Chapter 261: Xiao Cui, please stop making trouble. Your husband still needs to go to court.
The system was still waiting for her praise: "How about it, too excited, right? Overjoyed, right? Won't you say my system is useless?"
Jiang Fei pinched her eyebrows, her breath stuck in her chest, and she didn't know whether she was talking to the system or comforting herself.
"Forget it, it's okay. Just treat it as a hundred times, all for nothing."
She had been eager to have this feature before, but now she was reluctant to exchange it for even a little bit of favorability.
As he was speaking, the door was gently pushed open, and Pei Jing walked in with a candied haws. He glanced around the empty room, which was deserted. "Who do you always like to talk to?"
Jiang Fei quickly picked up the pen and said with a smile: "I'm not telling anyone. I'm just reading it while writing to see if it makes sense."
Pei Jing took a few steps closer and his eyes fell on the small notebook in front of her. "What's written in it?"
Jiang Fei quickly blocked it with her arm, "Don't peek."
In fact, it was unnecessary to block it. Pei Jing just took a quick look and vaguely recognized the character "人".
"Are you on guard against me too?" Pei Jing raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Fei took the opportunity to close the notebook, took it to the inner room, pulled out a box from under the bed, put it in and locked it.
When she turned around, Pei Jing was already standing behind her. "You hid so well."
Jiang Fei hung the key back around her neck and said, "I can't show you now because my handwriting is too ugly. I'll show you after I've practiced it well."
It is spring now, and the wind still carries a biting chill, but it is a little softer than in the dead of winter. The remaining snow in the courtyard is gradually melting, and the icicles on the eaves have long since turned into water droplets.
Life in the palace continued as usual, with morning court meetings and piles of memorials, seemingly no different. Only Pei Yi was missing during the parade.
The eldest prince Pei Yi has been imprisoned for more than a month. During this period, a large number of officials have been involved in this turmoil.
But it can be seen that Emperor Zhaowen still held back and did not catch them all in one fell swoop. After all, the case involved a wide range of people. If they were dealt with according to the rules, the affairs of each department would pile up and the situation would be really chaotic.
As a result, court meetings took an extremely long time, often lasting until the afternoon, and everyone would have a simple meal in a side hall before continuing the meeting.
As soon as Pei Yi lost his power, the dormant thoughts in the hearts of several princes began to become active, and each of them tried hard to show off their abilities in front of others.
Pei Jing was too lazy to get involved in these open and secret struggles, so he just fell asleep by the window.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and saw that everyone in the hall had stopped what they were doing and their eyes were all on him, even Emperor Zhaowen was no exception.
Pei Jing's shoulders felt numb from sleeping, so he changed his position and asked blankly, "Why are you all looking at me?"
The corners of Emperor Zhaowen's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something. He opened his mouth but held it back, and could only let out an ambiguous hum.
The old man has learned his lesson now and is determined not to give Pei Jing a chance to speak.
After all, he had asked rudely two days ago, "Why are you late?", and this unfilial son spent an entire stick of incense stick describing in detail the horrifying scene of Xiao Cui combing his hair.
Hearing this, all the civil and military officials in the court felt a chill down their spines. This was the real version of a ghost combing their hair.
But Emperor Zhaowen never expected that even if he was on high alert and determined not to mention it, Pei Jing would actually say it in his sleep.
"Xiao Cui... stop making trouble... your husband still has to go to court..."
Listen, is this something a normal person would say when discussing political affairs? It's just the words of a madman, so anything he says is not surprising.
Pei Jing realized belatedly that it was unbecoming of him to fall asleep during a meeting, so he bowed to Emperor Zhaowen and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I did not sleep well last night."
Emperor Zhaowen glared at him, his eyes full of "Just try and see if you dare to say another word."
But Pei Jing acted as if he hadn't noticed, and continued, "To be honest, the weather has warmed up recently, and the heating has been turned off. Last night, my wife kicked off the quilt because she wanted to stay cool. I was afraid she would catch a cold, so I stayed up most of the night."
The hall was suddenly silent. Several old ministers looked at each other, and their backs began to feel a chill again.
Emperor Zhaowen's forehead veins throbbed: "I didn't ask you that!"
"I was merely explaining why I dozed off." Pei Jing looked innocent, then looked at the ministers as if suddenly realizing something. "But I'm sure you all understand the relationship between husband and wife."
The ministers who were caught in his gaze felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles. They had never experienced this before, nor did they want to.
He said as he glanced at everyone, "What do you think?"
When the ministers saw the gazes falling on them, they did not dare to provoke him and could only agree with him.
"The prince and... uh, they have a really good relationship."
Pei Jing smiled.
"It's a good thing for young people to be affectionate."
Pei Jing smiled again and turned his gaze to another person. "I heard that Lord Wang and his wife have a very close relationship. I guess this is also the case, right?"
Lord Wang was nearly eighty years old, with not a single black hair or beard left. He coughed a few times when he was stared at. "Your Highness, you're joking. My... uh... wife passed away ten years ago."
Pei Jing's face immediately showed an expression of deep regret. He didn't even dare to think about what would happen if Xiao Cui left him.
Lord Wang's wife lived such a long life even after her death, so they probably didn't have a deep relationship. If it were me, he would never let Xiao Cui cross the Naihe Bridge alone.
"That lady must be meeting you in your dreams every night. Should I ask you to go and accompany her early?"
Lord Wang, who was nearly eighty years old, froze when asked this question, and almost dropped the document in his hand: "This...this..."
Emperor Zhaowen couldn't stand it any longer and slammed the dragon table, shouting angrily, "Pei Jing! Stop it!"
Pei Jing stopped talking with a feeling of being unsatisfied, but his face was full of the sense of superiority of "you old bachelors who don't understand love".
"You..." Emperor Zhaowen was so angry that his beard was shaking, "Get out of here and stand!"
Pei Jing stood up calmly, straightened his robe, and walked to the corridor outside the hall to stand. Before leaving, he did not forget to cast a look at several colleagues that said "I will teach you how to get along with your spouse someday."
Outside the hall, a spring breeze blew. Pei Jing pulled out a purse from his sleeve, which contained the candied fruit that Jiang Fei had secretly given him this morning.
He just said that he wanted what Jiang Chenglang had, but she really treated him like a child and coaxed him.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Meng Yuande's voice from inside the hall: "Quick! Call the imperial physician! Lord Wang has fainted!"
Pei Jing looked into the hall and saw several ministers surrounding Lord Wang in a panic.
"Tsk." Pei Jing curled his lips. "You can't even handle this. No wonder Madam passed away so early."
The young eunuch hurried out, "Your Highness! The Emperor asked you to... uh..."
The young eunuch looked at the half-eaten candied fruit in Pei Jing's hand and suddenly got stuck.
"Would you like some too?" Pei Jing enthusiastically handed over the purse. "Xiao Cui filled it herself."
The little eunuch stepped back in fear. Who would dare to eat this thing?
"No, no, no... your servant... your servant suddenly remembered that there is something urgent to do!" After saying that, he ran away.
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