Chapter 212 Ask Heaven to Distinguish Loyalty and Treachery



Chapter 212 Ask Heaven to Distinguish Loyalty and Treachery

Is it my fault?

Jiang Fei wants to ask heaven to distinguish between loyalty and treachery.

But if she exposed it directly, Pei Jing would be furious.

Jiang Fei simply went along with it, "You figured it all out."

Pei Jing's face was filled with the pride of having exposed the other party's evil plan. "Of course, my heart is as clear as a mirror. How long do you want to hide this little trick?"

Jiang Fei tried to suppress her laughter, but the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, and Pei Jing immediately glared at her.

"Jiang Xiaocui, don't be so arrogant!"

Jiang Fei struggled to suppress the corners of her mouth, "Then are you going to punish me?"

Pei Jing was about to speak when he suddenly thought of something and his face turned red. "You really are... I'm too lazy to argue with you. Go back to sleep!"

With that, he flicked his sleeves and walked past her out of the room.

Jiang Fei hurriedly followed, and was grabbed by Wen Zhu as soon as she walked out the door.

"Have you coaxed me?"

Jiang Fei pointed her chin at the angry figure and asked, "Do you think he looks like he's been coaxed?"

Wen Zhu nodded. "Yeah, and he looked a bit angry and embarrassed because he was bullied. But I have a plan."

Wen Zhu immediately leaned over to Jiang Fei's ear and whispered something. Jiang Fei looked at her in shock, "Where did you learn this?"

"In books." Wen Zhu said proudly, "I've read countless books."

Jiang Fei still underestimated the ancient books, which were much more explosive than modern ones. But it made sense, mainly because the government could not control the private printing of books by the people, so they were naturally much bolder than modern books.

Jiang Fei pondered for a moment and whispered, "Are those books of yours still there? Lend them to me."

As soon as the voice fell, a voice came from the door: "Jiang Xiaocui, are you leaving or not?"

Jiang Fei turned around and saw Pei Jing standing at the door with his back to the moonlight. He was standing tall and straight, and his tone still contained a hint of anger, but it was clear that he was waiting for her.

"Coming, coming!" Jiang Fei responded quickly, gave Wen Zhu a look, and followed him.

After taking a shower, Jiang Fei returned to her room and entered the inner room. She saw a figure lying on the soft couch beside the bed. Pei Jing had his back to her, covered with a thin blanket. His breathing sounded steady, as if he was fast asleep.

She glanced at the empty bed and realized that they were having a quarrel and wanted to sleep in separate beds.

Jiang Fei lay down on the couch quietly. The bedding was neatly made, but it didn't feel warm at all.

Lying on the soft couch, Pei Jing's eyelashes trembled. He was not asleep at all.

When he was waiting for her at the door before, he was holding back his anger, so she couldn't take the initiative to come over, coax him softly, or even hold her hand.

But she was fine. She whispered with Wen Zhu for a long time, and when she came in and saw him sleeping on the couch, she didn't say a word and went to sleep by herself.

Pei Jing was getting angrier and angrier when Jiang Fei's voice suddenly rang out from the other side of the bed: "Are you asleep?"

Pei Jing pretended not to hear.

After a while, Jiang Fei chuckled and said, "I know you are not asleep. You are so angry that your heavy breathing can wake up the birds under the eaves."

Pei Jing suddenly turned over and sat up, "Who told you that I was angry?"

"Aren't you angry?" Jiang Fei whispered, "Then why are you breathing so loudly? Could it be that you are—"

"Shut up." Pei Jing lay back down.

Jiang Fei shut up obediently, and the room became quiet for a moment.

But before long, she couldn't help but shrink into the quilt.

Somehow, the house was particularly cold at night. The heating didn't seem to be burning well, and even the bedding felt chilly.

"Pei Songnian," Jiang Fei couldn't help but ask, "It's a bit cold. Is the earth dragon broken?"

There was no sound from the couch, and Pei Jing opened his eyes in the darkness.

It's bad. He had just asked someone to turn off the floor heating at night and didn't think about this at the time.

He had originally wanted to let her know how powerful he was by having her sleep in separate beds. He couldn't bear to punish her in any other way, so this was the only way to punish her for her audacity. But when he heard her cry out that she was cold, his heart softened.

Jiang Fei waited for a moment and was about to speak when she heard the rustling of the quilt.

Then the sound of footsteps came from far away, carrying a fierce momentum.

The bed sank slightly, and Pei Jing lifted the quilt and lay down in it. Without waiting for Jiang Fei to react, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, "Behave yourself, don't even think about laying hands on me."

Even though I was hugging her, as long as I could resist doing that, it meant that I wasn't bewitched by her, nor was it considered that I was bowing my head.

Pei Jing hugged the soft body in his arms, and was secretly trying to remind himself to stick to the bottom line, but an idea popped into his mind.

We had previously agreed that if they ever quarreled, he would be the first to admit his fault. Thinking of this, the awkwardness in his heart instantly vanished.

My own daughter-in-law, what's wrong with giving in a little? Although she has no rules and is bold and reckless, there is still a long time to go. If you can spoil her, then spoil her. If you can't spoil her, then teach her slowly.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, his hand, which had been tense just now, began to move involuntarily, and his fingertips rubbed her waist, with a hint of tentativeness and a hidden desire that could not be suppressed.

Jiang Fei opened her eyes suddenly.

Who just said not to touch me? Is this guy really fed up? Why does he do this every night?

She subconsciously retreated. Pei Jing remembered the words in the secret book Wen Zhu had given her and pulled her back. "Where do you want to hide?"

Jiang Fei suddenly thought of his angry look and her body softened again.

The tent was getting hot. Jiang Fei was unusually obedient and went along with him in everything, even her eyes and eyebrows showed a hint of indulgence.

Seeing her cooperation, Pei Jing's previous annoyance was thrown out of the window, leaving only uncontrollable joy.

The next day, Jiang Fei slept until noon. Based on last night's experience, she knew she must never provoke Pei Jing in the future, otherwise he would definitely get back at her from somewhere else.

Jiang Fei was having breakfast and asked, "Where is Pei Jing?"

Wen Zhu immediately said, "Zhao Xingbang is here. He had been crying in the side hall for quite a while when the prince got up."

"Why is he crying?"

"I don't know." Wen Zhu said, "I heard it from the maid. The prince waited until he had cried enough before leaving."

Jiang Fei thought for a moment, quickly finished his meal, stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

Zhao Xingbang was kneeling in the side hall, crying, tears streaming down his face, "Prince, please make the decision for me."

"I clearly had good intentions. I saw Miss Jiang being kidnapped, so I stepped in to save her. But look at what's being spread out there now? They say I kidnapped Miss Jiang and hid her."

Zhao Xingbang wiped his tears and rubbed the wound at the corner of his mouth, causing him to hiss in pain.

Pei Jing looked at Zhao Xingbang. He clearly remembered that Zhao Xingbang was not injured so seriously when he was at the side door of the palace that day.

"You got beaten again?"

Zhao Xingbang nodded repeatedly. "My father hung me up and beat me without asking any questions. I'm so tired from the whip that my bones still hurt!"

Pei Jing gripped the armrest of his chair. "Haven't I already taught Wei Mingzhen a lesson? How could your father still misunderstand you as someone who stole someone?"

Zhao Xingbang sobbed with a sad face, "But Your Highness, when you were teaching Wei Mingzhen a lesson, my father had already taught me a lesson."

Duan Jiu stood aside and almost couldn't help laughing. Zhao Xingbang was really unlucky.

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