriage by Pei Luoshu.

His eyes brightened when he looked at Chen Shiyi, who was wearing a purple palace dress.

"A Luo, hurry up, help me untie it, I can't breathe."

Chen Shiyi's collar was tied tightly. Pei Luoshu unbuttoned her neck, took off her clothes, and then changed her into a turquoise double-breasted coat, and then added a dark blue cloak on the outside.

"Bai Ling said that you are becoming more and more afraid of the cold. The weather in Kyoto is also getting colder. If it is not necessary, don't go out for the time being."

Chen Shiyi nodded obediently, holding Pei Luoshu's face and kissing him.

"My husband, I miss you so much."

Pei Luoshu raised the corners of his mouth.

"I missed you, too."

He pressed Chen Shiyi's forehead.

"You are so brave that you dare to ram a boat. Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Chen Shiyi replied seriously.

"I asked Master Xu Zhou at the time. My Yuyuan was badly damaged in the battle and lost its ability to sail. I might as well ram it. Maybe it would bring me some reward. After all, no one believed that I would dare to do this. Maybe I would get some reward in return."

“Are you satisfied with this reward?”

"No, I prefer real gold and silver, and His Majesty is so stingy that he only gave me a thousand taels of gold as a reward."

Pei Luoshu smiled involuntarily.

"You have your own money, so naturally you don't care about this thousand taels of gold, but you know that for many families, this is an amount they have never seen in their lifetime."

Chen Shiyi thought about it.

"You're right. I slowly forgot my original intention. This is wrong."

Pei Luoshu tightened the cloak around Chen Shiyi.

"That's not the case. You've always been nice, Eleven."

Inside Lingyun Pavilion, Wen Zhiheng was using a pair of scissors to trim the branches of the green chrysanthemums he had recently acquired.

Qingsong whispered beside him.

"I didn't expect that the girl was so powerful that she could crash into a ship worth more than 200,000 taels."

Wen Zhiheng looked indifferent.

"Don't call her Miss anymore. She is Madam Pei now."

Qingsong smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, yes. Many people gave gifts to the newly-appointed county lord. Did the prime minister give any gifts?"

Wen Zhiheng seemed a little nonchalant and spoke softly.

"Send. Everyone else is sending gifts, but we don't. What a shame! Let's send one more to congratulate them on their wedding and wish them a long and happy marriage. We all get to know each other, so we should be polite."

Qingsong nodded, feeling uncomfortable seeing Wen Zhiheng's indifferent expression.

His son, from his youth to his thirties, has no woman by his side who understands him and lives his life with his original intention.

I can’t get it, but I can’t forget it.

Alas, the girl is already married, my son.

You should find a good girl too.

What does it mean to follow him and live with these flowers and plants every day?

Pei Luoshu's house was given by the emperor. It had two courtyards. Although it was not as big as the one in Jiangzhou, it was considered very good in Kyoto, where every inch of land was valuable.

It was enough for the two of them.

Pei Luoshu had almost tidied up the house, and Chen Shiyi didn't care about anything else. He just stayed in the room and didn't dare to go out.

She is very afraid of the cold now.

It is now late autumn, and the extremely cold wind has already started to blow, which can make one's knees feel empty and empty. It feels as if there is wind in one's bones, which is both uncomfortable and unrelieved.

As soon as I opened the curtain, a wave of hot air rushed towards me from inside the house.

As soon as Pei Luoshu entered the room, he took off his outer robe because it was too hot. Even in such a hot room, Chen Shiyi was still covered with a thin quilt and leisurely reading the book in his hand.

Pei Luoshu took the book from her hand and took a look. It turned out to be a leisure book.

"How long have you been watching?"

"Not long. I took a nap at noon."

He walked forward, wrapped Chen Shiyi in a quilt, and hugged her.

"Are you still cold? Do you need another blanket?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"No, it's just right like this. If you add another layer, it will be too hot."

Chen Shiyi took a deep breath.

"A Luo, can you help me ask Lao Qin when he will come to Kyoto? I'm just worried that something is wrong with my body."

Pei Luoshu paused for a moment while holding her hand.

He turned pale.

"Eleven, don't think too much. You're just afraid of the cold. Women are naturally afraid of the cold. You don't need to worry too much."

Chen Shiyi thought about it.

"Okay, but I won't feel cold if I sleep with you at night. You are like a big furnace."

"Okay, I, as the one who keeps the bed warm, will definitely fulfill my duties and do my part."

Pei Luoshu smiled.

"Eleven, there is one more thing. Madam Zhixue Tu of Longtu Pavilion loves chrysanthemums. She holds a chrysanthemum banquet every autumn. She has also sent you an invitation. You should go and show your face."