Chapter 277 Their eagerness for gossip is written all over their faces.
The air was silent; even Yan Hu and Shi Tou stopped playing.
Although they couldn't understand what Xie Yunqi was mumbling, Xie Yunqi's erratic dancing, followed by an angry shout in the air and then bursting into laughter, was really bizarre no matter how you looked at it!
Sheng Sheng stood there for a long time, not daring to move, afraid that if she walked over, she would also become a part of Xie Yunqi's stage.
Xie Yunqi, engrossed in the moment, burst into laughter and then confidently turned around: "So, was my guess right?"
These words were clearly directed at Xiao Jiuzhu, but Xie Yunqi felt that Xiao Jiuzhu was probably stunned by his lifelike performance. He saw Xiao Jiuzhu give him a deep look but didn't say anything.
Xie Yunqi became increasingly smug. Could it be that he had the potential to become a storyteller? How could a casual performance have managed to amaze people?
In reality, Xiao Jiuzhu simply didn't know what to say.
What should he say? Should he insincerely praise Xie Yunqi's performance as exceptionally good, or should he criticize him for being mentally unstable?
Sheng Sheng couldn't stand it any longer, so she ran over and said, "Fifth Brother, didn't you say you were curious about how the vegetables at Jingyue Pavilion looked? Let Afu take you to see them!"
Upon hearing this, Afu immediately went to greet him, saying, "Fifth Prince, please don't be so polite. The vegetables at Jingyue Pavilion are growing exceptionally well!"
"Hey, wait a minute, I haven't asked you properly yet!"
Sheng Sheng didn't dare give him a chance to ask clearly, and pushed and kicked him toward Afu: "Don't ask, Fifth Brother, go quickly."
"Hey, hey!"
After Xie Yunqi was forcibly taken away, Sheng Sheng felt the awkwardness in the air lessen and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Xie Yunqi, the person involved, is no longer here, Sheng Sheng can still almost see him dancing wildly there.
Even though he was alone, Xie Yunqi still gave her a feeling of "a chaotic dance of demons," mainly because his performance was so impressive.
Pei Ji raised an eyebrow: "The Fifth Prince is indeed... exceptionally gifted."
"Hahaha." Sheng Sheng chuckled dryly twice, quickly changing the subject, "By the way, Brother Pei Ji, I heard that Yan Hu has been going to Jingyue Pavilion a lot lately. What's Yan Hu doing here?"
When Yan Hu heard his name called, he raised his head and looked over.
Pei Ji answered truthfully, "Yan Hu? I was quite surprised at first when I found out that Yan Hu didn't go to the Shanglin Hunting Grounds with you. However, Yan Hu didn't do anything at Jingyue Pavilion, he just... well, watched?"
"ah?"
Sheng Sheng looked at Yan Hu with a puzzled expression. Yan Hu sat upright on the ground, tilted his head, and said, "Mmm."
Sheng Sheng didn't believe it. Yan Hu wasn't a gossipy little dog; how could he simply stand here and watch?
However, Sheng Sheng certainly wouldn't press Yan Hu for answers here; she planned to interrogate him properly later that night.
Xiao Jiuzhu walked over and asked Pei Ji, "How are you feeling?"
Pei Ji paused, then pursed his lips: "I understand, I was too impatient."
Haste makes waste, and skill takes time to develop. He should obediently listen to Xiao Jiuzhu and take things one step at a time.
Pei Ji was just a little afraid... afraid that his mother would not be doing well in Song Kingdom.
Xiao Jiuzhu's trip from the Song Kingdom this time, besides conveying Bai Meiren's longing, also brought some bad news.
The Song emperor was old and senile, and his many sons were vying for the throne.
Furthermore, with the Song court divided into several factions and fiercely fighting each other, Pei Ji always felt that a major event would erupt in the Song state in a few years.
Consort Yue, who was discovered not long ago, is one such example.
Consort Yue was a spy planted in the Yu Kingdom by the Song Kingdom. Out of consideration for the peace treaty previously signed between the two countries, the Yu Kingdom patiently sent people to demand an explanation. However, the Song emperor dismissed them with a casual remark: "He misjudged people and was misled by treacherous officials."
It is said that the treacherous minister mentioned by the Song emperor was indeed beheaded and punished, but no one knows the truth.
If even the ruler of a country is so confused, how long can the Song Kingdom remain peaceful?
That's why Pei Ji was so anxious.
Since he was not in the State of Song, he could not fully understand the situation, making it difficult for him to take action to protect himself.
Moreover, even if he were in the Song Kingdom, with his current abilities, could he really protect himself and his mother?
Xiao Jiuzhu patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements for your mother. I've said it before, if I couldn't guarantee her safety, why would I have come all this way here and stayed for so long?"
Pei Ji nodded, his heart calming down a little, and said solemnly, "Uncle Xiao, thank you."
"No need to thank me. This is something I wanted to do myself, not because of anyone's request." Xiao Jiuzhu joked. "If you really want to thank me, you should take the opportunity to persuade your mother to open her eyes and see how she could have fallen for such a muddle-headed old emperor."
Pei Ji hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself. He already knew that Bai Meiren was forced into the harem out of helplessness. After hearing the story of the two, he felt that his mother still had feelings for Xiao Jiuzhu, but had her own unspeakable reasons.
But since this was a matter between two elders, he didn't want to say anything, so he chose to remain silent.
“Clang clang clang…”
A rustling sound came from below, like mice gnawing on something.
Pei Ji looked down and saw Sheng Sheng holding a peach shortbread the size of half her face, munching on it like a little hamster with her cheeks puffed out.
At Sheng Sheng's feet, Yan Hu was also munching away, with crumbs falling out of his mouth with each bite.
There was also half a peach shortbread in front of the stone, but he couldn't bite into it, so he just licked it with his tongue to taste it.
The three little dumplings ate peach shortbread in different ways, but they watched the show in exactly the same way.
Especially Sheng Sheng, whose eyes were bright and piercing, his "eating melon" expression practically written all over his face.
Seeing that Pei Ji and Xiao Jiuzhu were not speaking, but instead looked at her, the little dumpling was anxious: "Why aren't you saying anything? Hurry up and say something."
Helpless, Pei Ji snatched the peach shortbread from her hand: "Where did you get this?"
"Hey." Sheng Sheng's gaze followed Tao Su as she answered, "A Fu just gave it to me."
These peach shortbreads were made by Afu this afternoon. Pei Ji doesn't like to have snacks with his tea, and Afu doesn't usually make them either. It was just a coincidence that Afu suddenly had the idea to make peach shortbreads today, and this little dumpling just happened to be there and ended up in the little dumpling's mouth.
Oh no, it went into the mouths of the three little guys.
After explaining, Sheng Sheng still stared longingly at the peach shortbread: "Brother Pei Ji, peach shortbread."
The little girl reached out to him for the half-eaten peach shortbread. Pei Ji suddenly felt like teasing her, so he put the hand holding the shortbread behind his back and sternly lectured her, "It's so late, it's not good to eat snacks. You're not allowed to eat any more."
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