"friend?"

Pei Wenxuan listened to Li Rong's words and seemed to find them unbelievable, so he repeated them.

Then he asked again: "Do you have friends like you and me?"

Li Rong didn't expect him to ask so directly. She felt a little embarrassed for a moment. She stood up and waved her hand, saying, "Forget it. I was just saying it casually. Don't take it to heart. You should go back and have a rest first. I still have some memorials to review. I'll go back later."

Having said that, Li Rong sat down in front of the desk. Pei Wenxuan had his back to her, still maintaining his original posture. He didn't say a word, as if he was trying hard to control his emotions. Li Rong also forced herself not to think too much. She opened the letter and cast her eyes on the words on it, regretting her impulsiveness.

Many things can be resolved if you don't say anything and I don't say anything, so why does she have to say it?

Li Rong lowered her eyes to look at the memorial, not daring to look around. After a long while, she heard Pei Wenxuan stand up. Pei Wenxuan had his back to her. After a pause, he suddenly said, "Your Highness, we will not be friends."

Li Rong looked up at Pei Wenxuan, and saw Pei Wenxuan turned around and looked at Li Rong, saying calmly: "Your Highness has something to ask for, and so do I. Your Highness wants my humble servant to be considerate and caring, and I can give it to you, but what I want is not the word 'friend' that Your Highness is talking about."

As he spoke, Pei Wenxuan walked up to Li Rong. Li Rong looked up at the young man standing in front of her, whose face showed no emotion. He was wearing a plain shirt that he wore at home, and his hair was half-tied up with a jade hairpin and draped behind him. He was thin, with broad shoulders and a long neck. His usually gentle eyes and brows had lost their smile, and he actually looked a bit more ethereal.

They stared at each other for a moment, and then Pei Wenxuan stretched out his hand, without hesitation, and decisively overturned the letter on Li Rong's desk again!

The memorials were scattered all over the floor. Li Rong looked at Pei Wenxuan in shock. Pei Wenxuan had no expression on his face: "I don't pick up memorials for my friends. Your Highness, please pick them up yourself."

After saying that, Pei Wenxuan turned around and walked away gracefully. When he was out of the door, Li Rong hadn't recovered yet. Jinglan entered the room and said respectfully, "Your Highness, I just heard something happen in the room... What's going on?!"

Jinglan looked at the scattered memorials on the ground with a look of shock on her face: "This... this was made by the Prince Consort?"

As she spoke, Jinglan hurried forward, stretched out her hand to check on Li Rong and said, "Your Highness, the Prince Consort did hit you, are you okay?"

"No," Li Rong finally came to her senses after listening to Jinglan's question. She looked at the memorial on the ground, and then realized what Pei Wenxuan had done. She frowned, "Tell me, am I too nice to him?"

Jinglan froze, and Li Rong immediately became furious. She said angrily, "Send an order to have the consort copy the palace rules he learned before the marriage again, and he must follow the rules when greeting me in the future!"

"Your Highness..." Jinglan hesitated, "Isn't this too hurtful?"

"Feelings? What kind of feelings do I have with him?! Let him copy!"

Li Rong said, pointing to the memorial on the ground: "Pick it up."

Jinglan knelt beside him and collected the memorials. She advised, "Your Highness, the Prince Consort is already busy, and it's getting late. You still want him to copy the palace rules. I don't know when he will finish copying them."

"copy!"

Li Rong gritted her teeth and said, "If I don't set some rules for him, he will be lawless!"

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Jinglan hesitated for a moment and could only say, "It's good as long as Your Highness doesn't feel bad."

"I feel bad?" Li Rong sneered, "It's a joke!"

Jinglan looked at her helplessly, put away the letter, and said respectfully, "I will pass the message on now."

Having said that, Jinglan retreated. She asked Jingmei to prepare a bowl of calming soup for Li Rong, and then went to Pei Wenxuan's study.

She asked Tong Ye to inform her that she was coming. After entering the room, she had just bowed when she heard Pei Wenxuan reviewing the memorial and saying, "Tell me, how do you want to punish the princess?"

Jinglan was a little embarrassed for a moment, but she could only tell the truth: "His Highness asked the Prince Consort to copy the palace rules given to him before the marriage, and to pay respect to His Highness according to the rules in the future."

"Anything else?"

Pei Wenxuan asked calmly. Jinglan hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "Prince consort, I'm going to say something I shouldn't say. The princess is just angry now. If you really copy it, I'm afraid the princess will only be more angry. You'd better go back now and say a few good words to His Highness. His Highness is soft-hearted..."

"Back off."

Pei Wenxuan said calmly: "The princess taught me that I should copy it."

