Chapter 115 She must care!
Pei Jing walked over and opened the door, but the yard was empty.
"Someone come."
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Jiu flashed in from the gate of the courtyard, looked the prince up and down, and saw that his face was slightly red and his clothes were a little messy.
Seeing that look, Pei Jing unconsciously straightened his clothes, which made his attempt to hide something even more obvious.
Pei Jing cleared his throat and said, "Get some water."
Duan Jiu's eyes lit up. "Aren't you going to the bathroom? It's spacious there. I've already ordered someone..."
Before he could finish his words, Pei Jing asked doubtfully, "Is it necessary to go to the bathroom? Just get some water."
All right. Duan Jiu nodded, seemingly unwilling to move. "I have a secret report here. Your Highness, would you like to read it now or later?"
"Give it to me."
Duan Jiu presented the secret report and went out to give orders.
A moment later, Pei Jing was still standing in the corridor reading the secret report when he heard a sound coming from the gate of the courtyard. When he looked up, he was stunned.
A huge barrel was carried into the yard.
Pei Jing stared at the large bathtub that could hold three or four people, his brow furrowed so tightly that it could kill a fly. "Duan Jiu!"
"Why."
"You're using such a big tub to keep fish for her?"
Duan Jiu said: "It's too small to fit in."
He thought that there were only two of them after all, and the bucket was too small to move around. As a guard, he was really worried sick.
Pei Jing was speechless. "Her feet are so small. Does she need such a big tub to wash her feet?"
"Ah? Just washing feet?" Duan Jiu was dumbfounded.
Pei Jing looked at him like a fool. "I don't know where she threw her shoes. She ran barefoot with mud all over her feet. It's really... This is the first time I've seen her like this."
Duan Jiu then realized that he had misunderstood and smiled awkwardly, "Well, then I'll go change the foot basin right away."
"And more." Pei Jing rubbed his brows, "Send someone to Jinglian Temple to find Jiutao and get a pair of her shoes."
Duan Jiu was as if he had been pardoned, and he quickly ordered someone to do it. When he returned to the eaves, Pei Jing had already finished reading the secret report and handed it to Duan Jiu.
After reading it, Duan Jiu took out a tinder, lit it, and watched the secret report burn to ashes.
He tilted his head to glance into the room, but before he could see anything, Pei Jing blocked his view.
"What are you looking at?" Pei Jing asked coldly.
Duan Jiu was afraid that he had misunderstood something when he heard the tone, so he quickly explained: "I definitely don't want to see Miss Jiang wash her feet, but there are some things that are difficult to say here."
Pei Jing walked to the corridor and said, "Go ahead."
Duan Jiu said, "King Jing sent people to investigate Jiangnan, but they probably found nothing. Those people are back again."
Pei Jing snorted coldly, "How can my weakness be so easily exploited?"
After he finished speaking, he looked towards the door, frowned slightly, and said, "After returning to the capital, you will deliver gifts to the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion on my behalf every three days. You can decide on the gift list yourself."
"I understand," Duan Jiu said. "This move will not only convince Wei Ciying that she has deceived the prince, but will also divert attention and protect Miss Jiang Er."
Pei Jing suddenly turned around and asked, "Who said I was trying to protect her?"
Duan Jiu was choked by this sudden question and was speechless for a moment.
He stole a glance at his prince's tense profile and saw that Pei Jing's ears were slightly red, but his eyes unconsciously drifted towards the room.
"I've spoken out of turn." Duan Jiu lowered his head to hide his smile. "Your Highness must have a deeper purpose for this action, and it's definitely not for Second Miss Jiang. But what if Second Miss Jiang misunderstands that Your Highness is interested in Miss Wei?"
His question hit the nail on the head. Pei Jing had obviously not thought of this just now. This question stumped him and he frowned and looked towards the door.
Seeing the prince in such a dilemma, Duan Jiu couldn't help but comfort him, "Don't worry, your Highness. Maybe Miss Jiang Er won't mind either."
