Chapter 205 You Know So Much
"It's just some official business. I'll be back soon after I finish it." Pei Jing rubbed her cheek with his fingertips. "Go take a nap and I'll be back when you wake up."
Jiang Fei didn't ask any more questions, but roughly guessed what he was going to do, "Bring me some Begonia pastry."
Pei Jing smiled and asked, "Anything else?"
Jiang Fei thought for a moment, "And don't let Wen Zhu and Jiu Tao in."
"Okay." The smile in Pei Jing's eyes deepened. How could he not understand what she was thinking? He was probably shy and hadn't recovered yet.
Seeing Pei Jing walk to the door, Jiang Fei couldn't help but say, "Pei Jing."
Pei Jing turned his head to look at her, then turned back, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Fei grabbed his fingers that were hanging by the couch and said, "Don't kill anyone unless it's absolutely necessary."
Pei Jing's fingertips paused, he was silent for a moment, and responded with a low "OK" in his throat, but he did not pull his hand back. Instead, he held her fingertips and squeezed them gently.
As she gently hooked my fingers together, my heart felt like it was soaked in a honey pot.
"Go to sleep." He simply sat down beside the bed. "I'll leave after you fall asleep. When I come back, maybe you'll still be awake and you can even eat the freshly made crabapple cakes from that shop in the south of the city."
Jiang Fei never thought that someone like Pei Jing could be so soft for someone.
"Then I'll go to sleep."
Pei Jing nodded, said nothing more, and watched her close her eyes.
Pei Jing slowly withdrew his hand only after he heard her breathing becoming regular.
As he walked out of the room, the tenderness in his eyes just now faded away, leaving only a cold and dark look.
The morning light was just right in the corridor. Wen Zhu and Jiu Tao were guarding the stone steps. When they saw Pei Jing coming out, they hurried forward to greet him.
Pei Jing raised his hand and lowered his voice, "She just fell asleep. You guys stay outside and are not allowed to disturb her without my permission."
With just one sentence, Wen Zhu was blocked from rushing in and asking Jiang Fei to tell him the details. The excitement on his face instantly faded.
"Also, she's afraid of the cold." Pei Jing continued, "Tell them to light the earthenware heating."
Duan Jiu should be poured.
The prince has practiced martial arts for many years and has a strong physique. In previous years, the prince complained about the heat from the earth's core, and his fever only started during the coldest days after the snow.
Now I don’t mind the heat anymore, I just care whether the young lady is afraid of the cold.
Wen Zhu wanted to say something but stopped himself. Just as he was about to speak, Pei Jing gave him a sidelong glance, so he had to swallow his words back.
After Pei Jing left with Duan Jiu, Wen Zhu sighed heavily and said, "Our prince is still young."
Jiu Tao seemed to understand, "Aren't you eighteen? The prince is older than you."
"You don't understand." Wen Zhu said seriously, "This earth dragon can't be burned."
"Why?"
Wen Zhu leaned over and whispered, "Miss Dilong is no longer afraid of the cold after the fire, so how can she get into the prince's arms?"
After she finished speaking, she saw admiration in Jiutao's eyes, "Sister Wenzhu, you know so much."
Wen Zhu chuckled twice and said modestly, "I don't have any other specialties, but I love reading. Books are the golden house."
The two stood under the eaves for a while, and Wen Zhu became eager to do something.
He poked Jiutao beside him, winked and whispered, "The prince is gone, shall we wait for an opportunity?"
Jiu Tao was timid and said quickly, "The prince said no."
"The prince only said we can't go in and disturb her, so it's the same if we disturb her outside, right? Make some noise and wake the young lady up."
Jiu Tao shook her head repeatedly, "I don't dare, do you dare?"
Wen Zhu thought about the consequences of doing this and immediately became deflated.
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The morning light slanted in through the high windows, illuminating the files on the desk covered with a layer of fine dust.
