Chapter 230 Fear of Separation +3
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year and the palace was already busy.
Strings of big red lanterns were hung in the corridor, casting a warm glow on the blue brick floor.
In previous years, the old housekeeper and Duan Jiu were always in charge of preparing New Year's goods. Jiang Fei didn't understand the customs of the capital, so she was too lazy to get involved. The only thing she did on New Year's Eve was to cut two branches of red plums with her own hands.
Pei Jing walked into the room. Jiang Fei was putting red plums into a porcelain vase. Hearing the sound, she turned around and looked, "Where have you been?"
Pei Jing tutted and muttered, "Just leaving for a little while, I really can't leave you alone all the time."
His voice was so low that Jiang Fei couldn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"
"Nothing." Pei Jing walked up behind her. "Someone came to the Jiang residence and asked if you were going back home for the New Year."
Jiang Fei said: "If I don't go back, they don't really want me to go back for the New Year. They just ask a common question as a formality. Believe it or not, if it weren't for you, even if I stayed in the Jiang Mansion, I wouldn't be able to sit at their table during the New Year."
Pei Jing certainly knew, but he didn't know how she had lived in the Jiang Mansion in the past few years.
Jiang Fei turned around and put her finger to Pei Jing's nose for him to smell. "If I really go back, I'm afraid they won't even be able to have a peaceful New Year's Eve dinner."
The fragrance of cold plum blossoms touched her fingertips. Pei Jing sniffed it, then bent down and kissed her fingertips. He said, "I've already sent them away and told them that you won't be coming back."
"We still have to go back." Jiang Fei said quickly, "There are still many of my things in the west wing. It would be a good deal for them to keep them at the Jiang family. I will move them back after the New Year. By the way, didn't the palace invite you to celebrate the New Year?"
"Yes," Pei Jing said, "but I refused. I'm too lazy to get involved."
On New Year's Eve, the palace was particularly lively. The servants gathered in a side hall to eat New Year's Eve dinner, and their laughter could be heard from far away.
A table was also set up in the main hall. Originally, there were only Jiang Fei and Pei Jing. Jiang Fei also called Duan Jiu, Wen Zhu and Jiu Tao.
"No need to restrain yourself tonight." Jiang Fei personally poured wine for everyone, "Just treat it as a home party."
Duan Jiu's hands were shaking as he held the wine glass. Seeing that the prince had no objection, he drank it with peace of mind.
Jiang Fei picked up the wine cup, leaned closer to Pei Jing, and whispered, "Pei Songnian, Happy New Year."
Pei Jing had never heard this before, but it was easy to understand. Today was indeed a happy day. He had never had a proper Chinese New Year since he could remember.
Or they would be dragged to attend a palace banquet, facing a group of hypocritical royal relatives, and after the banquet was over, they would still feel empty inside.
Most of the time, I was alone in the empty house, listening to the noise coming from outside the wall.
Pei Jing lowered his eyes to look at her, seeing the candlelight reflected in her eyes, sparkling. He raised his hand to ruffle her hair and said softly, "Well, Happy New Year."
Wen Zhu was a light drinker, and after a few glasses of warm wine, she started to feel a bit dizzy. She stood up suddenly, and Jiu Tao, who was standing next to her, was so frightened that she dropped the food she was holding.
"Your Majesty!"
The sound was deafening, and Pei Jing looked at her speechlessly.
Wen Zhu's eyes were red, and he stiffened his neck and said, "I must speak out today! If the prince hadn't taken me and Duan Jiu in back then, my brother would have had to sell himself as a prostitute to support me."
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Wen Zhu was completely unaware, her voice loud and trembling as she began to wipe away tears, "The prince didn't treat us as servants..."
"You are indeed a servant." Pei Jing said.
"Shut up!" Wen Zhu shouted, "You have no right to speak here!"
