Chapter 105 Out of Control
Jiang Fei's mind was racing. Maybe she should really consider the system's suggestion to pick her nose, but her nose was too clean now and she had no weapon.
"Oh," she said calmly, "then tell me."
"Talk about it here?" Pei Jing glanced at the dungeon.
It's dark and damp here, and there's this idiot Zhao Xingbang here to spoil the mood. It doesn't look like a place to talk about love, no, it's a place to talk about business.
Duan Jiu had been watching for a long time and replied at the right time, "I have asked someone to prepare some fruits and snacks in the Bingxiao Waterside Pavilion. Your Majesty and Miss can go there to talk."
Jiang Fei turned around and walked out. Watching the two of them leave one after another, Zhao Xingbang couldn't hold it anymore.
"Then, what about me?"
Pei Jing seemed to have just remembered this person. He turned around and glanced at Zhao Xingbang, then thought for a moment and said, "Change him into clean clothes and send him back."
Happiness came too suddenly, Zhao Xingbang even suspected it was his hallucination, until he was sent out of the palace, he felt a sense of reality.
I didn't expect that I would receive such treatment from King Zhaoning in my lifetime. I really made the right decision to work for Miss Jiang Er.
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Inside the Bingxiao Water Pavilion.
Jiang Fei sat opposite Pei Jing, eating fruits as if no one was around. After eating the watermelon seeds, she spat the peels on the ground. After eating the watermelon, she borrowed a knife from Duanjiu to cut the peel. Then she lay down next to King Wu, with her face covered with watermelon peels.
She remembered that Pei Jing was a bit of a germaphobe. The first time he pinched her chin, he wiped his hands with a handkerchief. It was always right for her to be a little sloppy.
Pei Jing looked at Jiang Fei in front of him, wanting to say something several times but finally stopped.
Duan Jiu had never seen the prince look so humiliated before. The only few times he had seen it were when it happened to Miss Jiang Er. Even he, who was watching from the side, was amused. If Miss Jiang Er could marry into the prince's mansion in the future, the family would surely be filled with joy.
Thinking of this, Duan Jiu's face froze. It seemed like he had also been brainwashed by the prince.
Isn't there Wei Sanlang? He simply couldn't imagine what the prince would do if Miss Jiang really married Wei Sanlang.
Jiang Fei waited for a long time but Pei Jing didn't speak. She peeled off the watermelon rind covering one of her eyes and said, "You want to say something, then go ahead."
It was hard to describe the mess of things stuck on her face. Pei Jing finally couldn't help but reach out and gently peel off the watermelon peel on her other eye.
"Are you testing my patience with you?"
Jiang Fei thought to herself that it would be better if she couldn't bear it. "Isn't the prince going to talk about serious matters?"
Pei Jing took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and threw it at her. Seeing that Jiang Fei didn't move at all, Pei Jing thought to himself, does she want him to do it herself?
He sighed helplessly, picked up the handkerchief resignedly, and reached out to remove the watermelon rind from Jiang Fei's face.
The moment her fingertips touched her cheek, Jiang Fei's breathing suddenly stopped.
That handsome face suddenly appeared in her eyes, so close that she could smell his fragrance.
Pei Jing's fingertips, with a slightly cool touch, gently brushed across her cheek, so close that she could see her long eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyes.
The air in the pavilion seemed to freeze at this moment.
Jiang Fei held her breath unconsciously, feeling her heartbeat so loud that it almost burst through her chest.
Pei Jing's movements suddenly stopped, and his gaze slowly moved from the watermelon rind on her face to her eyes.
The moment their eyes met, Jiang Fei saw a strange light flash in his bottomless eyes.
"Don't move." Pei Jing's voice deepened. "There's still one."
His fingers gently stroked the corner of her lips, and the touch that was just a moment away made Jiang Fei tremble all over.
She clearly saw Pei Jing's Adam's apple roll, and in those calm and composed eyes, there was a surge of emotions that were very unfamiliar to her, but she seemed to understand them all at once.
Duan Jiu turned his face away awkwardly, touched the pillar and pretended to study the carvings on the pillar of the water pavilion, but he couldn't help but secretly glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.
Pei Jing finally withdrew his hand, but still maintained the bent posture.
Their breathing intertwined, and Jiang Fei could feel his warm breath brushing against her cheek.
No way.
Why is the direction and speed of this matter getting a little out of control?
"System! System!" Jiang Fei screamed in her heart, "I can't take it anymore, come and help me!"
Instead of waiting for the system's response, Pei Jing's voice came to my ears. "Wei Ciying and I met when I was ten years old."
Pei Jing only felt that the skin under his fingertips was incredibly delicate.
The girl's cheeks, still slightly damp from the coolness of the watermelon, felt slightly warm beneath his fingertips. He could have moved away immediately, but for some unknown reason he slowed down his movements.
Jiang Fei's eyelashes were trembling slightly, like the wings of a frightened butterfly. His cunning and lively eyes were now wide open, reflecting his slightly panicked figure.
Too close.
Close enough to count the roots of her eyelashes, close enough to see the tiny lights in her pupils.
She still had the sweet scent of watermelon, mixed with a faint hint of jasmine, which reminded him of the early morning after the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Her throat suddenly tightened, and Pei Jing picked up the handkerchief to cover her face.
The brocade handkerchief blocked Jiang Fei's vision. She could not see anything in front of her eyes. There was only a hazy light, and then Pei Jing's voice continued.
"I was kidnapped by human traffickers and drifted south of the Yangtze River. I finally escaped but nearly starved to death on the roadside. It was she who saved me, fed me, and gave me a place to stay. She was very kind to me. That was the first time I... felt warmth."
Jiang Fei remembered what Princess Anping had told her about Pei Jing's life story: he had no father or mother, lost his father at a young age, and grew up in beatings and bullying.
Such people are most easily bought by a little warmth and most easily bewitched by a word of concern.
"She took you home?"
"No." Without that distracting gaze, Pei Jing spoke more smoothly. "She was a little beggar at the time. She couldn't even feed herself. She was chased and beaten for stealing steamed buns. She gave me half of the stolen buns."
Jiang Fei suddenly thought of a question that would spoil the mood, "Then why don't you go steal?"
"I'm sick," Pei Jing said. "Very sick. I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death on the street before I even steal anything."
Jiang Fei said "Oh", "Isn't she the daughter of Dingyuan Hou's family? How could she be a beggar?"
"She was also living on the streets."
Jiang Fei felt something was wrong, "Did she take you back to her grandparents' home?"
Pei Jing looked at the face covered by the brocade scarf, which moved slightly when she spoke, as if he couldn't hear her clearly. He couldn't help but lower his head and move closer.
"No, she took me back to a dilapidated temple, which was where we stayed for the next two months. We depended on each other for survival."
Jiang Fei thought to herself, no wonder Pei Jing always showed excessive attention to Wei Ciying, it turned out that there was such a connection.
But the weird feeling became even stronger. Since Wei Ciying's maternal grandfather was in Jiangnan, he could just go directly to his maternal grandfather's house. Why was he still wandering on the streets?
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Kiss? Kiss tomorrow.
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