Chapter 179 This Punishment is Not That Punishment
The maid brought a lacquer tray covered with brocade cloth to Jiang Fei's room. When Jiang Fei opened it, she found a torn-to-shreds script inside the tray.
Jiang Fei looked at the pieces of paper that had shattered into snowflakes in the lacquer tray, her hands shaking with heartache: "This is a limited edition, and I haven't even finished reading it yet."
The system said, "Is this the point? Isn't the point that your prince was so angry that he tore the book with his bare hands?"
"Then he has obviously read it, otherwise why would he be so angry." Jiang Fei tapped her chin, thinking about how wonderful Pei Jing's expression must be when he saw the plot in the book, and she started to laugh just thinking about it.
"You dare to laugh."
"Why not?" Jiang Fei said confidently, "I just read the literature. This is a respect for different types of literature. He can restrict me as a person, but he can't restrict my heart!"
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The servants in the prince's courtyard all noticed that the prince was in a bad mood today. Everyone in the courtyard was cautious and was looking forward to some news from Miss Jiang's courtyard.
Every time the prince heard news from Miss Jiang Er's courtyard, although he looked unhappy on the surface, he walked faster than anyone else.
The maids kept waiting, but the maid from the young lady's courtyard didn't come. Instead, they waited until Guard Duan walked past everyone and into the room with a serious look on his face.
Duan Jiu walked quickly to the door of the study, took a deep breath, and then raised his hand to knock on the door: "Your Highness, I have something important to report."
Pei Jing's cold voice came from the room: "Come in."
Duan Jiu walked into the room and reported, "The Third Young Master Wei has arrived with Miss Wei. They are waiting in the front hall."
Pei Jing's hand holding the pen didn't react at all, as if he was not surprised at all. He wrote the last few words steadily and then put down the pen.
"Let them wait."
Wei Mingzhen and Wei Ciying were left out for half an hour before Pei Jing finally arrived. He didn't even glance at them as he passed by them, but went straight to the seat of honor.
Wei Mingzhen came today to ask for someone, and he said straight to the point: "It has been several days since the prince abducted the bride. Please hand her over."
Pei Jing slowly picked up the teacup without even raising his eyelids. "What is your identity today in asking me to hand over someone?"
He took a sip of tea, a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Jiang Rufei's brother-in-law?"
He emphasized the word "brother-in-law" so much that it was like an ice-hardened knife stabbing into Wei Mingzhen's heart.
Wei Mingzhen's expression suddenly changed. "Then what is the prince's identity to snatch the bride?"
"What qualifications do you have to question me here?" Pei Jing lazily leaned back in his chair. "I can rob a bride if I want. Do I need an identity to rob a bride?"
"you--"
Wei Ciying tugged at Wei Mingzhen's sleeve to remind him. Wei Mingzhen took a deep breath and said, "Although my engagement with Second Miss Jiang has been annulled, I am only here to pick her up at the request of the Jiang family."
Pei Jing stroked the edge of the teacup. "When did it become your Wei family's turn to interfere in the Jiang family's affairs? If the Jiang family wants someone, let them come themselves. Also."
He raised his eyelids, placed the teacup heavily on the table, and all the hostility in his body dissipated with a "bang".
"You didn't look for anyone on the day you kidnapped the bride, and now after all these days, you come to me and pretend to be affectionate!"
Wei Mingzhen was speechless after hearing this.
That day, he lifted the veil and found that the person had changed. He wanted to go look for her, but was stopped by the servants and his mother. He could obviously force his way out, but he hesitated because of the words "The reputation of the Marquis' Mansion cannot be lost", and finally compromised.
Now that Pei Jing had exposed his true intentions in person, Wei Mingzhen's face turned pale and his fingers were clenched until they turned white.
"But Your Highness should at least give Ciying an explanation." Wei Mingzhen changed the subject, "Since Your Highness and Ciying have been married by the Emperor, you should give her an explanation."
Upon hearing this, Pei Jing suddenly chuckled and turned his playful gaze towards Wei Ciying, "You don't think that granting marriage means that I can only marry you, do you?"
