Successful bed-sharing
Xiao Bo put down his cutlery and looked at Pei Zhaoying's expression first.
It seemed that in his heart, she was greater than the emperor.
Pei Zhaoying had no choice but to order someone to pack his luggage for him and sighed:
"Go ahead, go ahead. Go sooner rather than later. If he gives you any difficult tasks, just use Tai Chi to push them back. Don't be foolish enough to charge into battle and get yourself covered in blood. If there's anything difficult to shoulder, come back and we'll discuss and share it together."
Xiao Bo stood up. She was sitting in a wheelchair and needed to look up.
From this perspective, Pei Zhaoying was clearly struck by Xiao Bo's handsomeness and charm, and she was superficially delighted by her husband's appearance.
Xiao Bo was facing the light, so even if people looked at each other, it was difficult to see what was in his pupils.
His Adam's apple slid: "Your Majesty is your brother..."
Hence why she seemed to care more about his safety.
Pei Zhaoying said unhappily, "Yeah, people should be divided into relatives and strangers. You're still my consort!"
Only a fool would continue to be kidnapped by the so-called family affection of Pei Heng and fight for his throne with his whole family.
Pei Heng was in need of someone, and he saw Xiao Bo as a lifeline through his in-laws. Normal matters could be discussed with him, but if he wanted to rely on Xiao Bo to accomplish something, Pei Zhaoying would not agree.
Xiao Bo's new clothes were made of fine material specially prepared by Pei Zhaoying from tribute from the south of the Yangtze River. There were no complicated or fancy patterns made with gold or silver embroidery threads. The material itself was good enough, close-fitting and breathable, and the simple look made Xiao Bo look noble and generous. Pei Zhaoying straightened the hem for him with satisfaction.
Xiao Bo agreed and followed the palace people to meet the emperor, coming and going like the wind.
"Oh, let's all retreat." Pei Zhaoying lost her appetite.
After so many days, I still have no idea what Xiao Bo likes.
She doesn't believe that anyone can be without his or her own characteristics.
Unless... Xiao Bo has not let down his guard and is deliberately disguising himself.
Jiang Yubai found time to come over and report on important military matters, and after he finished, he only added fuel to her anger when her thoughts were disappointed.
Jiang Yubai said:
"As for men, the scariest thing is having no preferences or weaknesses. The old people say such men are heartless and disloyal. And wouldn't you find it creepy to have a wooden man with no preferences or partialities around you?"
"I don't think so."
It was obvious that there was simply a new man in the house, but he seemed to be hindering Jiang Yubai everywhere.
Jiang Yubai was either training his troops or reporting military intelligence, and every now and then he would see Xiao Bo in the corridor, acting like the master of the house.
Once, Jiang Yubai entered Pei Zhaoying's yard and was surprised to find that the two lived together. Xiao Bo was leisurely drying books and paintings in the open space in the yard, looking very comfortable.
Their eyes occasionally met, cold as ice.
But Pei Zhaoying didn't feel anything towards the living person who was suddenly stuffed in, which made Jiang Yubai feel unhappy and scratching his head.
Jiang Yubai continued to persuade:
"You used to live alone, and everyone else was there to serve you. You lived a carefree and happy life. Now Xiao Bo lives with you, don't you think it's weird to have another man? What's wrong with you? You have to take care of him when it comes to food and sleep, just like a neighbor."
Pei Zhaoying looked at him doubtfully:
"But Xiao Bo is my consort. If I don't live with him, should I live with you? Or with Jin Chenxiao? I'd rather stay in the main camp with the other soldiers, but my physical condition doesn't allow it."
Jiang Yubai's weird little thoughts were shattered by Pei Zhaoying's frankness.
Then, Jiang Yubai turned angry and turned away, unable to bear the loss of face.
"Forget it, I can't explain it to you."
Pei Zhaoying turned around and asked Qiluo blankly:
"What's wrong with Commander Jiang? Did someone make him angry?"
Qiluo sorted out her words and stiffly smoothed things over for Jiang Yu:
"Perhaps Commander Jiang ate something unclean and is feeling unwell, which is why he's saying some incoherent things."