"The Prince Consort has so many things to do..." Jinglan wanted to save the situation, but then she heard Pei Wenxuan say, "It's okay."

As he spoke, Pei Wenxuan took the palace rules from the side, opened the one written specifically for the prince consort, and took out a piece of paper and spread it aside. He took a pen with his left hand, reviewed the memorials with his right hand, and copied the palace rules with his left hand.

Jinglan was stunned for a moment, and then she heard Pei Wenxuan say, "Go down."

Jinglan: “…”

Seeing Pei Wenxuan copying books with one hand and reviewing memorials with the other, Jinglan could no longer persuade him and could only go back.

After returning, Li Rong was drinking the soothing soup while reviewing the memorials. When she heard Jinglan coming back, she asked without even looking up, "Did you tell the prince consort to copy the palace rules?"

Jinglan was embarrassed: "I have given you the order."

"Does he know he's wrong?"

"The Prince Consort said that he should indeed copy more palace rules and regulations. He fully understands your highness's efforts."

Li Rong paused, she looked up at Jinglan who was lying with her eyes wide open, hesitated for a moment, frowned and asked, "Is he free?"

Now that he has just returned, he must be very busy. As for copying the palace rules, he should either not do it or come over and have another quarrel with her. But he just copied them like this?

Jinglan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and could only say, "The Prince Consort writes with his left hand and reviews memorials with his right hand, so he didn't have any time to waste."

Li Rong: “…”

For a moment, she actually admired Pei Wenxuan a little.

Li Rong thought about it and since it didn't interfere with her business, she ignored Pei Wenxuan and just focused on her own business.

The two of them were busy until midnight. After Li Rong finished the last thing in her hands, she finally got up and went back.

She was so busy that she was a little confused. She almost forgot about the quarrel with Pei Wenxuan just now. She yawned and returned to the room. As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Pei Wenxuan wearing a single shirt, which was washed cleanly, kneeling upright at the door. When Li Rong came in, he raised his hand to his forehead, kowtowed and said, "Your Highness, your humble servant respectfully welcomes you."

Li Rong was startled by him, and then she remembered that this was indeed the etiquette that the prince consort should perform towards the princess under formal circumstances.

It's just that since they got married, she has never made things difficult for Pei Wenxuan. Today, she suddenly asked Pei Wenxuan to act according to etiquette, which scared her.

Fortunately, she reacted very quickly. After coughing lightly, she walked in and said, "Get up."

After Pei Wenxuan knelt down to express his gratitude, he bowed and stood up, then waited beside Li Rong.

Li Rong tried to find something to say while washing up, and said awkwardly, "Have you finished copying the palace rules?"

"Princess, I have finished copying."

"I heard you can write with your left hand," Li Rong laughed, trying to lighten the mood, "I didn't know that before."

Pei Wenxuan replied expressionlessly: "Your Highness has never punished me for copying the palace rules before."

Li Rong: “…”

Li Rong was angry because he refused to come down the stairs twice. She simply stopped talking, lowered her eyes, washed her face, and went straight to the bed.

The windows have been heated and brought a bit of warmth, but I don't know if it was ironed by the heater or warmed by people.

Li Rong was too lazy to care about these things, so she closed her eyes and went to sleep. After Li Rong lay down, Pei Wenxuan turned off the light, went to the side of the bed, covered herself with the quilt, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Li Rong closed her eyes and slept for a while, but she couldn't fall asleep. But when she was asked to speak, she got angry again.

She didn't say anything wrong. He was the one who said he wanted to be friends at the beginning, and he was the one who was having unfaithful thoughts now. She had already given him enough opportunities, but he still wanted to compete with her. Did he think she was easy to bully?

How could she not know his little tricks? They had been living in peace for such a long time, but suddenly he wanted to take action against her. It was just that he was provoked by Su Rongqing's incident and was afraid that she would lose her position.

There is affection, but there are also some interests involved, so he is naturally willing.

But she is not happy, what's wrong with that?

The more Li Rong thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She wanted to say something, but she held it back.

At this moment, the person behind her suddenly put his hand over her as if he was fast asleep, pulled her into his arms, and let Li Rong lean on his chest.

He said nothing and just hugged Li Rong quietly.

Li Rong didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little sour and aggrieved because of this person.

“Pei…”

"Sleep, don't be friends, don't always think of things to talk to me about."

Pei Wenxuan closed his eyes and spoke three sentences decisively, making Li Rong so angry that she felt dizzy. She reached out to push Pei Wenxuan, but Pei Wenxuan simply used both hands, without even opening his eyes, to hold her tightly in his arms.

