What caught his eye was a beautiful face, with willow-shaped eyebrows, almond eyes, and white skin as white as snow. She looked young and had not grown up yet, but her appearance was already extremely outstanding and eye-catching. It was not the kind of beauty that was stunning or alluring. On the contrary, she gave people a very comfortable feeling. Her appearance had no offensive power, and there were a pair of very light vortices at the corners of her lips. She

did not look like someone who was looking for trouble.

After coming to this conclusion, the tension in Pei Yuan's brain loosened a little, and his palm, which had already exerted three points of internal strength, also released the force.

It was not until he glanced down and saw Bao Ning's bright red wedding dress that Pei Yuan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly remembered what Cui Fu said in the morning, saying that today was the day he would get married, and the bride would arrive around noon, and then she would go back to the capital, and his princess would continue to serve him.

Cui Fu said that with a bit of pity: "I heard that your princess consort was betrothed to the daughter of the Duke of Rong? How could such a rich lady be willing to fall to such a place? I don't know how she will treat you in the future. She is really pitiful."

Pei Yuan didn't know who Cui Fu was pitying, him or the princess consort who was going to marry him.

Thinking of this, Pei Yuan showed a hint of sarcasm. She was right. With his current situation, he was just a useless waste. How could there be fools to serve him? They all wished he would die soon, right? Even the maid sent by the Shaofu Supervisor dared to boss him around, not to mention the prince's wife. It was obvious that she must be a poor concubine who was forced to marry. She must have cried many times on the way. Maybe she was thinking about how to get out of it. She came to his room to find out the situation.

She should be very happy. He looked half dead. She didn't know when he would die and she would be a free person.

...

Pei Yuan was stunned by her skirt. Bao Ning didn't know what he was thinking about. He was so absent-minded that he didn't even notice that the quilt had slipped off.

She was afraid that Pei Yuan would get sicker after catching a cold, so she reached out and pulled the quilt back, put it around his neck, and asked again: "Are you thirsty? If you can still bear it, just wait a moment. Drinking cold water is always bad. Tell me where I can get some water, and I'll heat it up for you." He

was really good at pretending.

Pei Yuan came to his senses, frowned in disgust, turned sideways to avoid Bao Ning's hand, raised his head and drank all the water in the teapot.

Maybe because of his shaking hands, the spout of the teapot was not aligned at the beginning, and a lot of cold water spilled out and filled his neck. Pei Yuan seemed not to feel it, threw the teapot back on the table, wiped his mouth casually, and got back into the quilt.

Being ignored from beginning to end, Bao Ning was a little embarrassed, and raised his hand to touch his nose.

After standing for a while, she felt that it was not a good idea to continue the stalemate, so she decided to talk first and build a good relationship with him.

Bao Ning squatted down, so that her eyes were level with Pei Yuan who was lying down, and tried to speak in the softest voice: "Fourth Prince, I am you..."

Before she finished her words, Pei Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and said impatiently: "Why don't you get out?"

Bao Ning was stunned by the scolding and felt a little wronged.

She pursed her lips and quickly adjusted her mood.

She had known that Pei Yuan had this temper for a long time. Now that he had fallen into such a situation, it was normal for him to be in a bad mood. She should be more tolerant of him. There was no need to be angry about this.

After figuring it out, Baoning smiled again and introduced herself to him: "My last name is Ji, my first name is Baoning, have you heard of me? Ji Baoning."

Pei Yuan looked at her strangely, with a complicated expression.

As expected, there was no answer.

Baoning thought that Pei Yuan probably didn't know her. He was the fourth prince, such a noble person, and his personality was always dandy and flamboyant. He usually made friends with dandy young men and spent the whole day riding and shooting arrows. Maybe he was not even familiar with Ji Jiaying, so how could he have heard of her.

But that didn't matter. The past was in the past, and it was enough to live a good life in the future.

"From now on, I will live with you," Bao Ning tucked the quilt for Pei Yuan, propped up her chin and looked at him with squinted eyes, "Don't worry, I will take good care of you. What do you want to eat later? I'll make it for you."

Pei Yuan sneered, closed his eyes, and stopped looking at her.