The clerks were busy copying documents when the door of the yamen suddenly opened with a bang. When the clerks looked up, they were immediately frightened.
This gentleman is a well-known living devil in the capital. Why is he here today?
Pei Jing walked straight to the main seat, lifted his robe, sat down steadily, his fingertips casually resting on the armrest of the chair, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
The clerk on duty hurriedly brewed some tea and brought it to the table with both hands: "Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Pei Jing picked up the teacup but didn't lift the lid. He slowly scanned the people in the hall, "Are all of you on duty here?"
The hall was completely silent, and no one dared to speak rashly.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a green official robe hurried out from the back hall. He was the clerk here, followed by several subordinates.
Seeing Prince Zhaoning sitting in the main seat, their faces turned pale and they hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Your humble servants pay their respects to Your Highness. We were not aware of Your Highness's arrival and have failed to greet you. Please forgive me for not coming to greet you."
Pei Jing didn't even raise his eyelids, his fingertips gently stroking the edge of the teacup for a while, "Wei Mingzhen is not on duty today?"
The clerk's heart skipped a beat before he realized that Prince Zhaoning was coming for Wei Mingzhen.
They had also heard the rumors in the capital. It was the second daughter of the Jiang family that was originally going to be promised to Wei Mingzhen, but later the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion announced to the public that the third daughter of the Jiang family had been the one promised to Wei Mingzhen from the beginning.
This statement may fool others, but it cannot be hidden from those of them who are immersed in the Beijing circle.
Who doesn't know what's going on? It's obvious that Prince Zhaoning has kidnapped the person and replaced him with the third daughter of the Jiang family.
The two of them had been at odds with each other for a long time. Looking at the behavior of King Zhaoning today, it was clear that he wanted to settle both old and new grudges together, as long as it didn't implicate others like them.
The clerk dared not neglect the matter and quickly replied, "He is on duty today. I will send someone to fetch him right away."
A moment later, Wei Mingzhen came following the clerk. Seeing that it was Pei Jing, he bowed and saluted.
Pei Jing raised a sneer at the corner of his lips, said nothing more, opened the lid and skimmed off the foam.
He lowered his head and took a sip, then raised his wrist and the celadon teacup slammed onto the green brick with a clang, and the tea mixed with broken porcelain splashed all over the floor.
The clerk who served the tea was so frightened that he dropped to his knees, and the others followed suit, not daring to breathe.
Pei Jing's gaze passed over the crowd and fell directly on Wei Mingzhen, who was still standing. "Everyone else has to kneel when they see me. Why? Are the Third Young Master Wei's knees made of gold?"
The clerk quickly tugged at Wei Mingzhen's sleeve, motioning him to kneel down.
Wei Mingzhen's face was pale and blue, and he stood straight with his fists clenched.
Of course he knew that Pei Jing came here to humiliate him, and that forcing him to kneel in front of everyone was to crush his face.
The gazes from those around him pierced him like needles, some were sympathetic, some were sarcastic, and more often were gloating.
Wei Mingzhen took a deep breath, and it felt like there was a ball of fire blocking his chest, burning his throat and making it tight.
He stared at the patterns on the blue bricks on the ground and finally gritted his teeth.
With a "bang", his knee hit the cold brick floor heavily.
Pei Jing didn't look at him again, letting him kneel there, tapping his fingertips on the armrest until the tea stains on the ground gradually seeped into the blue bricks, then he slowly stood up.
"You, come with me."
Wei Mingzhen looked up hesitantly and met Pei Jing's cold gaze. In the end, he suppressed his unwillingness, stood up and followed him.
The two men walked to the old locust tree outside the yamen, one in front and the other behind. Duan Jiu stood a few steps away, and the others watched from afar, and no one dared to get close.
Wei Mingzhen walked under the tree and called out, "Prince."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Jing suddenly turned around.
His right leg brought up a fierce gust of wind and kicked Wei Mingzhen hard in the chest.
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