Jiang Shiyuan held the cat and pushed the door open to enter Pei Che's study, still dressed in men's clothes, as a page boy.
Although Mammy said that the wedding date was approaching, she should not leave the house.
But, the one who is about to get married is Jiang Shiyuan, what does it have to do with her, Jiang Shutong?
Besides——
"I was walking the cat and happened to pass by the Taifu Mansion. I'm thirsty. Taifu, can you give me a cup of tea?"
She was just passing by.
Jiang Shiyuan lied with his eyes open, not caring that the General's Mansion and the Grand Tutor's Mansion were separated by several streets and that the carriage would take more than half an hour to get there.
Pei Che had already smiled when she appeared, and stood up to pour her tea.
He was the only one with a cup in the study, so he simply picked up his cup and handed it to her.
Jiang Shiyuan was holding the cat and was about to jump, but Pei Che had already lifted the cat and fed it to her.
The Taifu's service was very thoughtful.
Jiang Shiyuan looked at him and held up a cat: "I'm not thirsty, the cat is thirsty."
Pei Che was silent for a moment, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
Jiang Shiyuan raised his lips and smiled, "I was kidding you, cats don't drink tea, it's me, I want to drink Master's tea."
Jiang Shiyuan lowered his head and drank from his cup.
Pei Che tilted his cup and couldn't help laughing again.
Is it true that even the most ordinary things will become so interesting after being touched by her?
This is Jiang Shiyuan.
He went from south to north, and from north to south, and there was only one Jiang Shiyuan.
He met him.
"Have you had breakfast?" Pei Che asked gently.
"I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't wait for you." He said again, with a hint of regret in his tone that he himself didn't even notice.
Jiang Shiyuan rubbed the cat in his arms and acted out the whole thing: "I didn't know the general would miss you so much. He didn't even want the dried fish and ran to the Taifu Mansion in a flash."
Jiang Shi was willing to hint at something, hiding his thoughts, and while he was speaking, he looked at Pei Che's expression.
Pei Che's smile widened again. He met her gaze and answered frankly, "Master, I want to, too."
"Thinking about cats."
"Missed you, too."
Unlike her, Pei Che leaned over and gently kissed her forehead.
It couldn't be more straightforward.
There was also uncontrollable joy and love expressed naturally between his brows.
His love for her increased every time he saw her, until it piled up like a mountain and was hopeless.
It was like a feather brushing past, a soft kiss, Jiang Shiyuan was confused for a moment, pursed his lips and said: "Master, are you giving me a reward so early?"
Jiang Shutong and the cat guard haven't done anything yet.
Pei Che chuckled: "As long as you like it."
Only he knows that he is the one who is rewarded.
Jiang Shiyuan looked at the smile on Pei Che's face, the raised corners of his lips, the raised eyebrows, which were captivating.
She suspected that Mrs. Ru's appearance was not a coincidence, but she had more important things to do than to verify the past.
"It seems there is another temple fair today. I want to go shopping and buy some toys for the general. Do you want to go with me, Master?" Jiang Shiyuan invited.
Pei Che did not refuse: "Do you want to send it now?"
Pei Che asked someone to prepare the carriage. Soon, the carriage was ready and the two of them got in.
"I think I saw Mr. Cui."
When getting in the carriage, Jiang Shiyuan thought of the carriages and horses leaving not far away, and couldn't help but say.
When she came just now, she entered through the side door, so she didn't know what happened at the main entrance.
Pei Che said in a calm tone, "You are wrong."
Did I see it wrong?
She had good eyesight and could always spot Pei Che from a distance.
Moreover, as Pei Che's mentor, Cui Daxueshi was the person who visited Pei Che's courtyard most frequently in the past. She remembered Cui Daxueshi's figure.
They would discuss chess every few days, or test each other on knowledge while playing chess.
Pei Che not only has to defend the chessboard, but also has to refute the sharp criticism of Cui Daxueshi.
Although there were no weapons, there was blood and gore.
Jiang Shiyuan sometimes stood at the door of the study and peeked at them, worrying for Pei Che. It was even more frightening than the competition between her mother and her father.
When mother and father compete, no matter how badly father loses, mother will still hug him and coax him to try harder next time.
Every time Master Cui came, Pei Che would feel exhausted, as if he had been beaten inside and out, both his body and soul. But even so, Master Cui would not comfort Pei Che.
It was she who went in several times and pulled Pei Che out from the study.
It must be difficult for Pei Che. He is admired by everyone outside, but criticized as worthless at home.
Jiang Shiyuan retracted his gaze, got into the carriage, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Can you say a little bit of bad things?"
Pei Che was always amused by her serious expression: "Okay."
Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but ask, "Master Cui, don't you like me?"
Pei Che was stunned, his throat rolled slightly, and the silk in his sleeves gathered together: "What did he say to you?"
Jiang Shiyuan shook his head: "I didn't say anything, but Master Cui looked at me with cold eyes."
Jiang Shiyuan was sensitive, especially at that time.
Every time Master Cui looked at her, his gaze was not disgusted, but definitely displeased.
Perhaps he thought her noise disturbed Pei Che's studies, or that she caused trouble everywhere and wasted Pei Che's time.
Pei Che frowned slightly, his eyes suddenly dimmed, he wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
But Jiang Shiyuan changed the subject and said, "I don't like him either, even though he is Taifu's mentor."
Pei Che was stunned: "Why?"
"Because he didn't teach well. He taught the Taifu knowledge, taught the Taifu how to be an official, and taught the Taifu how to serve the country, but he didn't teach the Taifu how to entertain himself." Jiang Shiyuan said seriously.
Sixteen-year-old Pei Che moved out of the Pei family's old house. There was no one around him. There was nothing in the courtyard except all kinds of books, not even a single plaything. Thinking back now, Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but wonder if Pei Che's extravagant inkstones and cups were his only way to kill his desires.
"He just wants to turn Taifu into his pride, but he doesn't really love Taifu."
"That's why I don't like Master Cui. He's not a good husband."
The unexpected words made Pei Che's heart tremble again. It was an extremely gentle voice, but it was like a huge rock, hitting the lake of his heart, and it took a long time to calm down.
Pei Che looked at her, opened his mouth, and murmured, "What about me? Am I a good husband?"
Jiang Shiyuan looked at him doubtfully, but met his anxious gaze, as if this was an extremely important question and her answer was extremely important.
"Isn't the answer obvious?"
Jiang Shiyuan raised the corners of his lips and spoke brightly and straightforwardly.
"Rather than saying that Taifu is my husband, it is better to say that Taifu is the morning star in the wilderness of my life, always shining. When I need it most, I can see it as soon as I look up, and it always guides me."
"Without the Master, there would be no Jiang Shiyuan today."
Pei Che's nose suddenly felt sore, and he cleared his throat, feeling a little unable to control himself.
Compared to that rumor, Pei Che was more willing to believe that this was the real answer.
She said he taught well.
He has no job, he does a good job.
"Well cooked." Pei Che suddenly laughed, his voice a little hoarse.
Jiang Shiyuan was stunned and looked at him puzzledly: "What?"
Pei Che held her in his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, his eyes red where she couldn't see.
"I said that fire was a good one."
Everything was destined.
"What do you want? Master will give it to you."
Jiang Shiyuan leaned in his arms, and before she could react to why his emotions were fluctuating, she heard those familiar words.
Happy again?
Does it turn out that the Grand Tutor also likes compliments so much?
Jiang Shiyuan thought for a moment and said, "I want to drink a little bit of wine, is that ok?"
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