He had an injury on his left leg. Because he had not cleaned and applied medicine properly, the deep wound that could see the bone had some festering, and it would hurt if touched. Therefore, Pei Yuan usually slept on his right side, with his face facing Bao Ning, and he couldn't avoid it.

He was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he simply didn't see her and didn't feel annoyed.

After a while, Bao Ning sighed, stood up and left.

Pei Yuan heard the sound of the door closing, and finally opened his eyes, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.

This woman is quite clever. Did she really think that he would be grateful after hearing those false words?

Thinking of this, the hunger in his stomach was aroused.

Pei Yuan reached behind him and took out an oil paper package. After opening it, he found half a scallion cake. It had been left for too long and it was cold in winter, so the oil on the scallion cake had solidified and it looked greasy.

Cui Fu didn't care about him, and there were no ingredients here. She herself couldn't cook well, so she only made corn porridge every day, mixed it with some bitter salt, and mixed it into a meal. Pei Yuan couldn't swallow it, so he relied on Pei Yang to send him snacks and meals every few days to fill his stomach.

Pei Yang was his fifth brother, thirteen years old this year, the youngest son of the emperor, and was doted on since childhood.

Pei Yuan has always been good to this younger brother. He personally taught Pei Yang boxing and swordsmanship, and Pei Yang was also very close to him. Later, he got into trouble, and those former drinking buddies disappeared without a trace, and they were all anxious to cut off ties with him. Only Pei Yang still cared about him and would come to see him every three or five days and give him some gifts.

Pei Yang hadn't been here for five days. The heavy snow blocked the road, and it was far away, so it was difficult for him to walk.

Pei Yuan took a bite of the scallion cake and thought to himself that he would cook some rice for tomorrow.

As for the woman just now, he didn't believe her and didn't expect anything. She said it nicely, just wait, within three days, she would cry and shout to go back.

Thinking of this, Pei Yuan's eyes became a little colder.

Hurry up and leave so as not to disturb his peace.

...

Baoning pulled the dowry boxes outside the courtyard back into the house. Her dowry was not rich, just two large boxes, one of which was bought by Xu Shi with her own money out of pity for her.

In addition, Baoning also brought a small box.

When she saw the betrothal gift prepared by the Shaofu Supervisor for Pei Yuan that day, Baoning had an idea of ​​his current situation. She was afraid that there was not even the necessities of life here, so she brought some herself. A few pounds of pork, a bag of white flour, a bag of refined rice, and some miscellaneous vegetables and medicines. Because of these things, she was ridiculed by Ji Jiaying and Ji Liuxiang.

Baoning originally thought that she was being too suspicious, but now it seems that it was thanks to her careful consideration, otherwise she would not know what to eat tonight.

The wedding dress was too cumbersome, so Baoning took out a set of casual clothes from the box and put them on. She immediately felt much more relaxed.

She thought about it, and took out a piece of cloth to block the hole in Pei Yuan's window.

This man was hot-tempered and didn't care about the consequences. He was angry if he wanted to, but he had to smash the window. If it was broken, he would be the one who would freeze.

Baoning shook her head, turned around and continued to look for water. No matter how bad her mood was, she still had to eat.

When she turned around, Baoning suddenly found that on the east side of the hut where Pei Yuan lived, there was a narrow corridor between the house and the fence wall, about one foot wide. She walked over to take a look, and found that there was also a small courtyard over there. Bao Ning was so surprised that she lifted her skirt and squeezed over. She saw a wheel well in the middle of the yard. To the east of the well was something like the entrance to a vegetable cellar, blocked by wooden boards. To the west was a reclaimed vegetable field, but now there were no vegetables, only fences and ridges.

Bao Ning realized that the yard was a "sun" structure, with a large yard surrounded by fences, two small huts in the middle, and aisles on the left and right leading to the small yard at the back.

With a well, a vegetable cellar, and a vegetable field, life would be much better in spring.

Bao Ning quickly forgot the unhappiness she felt when Pei Yuan got angry at her, went back to the west room to get a candle and lit it, and wanted to go to the bottom of the vegetable cellar to see how much food was stored. After lifting

the wooden board, a dark and damp smell came to her face, mixed with the special smell of cabbage and radish, which was not bad.

