Chapter 38: Heartache. But He Yao, have you let him go? ...
He Zhiliao looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes exceptionally calm and gentle, as if asking, what do you want me to say?
The Seventh Prince felt a tightness in his chest. He had never seen such a useless person. If anyone dared to covet his husband, he would definitely slap the person a few times and then tear his face apart!
"You're useless!" the seventh prince cursed angrily.
Before they started arguing in the shop, He Zhiliao quietly led them into the shop by walking around, and the shopkeeper was also very cooperative and quietly closed the door, so the quarrel, which was deliberately suppressed, did not spread outside.
He Zhiliao was certainly a loser. Even after being scolded by the Seventh Prince, he just acted cautiously.
Xu Xinran, as if seizing an opportunity, looked at the Seventh Prince with disapproval. "The Pei family has been loyal and brave for generations, so naturally we should respect the Pei family's legitimate ruler. Even if you are a prince, you shouldn't speak like this. Your Highness, please be careful with your words."
She was wearing a pink dress and had delicate light pink makeup on her face. Her soft and fragile face had a resolute look, making her look particularly solid and reliable.
These words made so much sense that even the ladies and gentlemen accompanying them nodded involuntarily.
Although they were also envious and jealous of He Zhilao, and most of the time they were unwilling to associate with him, if they really met him, they really didn't dare to say anything excessive. The Pei family was not something they could afford to offend.
But the Seventh Prince actually said this about the Pei family's eldest son. Doesn't this mean that the Pei family is blind to marry such a useless person?
The situation reversed in an instant, and the Seventh Prince was so anxious that he almost jumped up and down.
He always speaks his mind, and no matter how unpleasant the words are, he always says them to the other person's face. But he didn't expect that he would suffer a loss at the hands of Xu Xinran!
He laughed in anger and said, "If you really want to talk to me about the rules, then what you just said, are the rules for talking to me? You can do it, but I can't? You are so shameless, you are invincible!"
"When living in this world, people must naturally follow reason. We can't just favor someone because he has a higher official position." Xu Xinran spoke again in a sonorous and powerful voice.
But as soon as these words were spoken, even He Zhiliao raised his eyebrows slightly.
I think Miss Xu has forgotten that she has all these friends and followers because of her status and position.
It was really a good show, exposing the character of both people.
The Seventh Prince sneered, "As expected, if you don't agree, you'll be fine. Miss Xu is so pure and kind, it's a blessing for the Xu family. Since Miss Xu despises high positions and generous salaries, there's no need to cling to the Jin family to suck their blood. You're afraid that others won't know that the Empress is your aunt and will spread the news everywhere!"
"Seventh Prince, you!" Xu Xinran wanted to argue a few more times, but she knew she was in the wrong, and tears fell in the blink of an eye.
"Cry, cry, cry, all you do is cry!" The Seventh Prince raised his chin with great pride. "Your tears are worthless to me. Whoever wants you can cry on them!"
Faced with such humiliation, Xu Xinran naturally could not stay any longer. She wiped away her tears, turned around and left resolutely, as if she was not afraid of powerful suppression.
The ladies and gentlemen who had followed her didn't know whether to leave or stay. After all, offending the Seventh Prince would not end well.
So he could only continue to stay beside the Seventh Prince and look at He Zhi, who remained silent and motionless.
Naturally, the Pei family cannot be bullied easily, and even the princes have to give them some face.
"You..." The Seventh Prince looked at He Zhile hesitantly. He wanted to say some unpleasant words to make him realize it, but after all, wasn't he also thinking about Pei Ji?
But he knew clearly that he had no chance of marrying Pei Ji.
He Zhiliao looked at him with a slight smile, as if encouraging him to continue speaking.
"You are useless!" The seventh prince said to him coldly and left with the others.
He Zhiliao blinked and breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a bit thrilling, it didn't affect him in the end. He still got to watch the excitement, which was quite interesting.
Although he didn't know what Pei Ji did in the previous dynasty, the seventh prince's mother's surname was Zhao, and the queen had made things difficult for him. In addition, Xu Xinran coveted Pei Ji... He didn't want to see the two of them get along peacefully.
"Master, don't be angry." Chun Jian coaxed softly, but the Seventh Prince was not someone they could afford to offend.
He Zhiliao shook his head slightly. He didn't think this sentence was that unpleasant. It seemed more like he was angry at the other person for not fighting back. Besides, the Seventh Prince was much more open-minded than Xu Xinran.
Harumi: "So, should we go back home now? Or go to the teahouse for some refreshments?"
When I get home, I practice calligraphy and read books in the house. I do this every day. Sometimes I feel bored and it's time to go out and relax.
The two of them walked towards the teahouse. As they walked, he paused slightly and looked around the shops, fearing that he would miss something he wanted to buy.
