"My Lord, my wife has come here to ask you when you will return home..." Pei Xi swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and did not dare to look at their Lord, his voice getting smaller and smaller.
"..." He was thinking too much...
Pei Yan coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
He glared at Pei Xi coldly, "How did you get here?"
Pei Xi lowered his head even lower, bent over and pointed at the horse not far away: "Little one... ride a horse."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yan walked straight towards the horse and said as he walked, "I will ride back to the palace."
After he climbed onto the horse, he ordered in a cold voice, "Pei Shen, you drive the carriage, and let Pei Xi run outside."
"Yes, master." Pei Shen accepted the order and smiled secretly with his head down.
Pei Xi: “…” What a miserable life!
…
Song Huan wandered inside the gate of the Marquis' Mansion.
In fact, she wanted to go to the palace to find Pei Yan, but she was worried that it would be better not to go, in case she caused trouble for that guy.
But it’s been half an hour, why hasn’t Pei Xi come back yet?
Just as Song Huan was looking forward to it, the sound of horse hooves and a low shout finally rang out outside the Marquis' Mansion.
Song Huan looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was Pei Yan who got off the horse.
"Husband!" Song Huan's tense heart relaxed a little, and she lifted her skirt to greet him.
The anger in Pei Yan's heart disappeared the moment he saw Song Huan.
After handing the horse to the doorman, Pei Yan lifted his robe and entered the mansion.
When he walked up to Song Huan and saw her face flushed from the sun, he couldn't help but frowned: "It's so hot, why are you waiting outside?"
Song Huan carefully looked Pei Yan up and down, left and right, and only felt relieved after confirming that he was fine: "Didn't you say you would return home at the end of the day? It's already noon now."
Pei Yan was wearing heavy court robes today, and he rode back at full speed, sweating all over.
He wanted to hold Song Huan's hand just now, but because his palms were sweaty, he had to give up.
"I'll talk to my wife in detail after I go back to my room and change my clothes."
When Song Huan heard this, he happened to see the sweat on Pei Yan's forehead, and then looked at the three layers of court robes on his body. He didn't ask any more questions and pulled half of the guy's sleeve back to Mingsong Hall.
Song Huan had just had the ice basin in Mingsongtang's bedroom replaced.
As soon as they stepped into the room, a refreshing coolness quickly penetrated their skin, making them feel very comfortable.
But in this summer, seeking coolness is the easiest way to make people sick.
Song Huan took the handkerchief and handed it to Pei Yan, "Wipe the sweat off your face to avoid catching a cold."
Pei Yan couldn't help but smile, and said, "My husband, I want you to wipe my sweat for me."
Song Huan's expression was complicated. This person was becoming more and more shameless...
Pei Yan looked at Song Huan without blinking, with anticipation on his face.
Song Huan smiled with his eyes curved, "No, wipe it yourself."
She just can't stand this guy's bad habits!
"..." Pei Yan took the handkerchief from Song Huan's hand and wiped the sweat off his face resignedly. His proud pride wouldn't allow him to speak a second time...
But after he washed his face and hands with warm water, Pei Yan paused as he looked at the heavy court robes on his body. "My lady..."
He raised his eyes to look at Song Huan, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Song Huan couldn't stand his look and sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll help you."
Going around behind this guy, Song Huan's slender fingers quickly helped Pei Yan untie his waist belt... Well, she is now very skilled at this.
"The old emperor asked me to go to the imperial study."
Pei Yan was in a good mood and took the initiative to explain to Song Huan: "Madam, do you still remember Chen Feng, who was beheaded by the Fourth Prince?"
"I remember...very hard to forget." The head rolled to her feet, making it hard to forget. "The old emperor doesn't believe the evidence of his treason, so he called you over to question him?"
Pei Yan turned around and faced Song Huan. "The man was killed by the Fourth Prince. Whether you believe it or not, you shouldn't have come to me. He asked me to come over to confirm another matter."
Song Huan stared: "What's the matter?"
Pei Yan raised his chin and pointed at his undershirt: "Madam, help me take it off, and I will tell you."
Song Huan: “…” Hehe.
Could this guy be any more shameless?
You want her to help him take off his underwear, right... Song Huan narrowed his eyes and gave a wicked smile.
She moved closer to Pei Yan, unbuttoning his belt with one hand while reaching under his hem with the other, touching his skin and moving upwards little by little until she touched a certain spot on his chest. Suddenly, she pinched it hard...
Pei Yan couldn't help but groan, his face suddenly flushed: "My wife, I was wrong."
Song Huan had already untied her belt, but her hands were still playing on Pei Yan's chest: "What did you say, my husband? How could you be wrong? As a wife, it is my duty to change my husband's clothes."
Pei Yan...was in pain and happy at the same time.
If it were usual, Pei Yan would have carried him to the bed as soon as Song Huan reached out to touch his waist.
But today, he hadn't had time to prepare the things for sex...
Pei Yan was afraid that he would not be able to control himself if he touched Huanhuan, so he could only endure it for the time being.
"The old emperor wanted to confirm...hiss," Pei Yan couldn't help but restrain Song Huan's trembling hands and said with difficulty, "The Fourth Prince's attitude towards the Pei Family Army."
Song Huan stopped moving.
In fact, in the book, the ending of most people in the Pei family army...is not too tragic.
Pei Yan died from thousands of arrows piercing his heart. Before his death, he gave his last order.
He ordered the Pei family army to surrender.
Cui Yuning promised him that as long as Pei Yan ordered the Pei family army to surrender, she and Chu Xun would spare the lives of the Pei family army soldiers.
With his death, the Pei family army was leaderless, and most of the soldiers chose to surrender and submit to Chu Xun. These people's lives were naturally safe.
But those soldiers were just small fry, and none of the real core figures of the Pei family army surrendered.
And these people...all died tragically in the end.
"My husband, why did you spare the life of the young lady from the Cui family?"
Song Huan released the spot on Pei Yan's chest and stopped teasing him. "To threaten the Fourth Prince?"
But she remembered that in the book, the heroine Cui Yuning only met the Fourth Prince Chu Xun after being brought to the capital by Pei Yan. Cui Yuning probably didn't know the Fourth Prince Chu Xun yet...
Pei Yan's eyes deepened. "Very few people in the capital know about the Fourth Prince's feelings for the young lady from the Cui family. Not even the young lady from the Cui family herself knows."
"I would like to ask you, my lady, how did you know about the Fourth Prince's feelings for the young lady from the Cui family? Could it be that...the two of them also appeared in your dreams?"
"Ah?" Song Huan was stunned and couldn't help blinking.
This guy is cheating her again...
But she became more and more unwilling to lie to Pei Yan.
Telling one lie requires covering it up with countless lies.
For her, the deeper her relationship with Pei Yan, the greater the pressure she felt when telling lies.
"Pei Yan, do you want to hear the truth?" Song Huan looked at him seriously and honestly.
Pei Yan's brows suddenly knitted into the shape of the Chinese character "川", and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"I don't want to." His voice was slightly cold.
Song Huan: “…”
Is this guy poisonous? Why don't you ask him questions?
"But I want to say it." Song Huan's eyes were firm and his voice was loud.
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