Chapter 192: Of course I want both
It was still early when Jiang Fei arrived at the palace. Pei Jing stayed up late reading last night and went to bed in the middle of the night. He hadn't gotten up yet.
Hearing the servant announce Jiang Fei's arrival, he hurriedly stood up and asked, "Why is she here so early? Did she say anything?"
Duan Jiu said, "He said he wanted to meet Jiang Linyuan."
Pei Jing slowed down his dressing. "Why did she see Jiang Linyuan?"
After an incense stick of time, Jiang Linyuan followed Duan Jiu into the room.
Jiang Linyuan had been told about the wine when he arrived, so he bowed when he saw the two of them. "I greet the prince and the young lady."
Jiang Fei looked carefully at the man in front of her. This was the first time she had seen the male protagonist in the book.
Jiang Linyuan had a handsome face with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows. Perhaps because his injury had not yet healed, his complexion was slightly pale, giving him a kind of sickly beauty.
If this face were placed in modern times, he would probably be at the level of a popular young actor, worthy of being the male lead, just a little worse than Pei Jing.
Pei Jing leaned back in his chair. Seeing her staring at Jiang Linyuan, he coughed lightly. She didn't react at all. She was stunned for a moment and deliberately said, "Your injury hasn't healed yet. Sit down and talk."
Jiang Linyuan bowed and sat down. He had already told Qidianjiu when he came here that when he came to see her, she was the second daughter of the Jiang family, so he could just call her Miss. He should treat Miss the same way he treated the prince.
Jiang Linyuan couldn't help but look at the woman in front of him. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and she was a different type from the Miss Wei he had met before. Her eyebrows and eyes were like glass dipped in clear water, and she was as beautiful as a flower that had just been kissed by the wind.
Pei Jing's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, the rhythm was neither fast nor slow, but there was a hint of impatience. There was a smile at the corner of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. His gaze swept over Jiang Linyuan.
"How are you injured?"
Jiang Linyuan's eyes turned slightly and met Pei Jing's, which made him feel an inexplicable chill.
Jiang Linyuan retracted his gaze and replied respectfully, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I'm fine now."
Pei Jing turned to Jiang Fei and said in a softer tone, "Didn't you say you had something to do with him?"
Jiang Fei asked, "Mr. Jiang, how much of the past does you still remember?"
Jiang Linyuan said, "I can't recall many names. I've been practicing martial arts since I was young, so I learned a lot from other people."
Jiang Fei nodded, "Do you still remember who hurt you?"
"I don't remember."
"I know, perhaps more than any of them."
"Hmm?" Pei Jing immediately looked at Jiang Fei. Seeing her slightly open red lips, the information she divulged about Jiang Linyuan was even more detailed than what the secret guards had found out.
She actually knew so much about Jiang Linyuan's affairs, Pei Jing couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Jiang Fei didn't notice him, "Of course I know who hurt you."
Jiang Linyuan's pupils trembled violently, and he suddenly stood up and walked forward, "Miss, are you serious?"
He subconsciously stepped forward to ask for clarification, but a cold light flashed and Duan Jiu's blade was already against his throat.
"One more step forward," Pei Jing's indifferent gaze fell on Jiang Linyuan's face, "and you'll be dead."
Jiang Linyuan froze in place, his eyes darting between the two of them.
He noticed that Pei Jing didn't move at all, and Jiang Fei was sitting there quietly, even having the leisure to pick up the teacup and take a sip.
The prince's intention to protect Miss Jiang Er is self-evident.
"I'm sorry for being rude." Jiang Linyuan took a deep breath and slowly returned to his original position.
Jiang Fei put down the teacup and said, "My words alone may not be convincing. You just need to write a letter as I said, and the other party will reveal his true intentions."
Jiang Fei took out a piece of letter paper that had been prepared long ago from her sleeve. "Mr. Jiang, just follow the contents of this letter and rewrite it in your own handwriting."
She tapped her fingertips on the letter paper. "I promise, the truth will come out."
Duan Jiu took the letter and handed it to Jiang Linyuan. Jiang Linyuan took it, looked at it again, and then looked at it again... Finally, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Fei.
"Forgive my poor eyesight, but I can't understand this letter."
Pei Jing almost spit out a mouthful of tea and was glared at by Jiang Fei. She had obviously tried her best to write every stroke neatly, but how could she not even understand it?
Jiang Fei took it and asked Pei Jing: "Can you understand it?"
Pei Jing cleared his throat and said, "I don't want to get involved in this matter, so I won't read it."
“…”
That's putting it mildly.
Jiang Fei said, "Then I'll read it to you and you write it down. Bring me some paper and pen."
The maid quickly brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and spread them out on the table.
Pei Jing recalled the expression Jiang Fei had given Jiang Linyuan earlier. He put down his teacup, stood up, and walked a few steps toward the door. He asked in a low voice, "What do you think of Jiang Linyuan?"
Duan Jiu was a little confused by the sudden words, "Huh?"
"If she can covet my body, she might also covet others."
Duan Jiu thought about it carefully and was about to speak when Pei Jing said, "Forget it. It's no use asking you. You have to ask the woman."
After saying that, he waved for Wen Zhu to come over. The others moved aside again, and Pei Jing asked again.
"From a woman's perspective, what do you think of Jiang Linyuan?"
"Him?" Wen Zhu's eyes rolled as he came up with a plan. "He and the prince are not of the same type. They each have their own strengths. In terms of appearance and bearing, the prince is naturally superior, but..."
"But what?" Pei Jing keenly caught the turn in her words and couldn't help but become alert.
Wen Zhu pretended to be silent. "It's like having one hundred taels of silver and fifty taels of silver in front of you. Which one would you choose?"
Duan Jiu, who was standing by, blurted out, "Of course I want both! But—"
Wen Zhu covered his mouth with his hand, "That's enough, no buts."
He turned to Pei Jing and smiled, "I want both too."
Pei Jing frowned, obviously not satisfied with the answer.
Wen Zhu rolled his eyes and gave another example: "If there is a cup of premium Baihao Yinzhen and a cup of ordinary rock tea, which one would Your Majesty choose?"
"Of course it's Baihao Yinzhen." Pei Jing said without hesitation, "I never drink inferior tea."
"What if the Baihao Yinzhen is too hot and you can't drink it, and you're very thirsty?" Wen Zhu coaxed.
Pei Jing subconsciously said: "Who would be so mean to their own body? Ordinary rock tea..."
He stopped talking halfway and his expression suddenly changed.
Jiang Fei's desire for his body is like a thirsty person. If he can't drink, he can drink from others to quench his thirst first.
Seeing this, Wen Zhu added meaningfully, "If the young lady is thirsty and can't wait for the prince's cup of 'White Hao Yin Zhen' to cool down, she will naturally look for other 'tea' to quench her thirst first."
Pei Jing's expression was uncertain, and his eyes involuntarily drifted towards the house.
He saw Jiang Fei leaning over Jiang Linyuan's side, lightly tapping the letter with her jade fingers. The distance between them was so close that his temples were throbbing. He had to endure and resisted the urge to kill him.
"Then...what should I do?" Pei Jing rarely showed a look of helplessness.
"Blow the Baihao Yinzhen to cool it down, and don't hold it." Wen Zhu said sincerely, "Look how cooperative Young Master Jiang is. He writes when the lady asks him to, and stops when she asks him to. And what about the prince?"
The prince couldn't even drug him, but Wen Zhu didn't point this out.
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