When the waiter saw them coming, he hurriedly nodded and bowed to invite them upstairs, asked them what snacks they wanted, and immediately went to prepare them.
"There are no fruits here that you like. Do you want me to buy some outside?" Harujian asked.
As he was asking, the waiter brought the snacks they had chosen. He Zhiliao shook his head to refuse. He was not in the mood to have the snacks at the moment and was afraid he would have to wait a little longer.
Drinking tea is a quiet thing. He Zhiliao didn't need anything, so Chun Jian just waited by the side. Soon, there was a knock on the door.
The force was very strong, as if he was filled with anger and wanted to break the door down, but he maintained courtesy and did not break in.
Haru Jian frowned and went to open the door. "Who on earth could be so cruel—Master He Yao?"
What is coming will eventually come.
He Yao pushed Chun Jian away and walked quickly towards He Zhiliao. The stinky mute who was always cautious and as insignificant as an ant actually dared to sit down and meet him at this moment!
It's really, extremely hateful!
"You still have the time to sit here and drink tea?" He Yao shouted angrily, "Do you know how badly Pei Ji has harmed me? He attacked the Zhao family with such fanfare, but did he ever consider my feelings?"
He didn't try to lower his voice, it was loud and resonant, and filled with immense anger, as if he wanted to kill him right away.
He Zhiliao was frightened by his roar and trembled. His heart began to beat violently and rushed forward, causing pain in his chest. He almost knelt down and begged for mercy like he did before, but he held back.
Why should her husband consider the He family's feelings when doing things?
"My parents have been begging you to let Pei Ji find a job for me, but you're so ungrateful that you refuse to help me. Pei Ji also refuses to help me. Do you think he refuses to help me? He refuses to help you! He doesn't even take you seriously! You're just a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy!"
He Zhiliao stood up and looked at him, her frail body trembling all over, but she raised her hand and slapped it hard at his face without any hesitation.
A crisp sound exploded in the private room, almost shattering the window paper.
He Yao didn't expect him to hit him, and the slap in the face made him feel completely dazed. He just stared at him blankly with a look of fear.
At this moment, the door of the private room was kicked open, and Song Shiyu and Yan Jingchun rushed in with their men. They protected He Zhiliao tightly behind them and cursed and scolded He Yao.
"What a shameless villain! How dare you attack me!"
"Sister-in-law, let me see your face..."
"I never knew the He family was so unruly. How could a younger brother lay hands on his elder brother?"
"Can you afford to anger the Pei family? It's truly despicable! The He family is such a poor parent!"
He Yao was confused by the series of accusations. It was clearly him who was beaten, so why was he the one who had to bear all the blame?
He stared at He Zhiliao, but saw that he was cowering in Yan Jingchun's arms as if he had suffered a great injustice, covering his unharmed face, and tears were about to fall.
For a moment, even He Yao himself doubted whether the slap he just received was an illusion. Was it not the other party who did it, but himself?
Chun Jian also cried at the right time, "Second Young Master, even if you look down on our Young Master, he is now the legitimate master of the Pei family. How can you hit him! Our Young Master has been submissive all these years. You can't bully him like you did in the Marquis' Mansion!"
"How despicable! Who are you? Where are the servants of the Marquis' Mansion? Why don't you take your young master back here? You are embarrassing yourself here!"
"Why are you being so polite! Get out of here!" Song Shiyu roared without any courtesy, "Go back to your Jing'an Marquis Mansion!"
He Yao had become a target of public outcry. He did not dare to linger any longer, fearing that these people would swarm over him and beat him up.
He left in disgrace with his servant.
"He doesn't dare to bother you again. Please continue to drink tea. If there is anything else, your sister-in-law will ask someone to call us." Yan Jingchun knew that he must be very embarrassed and ashamed at this moment, so it was not good to disturb him here.
He Zhiliao covered his face and nodded, looking unwilling to say or do anything.
Even someone as lively as Song Shiyu didn't dare to speak nonsense at this time. She took Yan Jingchun's arm and hurried away with her sisters, leaving An Jing back to him.
After everyone left, He Zhiliao put down his hand. His palm felt sore and swollen. His cheek, which he had been holding tightly, was now slightly red, looking rosy and cute, without a single scar.
"Young Master, you are a great actor!" Chun Jian quickly helped him sit down.
He Zhiliao took a deep breath, his whole body trembling, tears streaming down his face. He was afraid that he would develop a liking for slapping others in the face in the future.
It was his father who taught him bad things.
Harumi could understand his complicated emotions, so she held his hand tightly, silently comforting and accompanying him.
Teahouses are places frequented by the daughters and young masters of various wealthy families. Song Shiyu and the others knew about what happened today, and naturally everyone else knew about it as well. In the blink of an eye, the news spread everywhere.
