Chapter 187 The Right Hand is Disabled
The mountain path is winding, and a jujube wood carriage is moving slowly.
Jiang Fei closed her eyes and swayed slightly with the rhythm of the carriage.
The system asked: "Did anything happen to you last night?"
"You don't know?" Jiang Fei asked in confusion.
Mentioning this system makes me furious: "My privileges have been reduced again. The main system has been mosaiced, and they even pasted a blue cat's butt on my screen, saying it's a pay-to-view system!"
"And the sound?"
"The sound is charged separately."
Jiang Fei almost laughed out loud. This damn main system finally did something humane.
But when she thought about what happened last night, she couldn't laugh at all.
No wonder Pei Jing suddenly wanted to send her back. He already knew that she was Cao Ya. I wonder if he knew that it was she who abandoned her and ran away. If he knew, he wouldn't really kill her, right?
"Did it happen or not?" the system asked again.
Jiang Fei said lazily: "It's none of your business."
"Then, can you at least reveal something else without going into details?" the system said, "For example, give me a hint about whether you'll be sexually happy in the future?"
Jiang Fei recalled that she had not expected Pei Jing to be so well-funded.
Jiutao handed over a cup of tea and said, "It will take a while to get to the mansion. Miss, please have some tea first."
Jiang Fei reached out to take it, drank it and put the cup back on the table.
Wen Zhu stared at Jiang Fei's hand, which hadn't moved from beginning to end, and asked in confusion, "Miss, what happened to your right hand?"
"It's useless." Jiang Fei said expressionlessly.
It would have been fine if he hadn't asked, but as soon as he asked, Jiang Fei became furious.
How should I put it? If what happened and what didn't happen were a zero and one relationship, then last night she and Pei Jing were zero and a half. They had done everything they needed to do, but they hadn't reached that final step.
He felt refreshed, but her right hand was almost broken!
I don't know if that bastard was shy or scared, but he sneaked away before dawn.
She was so angry that she packed up and left early in the morning. If he didn't show some attitude, he would think he could easily control her.
…
As the sun was setting, Duan Jiu walked in from outside.
"Is everything done?" Pei Jing asked.
"Yes, we have sent Miss Jiang back safely," Duan Jiu said. "A nun from Jinglian Temple took over halfway and escorted the young lady all the way back to the Jiang Mansion. I sent someone to follow her from a distance."
Pei Jing nodded, "Did the Jiang family say anything?"
Duan Jiu said, "The nun followed the prince's instructions and said that Lay Buddhist Qinglian, seeing Miss Jiang's sincere filial piety and her constant concern for Grandmother's well-being, had specially kept her in the nunnery to meditate in peace, burning incense and copying sutras daily. Now that her merits have been fulfilled, she has been sent back safely."
"On my way back, I took a walk around the downtown area. Later, there were quite a few people at the gate of Jiang Mansion. This way, the previous rumors were self-defeating. It was quite polite of Yao to come to the gate to greet me personally."
"Of course she has to be polite," Pei Jing said, playing with the folding fan in his hand. "If she doesn't know what politeness is, I will personally come to her house and teach her what true politeness is."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I've already given you instructions."
After Duan Jiu finished speaking, he looked at the prince's expression, which seemed to be relieved, but also sad.
Pei Jing's fingers unconsciously stroked his folding fan. "If it weren't for her reputation, I wouldn't be willing to let her go back. The Jiang family isn't her family. If you plant a few more people in there, if anyone in the Jiang family dares to rebel, don't blame me for being merciless."
Duan Jiu retreated immediately, and only Pei Jing was left in the room.
As the surroundings became quiet, bits and pieces of last night's memories began to converge into a stream, flowing continuously into Pei Jing's mind.
It turns out that the more he loves her, the more reluctant he is to let her go. If he hadn't retained his pity for her, he might have really lost his mind last night.
Until now, he still clearly remembers the deadly touch of that hand. He thought it would be cured in one go, but the drug was so strong that the fire got worse and worse after one go, almost burning away his sanity. In the end, he almost coaxed and deceived her into helping him.