Pei Jing clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, ready to explode. Jiang Fei quickly touched his back to comfort him, "Forget it, forget it. It's New Year's Day."
Wen Zhu turned to Duan Jiu, took his hand and said, "Your Highness! You are such a good man, and Miss is also a good person."
He then took Jiutao's hand and held it together with Duanjiu's, saying, "My Lord, my Lady, I wish you a long and happy marriage."
Although the person was pulled wrong, the words were kind, so Pei Jing held back his anger. Seeing Jiang Fei's blushing cheeks and giggling as she snuggled into his arms, his anger dissipated.
Jiu Tao blushed at Wen Zhu's behavior. She was still holding half a date in her hand and looked at Jiang Fei and said, "I want to thank you too. Thank you, Miss, for never hitting or scolding me, and always giving me delicious food."
Just as he finished speaking, Wen Zhu started to stir again, shaking off Duan Jiu's hand and moving closer to Pei Jing, "I'm telling you... well."
"Don't say it, don't say it." Duan Jiu covered her mouth and pulled her back. "If you continue talking, you'll want to die when you wake up tomorrow."
Jiutao nodded in agreement, "There's a chance he won't wake up."
Pei Jing glanced at the noisy scene, then turned to Jiang Fei, who was smiling beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you full?"
"I'm full."
"Let's go." Pei Jing stood up and took her hand naturally.
Jiang Fei didn't ask him where he was going and let him pull her out.
The sounds of Wen Zhu's shouting, Duan Jiu's scolding and Jiu Tao's persuasion mixed together behind him, becoming the most lively and vivid background sound in this New Year's Eve.
Pei Jing led Jiang Fei through the corridor. At this moment, the servants were gathered in the side hall and the palace was surprisingly quiet, with only a few vague laughs coming from a distance.
There was a table set up in the Bingxiao Water Pavilion, and a pot of wine was warming on the low table, which was actually prepared in advance.
As soon as he stood still, a flash of fire shot up from the sky, and then exploded with a "bang", and thousands of light points fell down.
Pei Jing gently put his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head, and watched the fireworks explode one after another. The flames stretched their shadows very long.
He lowered his head and kissed her hair, then down her earlobe and finally covered her lips.
Jiang Fei was slightly startled, then raised her arms to put them around his waist, and gave him a kiss that smelled of wine under the fireworks.
As they kissed, Jiang Fei's tears began to fall.
Pei Jing tasted the salty and bitter taste in this kiss and wanted to step back to see her face clearly, but Jiang Fei did not give him the chance. She caught up with him on tiptoe, with a bit of inexplicable panic.
The body in his arms began to tremble slightly, like a branch shivering in the cold wind, and even the hands around his waist were shaking.
Pei Jing finally began to get scared and grabbed her shoulders and forced them apart.
The scene before him made his heart ache. Jiang Fei's face was covered with tear marks, and the tears were still falling uncontrollably. The panic and fear that could not be hidden surged in her eyes like a tide.
"What's wrong?" Pei Jing gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, but the more he wiped, the more she cried.
Every drop burned into Pei Jing's heart, leaving many holes in it.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Are the fireworks not pretty?"
Jiang Fei shook her head vigorously and threw herself into Pei Jing's arms again, hugging his waist tightly as if grabbing the last piece of driftwood, so tightly that she almost embedded herself in his body.
"Pei Songnian..." Her sobs were muffled. "I'm so scared."
"What are you afraid of?" Pei Jing stroked her trembling back. "With me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."
The system watched and listened to all this silently, and only it knew what Jiang Fei was afraid of.
She was afraid that she might not be able to accompany him even for the next year, and that everything in front of her would be extinguished in an instant like fireworks.
This host was always carefree, like a little sun without worries, but at this moment, seeing her crying and trembling in Pei Jing's arms, the system could clearly see the fragility hidden in her heart.
The system looked at it quietly for a while, called up lines of data, hesitated for a moment, and then went offline silently.
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