Chapter 209 She is my wife
The hot flashes in the tent had not yet dissipated, but Jiang Fei was already so tired that her eyelids were drooping and her breathing gradually became regular.
Pei Jing, however, was not sleepy at all. He held her in his arms and stared at her.
How could there be such a lovable little thing? Nestled softly in his arms, even its breath carried a sweetness that made his heart tremble.
The more Pei Jing looked at her, the more he loved her. He loved her so much that his heart seemed to be filled with something, feeling sore and swollen.
The person in his arms suddenly moved, twisted her body, pushed his chest and slipped out of his arms.
Pei Jing pulled the person back, moving very gently and bringing him back little by little.
Jiang Fei slept very uneasily.
In the dream, a volcano erupted and red lava rolled in. It was so hot that she felt scorched all over and could only run forward barefoot.
After finally seeing a clear spring, she rushed in and felt instantly comfortable as her whole body cooled down. But before she could cool down enough, the lava came over her again. It was so hot that she spent the whole night looking for a cool place.
One of them hid while the other tried to rescue him. When they woke up the next morning, both of them had big dark circles under their eyes.
When Wen Zhu entered the room and saw this scene, it was as if the big yellow dog at the back door of the Jiang family had smelled the scent of meat.
But it was just a smell. The prince had already come in last night, but for some reason he came out and assigned her a task to deliver something to Tingquan Mountain.
She had reason to suspect that the prince had deliberately sent her away.
Looking at the dark circles under their eyes, didn't they get any sleep last night? Didn't they make love like crazy?
But looking more closely at the prince's expression, something seemed off. Shouldn't he be beaming with joy? Why did he look so bitter and resentful?
After breakfast, Pei Jing walked into the courtyard and ordered the servants to turn off the floor heating.
The servant was about to leave after receiving the order, but he stopped him again and said, "Keep burning during the day and stop in the evening."
Wen Zhu heard everything, suppressed his laughter and walked forward, saying, "I got a secret manual a while ago, which cost me quite a bit of money. I plan to present it to His Majesty."
"Take it out and let me see it." Pei Jing raised his hand.
Wen Zhu hurriedly took out a thin booklet from his arms, with no words on the cover.
Pei Jing took it and weighed it twice before realizing something was wrong. He glanced at the three pages and asked, "Is this called a secret manual?"
"Your Highness, don't underestimate the small number of pages. Secret manuals are naturally more valuable for their quality than for their quantity."
Pei Jing flipped open the first page doubtfully and looked up at Wen Zhu, "I can recognize your handwriting."
Wen Zhu smiled and said, "Your Highness has a good eye. To be honest, the original book got wet in the rain a few days ago, and the handwriting is a little blurry. Fortunately, I have an excellent memory. I wrote down these pages and copied them overnight."
Pei Jing glanced at her and said, "Never mind. It's good to take a look. You just told me how much money you spent. Go to the accounting office and collect it yourself."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Wen Zhu bowed and replied, then turned around and ran away as fast as he could.
Pei Jing lowered his head again and looked at the first page. After reading just a few lines, his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.
It read: Women are fickle, saying one thing and thinking another. In bed, you should demonstrate your ruthless tactics. If she resists, you should play it safe. Simply hold her tight, pinning her to your chest, preventing her from moving, and preventing her from breaking free. If she frowns, you should lower your gaze, speak in a deep voice, and ask her, "Where do you want to hide?" Never give in. This is called using force to overcome tenderness, a domineering technique for capturing the heart.
Pei Jing was skeptical, but he thought it would be a good idea to give it a try.
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In the afternoon, an imperial edict came from the palace, and the emperor ordered Pei Jing to enter the palace.
Jiang Fei knew that it must be about beating Wei Mingzhen. In the book, Pei Jing's personality was such that he didn't even care about the emperor, so she was afraid of clashing with the emperor again.
Jiang Fei sent him to the door with a worried look on her face. "The palace is not like our house. If the emperor asks you something, you should control your temper and don't confront him head-on. We can't defeat him."
Just the words "our house" had softened Pei Jing's heart, and he could no longer be hard.
"I know." He slowed down his tone and said, "Don't worry, I'll be back to 'our house' soon."
Jiang Fei's face got a little hot because of his emphasis, and she pushed him out the door, "Hurry up and go."
When the carriage disappeared at the end of the alley, Jiang Fei went back to the house and took out the small notebook that she had asked Wen Zhu to take from under her pillow. She sat under the window and wrote a few more lines.
Pei Jing entered the palace with a heart as trembling as water. Even the eunuch who came to greet him could see that he was in a good mood and flattered him a few words.
As he passed through the red walls and got closer to the Qianyuan Hall, the carefree warmth around Pei Jing gradually faded, and only his usual rebelliousness and sinisterness remained in his eyes.
The air in the hall was filled with the scent of sandalwood incense. Pei Jing stepped inside and said, "Your Highness, I, Pei Jing, pay my respects to His Majesty."
Just as he finished speaking, a stack of bright yellow memorials fell at his feet with a "bang".
"Look at what you've done!" Emperor Zhaowen scolded him. "Wei Mingzhen is an official appointed by the imperial court after all. You went straight to the government office and beat him up like that. Do you think the impeachment of the court officials isn't enough?"
Pei Jing lowered his eyes and his boots rolled over the corners of the memorials on the ground. He knew what the imperial envoys had written without even looking.
"Before, they accused me of murder." Pei Jing curled his lips and said self-deprecatingly, "Now they've switched to beating people. It seems I've improved. Why don't they praise me but scold me instead?"
Emperor Zhaowen was so angry that his forehead was throbbing and he held his forehead.
Meng Yuande hurriedly served tea, "Your Majesty, please calm down. Your health is the most important thing."
Emperor Zhaowen pushed Meng Yuande's hand away and pointed at Pei Jing, saying, "You still want to make progress? If you keep making progress, won't you overthrow the Censorate?"
Pei Jing paused as he tumbled over the memorials. A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes as he looked up. "That's not a bad idea. These old bastards are being too noisy. Wei Mingzhen stole my people, shouldn't he have been beaten? This is a private matter between him and me. It's not for those old bastards to tell me what to do."
"Did he steal yours, or did you steal his first?"
"Of course he stole it from me." Pei Jing said confidently, "Jiang Rufei was born to be mine."
The perverseness and paranoia in these words were like a mirror, making Emperor Zhaowen feel uncomfortable.
In order to snatch people away, he did even more extreme things than Pei Jing, but he acted secretly, while Pei Jing did it openly.
Emperor Zhaowen looked at the familiar fire in his eyes. Time was like crumpled paper, which slowly unfolded at this moment, reflecting two overlapping faces, both rebellious and reckless.
Emperor Zhaowen suddenly lost his temper and felt tired. "Since you think this is a private matter, then fight in private. Why go to the government office and cause a commotion in the court?"
I thought Pei Jing would refute it immediately given his temperament, but he nodded and said, "Your Majesty is right. I was reckless."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Meng Yuande was so shocked that his eyes widened. When had he ever seen this gentleman surrender?
Emperor Zhaowen was also startled, his fingers hanging in the air, and all the scolding in his heart was choked back.
Pei Jing continued, "Before I left, my wife told me to control my temper."
"Wife?" Emperor Zhaowen frowned, then suddenly remembered, "Are you talking about that girl Jiang Rufei?"
Pei Jing raised his eyes and said seriously, "She is no longer a maid, she is my wife."
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The published title of this book should be "Jing Nian Ru Fei", which is taken from the names of the male and female protagonists.
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