They all started chatting about the affairs of the Jing'an Marquis Mansion, and every time they talked about it, they would tear off the fig leaf, which made everyone in the He family dare not go out on the street anymore, and they hid themselves with the door closed.
After Pei Ji learned about this, he hurried out of the palace without even asking for leave. He Zhiliao had already returned home to rest, and was still soundly asleep when he was woken up by him.
While I was asleep, I noticed that my head was twisting and my cheeks were itchy and numb, as if there was some twister bug.
【ah……】
"Well, I'm back." Pei Ji had already looked over his face and found no injuries. However, his hand was bandaged. "Did he hurt your hand?"
Chun Jian quickly replied weakly, "Master He Yao's face hit our Zhengjun's hand hard..."
Pei Ji felt helpless. Do you think I can't hear you when you say this?
"What about the rumors outside?" Pei Ji frowned.
Chun Jian glanced at his young master and explained the whole story. His young master didn't have a single scar.
Pei Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief, then pinched He Zhiliao's face and shook it, holding his hand and placing it on his chest. "I left the palace immediately after hearing about this. Can you feel my heartbeat to see if it's frantic?"
He Zhiliao smiled shyly as he touched his strong chest. His heart was indeed beating very fast. He felt distressed but also a little happy. He liked Pei Ji protecting him and thinking about him.
"Before I came back, I had already sent people to Jing'an Marquis' Mansion to arrest He Yao." Pei Ji said in a low voice.
He Zhiliao frowned slightly. He didn't need to do this. After all, He Yao did make trouble in front of him, but he didn't really bully him. Instead, he was slapped by him. He might be hiding in Zhuang Hongxiu's arms crying at this moment.
Pei Ji more or less understood what he meant. He lowered his eyes to look at He Zhiliao, his heartache visible in his eyes. His voice was low and hoarse, "Whenever I think of how you have been bullied by them in the past, my heart aches terribly. Can you just think of it as a way of venting your anger for my sake and let me do this?"
He couldn't help but think of his past life. At first, he didn't like He Zhiliao because of a misunderstanding, and he hated him, so he never cared about his situation. Later, he gradually developed feelings for him, and when he saw the other person's cautious look, he lost the courage to care.
Now that he finally has a chance to start over, let him make amends and compensate the other party for the grievances and humiliation they have suffered.
Otherwise, he couldn't imagine how anxious his mother-in-law would be if she saw him like this.
He Zhiliao nodded slightly, but there was one thing he wanted to make clear.
It's not that he still cares about the He family, he just doesn't want Pei Ji to cause trouble because of him, but the other party said that this is the only way to feel at ease, so he lets him feel at ease.
"Good boy." Pei Ji kissed his dry lips. "It's getting cold today, so don't try to eat the cold bowls anymore. Drink the chicken soup from the kitchen instead."
He Zhiliao nodded. He knew that the weather was getting colder and that autumn had arrived.
Pei Ji’s birthday is next month.
"That's good. Would you like a bowl of sweet soup? Or some preserved fruits and dried apricots?" Pei Ji listed his favorite foods. "Or do you want to sleep a little longer?"
【Tea. 】
Eating sweet and sour food right after waking up will make your mouth feel uncomfortable.
Chun Jian immediately brought the tea over, and Yuan Rong's voice happened to be heard outside the room, "Master, He Yao is here."
Pei Ji responded and looked down at him, "You take a rest, I'll go to the front yard first."
【ah. 】
good.
Pei Ji walked away, and when he passed through the yard, he deliberately brought the long sword he practiced with every day. He had to let He Yao know who was the master of the He family.
In the front yard.
He Yao was forced to kneel on the ground by Pei Ji's subordinates, with his hands tied behind his back. However, he did not dare to resist as usual and just sat there quietly.
"You're quite obedient?" Pei Ji approached. "I think He Hongan warned you before you came here not to contradict me. I don't think he knows that I brought you here today not to reason with you."
As he spoke, he stabbed He Yao's shoulder blade with a knife. The man who had been kneeling quietly suddenly let out a shrill scream, like a pig being slaughtered.
"It's so noisy." Pei Ji closed his eyes and touched his ears, his tone quiet and lazy.
The guard immediately picked up a fruit from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, and then all that could be heard was his whimpering.
Pei Ji chuckled, "If you make another sound, my knife will cut your throat directly. Do you want to try it?"
He Yao shook his head like crazy, tears streaming down his face, and even his eyes were filled with genuine pleading, as if to say that he would do anything as long as he could be let go.
Pei Ji nodded in pretense of satisfaction, "Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly spare your life."
"But didn't my Zhengjun beg like you before? He Yao, did you let him go?"
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