Never leave him
Pei Zhaoying understood that what Xiao Bo meant was that one day, they would no longer be caught up in the treacherous struggles.
Xiao Bo will bring her true freedom.
So, ignoring the scrutiny and observation of the crowd, Pei Zhaoying shook their clasped hands, raised the most pure and harmless smile, curved her eyebrows, and her eyes were so bright and crystal clear that they seemed to contain an entire vibrant summer.
"My dear, I want to eat that cooked and drunken shrimp."
She ordered Xiao Bo around openly, her tone sticky and her intonation gentle.
I don’t know if it was intentional, but this time, it was not Xiao Bo who tried his best to induce her to call him “husband” before she uttered this most intimate name... In public, she called him husband so naturally.
Xiao Bo was shocked, and piles of gunpowder in his head exploded instantly, shattering his sanity.
His wrist shook and he almost lost his grip on the ivory chopsticks.
His ears couldn't believe it, so he was so confused that he couldn't even remember what Pei Zhaoying said. His attention was completely distracted by the title in front of him, and he seemed at a loss.
"Husband, shrimp——"
Pei Zhaoying stretched out her voice and spoke each word heavily, as if she was holding Xiao Bo between her lips and teeth and torturing him.
"Okay, okay, I'll do it for you, Madam."
Xiao Bo was in a state of panic.
Soon the redness spread from the collarbone to the neck.
Behind them stood the palace maids, and since Pei Zhaoying had spoken, the palace maids regarded this as a sign of the couple's deep affection.
It was indeed Pei Zhaoying who just wanted to tease him on a whim.
It's not all bad intentions.
The more she depends on someone, the more she likes to make trouble for him. In the deep palace, looking around, there is no true man. She only has Xiao Bo, so she clings to him and refuses to let go, wanting to confirm his choice and favor through every little thing.
Pei Zhaoying rarely eats fresh seafood in shells, and doesn't want to bother the servants, so she waits eagerly for Xiao Bo to do it for her.
Xiao Bo used two ivory chopsticks to pull the shrimp meat out of the shell. He didn't know what trick he used, but he used some skillful force to pull the crystal clear shrimp meat out of the shell and brought it to Pei Zhaoying's mouth to feed her.
Pei Zhaoying swallowed it in one gulp without hesitation. In fact, she didn't taste the cooked and drunken shrimp at all. She took the opportunity to do something naughty and bit Xiao Bo's finger.
Xiao Bo endured the slight pain, and then found that the round fan was really a useful item. He took Pei Zhaoying's round fan to admire it and covered his mouth:
"A Ying, are you deliberately taking advantage of your numbers to bully me? You're leaving me with no way to resist?"
"Exactly."
"A woman with a bad heart."
"No matter how bad you are, you married me. You can't get away with it in this life."
Xiao Bo thought to himself, it's not just this life, it's all the lives that have been trapped.
Pei Zhaoying thought that since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. Since he had to deal with this mess, he might as well go with the flow and enjoy the beautiful scenery, fine wine and delicious food.
The palace even specially ordered the Imperial Music Bureau to rehearse a new dance. The singing and dancing were charming and the dancers' every smile and frown was alluring. Even Pei Zhaoying, a woman, was mesmerized by the performance. However, she felt that the musicians' accompaniment was lacking in quality and did not match the extraordinary dancing.
What made Pei Zhaoying even more uncomfortable was that as long as she turned her head, she would unexpectedly meet Xiao Yucheng's gaze. That person must have been staring at her for longer than she knew!
Suddenly, Pei Zhaoying lost her appetite. The sweet fruit wine that was not intoxicating quickly lost its flavor when it went down her throat, and her stomach was churning and she felt nauseous. Pei Zhaoying put down her chopsticks and her smile broke.
It was difficult for her to describe her feelings towards Xiao and Cheng to others.
It wasn't fear, it wasn't terror, it was an instinctive reminder for her to avoid it! Otherwise, her body would warn her, sending her endless nausea.
Maybe they had sorrows in their past lives and were enemies.
God gave Pei Zhaoying an instruction in the dark, telling her that it would be better for her to stay away from him, otherwise there would be trouble.
"Husband, Xiao Yucheng keeps looking at me. His eyes are really annoying..."
Pei Zhaoying couldn't suppress her worries and whispered her grievances into Xiao Bo's ear.
"He's sick. He can't control his eyes and offended my Ah Ying. Don't pay attention to him, and don't look back, lest he have messy evil thoughts again. We should just pretend he doesn't exist. I think his illness is understandable."
Xiao Bo served Pei Zhaoying a light and easy-to-digest soup to fill her stomach, worried that she would be tired and hungry after the palace banquet.
Pei Zhaoying happily accepted Xiao Bo's kindness.
Having someone around to respond to her joys and sorrows in a timely manner, and not to ignore any emotion, made Pei Zhaoying feel that small grievances and annoyances were nothing. Xiao Bo shared the same hatred with her, and with just a few words, he relieved her worries.
Anyway, Xiao Yucheng's dislike cannot be compared with the happiness that Xiao Bo brings her. To invest in their relationship is like throwing a drop in the ocean.
She didn't notice that Xiao Bo's hands were shaking, and quickly hid them under the table to prevent Pei Zhaoying from catching his abnormal heart palpitations.
The look in Xiao Yucheng's eyes...he wouldn't be wrong!
Xiao Yucheng still dared to have unforgivable delusions about his wife!
Xiao Bo thought that he had to find a reason to take Pei Zhaoying away as soon as possible, and he had already taken over most of Pei Zhaoying's burdens. They should not have the chance to meet again in the future. It would be best if that devil never appeared in their lives!
"Do you like the dishes here? If you do, I'll ask the chef in our house to come and learn from them and tailor them to your taste."