"She must care!"
Pei Jing said bitterly, angry at the memory of the time when they were alone in a room. "Don't be fooled by her. When no one is around, she is simply... simply..."
Duan Jiu's curiosity was stirred again, "But what did Miss Jiang Er do to anger the prince?"
"She threw herself at me, straight into my arms! And, and..." Pei Jing gritted his teeth as he spoke, "She even touched me. It was even more excessive than the last time she touched my chest!"
Duan Jiu was shocked, "Where did Second Miss Jiang touch the prince?"
"Last time she touched the top, this time she touched the bottom! She's so bold!"
The words were almost squeezed out from between Pei Jing's teeth and squeezed into Duan Jiu's ears. It was like being struck by lightning and almost blew away his mind.
Even if words can easily lead to misunderstanding, the body is always honest. She threw herself into the prince's arms, touched him, and even... touched there.
Why does the rhythm seem a bit off? It was obviously Miss Jiang who was snatched back, but it seems like the prince was taken advantage of.
Duan Jiu swallowed and asked cautiously, "Then... Your Majesty... you didn't resist?"
Pei Jing's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, "My king... My king is..."
He swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.
Pei Jing's teeth were almost broken. God knew how hard it was for him to endure it. She was so bold that she wasn't afraid that he would not be able to help but give her to...
"Anyway!" Pei Jing slammed the railing, "Don't let this matter be spread!"
Duan Jiu nodded repeatedly and had to suppress the urge to share this shocking gossip with Wen Zhu.
Duan Jiu praised: "Even when Miss Jiang is in this state, Your Majesty can still remain calm. His composure is truly remarkable."
Suddenly, there was a "splash" sound of water in the house, followed by Jiang Fei's exclamation.
Pei Jing's expression changed, and he almost instantly flashed to the door. He stopped in his tracks when he saw it, "What on earth are you doing?"
The room was full of water. Jiang Fei had a look on her face as if she had done something wrong. "I stepped on the basin and it was not intentional."
Duan Jiu didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to go over to see. He only saw the prince walk in and then heard the prince's intermittent voice.
"Lift your feet... sit still... why are you moving around?... Jiang Rufei, are you looking for a fight?"
After a while, Pei Jing came out with a gloomy face and told the maid to go in and clean up.
Wen Zhu just happened to arrive, hurried over carrying a pair of embroidered shoes.
When the brother and sister met and looked at each other, there was nothing they could say in their eyes.
"Why are you here?" Duan Jiu walked forward.
Wen Zhu said, "I'm fast, so of course I'm the one coming."
What a joke! Duan Jiu just sent a guard. How slow could he be?
"Speak human language!"
"Oh." Wen Zhu came over, "I'm here to watch the fun."
Duan Jiu glanced at her, asked the maid to bring the shoes in and out, and then was pulled aside by Wen Zhu.
"Why are you sending shoes instead of clothes?" Wen Zhu asked curiously.
Duan Jiu crossed his arms and said, "It's just that the prince has too much self-control."
Wen Zhu stroked his chin and thought, "Strange, really strange."
Duan Jiu suppressed the desire to share this gossip with Wen Zhu. If he didn't share it with others, it would become a secret. What's the point then?
"By the way." Duan Jiu turned his head. "You've been with Miss Jiang Er for a few days now. Nothing special has happened, right?"
"No." Wen Zhu said immediately, then thought, "Hiss, does giving a fan to Wei Sanlang count?"
Duan Jiu took a deep breath. Isn't this special? This is too special.
Someone who had been eagerly waiting for a fan had not yet gotten it, but someone else had already used it.
"Don't mention this to the prince." Duan Jiu lowered his voice. "It's very difficult for me to do my job with the prince now."
"Duanjiu."
Pei Jing's voice suddenly came from inside the room. Duan Jiu hurriedly tidied up his appearance and entered the room. The maid had already packed up and left.
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