Chapter 85 What does Xiao Shen say about this?
Upstairs, Pei Heng's living room.
The temperature here is higher than downstairs, the floor heating is sufficient, and it is comfortable to walk barefoot on the soft carpet.
As Pei Heng entered the room, he took off the heavy blanket on his body and threw it on the coat rack. Wearing only a silk lining, he walked to the sofa and sat down tiredly.
He didn't actually feel much sadness or pain.
After all, he is only in his early twenties, and the memories of his past life are distant and vague to him.
In addition, in this life, Shen Shi was so good to him that it was difficult for him to associate the murderer who "might have killed him" with the person who loved him dearly.
It's more of a trance and unreal feeling.
Pei Heng raised his head and looked towards the door.
Shen Shi was still standing by the door and didn't come in immediately. The threshold seemed to have become an insurmountable boundary.
They were only half a room apart, but it felt like there was a hazy fog between them.
In the mist, there is a deep sorrow.
Pei Heng patted the empty space on the sofa beside him and said in a slower voice, "Yun Qing, come here."
Shen Shi's eyes trembled as he looked at him in disbelief for a long time before he walked closer and slowly came to Pei Heng. He knelt on the carpet at his feet, leaned on his knees, and looked at Pei Heng with eyes filled with endless sadness.
Pei Heng reached out his hand and gently stroked his cold cheek with his fingertips. "I don't believe him. There must be a misunderstanding, right? Tell me..."
He deliberately put on a stern face and pulled out his trump card, "But if you still dare to hide it from me, I will really ignore you."
"no sooner said than done."
This trick works every time for Shen Shi.
A thicker mist welled up in Shen Shi's eyes, and he nodded gently, "Hmm..."
He held Pei Heng's hand that was caressing his face, leaned in close and held it tight, then stood up and leaned sideways into Pei Heng's arms.
Chen Shi finally began to recount the past that was soaked in blood and conspiracy. His voice was very soft and slow, as if he was peeling off an old scar that was so deep that the bone could be seen and had never healed.
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He started the story from the unfinished wedding in the Eastern Palace, when he returned to the capital as Shen Yunqing and to Pei Heng.
It talked about how they finally got married two years later, and about how three years later there were rumors in the court about His Majesty's intention to abdicate and the Regent's growing ambitions.
Talking about how the Regent threatened the lives of the entire Shen family, forcing him to choose between his family and His Highness...
Shen Shi's voice choked, "How could I possibly choose someone else? But... my bloodline is clashing. If my parents and family members die because of me, it will be detrimental to the East Palace."
"I can only pretend to agree... and secretly pass on the message to you. I want to use this opportunity to overthrow the Shen family, who have completely sided with the Regent, and clear the last obstacle for His Highness..."
His plan was a desperate one, seeking victory in the face of danger.
But he never expected that just after he agreed to be the regent's accomplice, the tragic news suddenly came from the palace that the emperor was seriously ill and in critical condition.
Everything happened so fast that it completely disrupted his plans.
The regent did not expect that the emperor would fall suddenly. He no longer made patient plans and simply took a risky move, taking advantage of the situation and directly forcing his way into the East Palace.
Thus, Chen Shi's pretended surrender accidentally turned into real betrayal in the sudden changes.
Without the defense map of the Eastern Palace he provided and the secret password to allow the rebels to pass through, it would have been impossible for the rebels to break into the Eastern Palace so easily.
...Your Highness would not be forced to drink the poisoned wine and fall on the road of bloody battle.
"...Later, His Highness passed away, His Majesty became seriously ill, and I..." Shen Shi's voice was so broken that he could barely form a sentence.
"I fought tooth and nail to stop the Regent and secretly plotted revenge until... Pei State was able to stabilize itself."
Shen Shi committed suicide and was buried with Pei Heng in the Prince's Mausoleum.
Until the day of his death, Shen Shi, who had defeated the Regent, still had doubts in his heart.
When His Majesty was seriously ill, why didn't the Regent take advantage of the situation to become the emperor, but instead forced the Crown Prince to abdicate, giving the new emperor an opportunity to take advantage of the situation?
This question that troubled him until his death finally seems to have some answers today.
If the Princess and the new Emperor Pei Lin had colluded...
The eldest princess's failed attempt to force the emperor to abdicate may have been to pave the way for Pei Lin and divert attention and hatred from all parties.
Only then could Pei Lin finally gain the advantage in the conflict between him and the Regent.
Shen Shi's analysis came out slowly, his voice so soft, but Pei Heng seemed to feel his despair, struggle, helplessness, and the heart-wrenching pain and self-blame through hundreds of years.
"So that's how it is."
After listening to this, Pei Heng stroked his thin back with his palm.
He lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against the side of Shen Shi's wet face, "I'll go find Su Muzhe. He's actually quite powerful. Maybe he can find a way to help me recall that memory."
"Before that...you are not allowed to have any random thoughts or hide from me."
Shen Shi nodded, curled up in his arms, but held him so tightly, with unspeakable obsession hidden in his moist eyes.
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As the Chinese New Year approached, Su Muzhe appeared at the gate of Pei Garden carrying his iconic black suitcase.
He was wearing a thick down jacket and a scarf covering half of his face. He was led to the study by the servant, where he saw Young Master Pei sitting cross-legged on the carpet with several exquisite wooden boxes spread out in front of him. Inside were various diaries he had kept from childhood to adulthood, sorted into different categories.
Pei Heng was flipping through his elementary school diary, his brows slightly furrowed.
Hearing footsteps, Pei Heng raised his head and saw it was Su Muzhe.
"You're finally here."
Su Muzhe placed the suitcase on the desk beside him, took off his coat, revealing the ironed shirt and vest underneath, his tone as casual and irritating as ever.
"Master Pei, I'm really unhappy to serve you. Nothing good ever happens when you come here."
Pei Heng closed the diary in his hand and put it back into the box, then turned around and looked at Su Muzhe head-on, with his hands resting on the carpet behind him, looking unusually serious and earnest.
"What a coincidence! I don't like seeing you either."
"But I need you to do something for me right now. And you can't tell my parents about this."
Su Muzhe raised an eyebrow: "?"
"But it's your father who pays me." Su Muzhe said very professionally.
Pei Heng: “…”
Pei Heng took a deep breath, as if he had made a great decision, and his tone was solemn.
"This is very important. It concerns my lifelong happiness."
Su Muzhe: “???”
His eyes subconsciously and extremely quickly glanced down.
"Oh... That's really sad, but I might not be very professional... What does Xiao Shen say about this?"
Pei Heng: “?”
What is this person saying?
Pei Heng looked down and immediately got angry. He grabbed the cushion at hand and threw it at Su Muzhe, his ears turning red with anger.
"Su Dazui, where are you looking? Can you put some healthy thoughts into your mind?"
Su Muzhe nimbly turned his head to avoid the cushioned attack, pushed his glasses, and returned to his serious psychiatrist appearance, "Okay, so that's not it."
"So, Master Pei, what do you mean by lifelong happiness?"
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