Pei Zhaoying ate the delicious dishes that caught her eye, and asked Xiao Bo with a smile about his preferences. Xiao Bo was stunned at first and didn't hear what she said.
"What's wrong with you? Is it because of your appetite or are you feeling unwell?"
Xiao Bo couldn't see how ugly his face was. Facing Pei Zhaoying's worry and concern, he forced a smile and tapped Pei Zhaoying's little face.
"Nothing, I was just on guard against Xiao and Cheng playing some tricks, so I was a little distracted and didn't hear what Ah Ying said clearly. I should be punished."
Pei Zhaoying nodded in agreement. If Xiao Yucheng didn't act arrogantly and boast at his own celebration banquet, it would be a sign of bad luck. However, he just used a few tricks, and she and the emperor were used to it.
Xiao Bo's complexion did not improve, and it was pale with despair.
The voice trembled, with a kind of intangible weakness:
"Pei Zhaoying."
"ah?"
This was the first time Xiao Bo called his wife's name solemnly.
After Pei Zhaoying reached this position, no one called her that anymore, and she even felt a little unfamiliar with her own name. She reacted for a moment, then looked at Xiao Bo with a loving smile, trying to figure out what important matter he was trying to say by doing that.
Xiao Bo gritted his teeth and hummed softly, then leaned over slightly, resting his forehead against her soft and plump cheek:
"Pei Zhaoying, please never leave me. Otherwise, I will go crazy."
The breath was hot and scorching.
Pei Zhaoying thought he was making an intimate confession in public.
Actually not.
Xiao Bo was scared...
What he was afraid of was not that Xiao and Cheng would compete with him for his beloved.
Rather, he was worried that Pei Zhaoying's memories of her past life would awaken, and that in her heart, she would give a place to that marriage that existed in name only and the person who pushed her into the abyss...
Xiao Bo's actions attracted many guests to look over here. Pei Zhaoying felt embarrassed and didn't understand why he had such a strong desire for him at this moment.
"...We're fine, why are you talking about leaving or something like that?"
Pei Zhaoying pushed him, but failed to move him away. Xiao Bo stubbornly refused to move.
If it weren't for the occasion, he would have bound her in his arms, even though it might have been a cage, but he could no longer suppress his paranoid desires and fears.
He had handled some minor cases in the local area where men had beaten their wives and daughters. He wanted to handle the cases impartially according to the law several times, but the abused wives dragged their bruised bodies in the courtroom, crying and begging the judge for mercy. She believed that her husband would repent, and that without a man in the house, they had no way to survive in these unstable times!
He didn't quite understand it at first, but as he grew older, he didn't agree with it, but he also understood the difficulties women faced in their survival.
What if Pei Zhaoying is like this? What if she has someone else in her heart...
Wouldn't he then become a clown who had taken over someone else's nest, completely unloved and unsympathetic, and only receiving a little warmth squeezed out by Pei Zhaoying? How would he cope with the future?
Therefore, Pei Zhaoying absolutely cannot leave him or give up him.
From this angle, Pei Zhaoying couldn't see the deep despair, brokenness, and lifeless sadness on Xiao Bo's face, but she noticed his abnormal trembling. Although Pei Zhaoying felt it was very embarrassing to stick close to him in public, she was prepared to suppress her shyness and respond to Xiao Bo with the words he wanted to hear.
"Okay, I..."
"This cup is for the eldest princess. Would Your Highness do me the honor?"
Pei Zhaoying was about to say the promise that Xiao Bo wanted most at this moment, but it was that tactless Xiao Yucheng again who raised his glass to toast Pei Zhaoying.
Xiao Bo slowly moved to a suitable distance, raised his head, and swept his poisonous eyes over Xiao Yucheng's faces.
He was sure.
Xiao and Cheng did it on purpose.
Pei Zhaoying felt disgusted when she saw Xiao Yucheng's arrogant and domineering expressions.
Xiao Bo casually poured a glass of wine, stood up and drank it all in one gulp. With a flick of his wrist, he showed everyone the empty glass:
"Your Highness has a poor appetite. Cold wine hurts the stomach. I will drink this glass of wine for my wife."
Xiao and Cheng's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them with interest.
He had originally developed an indescribable affection for Pei Zhaoying, thinking about her day and night, and even had absurd and decadent dreams. Pei Zhaoying was like a fairy from the Moon Palace, ignoring him coldly and arrogantly. The previous frictions in official business seemed like a kind of interest that he wanted to express but could not.
Xiao Yucheng was extremely anxious.
Longing for a kiss.
He loved conquering cities and overcoming difficulties the most, but he felt that the presence of his consort Xiao Bo was just a small obstacle. If the journey were smooth, it would not be very satisfying.
Pei Zhaoying pulled Xiao Bo back to his seat and decided not to get entangled with such a person.
Xiao and Cheng pursued relentlessly:
"Your Highness, why won't you speak to me? Don't you even want to give me the courtesy of speaking?"
Unable to avoid it, Pei Zhaoying said perfunctorily:
"No, I'm just feeling unwell today."
"Oh? But the prince consort neglected to take care of him?"
"My husband treats me sincerely. He is a very good person. Grand Marshal, please don't interfere in our family affairs." Pei Zhaoying resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
Xiao Yucheng wore a black robe that was fully embroidered with a python. The bright red embroidery thread depicted a python with a bloody mouth, which was extremely eye-catching. The python seemed to be about to jump off the clothes and eat people alive.
"How could that be? Could it be that Your Highness has forgotten the brotherly relationship between me and the Prince Consort?"
Pei Zhaoying felt a strong sense of discomfort again. She clenched Xiao Bo's hand tightly, looked back with her stubborn eyes, and did not argue with him in words, but glared at him fiercely.
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