Chapter 248 Song Rouxi's Situation
Pei Ji thought for a moment and said, "This happened many years ago..."
Before he could finish, there was a knock on the door.
It was Wanxiang's voice, "Miss."
"What's wrong."
Wanxiang heard the sound, pushed the door open, and looked at Pei Ji warily before putting down the plate in her hand.
"I made you some noodles. You haven't eaten in a while."
Then she brought another bowl of noodles to Pei Ji and said, "This is for Master Pei." But her tone sounded uncomfortable.
Thinking of what Alin said at the door, Wanxiang couldn't help but think more. She always felt that the flowers she had carefully nurtured and grown had bloomed, and were about to be picked by someone else. Even if that person was Pei Ji, she felt reluctant.
In her heart, her young lady is the best person in the world.
"I understand. Thank you for your hard work."
Wanxiang shook her head. "I'm not tired. Miss has been taking care of Master Pei and leading everyone to fight together. Everyone is very worried about you."
This is indeed true. For the women in the boudoir of Song Dynasty, after witnessing such scenes, many men would be left with psychological trauma when they went to the battlefield to kill the enemy for the first time. Some of them would even be haunted by these nightmares in the middle of the night.
Outside the door were veterans who had been with the team for many years. They privately reminded Wanxiang to tell Song Ci not to rest too quickly. It would be better to wait until she was really sleepy before going to bed. This would be a good thing for her.
"Tell them not to worry, I'm fine."
"I'm awake now, it's my turn to take care of your young lady." Pei Ji suddenly spoke, and both the master and the servant were a little surprised.
Wanxiang immediately pursed her lips and said, "Mr. Pei, just take good care of yourself. I hope you won't get sick again, so as not to make the young lady worry."
"Evening fragrance."
"I'm sorry for my words. I'll take my leave now." She said she'd said it, but there wasn't a trace of guilt on her face. She pushed the door open and walked out with her neck stiff.
Song Ci pursed her lips and said, "I have spoiled this girl. She grew up with me since she was young. On the surface, we are master and servant, but in fact, she is no different from my sister."
Pei Ji laughed, "Since you spoiled her, and she's your sister, how could I blame her?"
Hearing the protective tone in her words, how could Pei Ji really care? Besides, what Wanxiang said was true. He had caused too much trouble for Song Ci.
But fortunately, as long as he is alive, he can pay it back slowly.
Pei Ji was still too weak. After eating half a bowl of noodles and talking a little, he looked a little tired. Song Ci got up and left, leaving the room to Pei Ji.
The door closed with a click, and Pei Ji felt a little disappointed when he saw the figure disappear in front of him.
He laughed at himself. Getting used to something like this was truly terrifying. After only a few days of being together, he couldn't bear to let her go. He wanted to keep her, to keep her by his side, to hold her tightly, not to let her leave.
This unprecedented possessiveness frightened him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly pressed his violently beating chest, and it took a long time for him to calm down in the house.
Of course, Song Ci didn't know these things.
After relaxing, she finally began to realize that something was wrong with her body. She raised her hand and smelled her clothes, and they all had a smell.
She has always been very clean and tidy, so she couldn't stand it and immediately asked for some hot water to wipe herself.
Now that we have just started to clean up, it is naturally not appropriate to trouble others to get hot water to shower and change clothes. I have to wait until I get back to take a proper shower.
She felt a little regretful and wiped her body gently with a towel. Some of her clothes and other things were lost on the way of escape. Now she could only continue to wear them. However, she couldn't help feeling deeply disgusted. No matter how miserable she was, she would never wear clothes with sour smell.
It really...damages the image.
After wiping it, he finally felt a little more relaxed. Standing in the corridor and looking at the stars in the night sky, Song Ci felt indescribably happy.
Just like the sky clears after the rain, everything finally returns to peace.
"Miss Song, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"
"Miss Song, you've worked hard. Go to bed early."
"Miss Song, if it weren't for you, there's no telling when this battle would end. We all admire you privately."
"Miss Song"
"Ms. Song..."
Song Ci was frightened by the series of Miss Songs and ran back into the house, then met the teasing gazes of Wanxiang and Tianer.
"Miss Song is extraordinary and heroic."
"I admire you."
They sang the same tune, making Song Ci so angry that she couldn't help but reach out and tickle them. "I let you talk about me, I let you talk about me! I'll punish you severely today."
Wanxiang was the first one who couldn't bear it anymore. She had too many flaws. She rolled around on the bed, her hair and clothes were messed up, and tears were hanging on her eyelashes. She looked like a pitiful and bullied person.
"Miss, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me. Ahhhhh... It's so itchy."
After enough of the commotion, the three of them lay on the bed, looking at the curtains above their heads. Tian'er muttered, "Finally, we can go back. Compared to the battlefield, I still prefer to help the young lady bully the people of the Song family."
Song Ci couldn't help but burst out laughing, "I'm also quite curious, what do you think, how is Song Rouxi now?"
.....
At this moment, Song Rouxi, who was far away in the capital, had just cried bitterly and locked herself in the room, refusing to go out.
No matter how others asked, she refused to tell what had happened.
She punched the pillow and covered her face with her hands, sobbing. Ling'er beside her thought for a moment and said, "Miss, if you continue like this, everyone around you will start to speculate about your relationship with the prince."
The people who made this guess couldn't be anyone else but Old Lady Song and Boss Song.
Seeing that Song Rouxi was about to lose the support of the Crown Prince, all the efforts and sacrifices in the early stage were in vain. Boss Song looked at her, the daughter who had been pampered to the sky and picked the stars and the moon, with a frown on his face.
What makes Song Rouxi even more sad is that Old Lady Song is now kinder to Song Ying than to herself.
Perhaps it was because Song Ying was about to get married, and the Liang family was of high status, so the way Old Lady Song had coaxed and pampered Song Rouxi in the past, she was now pampering Song Ying in the same way. How could Song Rouxi, who was so proud and arrogant, bear this?
No, she couldn't just give up on herself like this.
That day, she went out to make clothes. When she got off the carriage, she saw from afar that bitch Huan Yingsi and the prince drinking tea in a restaurant. They were chatting and laughing, and seemed to be getting along well.
This scene deeply hurt Song Rouxi's eyes. She wanted to go up to Huan Yingsi and fight with her, but she couldn't. After several lessons, she warned herself not to be impulsive, and not only not to be impulsive, but also to learn to be patient.
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