Chapter 183 Crying
Pei Jing frowned, and an idea began to emerge in his mind.
"Where did she get it from?"
"Jiangnan."
Pei Jing's mind buzzed with excitement, and countless tiny dots connected at this moment.
When he discovered the birthmark on "Wei Ciying", it was the day when Jiang Fei was in Jinglian Temple.
Pei Jing's hands trembled slightly, and his voice trembled a little, "Why did she sell herself?"
"Speaking of which, I originally thought she couldn't make it anymore and wanted to sell herself to a wealthy family to enjoy a comfortable life." The old woman couldn't help but sigh when she thought of this. "Such a little girl, and yet she bargained with me, saying she had no money to see a doctor and wanted to sell herself to save someone."
Pei Jing's breathing suddenly stopped, and memories of that year flashed through his mind.
"Who...is she going to save?" His voice was hoarse.
The old woman tried to recall, "It seemed he was a little beggar. I heard he was dying. I was afraid the girl would take the silver and run away, so I followed him. She found a doctor and asked him to save someone in the dilapidated temple. She gave away all the silver she had, not keeping a single cent. I don't know if the little beggar made it out alive."
Pei Jing felt as if someone was gripping his chest tightly, causing him excruciating pain.
The person he had been looking for for ten years and the truth he had been waiting for for ten years were finally presented to him in this way.
"You..." He just opened his mouth but couldn't utter another word.
Duan Jiu saw this and took the old woman and the Taoist priest out. He came back and reported to Pei Jing, "Your Majesty, the old Taoist priest has revealed some new information. Miss Jiang Er lost her memories due to an accident not long after arriving at the Jiang Mansion."
"check."
"Yes." Duan Jiu noticed that the prince looked uneasy and asked cautiously, "Then... do we need to gather more people back to the capital?"
Pei Jing didn't answer for a long time, then slowly stood up and walked out.
How could he have the nerve to do that? She risked her life to save him, but he ruined her marriage.
Along the way, he even thought that maybe she had already returned, but when he arrived at her yard, it was quiet. A few lanterns were lit in the corridor, and the door of the house was open, but there was no light at all.
He walked over to the recliner where she had sat yesterday and sat down, hunching his back and lowering his head.
"Everyone go down, she won't come back."
The maids were already trembling with fear, and left the yard one after another upon hearing this.
The little girl grew up, but she no longer remembered him. She had another person in her heart and always wanted to escape from him.
"It's time to let go, as a way of repaying her kindness back then." Pei Jing's shoulders trembled slightly in the moonlight, and his breathing became heavier.
Suddenly he raised his foot and with a loud "bang", he kicked over the stone table in the yard.
If she doesn't come back, what's the point of keeping all these things in the yard? It will only leave you with sadness.
"Turn off all the lights and bring some jars of wine," he ordered in a hoarse voice, walking into the room without looking back.
Duan Jiu didn't dare to say much. It was okay to get drunk. He would just take a nap and wouldn't go crazy.
He quickly ordered someone to bring a few jars of liquor, and soon the sound of cups breaking could be heard from inside.
Pei Jing lay on the couch where she had slept, and the last words of Qinglian Jushi kept flashing in his mind.
Unfortunate fate...
Just like Princess Ping and Emperor Zhaowen, they forced someone to stay but couldn't win her heart. For many years to come, all they got was hidden hatred.
Fortunately, she ran away, otherwise he might have followed the same path as Emperor Zhaowen.
Pei Jing closed his eyes, feeling as if his heart had been torn out with Jiang Fei's departure.
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Jiang Fei's carriage broke down on the road and took a long time to repair. She urged the coachman to go faster all the way. It would be great if she could ride a horse. She could go at least half as fast as she could on foot. It seems that learning to ride a horse should be put on the agenda.
When I entered the house, I asked the doorman, and he said that the prince also came back after dark.
Jiang Fei returned to her yard. For some reason, the yard was pitch black and even the lanterns under the corridor were not lit. When she walked into the yard, she was tripped by something and almost fell.
"Where have all the people gone?"
A maid holding a lantern came in from the courtyard gate, "Miss, you are back."
Jiang Fei said "hmm", "Prepare some water, I want to take a bath."
The maid retreated silently, fearing to wake up the people in the main room.
Jiang Fei had been running around all day and almost fell asleep in the bathtub. After coming out, she told the maid, "Send someone to tell your prince that I'm back. If he's asleep, forget it. We can talk tomorrow."
The maid breathed a sigh of relief, thank God, the prince was indeed asleep.
Jiang Fei returned to the bedroom. A dim candle was lit in the outer room of the main house, but not in the inner room. Although the door was open, there was still a smell of alcohol in the room that came from nowhere. Could it be that Jiutao was having a good time behind her back?
Jiang Fei was so sleepy that she blew out the candle, walked into the room, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.
Then she froze. The quilt was warm, and there was something burning hot next to her.
Just as I was about to scream, I smelled a familiar scent of cold pine from the alcohol.
Haha, this man is finally going to make a move on her, and he's even drinking to give himself courage.
Jiang Fei was both nervous and excited. Fortunately, she had taken a bath after returning home, and her whole body was fragrant, which must have charmed Pei Jing to death.
Jiang Fei nervously pinched the quilt. After a while, there was still no movement from the person next to her, which made her realize something was wrong. She stood up and lit the candle beside the bed.
The sudden light made Pei Jing open his eyes slightly.
The familiar face was swaying in front of my eyes, with a look of doubt. It would be nice to see it even in a dream, but I was afraid that she didn't even want to enter my dream.
Only then did Jiang Fei see that he was drunk. Pei Jing's clothes were disheveled, his hair was messy, and his eyes were bloodshot, making him look like an abandoned puppy.
Looking at the wine jars scattered around the room, he probably guessed that this person had imagined that she had escaped to see Wei Mingzhen.
I can’t describe the feeling in my heart. I am speechless and helpless, sour and heartbroken.
Jiang Fei sighed, stood up and prepared to ask the maid to prepare a bowl of sobering soup for him to drink, but as soon as he moved, he was firmly held by a pair of strong arms and pulled into his arms.
The smell of alcohol hit her face, and Pei Jing's hoarse voice rang in her ears: "You still remember to come back?"
There was a hint of pity in that fierce tone.
"Didn't I tell you I'd be back? You just didn't believe me." Jiang Fei pulled the quilt over them. "I was just delayed on the way, and you didn't even say you'd come pick me up. What's the point of drinking here alone? Every time you say something harsh, you hide away and sulk. If your enemies knew, they'd laugh to death."
Jiang Fei complained a lot, but Pei Jing didn't respond. Instead, his breathing next to her ear became steady.
It turned out that this person took her words as a lullaby.
Jiang Fei reached out and patted his head, "Go to sleep, I won't leave."
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