If it were any other day, Pei Yan would have had indescribable thoughts in his mind when he heard these words.
But at this moment, seeing that half of her body was wet, he walked straight to the box to get the underwear they needed to change into, without any romantic thoughts in his mind.
However, Song Huan felt a little embarrassed when she saw Pei Yan holding her underwear in his hand.
Although they had already done more intimate things, but... ahem.
Even with the lights on, it was still embarrassing to change clothes face to face.
"I'll go change behind the screen." After taking the clothes, Song Huan quickly ran into the screen.
Pei Yan was slightly startled, and a blush slowly rose on his cold pale face.
With a light cough, he belatedly took off his outer robe and walked towards the screen step by step...
A moment later.
Song Huan roared, "Pei Yanyan! Get out and change!"
…
After changing into dry inner clothes, Pei Yan extinguished all the candles in the outer room and returned to sit beside the bed.
Song Huan prepared the medicine box. The guy didn't have any injuries, just a little scrape on his forehead.
While tending to the wound, she asked, "Who did you fight with?"
Pei Yan: "Yuan Bo Yi."
"Yuan Mengxian's elder brother, the commander of the Xuanwei."
Song Huan knew this person.
In order to separate Cui Yuning and the Fourth Prince Chu Xun, the second villain used many unscrupulous means. Later, when the Fourth Prince ascended the throne, his life was saved by his brother.
But Yuan Boyi should be a loyal person to the royal family.
"What does he want you for?"
Song Huan was a little worried: "Could it be that the old emperor sent him to test you?"
Pei Yan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "My lady is really smart. She guessed half right."
"What about the other half?"
"When the lips are gone, the teeth are cold."
Pei Yan whispered to Song Huan, "The Xuanwei appear to be solely following the emperor's orders, but they are almost all collateral descendants of prominent families. Who would send their descendants to their deaths for no apparent reason, if there were no profit to be gained?"
"So, the Xuanwei now has three major family forces. The Yuan family has infiltrated the Xuanwei the deepest and has the most children. Given Emperor Xiaocheng's temperament, if the Pei family army is gone, the next one to be dealt with will be the Yuan family."
Song Huan couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and asked in confusion: "From what you said, Yuan Boyi came to you to seek cooperation? Then why did you two start fighting?"
There was obvious blood on the cotton towel used to wipe the knife.
Pei Yan couldn't find a reason to argue even if he wanted to, but he could find someone to take the blame...
Pei Yan coughed lightly and said, "He wants to challenge me to a martial arts competition. How can I refuse?"
This explanation makes sense...
Song Huan applied medicine to the wound, put away the medicine box and stood up: "I'm glad you're not hurt."
Hearing this, Pei Yan pointed to the gauze wrapped around his head and said, "A small injury is still an injury. Madam, won't you comfort your husband?"
Song Huan: “…”
She thought this guy deserved a beating.
…
Pei Yan was not injured, but Yuan Boyi on the other side was seriously injured.
Pei Yan slashed his chest, waist, abdomen, and right arm. The wounds were not deep enough to kill him, but it would take at least half a month for the wounds to heal.
Tonight, the secret guards outside Pei Hou's mansion include not only Emperor Xiaocheng's Xuanwei, but even if no one among the Xuanwei reports to Emperor Xiaocheng, Emperor Xiaocheng will always find out through other means.
So at midnight the next evening, Yuan Boyi entered the palace with injuries and took the initiative to confess his fight with Pei Yan.
Naturally, some changes were made to the content of their conversation.
Yuan Boyi's face turned pale. "If I were not Your Majesty's servant, I would not have been able to leave the Peihou Mansion alive yesterday."
"Thank you for your hard work, Yuanqing."
Although Yuan Boyi's night visit to Pei Hou Mansion was appropriate, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages. At least he had a thorough understanding of the terrain of Pei Mansion.
In this way, on the day of the palace banquet, Yuan Boyi will have a better chance of controlling Pei Mansion with the Xuanwei.
