Chapter 182 I wish you were my mother
Seeing that his handwriting was quite neat, Ji Shu asked with a smile, "Would you like to write your name for your sister?"
He picked up a calligraphy brush and carefully wrote three large characters: "Pei Qinghe".
The moment the character "Pei" was written on the paper, Ji Shu's expression changed. When he finished writing all three characters, she was completely stunned.
Her gaze lingered on those three words for a long time, then slowly turned to him. Only then did she realize with a start that the child's features were so similar to her own. How come she hadn't noticed it yesterday?
When she first led him in, Xiao De remarked, "I thought he was a relative of yours; his features are just like yours."
I didn't pay attention at the time, but now that I think about it carefully, and then I think about the person who was sitting in the carriage just now.
Suddenly, she felt dizzy and disoriented. She barely managed to hold onto the table to keep from collapsing.
At this moment, Chunzhi and Ying'er walked in from outside. Seeing the exquisitely beautiful child sitting on the chair, they became interested and went over to take a closer look.
"My lady, whose child is this? He's far too beautiful."
Surrounded by two women, Pei Qinghe blushed slightly with embarrassment and said in a coquettish voice, "I'm a boy, so I can't say it's pretty!"
Chunzhi's heart melted, and she quickly coaxed, "Yes, yes, you're a boy, so how about saying Junxiu?"
Ying'er noticed her mistress's absent-mindedness and asked with concern, "Shu'er, what's wrong?"
Ji Shu paused for a moment, then forced a smile. "Oh, it's nothing. I was just thinking about the patient I saw today."
"You all play with him for a while. I'm a little tired today, I'm going inside to rest."
Chunzhi hurriedly agreed.
Only Ying'er glanced thoughtfully at Ji Shu's retreating figure.
She sat in the room where herbs were stored, surrounded by their fragrance. The room, which usually brought her peace of mind, now felt suffocating, and her mind was in turmoil.
Hearing the clear, childlike voices outside, accompanied by Chunzhi's gentle coaxing, she couldn't help but close her eyes tightly.
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As the meal drew to a close, and still no one came to take Pei Qinghe back, Ji Shu's heart skipped a beat.
Only now did she realize that it wasn't Qinghe who wanted to come over, but clearly it was him.
He clearly knew where she was all along, so why did he send the child over? What was his purpose?
At the dinner table, Chunzhi secretly observed her wife's expression. She and Ying'er already knew, especially when the young master said his surname was Pei, what else did they not understand?
The child's father came looking for him, but the man hadn't shown up yet, considering his current identity.
Chunzhi and Ying'er exchanged a glance and simultaneously gasped in surprise.
Pei Qinghe saw the beautiful woman and noticed that she was no longer as happy as before after learning his name. He silently poked at the rice in his bowl.
She couldn't help but bite her lip and ask, "Sister Sheng, did I make you angry? Are you unhappy that I came to play with you?"
Ji Shu suddenly looked up and saw that his eyes were filled with tears. She felt a pang of sadness in her heart and raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were about to fall.
She said softly, "How could I be? Qinghe coming here is the happiest time of my life in recent years. How could I not be happy?"
"Sister..." Hearing him address her like that, her heart ached, but she still said, "Sister, I was just wondering why your father hasn't come to pick you up yet, so late?"
"Aren't you afraid I'm a bad guy who'll kidnap you?!"
Pei Qinghe smiled through her tears, "Father has been quite busy these days, leaving early and returning late every day, and I've gotten used to it."
Hearing this, Ji Shu couldn't help but furrow her beautiful brows and inquire about his life over the years, "Is it like this every day? Then who takes care of you?"
Chunzhi and Ying'er also quietly pricked up their ears to listen.
He said nonchalantly, "Granny Fu has taken care of me since I was little, as have the palace maids. I also go to play with my grandmother from time to time."
Completely unaware that he had revealed his identity, Ying'er and Chunzhi had any doubts about him at this moment.
Ji Shu remembered that man's identity. The peace and prosperity of the world was thanks to him, but the child was still so young.
He glanced at the darkening sky outside the window, figuring the person wouldn't come to pick him up, and said, "Then come home with me tonight and sleep with me, okay?"
Pei Qinghe nodded hurriedly, as if afraid she would change her mind, and added, "I'm a very good sleeper."
Ji Shu smiled and, seeing that he had finished eating, said, "Go have fun, I'll pack up and we'll go back together."
After he ran off to play by himself, Chunzhi couldn't help but ask, "Is he really... a young master?"
Ji Shu nodded and sighed helplessly, "I never expected him to come here."
"It's all my fault, so let him stay by my side for a few days while he's still here."
Ying'er saw that the child was lively and active, with fair and handsome features, and exquisitely sculpted eyebrows and eyes.
I'm afraid anyone who meets him will fall in love with him.
After dinner, the group packed up and left by carriage to return to their residence. Only after the carriage had driven far away did the lights on the second floor of the teahouse not far away go out.
Pei Yanzhi was the first to walk out and stand by the window, looking at the now silent Guangmin Hall.
Night fell over the long street, and all was peaceful.
Wu Yang stopped behind him and whispered, "My lord, just as you predicted, the Prince of Qin has been secretly maintaining contact with the former subordinates of Empress Dowager Song."
Pei Yanzhi continued to stare at the street corner where the carriage had disappeared, and after a long while said, "Continue to monitor him secretly and find out what he really intends to do."
"yes."
After a moment of silence, Wu Yang asked in a low voice, "My lord, aren't we going to bring the young master back?"
He only learned in the afternoon that the pharmacy in front was actually owned by his wife. What surprised him even more was that his lord had restrained himself.
I did not approach them to acknowledge them, but only watched silently from the teahouse until this moment.
Pei Yanzhi twirled the ring on his finger, pausing slightly: "No need. Send someone to follow her; it's not safe for a few women to travel alone at night. And while we're at it...we'll see where she lives."
"Yes." Wu Yang withdrew silently.
It was past 5 PM when Ji Shu carried the baby, who had been bathed and cleaned, to bed. Looking at his slightly damp hair, she took a cotton handkerchief from the side and carefully wiped it dry.
Pei Qinghe played all day long. Children are energetic, but they inevitably feel sleepy.
Sensing Ji Shu's faint fragrance, he murmured sleepily, "Sister Sheng, I wish you were my mother..."
Ji Shu paused, then quickly regained her senses and asked softly, "Why do you say that?"
Pei Qinghe's eyes were misty, and his voice gradually lowered: "My Emperor... my grandmother always told me that my mother died when she gave birth to me, but every time I ask my father, he is unwilling to talk about my mother."
After saying that, he sighed, as if he were an adult.
She added, "When I met you the other day, I told my father, 'Sister Sheng, I like being with you. I also have an older brother at home.'"
"Would you like to marry my brother? That way I can come and play with you every day."
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