Qiluo felt a little bit resentful towards Jiang Yubai for being ignorant. Now that Pei Zhaoying's marriage was settled, everyone should be united and not cause any more troubles that would cause chaos in the house.
Qiluo was also glad that her prince was not very good at love between men and women. Jiang Yubai's seductive glances were just like those thrown to a blind man, which prevented Pei Zhaoying from thinking too much and causing unnecessary trouble.
However, His Highness seemed to be completely focused on his husband.
Qiluo happily hoped that the two of them would grow closer in love, live in harmony with each other, and add more laughter and joy to the mansion.
Xiao Bo was so capable that he almost freed Pei Zhaoying from the complicated affairs.
Normally, as soon as Pei Zhaoying opened her eyes in the morning, she had to deal with countless chores and deal with the spies sent by the palace. Xiao Bo was really her "right-hand man", doing the work as easily as Pei Zhaoying's own hands.
This also led to Xiao Bo being so busy that he was not seen for several days.
Pei Zhaoying heard from the maid that her husband would always give her a massage by her bed no matter how early or late it was. In order to stand up as soon as possible, she followed the strict schedule set by Lu Yunqi and did not meet Xiao Bo. It was not convenient for her to say thank you for her hard work when Xiao Bo came over.
Pei Zhaoying felt very sorry and tossed and turned in a restless sleep.
With his mind full of thoughts, a dream ended and Pei Zhaoying woke up in a daze, and found that the tip of his nose was filled with the hazy and elegant fragrance of orchids.
There was a furry thing lying beside his shoulder.
The man's breath made her heart beat faster in the dark night.
She was also thankful that the inky black night concealed her blushing face.
Xiao Bo must have hurried over to give her a massage for rehabilitation after a busy day at work. Afterwards, he was so tired that he fell asleep directly.
The maids did not dare to drive away the legitimate prince consort, and each of them retreated to wait outside the door, giving the master and his wife some space to be alone.
Pei Zhaoying suddenly wanted to feel the touch of Xiao Bo's heart, so she put her hand on it.
She had thought it all out. If Xiao Bo showed any signs of misfortune, she would just make up a story and say she thought she was dreaming.
The hair was even smoother than the black satin that women carefully cared for.
Not as rough and prickly as that of ordinary men.
Pei Zhaoying felt a little jealous. No matter how carefully she cared for her hair and used hundreds of flowers oil to nourish it, it still became frizzy and broke every now and then. Perhaps her hair couldn't withstand the constant fussing because of her frequent and elaborate hairstyles.
She was reluctant to raise her hand.
Pei Zhaoying, who had lost her martial arts skills, did not feel that the person under her palm was not asleep, and his breathing quickened as she touched him.
This was Xiao Bo's plan.
He had to find a suitable opportunity to fall beside Pei Zhaoying's bed, knowing that Pei Zhaoying was soft-hearted and would not remain indifferent.
However, when everything unfolded according to his plan, he was about to lose control. He wanted to keep that soft touch for a long time. He wanted to hold her hand directly...
A little lack of patience will ruin great plans.
Xiao Bo held back his anger.
Pei Zhaoying touched his forehead.
She didn't quite dare to blaspheme him.
She lightly touched his forehead and then withdrew her hand.
His skin felt like a flawless jade.
The same person will experience very different feelings when seeing with eyes and exploring with hands.
The Xiao Bo that Pei Zhaoying saw was elegant and otherworldly, and what she touched... was actually invisibly alluring, instinctively provoking her to explore more.
She was "kindly" worried that Xiao Bo might feel suffocated while lying face down, so she wanted to touch his eyebrows and nose again.
This little idea didn't work.
Xiao Bo "woke up" in time at this juncture. He looked up sleepily, causing Pei Zhaoying's hand to fall empty.
Pei Zhaoying seemed to be caught red-handed, and with a guilty conscience, he immediately retracted his hand under the quilt and hid it tightly.
Xiao Bo confessed his crime in a hoarse voice:
"Sorry, I was so abrupt. I closed my eyes and slept for so long. I'm sorry..."
Having said that, he got up and left.
Pei Zhaoying slightly stretched out her little finger to hook his belt.
No hook.
Xiao Bo frowned and stumbled back, panting softly:
"Sorry, I've been lying there for too long and my legs are a little numb. I'll leave now..."