But Yuan Boyi's injury... Emperor Xiaocheng frowned and asked with concern, "How is Yuan Qing's injury? Can he attend the banquet on the sixth day?"
"It's just a superficial wound. I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty." Yuan Bo Yi said.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xiaocheng was very pleased. "It's just a superficial wound, but you should take good care of yourself. Tomorrow, Yuanqing will rest at home for a day. You can come to the palace for the palace banquet the day after tomorrow evening."
Yuan Boyi: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."
At the same time, at Pei Hou Mansion.
Song Huan never expected that she had just praised Pei Yan for his excellence last night and had the overall situation in mind, so she would not be thinking about love affairs at this critical juncture... She didn't expect to be slapped in the face today.
As soon as she finished dinner today, this guy showed his true colors and tormented her for half the night...
Song Huan was extremely tired.
Before going to bed, I looked at the familiar little wooden box on the inside of the bed, thinking that I must find an opportunity to poke it open.
But there is obviously no chance in the next two days.
Except for the second day after returning to Beijing, this guy went to the palace to see the old emperor.
Over the next few days, he didn't even go to court, staying in the mansion all day and night, almost inseparable from her...
Song Huan: “…”
There needs to be distance between people.
If this guy keeps clinging to her like this, she might run away from home...
Fortunately, two days later, it was finally the palace banquet day on June 6th.
Since he was going to the palace for a banquet, Pei Yan was now a minister, so naturally he had to wear court robes to enter the palace.
To match it, Song Huan naturally also had imperial robes.
The clothes were given by the palace when she and Pei Yan got married last year.
But at that time, no one expected Song Huan to live this long, nor did they expect that she would actually be able to sit comfortably in the position of Marquis Pei's wife...
Therefore, the people in the palace did not prepare this dress seriously at that time, and they did not even go to Song Huan to measure her body.
So even though the material and sewing of this dress were of high quality, it had a fatal flaw - it didn't fit Song Huan.
The clothes are a bit big.
Even though Song Huan was a little fatter this year than last year, the clothes still looked baggy on her, and the colors and patterns were inappropriate, making her look a bit old-fashioned, like a child who had stolen adult clothes...
Song Huan only remembered to try on the imperial edict clothes when he woke up early this morning, but he never expected that a big problem would arise from this test.
"I didn't think about it the past two days."
Song Huan puffed up her cheeks: "It's too late to change it now."
"Don't panic, my lady."
When Huanhuan married him, everyone treated her as a useless pawn.
Pei Yan had expected that the gift given to Song Huan by the palace would not be much better. "I asked Butler Pei to prepare... my mother's imperial robes."
"Mother?" Song Huan's eyes widened instantly. The mother this guy was talking about should not be Mrs. Lin.
Pei Yan didn't explain too much, he just raised his hand and touched Song Huan's cheek: "I'll take you to the ancestral hall another day."
...It turns out that she is this guy’s biological mother.
Song Huan nodded obediently, "Yeah, okay."
The book does not mention Pei Yan's mother. She has been with him for so long, but he has never heard her mention her.
Even though her original body had met the former marquis' wife several times when she was young, she could not even see her appearance clearly in her memory, and she had no idea what her personality was like.
According to the routine, Song Huan thought that this guy's mother might have turned evil and done something to hurt him, so he kept silent about it...
But today, when he said the word "mother", the angles on his face softened a lot in that instant.
It seems that she guessed wrong.
Song Huan smiled with his eyes curved, it was better if he guessed wrong.
After receiving Pei Yan's order, Butler Pei quickly delivered the imperial robes of the late marquis' wife to Mingsong Hall.
As soon as Butler Pei entered the room, Song Huan saw the imperial robe and the headdress placed on it, and instantly understood the difference between careful and careless...
"Husband."
"Um?"
"Father and mother are very loving, right?"
Pei Yan: "..." He was wrong.
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