Chapter 130 I Love You But You Don’t Know

Nian Xi rejected Pei Jian's kindness and said, "I still have some things to do. I will go back later. The carriage is parked on the side of the road."

Pei Jian didn't say anything more, nor did he wait by the side as he usually did.

Nianxi wouldn't like him doing this.

She knows her limits and will go back after finishing her work.

So he left two attendants behind and returned to the capital first.

In fact, there were only some finishing touches left to do here. After the porridge stall was cleaned up, Nian Xi and Lu Huai also got on the carriage and returned to the city.

After they both warmed up, Nian Xi looked at Lu Huai and said, "Remember to drink a bowl of ginger soup when you get back. It's freezing cold out here, be careful not to catch a cold."

Lu Huai originally came to complain to Nian Xi today.

But looking at the disaster victims who were devastated by the heavy snow, I felt that my own suffering was nothing.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Nian Xi handed the heater to him and said, "What's wrong? Is it too cold? I told you to get back on the carriage, but you didn't listen."

Lu Huai doesn't need a heater.

Nian Xi's own hands felt like ice, but he was not cold.

Leaning against the car wall, Lu Xiaoqi imitated Lu Wensheng's usual behavior, rubbing his brows with his short hands and sighing, "Nianxi, I may have a stepmother."

Nian Xi laughed.

This was probably the biggest worry in Lu Huai's life.

"It's a good thing your father won't be alone all his life."

Lu Huai's eyes were dull, and he said in frustration, "You don't understand, this woman is not ordinary, she is a female demon! She is not even afraid of my Xiaoqing!"

Xiaoqing is a snake raised by Lu Huai.

He buried his head in his knees and acted miserable, "Nianxi, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again in the future."

Nian Xi laughed, "If someone doesn't know what you said, they would think you were going to get married."

"You are just a little kid, how can you have so many thoughts?"

Lu Huai raised his head irritably, "The point is that the female demon is very fierce!"

"Xiao Qi!"

Nian Xi's smile faded, "How can you say that about a woman?"

Given the status of the Duke of Fuguo's mansion, the woman he marries must be a lady from a prominent family. Even if she is an ordinary woman, she should not be addressed in such a vulgar way.

Lu Huai glanced at her and said, "I know, I just want to say this in front of you. She is the daughter of some kind of Daxingtai, and her family background is very high. Even my aunt forbids me from messing around.

She will definitely control me very strictly in the future, and maybe even dislike me for taking the position of the eldest son, and ask a maid to push me into the water and drown me."

"If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. My father will have other children in the future and may not care about me anymore."

The more he spoke, the more depressed he became. After all, he was just a child, and no matter how worried he was, he was just afraid that his father no longer loved him.

Nian Xi couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. She patted Lu Huai's shoulder and said gently, "You have the Madam Dowager and the Empress in the palace to protect you. Who dares to bully you? Don't let your imagination scare you anymore."

Lu Huai had heard such profound truths since he was a child, but he was not moved at all.

Nian Xi had to change her perspective, "We are distributing porridge today. Have you seen those poorly dressed children? Can you pity them?"

Lu Huai finally raised his head and said righteously, "Don't use those people to persuade me. I was not born into such a family. People's worries are different."

"You're right. Even luxury has its own troubles. How old are you?"

Lu Huai was suspicious, "I will be six years old after the new year."

"At the age of six, you are already a young man. You were born into a noble position. Those children cannot compare to you, but you have greater responsibilities than them."

Nian Xi did not treat him as a child, but looked into his eyes and told him softly, "You study and learn to write, and you will be an official in the future. Your responsibility is to make sure there are fewer and fewer poor children like that."

"You are already a man of great achievements, but you are still jealous of your stepmother and future brothers and sisters. Aren't you ashamed?"

Lu Huai was almost stunned by what he heard.

He knew that he would become a high-ranking official in the future, as powerful and respected as his father, but he had no idea what he was going to do.

Now Nianxi told him that what he would do in the future was to make sure that those shivering, pale-faced, skinny children with frostbite-covered hands would no longer be hungry and cold, but would be well fed and warmly clothed...