The handsome man's breath is as fragrant as orchid in the dark night.
Pei Zhaoying's heart was filled with emotion, and she spoke out to stop him without thinking:
"Don't bother making trouble so late. If you don't mind, just sleep right here. Um, help me move inside."
It's not like they hadn't slept in the same bed on their wedding night.
Although nothing happened.
Pei Zhaoying's face was burning with panic as she frantically rationalized the invitation, which was almost like a self-recommendation.
Xiao Bo was busy running around for her, so how could she feel at ease to bother him in the middle of the night?
"In that case, thank you."
Xiao Bo's voice had a strong nasal tone of someone who had just woken up, but Pei Zhaoying did not suspect anything.
Xiao Bo did not move her, but carefully occupied the edge of the bed. As a tall man, he abided by his duties and did not press his body against Pei Zhaoying, trying his best not to offend her.
Pei Zhaoying closed her eyes, feeling Xiao Bo's movements. She breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt vaguely that she had wronged him.
Lu Yunqi's medicine took effect, and before she could think much, she was dragged into a sweet dream again.
The next day, the servants all had a look of joy on their faces. They were quiet and served the princess and her husband efficiently.
They just thought that this was just an ordinary sexual intercourse between the couple since their wedding. The masters were in a good mood and the servants might get more rewards.
"The Grand Chancellor and the Marquis of Huaiyang have been clashing, holding a discussion in the Invitation Moon Tower. The Grand Chancellor has sent out renowned scholars like Xue Can to showcase the city's wealth of talent and profound learning. The Marquis of Huaiyang, unwilling to be left behind, has sent pigeons to urge the scholars and notables of Huaiyang to come, demonstrating that Huaiyang has preserved the most orthodox literary tradition since the time of Emperor Gaozu. These past few days, the competition has been intense, with students from across the capital vying to attend, practically cramming in."
Xiao Bo didn't mind what happened at night and talked to Pei Zhaoying about current affairs as usual.
Pei Zhaoying laughed twice. "Xiao Yucheng is a soldier. He's not really trying to explain the truth to the Marquis of Huaiyang. He's probably trying to lure the people from Huaiyang over here and wipe them out. The Marquis of Huaiyang still doesn't understand Xiao Yucheng's style of work."
"Yes, but the Marquis of Huaiyang hasn't appointed an heir, and the sons of his concubines are fighting fiercely. He may be trying to take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate the Grand Marshal so he can take control of the capital, and thus resolve the dispute over the succession to Huaiyang. Your Majesty has been worried that the conflict between the two of them will endanger the current situation. I say that within a few days, they will attack each other."
"This is good. Let these people with evil intentions fight among themselves for a few rounds first!"
This is what they call "evil will be punished by evil". Pei Zhaoying's appetite improved as her mood improved. She ate shredded lettuce mixed with sesame oil, which was crisp and refreshing. She also had half a bowl of millet porridge for breakfast.
However, with the precedent set by sleeping in the same bed that night, after helping Pei Zhaoying to lie down at night, Xiao Bo consciously followed and slept next to her.
It seems to have become a routine.
Pei Zhaoying clutched a corner of the quilt stiffly, unable to sleep. After a long while, she tentatively spoke:
"East Wing, are there any inconveniences? We're all in the same courtyard, so we're all close together. If there's any shortage of bedding, you can arrange it yourself, or just tell me."
The person next to him paused, his calm tone tinged with a faint sense of resentment, as if he had been betrayed.
"You allowed me to stay here. I've learned some healing skills from Dr. Lu, so I can help if there's an accident at night. If you want to kick me out..."
Pei Zhaoying hurriedly defended herself: "I'm not chasing you away."
"Then go to sleep."
Xiao Bo stopped talking, breathing evenly and behaving properly. If Pei Zhaoying raised any objections again, it would seem like she was judging him by her own standards.
Although something is not right.
Sleeping in the same bed continued like this.
After Pei Zhaoying fell asleep peacefully, Xiao Bo quietly opened his eyes, adjusted to the darkness, and smiled as he looked at the fair face.
She is too kind and easy to coax.
Fortunately, I met him in this life.
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