Chapter 120 Wearing His Clothes
Pei Jingxu's lips turned slightly pale.
She placed one hand on her abdomen and tightly grasped the man's clothes with the other hand, her brows furrowed.
Pei Jingxu bit her lip slightly: "I'm sorry, sir, every time Ah Xu has her period, it hurts for a while..."
Rong Jianxue didn't say anything. He took a cushion from the side and placed it under her waist. He adjusted his posture slightly and enclosed her whole body.
Pei Jingxu looked embarrassed and said softly, "Sir, the mat will get dirty..."
Rong Jianxue said hoarsely, "Just change it again."
Pei Jingxu smiled weakly, and glanced at the agarwood-scented cloak he was wearing: "Then Ah Xu will buy the master a new coat."
Upon hearing this, Rong Jianxue glanced at the clothes she was wearing.
"You still have to return the clothes."
He lowered his eyelids, hiding the darkness and gloom in his eyes.
Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows slightly and tactfully said nothing more.
Jiang Hui drove the carriage, and the road was not too bumpy. After a while, he finally arrived at the foot of the mountain of Randeng Temple.
Rong Jianxue got off the carriage, turned around, and took Pei Jingxu off the carriage.
Seeing that her face was still pale and her eyebrows were furrowed, Rong Jianxue whispered, "Do you want to be hugged?"
Pei Jingxu heard this and shook his head in panic: "No, no need, Ah Xu is much better now."
After finally entering the temple, Rong Jianxue said calmly, "Let's go to the meditation room and rest first. I'll ask Jiang Hui to prepare some food."
Pei Jingxu bowed slightly: "Then I'll trouble you, sir."
Pei Jingxu's Zen room is right next to Rong Jianxue.
Back in the room, Pei Jingxu frowned and suppressed the slight pain in his abdomen.
Now, she has no doubt about her special status in Rong Jianxue's mind.
But that’s not enough.
The young master, who has always been polite and well-mannered, cares more about Rong Xuanzhou.
That kind of thought is too shallow considering his morality and character.
Even though Rong Jianxue now has a partiality for her, it is not enough for her as a cannon fodder.
The favoritism of the powerful official is not enough to deal with Bai Shutong's "halo of the heroine".
She wanted all of him.
She insisted that he personally tear down the high moral wall he had built, so that the bright moon would hang high in the sky, shining on her alone.
There was a dull pain in the abdomen.
Pei Jingxu rested on the bed for a while and then heard a knock on the door.
"Second Madam, are you awake?"
It’s Jiang Hui.
Pei Jingxu walked to the entrance and opened the door: "Guard Jiang, what's wrong?"
Jiang Hui smiled and handed over the package he had prepared. "Second Madam, it's not convenient to buy clothes in the mountains. Young Master has been coming to Ran Deng Temple for many years. These are some of his old clothes."
Jiang Hui handed it to Pei Jingxu and said, "Second Madam, please wear it for now."
Pei Jingxu smiled and pursed his lips when he heard this: "Thank you, Guard Jiang."
"Second Madam, please change your clothes first. The Master said he will take you to see Master Miaofan later."
Pei Jingxu nodded: "Okay."
After seeing Jiang Hui off, Pei Jingxu returned to the room and opened the package.
Several dark robes were neatly stacked in the package. The clothes were very clean, probably because they were washed and hung out to dry all year round.
With a slight curl of his lips, Pei Jingxu picked out the loosest one and put it on.
After doing all this, Pei Jingxu walked out of the room.
The two people's meditation rooms were very close to each other. Pei Jingxu came to the door of Rong Jianxue's meditation room, tidied up his loose clothes, and then knocked on the man's door.
"My Lord, are you here?"
The woman's voice was soft and clear.
Rong Jianxue is copying scriptures.
Hearing her voice, he slowly stood up and opened the door.
When the door opened and Rong Jianxue saw the woman in front of him, his pupils shrank slightly and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Pei Jingxu stood in the night. The loose robe she wore did not fit her well, and even the jade belt was too loose and hard for her.
The blue robe was originally his size, but when wrapped around her it looked like a cloud of gauze, with the shoulder line dropping more than half a foot, revealing a section of her fair and smooth collarbone.
Even when the jade belt around the waist was tied as tight as possible, there was still half an foot of gap left, making her slender waist look like it was about to break.
The dress was a dark blue, and the woman's body was fair and smooth, like a crane trapped in a loose robe.
After just one glance at her half-exposed collarbone, Rong Jianxue frowned slightly and looked away.
"What's wrong?" he asked hoarsely.
Pei Jingxu's face showed a bit of embarrassment. She lowered her head and carefully grabbed the man's sleeve.
The sleeves of the robe she was wearing were too big for her. Even if she gathered the material up to her elbows, only half of her hands were visible.
"The belt... Ah Xu can't tie it well..."
I came to ask for his help.
Rong Jianxue frowned slightly, her eyes calm.
The woman stood in the night, the moonlight shining on her black hair like a waterfall.
Rong Jianxue made way: "Come in."
Holding up her somewhat cumbersome clothes, Pei Jingxu walked into the man's meditation room.
As soon as he entered the room, Pei Jingxu smelled the scent of ink in the room.
Glancing at the man's desk, Pei Jingxu asked in confusion, "Sir, do you still want to copy scriptures?"
Rong Jianxue was searching for something in the closet. When he heard her ask, he replied nonchalantly, "Yeah, just writing something down."
Pei Jingxu didn't say anything else.
Soon, the man came up to Pei Jingxu with a jade belt made of silk ribbons.
"This is the lucky rope I made in the temple. Use it instead of a belt."
The jade belt she was wearing was too loose and did not suit her.
Pei Jingxu bit her lip slightly: "Thank you for your help, sir."
Rong Jianxue pursed her lips and glanced at her waist: "Take it off yourself."
Pei Jingxu's cheeks turned slightly red, she lowered her head and wanted to untie the jade belt around her waist.
But she only knew how to tie the jade belt, but now she couldn't untie it.
Her cheeks flushed red. After trying many times without success, she looked at the man with her innocent, watery almond eyes again: "Sir, Ah Xu won't..."
The hand holding the blessing rope tightened slightly.
Without saying anything else, Rong Jianxue took a step forward and walked in front of her.
He reached out his hand, and his broad, warm, and cool palm rested on her waist.
He hadn't noticed it just now, but now when he casually put his hand around her waist, he realized that her waist was too thin.
"Don't move."
Rong Jianxue lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
The hand found the end point and with a "click", untied the jade belt.
The belt fell to the ground. Pei Jingxu grabbed his robe in a panic, his cheeks flushed.
Rong Jianxue pursed her lips and glanced sideways: "Turn around."
The woman turned around as she was told.
The lucky rope woven with several colors was placed across her waist.
Compared to that heavy jade belt, this thinner silk ribbon is indeed a better match.
The man behind him tightened the rope a little: "Is it tight?"
Pei Jingxu bit her lip slightly: "Can you, can you be tighter..."
Rong Jianxue said nothing and increased his strength.
"Sir..." Pei Jingxu cried out in pain softly, "...It's too tight..."
Rong Jianxue: “…”
Finally, he helped her tie the belt, and Rong Jianxue helped her to rearrange her robe. When she put on the robe, it no longer had the cold and reserved look that she had on him, but instead looked a little softer.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see the master."
Pei Jingxu grabbed the man's sleeve in a panic, her cheeks flushed. "Ah Xu is still menstruating. If I go to see Master Miaofan now, will I offend him..."
Rong Jianxue's expression remained unchanged, but his tone softened a bit: "Master doesn't care about these things. He really wants to see you."
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