Wei Ciying's face turned pale, she bit her lower lip and didn't say a word. She looked pitiful, but her heart was in turmoil.
Could it be that Pei Jing discovered that she wasn't the Caoya who saved him back then? Otherwise, why would he treat her like this?
Pei Jing knocked his knees slowly, "To put it another way, if there is a marriage granted, there is also the possibility of breaking it off."
He turned his gaze to Wei Mingzhen, "Didn't you almost break off the engagement back then?"
Wei Mingzhen was stabbed to a bloody pulp by this sentence.
If he had not been so indecisive at the beginning, the wedding would not have been delayed for so long. If they had gotten married earlier, Jiang Rufei would have been his wife by now. One wrong step would have led to many wrong steps.
Wei Mingzhen clenched his fingers until his knuckles turned white, and lowered his voice, "I want to see her, at least to make sure she's safe."
Pei Jing's expression was indifferent. "She is here with me, so she is safe. You want to see her, but it's impossible."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a maid peeking out of the door. It was the maid in Jiang Fei's courtyard. After following that girl for some time, she had become unruly and dared to peek in even when there were guests.
Pei Jing frowned, "What are you doing sneaking around the door? Come in!"
The maid walked in tremblingly and bowed: "Your Highness, the young lady asked me to bring you a message."
Pei Jing's expression softened slightly. "Speak."
The maid said cautiously, "The young lady asked the prince if he could start the torture earlier today. She didn't sleep well last night and wants to rest early after the torture."
The faces of several people in the room changed at the same time, but their expressions were different.
Wei Mingzhen stood up suddenly, his eyes almost bursting with anger. "You said she was fine, but you actually tortured a weak woman like her?"
How could they know that this punishment was different from that one?
Pei Jing's face flashed with a moment of unnaturalness. How could he tell others about such a thing? "What does it have to do with you?"
Wei Ciying's eyes flashed with a hint of secret joy, but she pretended to be panicked: "Brother, don't worry, the prince will definitely know his limits..."
Since Pei Jing tortured Jiang Rufei, it seemed that he didn't want to steal her away because he liked her. Wei Ciying felt a little relieved.
Wei Mingzhen was furious.
They use torture, and they use it every day. I couldn’t even sleep well after the torture yesterday. You can see how severe this punishment is!
The more Wei Mingzhen thought about it, the more frightened he became. The image of Jiang Rufei's weak and pale appearance after being tortured appeared in his mind, and his heart was suddenly torn.
"Today, I, Wei Mingzhen, will take her away even if it costs me my life!"
"How dare you!" Pei Jing slammed the table. "Do you think this is a place where you can do whatever you want? Someone, get him out of here!"
A dozen guards immediately rushed into the hall.
"Mr. Wei San, Miss Wei, please come in."
Wei Mingzhen looked at Pei Jing coldly. Just as he was about to speak, Wei Ciying tugged at the corner of his clothes.
Wei Ciying lowered her voice and said, "Third brother, we don't have enough manpower. If we start fighting, there will only be one result. Besides, the interests involved are involved. Third brother should understand."
She knew that Wei Mingzhen was smart and could figure things out. As a minister, if he attacked the prince, it would be an act of insubordination, and any reason he had would become unreasonable.
After the guards took the person out, Pei Jing rubbed his brows and asked, "What is she doing now?"
The maidservant said truthfully, "Young lady is preparing to play pitch pot."
Jump into the lake?
Pei Jing suddenly stood up and walked towards Jiang Fei's yard. As a result, he heard a burst of crisp laughter coming from Jiang Fei's yard from afar.
When I went in, I saw the girl holding an arrow and squinting one eye, preparing to play the game of tossing a pot.
As soon as the tension in my heart eased, the anger started to rise.
He strode forward, grabbed Jiang Fei's wrist without saying a word and led her into the room. He snatched the arrow from Jiang Fei's hand and threw it behind him. The arrow fell into the pot with a "ding" sound.
Before Jiang Fei could even admire him, she was dragged into the room by Pei Jing.
The door slammed shut, and before Jiang Fei could react, she was pushed against the door panel.
Pei Jing said coldly, "Torture, huh?"
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