Li Rong struggled for a while with her hands and feet. Although this man was a scholar, he was extremely strong. After struggling for a long time, there was no movement. Then she heard Pei Wenxuan say leisurely: "There is a spare sword inside. Either you pull it out and stab me to death, or you can sleep well."

Li Rong was tired and was planning to take a rest, but when she heard what he said, she immediately became so angry that her vision went dark.

She found that Pei Wenxuan was really capable. Every time when she was about to take a break, he would irritate her with a single word. However, she was really tired. Thinking of the morning court tomorrow, she just said, "Okay, if you have the ability, you wait."

Pei Wenxuan didn't say anything. Li Rong was entangled by him like a vine. After a while, Li Rong fell asleep.

Pei Wenxuan raised the corners of his mouth in the dark night, buried his head in her shoulder, and chuckled.

The two of them slept until dawn. As usual, Li Rong was awakened by Pei Wenxuan when he was helping her put on her clothes. She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw Pei Wenxuan sitting beside the bed and helping her put on her clothes. She was dazed for a moment, then immediately remembered what happened last night and shouted, "How dare you not salute me!"

She intended to torment Pei Wenxuan, and according to the rules, Pei Wenxuan had to kneel beside her bed in the early morning to greet her and wake her up.

Pei Wenxuan heard her words and said calmly: "I just did it, but Your Highness fell asleep. If it's not enough, I will do it again."

"If I didn't see it, I didn't salute."

Li Rong replied immediately, and Pei Wenxuan looked up at her. His expression showed no joy or anger, but there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

He nodded: "Okay."

Having said that, he let go and stood up. Li Rong was half dressed and suddenly felt a little cold. She wrapped the quilt tighter and sat cross-legged on the bed, watching Pei Wenxuan kowtow to her.

It was a great pleasure to see Pei Wenxuan unhappy when she was angry. When Li Rong saw Pei Wenxuan bowing, her mood immediately improved. Pei Wenxuan was quite happy to hear her say "no need to bow" and then stood up. Then she saw Li Rong sitting on the bed with a mess of hair, wrapped in a quilt, and a very smug look on her face.

It was rare to see Li Rong like this, and Pei Wenxuan couldn't help laughing out loud, and for a moment he couldn't get angry with her. Li Rong heard his laughter, turned around, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"No, I just think His Highness is very cute."

Pei Wenxuan said this and went back to the bed to help Li Rong put on her clothes.

Li Rong did not dare to mention what happened last night to him again. She let him help her put on her clothes and wash up, and then she went out.

The winter chill enveloped Huajing. As soon as Li Rong went out, the cold wind blew towards her. Fortunately, Pei Wenxuan stepped in front of her in advance, so it was not so cold.

"I will shield your Highness from the wind."

Pei Wenxuan walked in front and explained respectfully to Li Rong. Li Rong nodded and allowed Pei Wenxuan to walk in front of her.

Li Rong went out and saw Xun Chuan waiting beside the carriage. Xun Chuan escorted her to the carriage. Before Li Rong got into the carriage, she suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "Xun Chuan."

Xun Chuan turned around in confusion and saw Li Rong smiling at her: "I thought about your question yesterday and now I have an answer."

"There is no inherent justice in this world. Justice needs to be maintained by people. It is regrettable to suffer injustice, but isn't it what you and I should do to change the current situation?"

Xun Chuan heard this and looked up at Li Rong standing in the carriage with a faint smile on her lips: "So, Your Highness, do you want to change?"

"If I have the ability," Li Rong tilted her head slightly, with a hint of pride in her eyes, and smiled softly, "Why not?"

"This world belongs to the young, and even more so to the strong. If Lord Xun is dissatisfied, why don't you just become the one who makes the rules?"

"Your Highness is right." Xun Chuan smiled. She looked up at Li Rong with a gleam in her eyes.

Li Rong rolled up the curtain and entered the carriage. She saw Pei Wenxuan looking down at a memorial. Li Rong sat beside him and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Well, I still have to thank you for last night."

"No need," Pei Wenxuan raised his head and smiled slightly, "I said something wrong last night. If possible, it would be better for Your Highness to forget those words."

"I am not that kind to my friends. Your Highness, remember my comfort. I feel that I have suffered a loss."

Li Rong: “…”

She felt that her understanding of Pei Wenxuan was still a little shallow.

Not only is he narrow-minded, he's also very generous.

At that time, it was widely rumored in the court that King Pei Yan was narrow-minded and mean, and his reputation was indeed worthy of praise.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Jinglan: "Your Highness, the order to copy the palace rules has been passed on to the Prince Consort."

Li Rong: "Is the Prince Consort willing to admit his mistake?"

Jinglan: "No, the prince consort has unlocked the skill of writing with both hands, and said he can copy ten more books."