Chapter 46 Congratulations to the old couple
The short vacation brought by the competition was fleeting.
Mr. Ji Huaiyuan kept his promise with Shen Shi and did not let the storm pass quietly.
The Calligraphy Association officially issued an announcement, which not only publicly clarified the cheating incident in the competition, but also revoked the results of the competition and grandly returned the championship honor that should have belonged to Pei Heng to him.
Pei Heng's name, along with his stunning works, has truly become famous in the calligraphy world and has become a leader among the younger generation.
On the day of returning to school, the Lishui Bay Villa was filled with a strong sense of reluctance to leave.
Wen Desheng almost stuffed Pei Heng's suitcase into a treasure chest, from carefully packed snacks to new warm clothes, no matter how big or small.
He repeatedly confirmed the winter vacation time with Taifu Yan Ke in the group, and personally prepared a farewell banquet that was comparable to a Manchu and Han banquet.
Ling Yue enjoyed the meal very much. He sat at the table, eating contentedly and expressing his admiration for Eunuch Wen's cooking skills with his actions.
Back to the familiar dormitory building.
The moment you open the door.
"Bang!"
With a slight sound, colorful confetti fell down.
"Congratulations to Pei Hengheng for winning the National Calligraphy Competition! Well-deserved!"
Zhou Jingming held up an empty ribbon cannon, his smile as bright as the sun and his voice loud.
Pei Heng was stunned by this sudden welcome ceremony, and then he couldn't help laughing, his eyebrows curved, and his pride was also tinged with warmth.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Yu fired the second shot, "Let us congratulate this old couple on finally getting married, and wish them a long and happy marriage!"
Shen Shi stood beside Pei Heng and couldn't help laughing.
Pei Heng's ears felt slightly hot, and he pushed the small suitcase in his hand over: "The ceremony is over! The gifts and specialties I brought for you, shut up."
Zhou Jingming shouted, "Oh, I'm so embarrassed," and began to unpack the suitcase skillfully, while still bargaining.
"If you're single, you need to treat me to a meal. Since you're all going to eat together, you should treat me to at least two meals! One meal isn't enough!"
Pei Heng could only nod in agreement, "Okay, okay, two meals is two meals."
He leaned closer to Shen Shi and lowered his voice, "Did you tell them? I don't think I've let anything slip yet?"
Shen Shi smiled and shook his head, pointing to Ling Yue who was trying hard to reduce his presence.
Ling Yue stood straight in an instant, like a javelin, but his eyes wandered for a moment.
Pei Heng: “…”
Okay.
The secret guards' words are sometimes quite loose.
—
The final prize of the competition was delivered quickly by a special person.
Ling Yue was responsible for signing for it and brought the quaint and elegant rosewood box back to the dormitory.
Zhou Jingming and Chen Yu both came over, their eyes filled with excitement.
This is a real cultural relic, a rare item that can usually only be seen through glass in museums!
When the box was opened, there was an authentic calligraphy, a white jade dragon paperweight, and a jade ring bestowed by the emperor.
Authentic calligraphy works and white jade paperweights are all priceless rare treasures.
However, when Pei Heng's eyes fell on the jade ring lying in the groove of the brocade, his heart was truly touched.
The jade ring is of simple style, crystal white all over, with extremely fine, naturally formed cloud patterns on the ring surface.
It lies there quietly, carrying a call that spans thousands of years.
Pei Heng reached out and gently picked up the jade ring.
The cool touch spread from my fingertips, strangely familiar.
He tried to put it on his index finger and it was the exact size.
When the ring was put on the base of his finger, Pei Heng's eyes were dazed for a moment.
It was as if countless blurry fragments flashed through my mind rapidly, but I couldn't grasp any clear picture.
It made his heart sink slightly, and his eyes became a little deeper.
Shen Shi stood beside him and gently held his finger wearing the jade ring.
Pei Heng came back to his senses and looked up into Chen Shisheng's gentle eyes. The inexplicable heaviness in his heart gradually subsided.
