Chapter 348 The Queen Sudden Illness
Walking into the corridor inside the palace, A Lin walked slowly, "Sir, everything has been arranged."
"Well, don't leave any handle."
"Master, rest assured, our people will not leave any evidence behind. We have already done the cleanup work."
"Yeah." He said no more.
About fifteen days later, news came from the palace that the Queen had suddenly fallen ill and was in a coma.
Pei Ji was playing chess with Song Ci, and the news was not hidden from her.
Song Ci: "Why did the Empress suddenly act like this? Did the Imperial Concubine do this? No, the Imperial Concubine shouldn't do this. She's already sitting on the Diaoyutai, so all she needs to do is wait. It wouldn't be wise to take action."
A Lin bowed and said, "The things I'm allergic to were presented to me by the imperial merchant recommended by the Imperial Concubine. After this incident, the Emperor requested a thorough investigation."
Song Ci glanced at him sideways, "You arranged it."
"Well, if they hadn't violated the taboo, they would have been the emperor for sure. Now, let alone becoming the emperor, it's still a question whether they can keep their lives."
Song Ci: "What kind of poison did the Queen get?"
Pei Ji: "Do you pity the Queen?"
Song Ci: "No, although I don't like the Queen, I don't want to cause trouble just because my uncle wants to be the Emperor."
Pei Ji's eyes warmed slightly: "You are so soft-hearted, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing. Don't worry, it's non-toxic, it's just that the queen has always been allergic to peanuts, so she only applied a little."
Song Ci felt relieved, raised her hand and placed a piece, the black piece cutting off the white piece's escape route, "Thank you."
Pei Ji glanced at the chessboard. "Is this how you thank me?"
Song Ci smiled and said, "If I let you win, you won't be happy either."
Pei Ji laughed and turned around to say, "Set the table. You can stay here for dinner today. I'll take you back later."
"good."
The two of them ate quietly. After dinner, Pei Ji sent Song Ci out of the Song family's house. On the way, he met the mysterious girl again. She smiled slightly and said, "Miss Song."
Pei Ji's face turned cold, "What are you doing here?"
Shao Qing: "Master, I heard that Miss Song is here, so I wanted to come and see her."
Pei Ji: "Greetings? In what capacity are you paying your respects? Are you the daughter of the Shao family? No need."
Shao Qing: "That must be the eldest young master's concubine. Miss Song, I know you are kind-hearted and will certainly be able to tolerate others. I beg you to take good care of her in the future. I am insignificant and my words are not taken seriously, so I will certainly listen to you."
Pei Ji said coldly, "Who said you are my concubine, madam?"
Shao Qing looked at him aggrievedly, "Master, the whole mansion agrees that I am your concubine. Don't you admit it?"
Pei Ji: "Of course I don't admit it."
Song Ci, who had been silent the whole time, smiled slightly. "Miss Shao, I will listen to him in everything. I won't get involved in your family's affairs. If he is willing to marry you, I will naturally be willing to accept you as well."
Shao Qing was so excited that he was about to kneel down, "Thank you..."
Just as she was halfway down to her knees, she was stopped by a pair of boots. She froze, "Young Master."
"Who allowed you to kneel down to my future wife? You are not my concubine. I know what you are planning. Don't think that you can succeed by forcing Song Ci to accept you. Go back and tell your wife that I don't agree with this. If you insist on forcing me, I will kick you out and see whether you can return to the Shao family or have the nerve to stay in the Pei family."
Shao Qing's face was covered with tear marks, her skin was white and she looked pitiful.
"Master, are you really going to force me to death?"
Pei Ji: "As long as you have some dignity, no one will force you." Then he took Song Ci's hand and walked out.
Song Ci remained quiet throughout the journey. When they got on the carriage, Pei Ji glanced at her and asked, "You are quite generous. If I agree, will you accept it?"
Song Ci smiled and said, "I know you won't agree, so don't worry."
Pei Ji's expression softened slightly. "They're so focused on stuffing people into my room, I can't stand it any longer."
Song Ci: "The beauty trap always works." It's just that he chose the wrong person. Pei Ji is not interested in women.
Pei Ji's eyes never left her face, as if he could see through her thoughts. He gently pinched her chin and approached her in astonishment, the rich scent of cedar lingering at her nose.
"Do you think I'm not interested in women?"
Song Ci lowered her eyes. Could this person be a fox spirit? How could he know everything?
Pei Ji suddenly smiled, his lips moving closer, almost touching Song Ci's earlobe, "It's not that I don't like women, it's just that I don't like other women."
The tips of Song Ci's ears were crimson, and the rubies on her earlobes swayed, reflecting an alluring color.
His eyes were deep and his Adam's apple moved. He took a step back to create distance. His usual indifference and aloofness were gone, and he was now more restrained.
As they got closer, Song Ci could feel the heat flowing through the other person's body even in the winter. The whole person was as red as a ripe shrimp, curled up together.
"I won't touch you before the wedding. Don't avoid me like a snake or scorpion."
Song Ci straightened her clothes and tried to remain calm, "I don't have any."
He denied it flatly, but his subconscious defensive action just now would not lie. Pei Ji's eyes were gentle.
I am looking forward to the wedding more and more.
Finally they arrived at the Song family. A doorman holding a lantern came to greet them at the door. Song Ci quickened his pace and walked into the mansion. The carriage slowly left.
She bathed and changed her clothes in one go. She sat sideways on the couch and Wanxiang wiped her hair.
Her hair was thick and black, like a waterfall. Wanxiang sighed: "The lady has taken good care of her hair. It is as white as silk."
Tian'er laughed at her: "Sister Wanxiang always puts a lot of hair oil on before going to bed at night."
Wanxiang glared at her: "It's easy to talk without any pain in your waist. The lady and your hair are both good, but mine is not good."
This matter has become a source of worry for Wanxiang, as she has had very little hair since she was a child.
"I'll prepare some herbs for you later."
Wanxiang was surprised: "Can this servant also have hair as beautiful as yours?"
Song Ci mused, "Maybe."
Medical skills are not magic, they are not guaranteed.
Wanxiang was also free and easy, and her hands moved more and more gently. "It's okay if it doesn't work out. I've gotten used to it over the years."
Song Ci smiled and didn't continue the topic.
To continue the discussion is like stabbing someone in the heart.
Pei family.
"You're useless. You can't even do this."
Shao Qing's face turned pale. "Aunt, I've tried my best."
"Is this what you call trying your best? You've put so much effort into it, but no one still recognizes you."
Shao Qing: "Aunt, do you want me to lower myself to the level of Pei Ji's bed?"
If she climbed into bed, according to Pei Ji's attitude, he would have to chop himself to pieces, let alone take a concubine.
"Then pack up and go back to the Shao family." Shao Rong looked at her coldly. This chess piece was useless, so what was the point of her keeping it.
Shao Qing couldn't believe it, "Aunt, are you driving me away? If I go back to the Shao family, how can I survive?"
She buried her head in her nails, which were freshly painted and as bright as blood. "It's you who are useless. I've given you a chance."
Suddenly, she walked a few steps towards Shao Rong and knelt down.
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