Jiang Shiyuan is tough, but also fragile, as if there is always darkness behind the sunshine.
Those letters, sent ten years late, brought back her greatest regret.
Tears were an inevitable expression of her emotions, and besides crying loudly, she could find a better way to vent.
She didn't know how long she had been crying. She was groggy and all she remembered was someone holding her in his arms and caressing her forehead over and over again.
Jiang Shiyuan fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, it was already the second day.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Pei Che sitting at the round table in the bedroom, facing the bed, with official documents piled on the table.
He did not go to the government office or the study, but moved his official business to his bedroom.
Jiang Shiyuan sat up and asked softly, "Didn't you go to the government office?"
Pei Che looked up, put down his pen, and took out the stewed Tremella and Snow Pear Soup from the small stove beside him.
"No, I think you will need me more than the country and the people, and you are more important."
Pei Che tested the temperature, sat at the head of the bed with the bowl of soup, and put it to her lips.
"Snow pear soup is good for your throat."
Jiang Shiyuan took a bite and found it sweet and warm. After it went down his stomach, it was indeed satisfying.
"It's delicious. It's the work of Mama and Red Bean." Jiang Shiyuan looked up at him, his eyes a little red and swollen. "Did you cook it?"
But Pei Che seemed to be relieved and nodded.
"I went too late and didn't buy almond tea, so I learned to make pear soup. My mother taught me."
"Has mother been here?" Jiang Shiyuan was surprised.
Pei Che nodded again, "I sat for a while, but I saw you fell asleep, so I went back first."
"In addition to the pear soup, my brother also had someone send over a bowl of wontons." Pei Che added.
Jiang Shiyuan's eyes moistened, he turned his head away and complained: "You held the soup bowl too close, the hot steam is burning your eyes."
Pei Che followed his words and retreated a little.
"Sorry for scaring you." Jiang Shiyuan said again.
Pei Che's body twitched in pain. He put down the bowl of soup, put his arms around her shoulders, and gave her a firm hug.
“Well done.”
Pei Che's warm palm gently stroked her back and patted it lightly.
“When the wind is tired, it can stop and rest. The wind will catch you and be happy to be a branch for you to rest on.”
Jiang Shiyuan leaned in his arms, and his eyes, which had been red, became watery again.
Regret is a normal part of life.
She already knew this.
"I said something wrong yesterday," Jiang Shiyuan greedily absorbed the warmth from his body, "I must restrain myself, I want all your love."
She was so greedy, she wanted it all, wanted everything, wanted to hold him tightly.
Pei Che bent his head to kiss her. If she asked, he would give her everything.
Loving her has become his instinct.
"Now, how can Madam serve your husband?"
"Have you finished your official business?" Jiang Shiyuan grabbed his sleeve and buried his face in his chest.
"Official business is not important. Send someone to send it to the Third Prince." Imperial Tutor Pei said professionally but as a matter of course.
The emperor favors the third prince and intends to let him get familiar with state affairs as soon as possible. The third prince should be very happy about this.
"Okay, I'll send him to my cousin and you stay with him." Jiang Shiyuan wanted to cause trouble but also said it as a matter of course.
So the pile of official documents left the Taifu Mansion and were rushed to the desk of the third prince Xie Jinghuai.
Xie Jinghuai, who had just returned to Beijing and hadn't had a good rest yet, looked at the pile of documents and his face darkened: ...
Then should Pei Che be allowed to come in and marry her? Has he agreed to this marriage?
Pei Che was so heartless that he left Yu Liang to Xie Jinghuai.
"Madam is ill, and the master of the Wang family cannot spare time, so I have to trouble Your Highness." Yu Liang explained.
Xie Jinghuai's expression eased a little after hearing this, but it didn't last long. He then opened the case documents and read them with a frown.
"Is this a trivial matter worthy of a memorial? Are the people in the Ministry of Personnel too bored to do this?"
He has nothing to do and is just filling in the gaps. If he were sent to the military camp, he would have been beaten with a stick long ago.
Yu Liang was silent. Now you know why His Majesty left the Grand Tutor, right?
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While the third prince was busy with paperwork, Jiang Shiyuan took Pei Che to Ruyi Tower again.
This time, the weather is very good, and Jiang Shiyuan is in a very good mood too.
The letter from ten years ago has been found, the promise from ten years ago has been fulfilled, and the person I trusted most ten years ago is now holding my hand tightly.
Jiang Shiyuan was willing to treat this as something she had lost and found again, as some kind of compensation given by 껗꽭. She decided to enjoy it, enjoy this long-awaited reunion, and enjoy this rare favor.
"I already know your secret, now it's my turn."
Jiang Shiyuan and Pei Che went to Ruyi Tower, and they climbed up the stairs to the wing room on the second floor facing the street.
Jiang Shiyuan pulled Pei Che to the window, pointed at the street below, and said, "Years ago, when you came back from Shuzhou, you deliberately squatted here."
Pei Che looked at the familiar street below. This scene had appeared repeatedly in his dreams, except that he was standing on the building now, while in his dream, he was downstairs, looking at the building from afar.
“Although it was only a glimpse from a distance, the white coat, the black horse, and the golden crown on the face were clearly visible.”
Jiang Shiyuan's voice rang in his ears. He looked at her, and ripples spread across the lake.
Who said yes?
Although I only saw her from a distance, the red skirt, black hair, hibiscus hairpin and dogwood buckle are unforgettable.
He just said that she had grown taller and thinner.
"Is this a love message from 꿷꿂? 놖 likes it very much."
I like this feeling of looking back suddenly and discovering little surprises hidden in the footprints I have walked through.
He was not mistaken, she was indeed here.
"I'm still here."
Jiang Shiyuan held his head high and pointed to Jinxiu Pavilion, the favorite clothing store of Beijing women, in the distance.
"See that? Three years ago, I was there, fighting for you." The emphasis was placed on the second half of the sentence, and the tone was full of pride.
Pei Che laughed, and was also very interested in this incredible story: "Why are you fighting?"
Jiang Shiyuan also laughed: "Three years ago, you were promoted to the position of Grand Tutor and Cui Xueshi was dismissed. At that time, there was a lot of discussion, saying that you were ungrateful and secretly obstructed him."
"Then, I ran into Su Liluo in Jinxiu Pavilion. I don't know if she was targeting you or for some other purpose, but she deliberately spoke ill of you in front of you. I couldn't help it and got into a fight with her."
Jiang Shiyuan thought about that scene and found it funny. "The two of them were like crazy people, pulling each other. She scratched me with her sharp nails, and it was so strong that she pulled out a bunch of her hair. Then we both cried in pain and sat on the ground, sobbing and crying, not caring whether you were right or wrong."
Pei Che was shocked again.
That year he was promoted, and his family held a banquet to celebrate. During the banquet, Pei Ziye asked him casually as a joke -
He asked, there is a young lady on the street who is jealous of your uncle and makes a big fuss. Uncle, do you know about this?
He just thought he was talking nonsense and said firmly: "I know." '
It turned out to be her.
He should think that the baby belongs to her. Apart from her, who else would protect his dignity and reputation so roughly and directly?
Pei Che pursed his lips, smiling, and then said lightly: "Well done, I'll do it again next time."
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