Something like belief suddenly grew in the little Lu Huai's heart, and he pursued it all his life.

But at this moment, he was still a little embarrassed, but his eyes were shining, "Can I really do it?"

Nian Xi immediately responded with praise and a smile, "I have never met a man smarter than you."

"He must be a role model for his younger brothers and sisters!"

Lu Huai was completely delighted by the praise.

Actually, he is older now and knows that his father cannot stay single forever, but he is still afraid in his heart.

But Nianxi told him that when he grows up, he will protect and take care of many people. He is a little boy now and will grow into a man in the future. He is not afraid of any she-devil!

Lu Huai vowed, "When you have children, I will be a role model for your children!"

Nian Xi's smile paused for a moment when she heard this, but soon returned to normal. She lowered her head and poured herself a cup of tea, as if she had forgotten to answer Lu Huai's question.

…

The tile market at night is as bright as day, with railings connected to each other, lanterns hung on them, colorful lanterns and flower arrays, fragrant mountains and seas of medicine, and singing halls, all of which are so numerous that one would not want to be intoxicated.

It was almost midnight, but the lights were still bright.

Here there are only sounds of boundless joy, and no sounds of miserable and painful wails.

The green curtains were rolled up high, and the embroidery screens were lowered. Pei Jian closed his eyes slightly, holding a mutton-fat jade cup, and was talking casually with his colleagues beside him.

Square lamps were lit in the four corners of the room, illuminating his slightly tired brows and eyes. Different from the cold and gloomy look in the daytime, the red gauze curtains made his brows look even more delicate and exquisite.

The host today is Anjing Hou Han Lin.

Pei Jian is now in charge of the Lianghuai Salt Corruption Case. There are countless people involved in this, and there is so much money and gold involved, and they want to entertain Pei Jian and open up channels for him.

Prince Jing Xiao Xun also sent invitations to Pei Jian many times, but was rejected by Pei Jian every time.

Since he was willing to keep the appointment today, Han Lin was naturally very concerned.

There are some things that can only be said when we are drunk and excited.

Then he pointed to a fashionable musician in the arena and said attentively, "Master Pei is busy with official duties all day and rarely has free time. Why don't you ask this head of the group to relax for you?"

Han Lin waved to the beauty behind the curtain, "Qingrong, pour wine for Lord Pei."

Qin Lang also sat beside him today.

In the case of the salt permit, officials from the Ministry of Revenue were more involved. Several of Qin Lang's superiors were removed from their posts by Pei Jian, which paved the way for him.

At this time, seeing the musician coming over, her eyes were as white as autumn water, her brows were as dark as spring mountains, and she had the demeanor of a lady from a noble family as she walked and stopped. In her heart, she could not help but secretly admire Han Lin's talent.

Pei Jian has always been chaste, and Qin Lang also knows that his sister has feelings, but in this day and age, where can you find a man who can remain chaste?

"Master Pei."

Qing Rong poured a glass of wine and raised it to Pei Jian with both hands.

Qing Rong had met Pei Jian once a few months ago. At that time, he was not as impressive as he is now. She only knew that he was a young and promising man with a cold look in his eyes, and he refused to allow actors and dancers to get close to him.

Although he was surrounded by debauchery, his features were sluggish. His peach blossom eyes were dull yet sentimental.

Just one glance and she would never forget it.

At that time she really wanted to try whether she could drink with him.

In the song "Song of the Yue People" just now, Qing Rong had already sung her love to him. Her subtle love and admiration were all contained in the line "I love you, but you don't know it".

Looking at the past with a pair of faintly affectionate eyes, she did not believe that her charm could not impress that person.

Pei Jian opened his slightly closed eyes, lowered his deep pupils, and looked at the submissive woman in front of him.

Qing Rong couldn't help but hold the wine cup forward again, "Please have the honor, sir."

She has always been popular and men are attracted to her. When she saw Pei Jian looking at her, she was secretly happy and thought he would accept her, but she was rejected instead.

He wouldn't even say a word to himself.

There was endless sorrow in Qing Rong's eyes. She felt a pain in her heart, not knowing whether she was being insulted or something else. Instead, she felt a sense of courage and said, "Please have mercy on me, my dear."