But she left without even saying hello to him this morning. Was she dissatisfied with him? Or did she think he was no good?
Pei Jing closed his eyes and slowed his breathing.
Fortunately, the person has been sent back. That girl has too many tricks up her sleeve. If she comes twice more, I'm afraid he will be tortured to death by her.
He wants to marry her in a formal way, so he can't neglect her.
Thinking of this, Pei Jing stood up and walked out of the room, "Prepare the carriage, I want to go to the palace."
…
Emperor Zhaowen had not seen Pei Jing for some time.
A few days ago, Marquis Dingyuan and Wei Mingzhen asked for an audience one after another because of the matter of the daughter of the Jiang family, which made Emperor Zhaowen very annoyed. Fortunately, the Censorate did not dare to impeach them without any evidence, so the situation was quiet for some time.
Pei Jing paid his respects so respectfully that it was rare for him to do so. Emperor Zhaowen's expression eased slightly, but he was still feeling uneasy. "Why are you coming to the palace so late at night? Is there something going on?"
"I want to cancel the engagement."
"Ridiculous!" Emperor Zhaowen slammed his teacup down. "I finally managed to appease the Dingyuan Marquisate, and now you're breaking off the engagement. This is simply a slap in the face of the Dingyuan Marquisate!"
Pei Jing rarely lost his temper this time, nor did he argue. He simply said, "I will not marry anyone other than Jiang Rufei."
Emperor Zhaowen was so angry that his chest ached. "You, a dignified prince, actually disregarded the overall situation for a woman."
"The overall situation is something that those in power need to worry about." Pei Jing replied calmly, "I am just an idle prince. I only need to focus on my own little piece of land."
"You—" Emperor Zhaowen was furious. "I proposed the marriage earlier, and it took so long for the imperial decree to be issued, and you kept silent. Now the imperial decree has been announced to the world, and everyone in the court knows about it. Now you come and cancel the engagement. Where do you think you can save my face?"
Pei Jing knew in his heart that he had hesitated to refuse the marriage before it was granted for many reasons. First, he wanted to create a rift between Marquis Dingyuan and the eldest prince Pei Yi. Second, he wanted to use this opportunity to lower Wei Ciying's defenses and find a way to get Cao Ya's whereabouts from her.
If he had not heard what Jiang Fei and Wei Mingzhen said, he would have refused the arranged marriage. It just happened that he was drunk and accepted the arranged marriage inexplicably. Now it is natural for him to set things right.
"I think you have been bewitched by that girl. She is a disaster!"
Pei Jing's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his fists and then unclenched them. "If the emperor wants to attack her, he might as well step over my body first."
"How dare you!" Emperor Zhaowen's beard trembled with anger. "Are you threatening me?"
"I dare not." Pei Jing said, "The emperor is using her to threaten me."
Emperor Zhaowen suddenly slammed the table and stood up, and the candlelight in the imperial study began to flicker.
"What a dare you! I think you're very brave! Murder, arson, raping women, which one of these wouldn't you dare do?"
Pei Jing stood neither servile nor arrogant, his eyes calmly meeting Emperor Zhaowen's. Suddenly, he asked, "Your Majesty, you cannot tolerate me. Do you want to push me into the fire?"
Emperor Zhaowen was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Pei Jing and said, "Isn't my indulgence towards you enough? You..."
Pei Jing smiled, "The eldest prince and Marquis Dingyuan have been working together for a long time. If the emperor lets me marry Wei Ciying, isn't that handing my life and property over to them?"
Emperor Zhaowen's face suddenly turned pale. "What did you say? Say it again!"
"If Your Majesty doesn't believe me, it will be useless no matter how many times I say it." Pei Jing finished speaking and bowed. "I'll take my leave."
As soon as he left, Emperor Zhaowen immediately slumped into his chair and said, "Investigate! Send someone to investigate immediately!"
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