The night was dark and a firefly landed on the green gauze window.
Xue Huan took a shower, put on a misty blue nightgown, and sat on the soft couch by the window to dry her hair. The coffee table in front of her was full of spare parts.
She took apart the music box.
All parts are handmade, with no traces of forging and no runes. Its driving force does come from the combination of mechanisms.
It's really amazing.
On one of the delicate small parts, three characters "Mo Shiqi" were engraved, as tiny as a mosquito. If she hadn't scanned it with her spiritual sense, she really wouldn't have been able to find it.
So, this music box was made by Mo Shiqi?
This "seventeen" should be his ranking among the descendants of the Mo family, right? From this perspective, the Mo family is indeed a large and prosperous family.
Xue Huan put all the parts back together, and the music box appeared complete again.
She pressed the button on the little figure playing the piano, and the music changed instantly.
A very familiar musical sound flowed out, and Xue Huan stood up suddenly!
This song——
It's clearly modern!
The music box could be considered a coincidence, but what about the music? What are the chances of the same music appearing in two completely different time and space?
Xue Huan's suspicions, which had been dispelled, rose again at this moment. She had to find an opportunity to meet Mo Shiqi in person.
"What are you thinking about, Huanhuan?" A broad and warm body pressed against her from behind, completely embracing her.
"Are you done?" Xue Huan turned her head and just brought her cheek to his mouth. He took the opportunity to kiss her, but he was not satisfied with such a superficial taste, so he found her lips and went deep into them.
The misty blue nightgown had a smooth texture like flowing water, like a second layer of skin on her body. It slipped down without her knowing when, revealing a breathtaking expanse of snow-white.
Xue Huan felt the chill and came back to her senses suddenly. She could hear Pei Ji's hot breath in her ears. His body was also very hot, as if it was going to melt her.
She held his head, not sure whether to let him continue or to stop him.
Pei Ji buried his head in her neck, taking a deep breath of the fragrance from her hair. The fragrance was slightly moist and cool, which eased the anger in his heart very well.
After a long time, his breathing calmed down and he turned her over, letting her lie on him, fitting perfectly with him.
His voice was a little hoarse when he spoke: "Well, I have already pulled out all the nails that Pei Heng had planted in the palace. As for those in the court, I didn't do much. Rather than making a big move and causing panic among the people, it is better to let them continue to stay in their original positions, and wait in fear when I will take action against them. That way, they won't dare to make any more tricks."
He did not hide the affairs of the court from Xue Huan. It can be said that everything about him was open to her. He wanted her to completely enter his life so that their relationship would become closer.
For some reason, he always had the illusion that she would leave him at any time, even though she was lying so docilely in his arms.
But he still felt it was not enough.
"You are so bad." Xue Huan propped herself up slightly and tapped his chin with her finger. There was a light blue stubble on his chin. It felt a little itchy when he kissed her just now.
Pei Ji pretended to bite her, "I can be even worse. Do you want to see it?"
Xue Huan wasn't afraid of him. She put her arms around his neck, deliberately gave him a watery, seductive look, and moved restlessly on him. "Alright, I want to see how much worse His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can get."
Pei Ji's breathing became disordered for a moment. He slapped her on the buttocks with a mixture of hatred and love, gritting his teeth and saying, "Hanhuan, wait until the day of our wedding, and see how I'll deal with you."
By then, it would be useless for her to beg for mercy.
"I'm so scared." Xue Huan said in a pretentious tone, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing. Pei Ji's heart was shaken by her laughter, and he held her even tighter.
After whispering for a while, Xue Huan got down to business. "I want to meet Mo Shiqi. Do you have any ideas?"
Pei Ji stroked her hair, "Lao Wu has some friendship with Mo Shiqi. I'll ask him to come over tomorrow and take you there."
Xue Huan heard his tone and asked, "Are you planning to give him a direct order?"
"Well, what else?"
She poked him in the face and said, "This isn't good. We're asking for help, not him begging us. I'll talk to him when the time comes."
Pei Ji: "As you wish."
That night, Pei Ji stayed as he wished, hugged his sweetheart's soft body, and slept exceptionally sweetly.
Pingquan Villa.
Pei Qian was soundly asleep when he was suddenly awakened by his personal attendant, Zhaocai, who shouted, "Your Highness, please wake up! The Crown Prince has sent someone to invite you."
Yesterday, after Pei Qian sent Pei Ji and Xue Huan away, he invited his group of friends back for another reunion.
The group of people played all night and went back to their rooms to sleep when it was almost dawn.
Under normal circumstances, Zhaocai would never dare to disturb Pei Qian. After all, he was very grumpy when he woke up, and the consequences of disturbing his sleep would be very serious. But now that people from the Prince's Mansion had come here, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout.
Pei Qian felt like he had just fallen asleep when he was woken up. You can imagine how bad his mood was. He sat up with a murderous look on his face, "Who did you say is here?"
Zhaocai replied tremblingly: "It's someone from the Prince's Mansion, please come over."
Normally the prince is very easy to serve, but you have to be extremely careful when he just wakes up.
Pei Qian pulled his hair irritably, "Third brother? Why did he ask me to come over?"
Having said that, I still had to get out of bed.
After washing and getting ready, he got on the carriage and grabbed a pillow to lean on. "Call me when we get there. I'll catch up on some sleep."
"Your Majesty, we're here, Your Majesty——"
Pei Qian woke up in a daze, wiped the corner of his mouth, and stepped out of the carriage.
He had just woken up and his body was still a little weak. When he got out of the car, his legs went weak and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Zhaocai was quick to catch him.
Pei Qian stood firm, straightened the collar of his clothes, took the fan stuck in his waist, opened it with a swish, and then stepped onto the stairs.
Su Lin, who had been waiting for a long time, personally led people to the open pavilion overlooking the lake.
From a distance, Pei Qian could smell a spicy and fresh aroma, which instantly stimulated his saliva and awakened his appetite.
He didn't feel hungry at first, but now his appetite was so great that he even quickened his pace.
"Butler Su, what's that smell? It smells strange."
Su Lin replied, "Your Highness, Young Master Zhao personally cooked hot pot and is preparing a banquet to entertain you."
Pei Qian was delighted when he heard this, "So you want to treat me to a meal."
The open pavilion was right in front of him, and the fragrance became stronger. Pei Qian took three or two steps inside and saw a square long table with a Tai Chi pot embedded in the middle. The soup in the pot was bubbling, and hot white steam was swirling above it.
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