Chapter 214 Pei should have died long ago!
It rained heavily.
Rong Jianxue held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand and walked to the outside of the palace gate.
Jiang Hui's carriage was already waiting there.
Before I got on the carriage, I heard a female voice coming from outside the palace gate.
"Master Master, please stay!"
Bai Shutong did not hold an umbrella and appeared outside the palace gate in a red dress.
The rain wet her long hair, and her fiery red gauze skirt was also soaked, like a broken yet gorgeous withered flower.
Anyone who sees it will be unable to help but feel pity.
Rong Jianxue was wearing a dark green robe and holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing in the rain. The raindrops and mud around him did not come near him at all.
The woman was panting and breathing rapidly, obviously having run all the way from the palace.
She was breathing heavily, her delicate eyes and eyebrows looked pitiful. At first glance, she looked 70% similar to Pei Jingxu.
The man was tall and slender, with cold and indifferent eyes.
Bai Shutong lifted her skirt, bit her lips lightly, and looked at Rong Jianxue with tears in her eyes: "I beg Master, please save Shutong..."
"I don't want to stay in the palace, I don't want to be trapped in this cage," Bai Shutong's tears mixed with raindrops rolled down her face. She was slender and delicate, "Marrying Master Shaofu is my only chance..."
"I promise Master Young Master that after leaving the palace and His Majesty, I will fake my own death and leave the capital with my two children, never to return..."
As he spoke, Bai Shutong knelt in front of Rong Jianxue.
The chiffon red dress was like a glaring bloodstain, making her pale face look even more innocent and fragile.
"Please, Master Master, please be merciful and rescue Shu Tong from the palace..."
She was like a duckweed floating in the flood, with nowhere to rely on and no one to turn to. The only person she could beg for help was the man in front of her.
Rong Jianxue had an indifferent expression as he lowered his eyes to look at the woman kneeling in front of him.
When she lowered her head, her long eyelashes drooped obediently, and even the corners of her lips when she was crying looked so similar to someone.
Tighten the umbrella handle.
Rong Jianxue felt a little irritated.
Because of disgust.
"That's your business," the man finally said solemnly, his tone indifferent, "It has nothing to do with me."
Bai Shutong thought she had misheard. She widened her eyes and looked up in surprise to meet the man's calm eyes.
Bai Shutong opened his mouth and it took him a while to find his voice.
"Isn't Master Shaofu devoted to Buddhism and a lay disciple?"
"Do you really want to see me suffer in the palace and not help me?"
Rong Jianxue's eyes were deep and dark, like a cold pond of broken ice, and he said nothing.
A huge panic surged in Bai Shutong's heart.
She subconsciously reached out to grab the corner of the man's clothes.
The man lowered his eyes, took a step back, and barely avoided her hand hovering in the air.
Spotless.
Bai Shutong's tears rolled down her cheeks. "Master Young Master! In three days, His Majesty will confer upon me the title of Princess Anyang. Are you going to disobey the Emperor's order and defy His Majesty's grace?"
Bai Shutong said "yes" to himself, as if he was frantically trying to grasp something. He then said in a panic, "Your Majesty values you, Master Shaofu, and wishes to promote you to Prime Minister. Do you know the consequences of disobeying Your Majesty?"
"That's my business," Rong Jianxue said slowly, "and there's no need for you to interfere."
My clothes were soaked!
The rain hit the woman, and she looked like a withered flower, which made me feel pity for her.
Kneeling on the golden bricks at the palace gate, Bai Shutong's eyes were bloodshot, and despair and hatred burst out in his eyes as he looked at the man: "Master Master, have you ever thought that doing this will kill Pei? It will make her die ugly and horrible!!"
"presumptuous!"
This time, before Rong Jianxue could even say anything, Jiang Hui, who was standing beside him, could no longer bear to listen and pointed his unsheathed sword straight at Bai Shutong's throat!
Bai Shutong's eyes widened as he smiled wildly at the two men: "Come on! Kill me! Can you kill me!?"
The sword blade pointed at the woman's throat, and the sharp sword body easily split the falling raindrops, but did not leave a bloody mark on Bai Shutong's neck.
Jiang Hui frowned slightly, his expression stern.
"I won't die! It's not me who should die! It's not me who should die!"
Bai Shutong glared at Rong Jianxue fiercely, his eyes bloodshot: "Rong Jianxue, Pei Shi can't get away! She can't get away!"
"You'll only kill her. She should have died a long time ago!"
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you!" Jiang Hui warned sternly!
The sword blade moved three inches closer to her throat, even scratching her neck.
There was not a trace of blood, and the sharp sword blade looked like it had been curled.
"Boom—"
A loud thunder exploded from behind the man.
The lightning shone all around him, giving him a dazzling snowy color.
Without looking at Bai Shutong again, the man turned around and stepped onto the carriage.
Bai Shutong knelt on the golden brick and shouted at the moving carriage, "Rong Jianxue! This is not true!"
“It shouldn’t be like this!”
"You should obviously..."
The rest of the words were lost in the roar of the rain and could no longer be heard.
Jiang Hui sat outside the carriage, stroking the blade of his sword with his fingers, frowning slightly.
strangeness.
He has always taken good care of his sword and often wiped and polished it. It has always been able to cut iron like mud and break hair with a blow. How come he didn't hurt Bai at all today?
He admitted that he did intend to warn Bai today. It would be good for her to get hurt and suffer a little so that she would remember her lesson.
But he didn't expect that the sword would be so difficult to use today.
But without thinking too much, Jiang Hui put away his sword and drove the carriage towards the new house.
A man's low and indifferent voice came from the carriage.
"Go find a few groups of people to assassinate the Bai family."
Jiang Hui was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly: "Sir, Bai is currently in the emperor's favor. Killing her now will not be..."
"Do as I say."
"Yes, I obey your command."
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New house, side house.
On the bed, Pei Jingxu had a dream.
In her dream, she held someone down by the head and drowned him in the freezing cold lotus pond. She wanted to call for help but couldn't make a sound.
"Pei Jingxu, stop struggling, this is what you deserve!"
A shrill and ferocious voice came from behind her. Pei Jingxu suddenly stood up and opened her eyes!
She was breathing heavily, and her clothes on the back were soaked.
"Boom—"
Just then, thunder was heard outside the window. Pei Jingxu's face turned pale, but he smelled the familiar agarwood beside the bed.
His eyes moved slowly. Rong Jianxue was wearing a loose robe, with one hand supporting his head and the other hand clasped with hers. His black hair cascaded down his shoulders like a waterfall.
The man closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting.
Feeling her voice, he finally slowly opened his eyes.
A pair of calm and abstinent dark eyes met her gaze.
Holding her hand tightly, Rong Jianxue said in a weary tone, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Her chest heaved slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on Pei Jingxu's forehead. She realized belatedly that Rong Jianxue thought she was afraid of thunder.
Pei Jingxu nodded slightly. His clothes were soaked, and his white inner clothes made his skin color vaguely visible.
The man supported his head with one hand and stroked her finger bones with the other.
Shifting his gaze slightly downward, he saw the simple and eye-catching red string on her other wrist.
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