He raised the corners of his lips, lowered his head, and gently kissed the back of Shen Shi's hand, "I must have liked this before."
Shen Shi chuckled, "Yes, it has been following you."
On the contrary, Ling Yue, who was standing aside, looked at the familiar jade ring on Pei Heng's finger with an expression that seemed a little strange.
His eyes were complicated and filled with deep nostalgia.
Chen Yu noticed it keenly, "What's wrong with you? Is there anything special about this ring?"
Ling Yue came back to his senses, and a rare look of regret appeared on his face, which usually had no expression.
"In the past, Your Highness could use this ring to command the entire Xuanying Dark Guard Battalion, and no one dared to disobey."
He paused, his voice lowering, "Now... I am the only one left, still accompanying His Highness."
Pei Heng: “…”
He was silent for two seconds, "Luckily you're the only one left."
He raised his hand wearing the jade ring and waved it in front of Ling Yue. "Otherwise, if I wear this thing and command a group of elusive secret guards, I will be a gangster."
Ling Yue: “…”
He opened his mouth and wanted to retort that the Xuanying Guards were so noble and glorious that they were no match for the underworld.
But seeing Pei Heng tilting his head with an expression that said "Just try and talk back if you dare", he finally swallowed his words and lowered his head silently.
"Your Highness is right."
Times have changed.
Just one of him is enough. If there are more, it will easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
—
The nights in late autumn are getting cooler.
The evening breeze blows through the half-open window. A night like this is perfect for sleeping in each other's arms and exchanging tender kisses in the warm quilt.
Pei Heng didn't take off the jade ring. The cold jade pressed against his fingers. In the warmth of their skin, he rubbed Shen Shi's warm waist with his fingers maliciously, and said in a lazy and coquettish voice, "My hands are so cold."
Shen Shi trembled slightly at his cold fingertips, and his breathing became heavier.
He hugged Pei Heng, his warm lips pressed against his earlobe, and the corner of his lips pressed against Pei Heng's earlobe, "Hubby, I'm cold too..."
As he spoke, he deliberately rubbed Pei Heng's sensitive neck with the tip of his slightly cool nose.
Pei Heng felt numb from being rubbed by him.
The evil-minded Pei Maomao wanted to play a trick on someone, but he forgot that the other person was a more cunning fox.
The result was that he was taken care of by Chen Shi in a warmer and more considerate way, and his whole body, from fingertips to the tip of his heart, was ironed warm.
In the end, I was squeezed dry and didn't even have the strength to move a finger.
Before he lost consciousness, Pei Heng thought vaguely that there seemed to be something he forgot to tell Shen Shi before going to bed.
It’s that thing...that thing I wanted to say after I got the calligraphy.
He hugged Shen Shi's warm body and fell into a deep sleep.
—
This time, Pei Heng had another dream.
Perhaps it was the jade ring, or perhaps it was the contact with things from his previous life in recent days, the scene of the East Palace in Pei Heng's dream was no longer blurry.
He found himself in the familiar bedroom again, with its carved beams and painted buildings and low-hanging curtains.
The air was filled with the familiar scent of ambergris, and beneath me lay a soft, silken quilt that felt incredibly real.
He looked down and saw the person beneath him.
For some reason, Pei Heng always felt that the passionate eyes had changed. They were no longer like the beautiful eyes of Chen Shi that he had dreamt of many times before.
He wanted to reach out and cover those eyes that were too alluring.
The scene suddenly changed.
It is no longer a deep palace with high walls, but a vast grassland.
The sky is high and the clouds are vast, the wind blows through the grass tips, and the horse's hooves step on the green grass.
He and this man seemed to have spent some time away from the palace.
He rode his horse, and beside him was a figure also riding a horse.
The man had a high ponytail, wore neat riding clothes, and had a carefree smile on his face.
In the suburbs, by the campfire, the warmth of the strong liquor dispelled the night chill.
I don’t know who approached first, their breaths intertwined and their eyes were locked.
His emotions were like a prairie fire, and as he was tossed by the waves, he heard his own voice, calling out to the person beneath him...
"Shen Yunqing."
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