Chapter 210: A vulgar woman, not presentable
The renovation of the new house was carried out according to the layout and scale of Rong Mansion.
It’s just that the new house is in a better location and has a larger yard. The courtyard outside the study alone is much larger than the study courtyard in the east courtyard of Rong Mansion.
There is an osmanthus tree planted in the courtyard. When the autumn wind blows, the whole courtyard is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus.
Hearing the voice coming from the study, Jiang Hui straightened his back slightly, turned to face Pei Jingxu, and curled his lips: "Second Madam, please wait a moment. The young master... is handling official business."
Pei Jingxu nodded slightly and didn't care.
Without saying anything else, Jiang Hui turned and left.
For a moment, Pei Jingxu was the only one left in the courtyard.
There is a door between them.
The door was closed, and Pei Jingxu could only see the bright candlelight in the room through the window lattice. If he looked more carefully, he could also see a vague human figure reflected on the window paper.
With his head lowered and eyes closed, Pei Jingxu twisted his fingers and his eyes moved slightly.
Xiaofeng told her that he had not been in the capital for long, and that when he said he was "receiving guests", he was just looking for some daughters of famous families to exchange information.
He told them how to run a business and make money, and used this opportunity to gather some information about the imperial city.
Every time he met people, he wore a mask, so the young ladies who had seen him did not know what he looked like.
This is a good thing. Now that Pei Huaifeng is a wanted criminal, it is dangerous for him to stay in the capital. Of course, the fewer people who know his appearance, the better.
Seeing Pei Huaifeng today, Pei Jingxu was so excited that he was a little confused. He had to think about this matter carefully and couldn't let Xiaofeng's life be threatened.
While still thinking about his next plan, Pei Jingxu vaguely heard a sound coming from the room.
"Come in."
It’s Rong Jianxue.
Coming back to his senses, Pei Jingxu took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and gently pushed open the door.
The cold wind blew into the inner room, carrying the fragrance of osmanthus in the courtyard, and the candlelight in the room flickered a few times.
Pei Jingxu closed the door.
In front of the desk, the man stood upright, holding a white jade pen, handling official business.
The Prime Minister retired and returned to his hometown. Although Rong Jianxue was still the Junior Tutor at this time, he was highly regarded by the Emperor, so many official duties fell on him.
Pei Jingxu felt guilty because he had something to hide.
Taking a deep breath, Pei Jingxu walked to the man's side, sat next to him, and helped him grind the ink.
The man didn't look up at her, his hands moving non-stop: "Where did you go?"
The voice was cold and calm.
"A new batch of goods arrived at the shop under my name. I went to check it out and it took some time." Pei Jingxu replied softly.
Stop writing.
The man placed the pen on the pen holder of the Pixiu and turned to face her with cold eyes.
He didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand towards Pei Jingxu.
Pei Jingxu stopped grinding the ink and looked at Rong Jianxue blankly, not knowing what he meant.
"I asked Hongyao why you didn't go back home with her, and she said you wanted to prepare a housewarming gift for me alone."
As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand in front of Pei Jingxu: "Pei Jingxu, where's the gift?"
Pei Jingxu: “…”
Where are the gifts?
Her eyes flickered, and the candlelight illuminated the woman's beautiful face, as if from another world.
The wind outside the window is cold and silent, yet noisy.
Pei Jingxu faced the man, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
Finally, she leaned forward slightly and placed her bare hand on the man's outstretched hand.
Then she took his hand and stroked her waist.
Warm, fragrant and soft jade in my arms.
Rong Jianxue pursed her thin lips, her expression unclear.
"Sir," Pei Jingxu said in a trembling voice. He took off the man's coat and knelt between his legs. "Is Ah Xu considered a gift?"
His large hands pinched her slender waist and lifted her up.
Pei Jingxu covered the man's cold eyes with her cool hands, lowered her head and kissed his lips.
The long eyelashes swept across the palm of her hand, arousing Pei Jingxu's itchiness.
She clumsily pried open the man's teeth and, imitating his previous behavior, hooked his lips and tongue.
Rong Jianxue just cooperated with her and remained unmoved.
Biting her lip slightly, Pei Jingxu lowered her eyes, and kissed his Adam's apple along his chin.
Her Adam's apple rolled and the man tightened his grip on her waist.
"Sir, Ah Xu is so cold..."
Her clothes were half-undressed, her delicate skin pressed against his cool, thin satin coat. She hunched her shoulders, looking pitiful.
Rong Jianxue tilted her head slightly, her eyes dark and unclear: "Then what should we do?"
Pei Jingxu's eyes flushed red as she put her arm around the man's shoulders. Her voice trembled as she whispered in his ear, "I want you to hold me..."
The man had a cold expression and his emotions were unclear as he looked at Pei Jingxu.
Pei Jingxu's waist was as soft as a slippery snake. She clung to the man's shoulders, bit his earlobe, and pleaded in a trembling voice, "Please, sir..."
She has always been good at coaxing people.
If she wants to make someone happy, even the ice and snow in the sky can turn into endless spring water.
The huge screen depicting a Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains was pushed to the ground.
Pei Jingxu seemed to have merged into the painting, with towering mountains and brilliant colors.
The wide robe concealed the figures of the two people.
He held her waist, not allowing her to escape at all.
Pei Jingxu was the one who got angry tonight, so naturally she needs to put it out herself.
She also forgot what she shouted. She almost said everything she could to ask him for help.
In the end, she was no longer in her right mind and just followed Rong Jianxue's instructions to call him whatever he wanted.
When Pei Jingxu woke up the next day after hearing those messy titles, he still felt ashamed and angry.
The sky was already turning slightly white.
The interior of the study is charming.
Behind her, the man was stroking Pei Jingxu's hair, his expression unclear.
Pei Jingxu no longer had the strength to speak, and his expression was dazed, but he still forced himself to stay awake and did not dare to slack off.
"Did you go to the rouge shop under your name?" Rong Jianxue asked her softly in a low and hoarse voice.
"Hmm?" Pei Jingxu was stunned for a moment, then he realized what was happening and nodded slightly. "Yes, a new batch of gouache arrived, and the shopkeeper asked me to take a look."
After a pause, Pei Jingxu asked, "How did Junmou know?"
“I smell it.”
“…”
After a period of silence, Rong Jianxue spoke again.
"Change it."
"What?"
The man behind him spoke in a cold tone, his expression calm: "A low-quality, vulgar woman, not worthy of being on the stage."
Pei Jingxu: “…”
"Okay, I'll follow your advice."
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The next day, Pei Jingxu was tossed and turned until noon, and was awakened by Hongyao's knock on the door.
"Miss! Miss, something bad has happened! The Second Young Master is here! He's clamoring to see you outside the mansion!"
Pei Jingxu frowned slightly and propped himself up to sit up.
"Change my clothes."
"yes!"
After quickly washing up, Pei Jingxu asked Hongyao to support him and walked out of the mansion.
Before he even reached the gate of the mansion, Pei Jingxu heard a noisy sound in the distance.
I could vaguely make out Rong Xuanzhou's voice.
Before she reached the mansion gate, Pei Jingxu was stopped by Jiang Hui.
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