Bao Ning tied the hem of her skirt around her waist, took the candle and climbed down the ladder carefully. The candle did not go out, so she felt relieved. When she got to the bottom, Bao Ning turned around with hope and saw a few cabbages in the corner, and a large red radish that was cut in half was placed next to it. A few rotten vegetables were lying there alone. She imagined that there was nothing in them, including the stored food and dried bacon.

Baoning was a little disappointed. She sighed, but then she thought, at least there were still a few cabbages, which was good. She would make dumpling soup tonight. It was thick and hot, which was also good.

She had been used to comforting herself since she was a child, finding joy in adversity, and forgetting any unhappy things in a blink of an eye. Tao said that she had no future, but Baoning didn't know what it meant to have a future. She just thought that she was good this way, she was always in a good mood, and her life was full of flavor.

Baoning went to pick up a cabbage, blew out the candle, and climbed up the ladder.

The kitchen was too small and next to her bed, so it was inconvenient to wash the vegetables there. Baoning simply drew water and squatted by the well to wash them.

It was late winter and early spring, and the well water was freezing cold. Baoning's hands were red from the cold. She felt cold after washing for a while, so she shook the water off her hands and tucked them in front of her stomach to warm them. She looked around the small yard and thought about what vegetables she would plant when the winter soil thawed in half a month. She would definitely plant green onions, and also leeks, which were delicious when fried eggs were made. She would also plant cabbage, chili peppers, and fennel. Oh, and plant some cucumbers to quench thirst in the summer. Speaking of quenching thirst, grapes could also be planted, and a grape rack could be built to keep cool...

...

In mid-February, it got dark early. It was not even 3 p.m., but the sky was already a little dark.

Pei Yuan reached out and grabbed a coat and put it on his shoulders. He stood up with difficulty and wanted to go to the kitchen to cook something.

Because of the accident, Pei Yuan's left leg was paralyzed. He felt pain, but he was completely powerless. In order to stand up, he could only lean on a wooden stick and walk with difficulty. From the east wing to the door of the west wing, it was just a few steps, and Pei Yuan was sweating profusely. Perhaps because of excessive force, he could feel that the small wounds that had just healed seemed to have broken open again. A trace of pain climbed up his back. Pei Yuan lowered his head and stared at his legs with disgust, his eyes full of haze.

He was so disabled and incompetent that even he hated himself. Who else could he expect to like him?

Before pushing open the door of the west room, Pei Yuan hesitated for a moment. He thought, what if she didn't leave and was still in the room?

Pei Yuan stood at the door for a while, and seeing that there was still no movement inside, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

Sure enough, there was no one inside.

Pei Yuan laughed at himself. He really thought too much.

The flint was placed on the table. Pei Yuan picked it up and held it in his hand. He squatted down with difficulty and tried to light the stove.

Squatting, which seemed to be an extremely simple action, was extremely difficult for Pei Yuan. He had an injury on his leg and his left leg was numb. It was even difficult for him to bend it. In order to squat, he had to hold the stick tightly to keep his balance so as not to fall to one side. The stick was just a thick piece of dead wood, not strong, and seemed to be about to break under gravity. Pei Yuan's forehead was covered with sweat. He took a deep breath, threw the stick away, and leaned on the stove. However, his arm was strained, and his hand slipped, and he fell to the ground.

The wound was completely broken open, and the intense pain made Pei Yuan's eyes go black. He raised his head and a muffled groan came out of his throat.

...

When Baoning pushed the door in with the washed vegetables, Pei Yuan was trying hard to stand up.

Hearing the noise behind him, Pei Yuan was startled and immediately turned around to look.

Bao Ning was also looking at him in surprise: "Fourth Prince, how did you come out..."

Her eyes slid down and landed on Pei Yuan's weak left leg. The leg was paralyzed and weak, standing in a rather twisted and weird posture.

Pei Yuan didn't have time to feel happy about her appearance. Seeing where her eyes fell, his face suddenly sank.

His fingertips holding the stick were white, and he shouted with red eyes: "Look again, I'll dig out your eyes!"

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