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Four hundred and thirtieth chapters intention (a)

Pei Xiu's body shook even harder, and tears as big as beans slid down the corners of his eyes and quickly dripped into the bedding.

Seeing that Pei Xiu didn't say a word, the maid became more anxious and anxious, and reached out to touch Pei Xiu's forehead: "Miss's forehead is so hot! I will report to the wife now and invite the doctor!"

"No!"

Pei Xiu's voice was obviously choking: "It's so late, don't disturb my mother. The doctor has prescribed a prescription, so you can boil a bowl of medicine according to the prescription."

The maid dared not disobey the order, so she had to retreat.

Pei Xiu cried silently for a moment and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

This secret is too wide to let anyone know. From today on, she will hide this secret tightly in her heart and will never reveal a word.

Cheng Jinrong, the Pei family is sorry for you, but in the end you will raise you.

Now, your mother is the queen of the palace, and your younger brother is the sixth prince who is deeply loved by the emperor. He will be extremely noble in the future. You are proud of your glory in the palace, and you have a son-in-law like He Qi...

Just be generous and tolerant and let go of this grudge!

The maid boiled the medicine and brought it to her. Pei Xiu's eyes were red with tears, but his emotions had calmed down a little.

The medicine is very bitter.

Pei Xiu hated drinking medicine the most, but at this time he didn't say a word, slowly drank a bowl of soup and medicine clean. Then, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

After Pei Zhang returned to the yard, he sat alone in the study for a long time.

There was no candlelight in the study, and there was a darkness that enveloped Pei Zhang's figure. It showed a bit of loneliness. Only those eyes were particularly bright and sharp, shining with a dark light.

Father, what exactly do you want to do?

Bangbangbang!

The third update!

Pei Zhang finally opened the door, called two personal soldiers into the study, and whispered: "...Follow the movements in the mansion, especially the personal soldiers around my father, if there is any abnormal movement, report to me immediately."

What is the young master doing?

Why did you suddenly stare at the Marquis’ every move?

The two personal soldiers were a little surprised, looked at each other and responded in a low voice.

That night, Pei Zhang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

On the next five o'clock the next day, Pei Zhang got up and went to the palace to work.

He Qi brought two hundred imperial guards away from the capital, and the remaining eight hundred imperial guards were still divided into two groups. In terms of origin and saintly relatives, he belonged to Pei Zhang. During this period, Pei Zhang often went to Baohe Hall and worked as a servant in the imperial guards.

Therefore, Pei Zhang and Cheng Jinrong had much more chances to meet than before.

It was a coincidence that Pei Zhang had just arrived outside the hall today and met Cheng Jinrong under the eaves of the corridor.

The soft morning light fell on the familiar and beautiful face. Her expression was calm and peaceful, her eyes were soft, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. The moment she saw him, she almost subconsciously restrained her smile.

He looked straight, as if he hadn't seen him, and walked past him like that.

He has been used to it for more than a year.

I was used to her turning a blind eye to him, to her figure from afar, to her silently looking at her and He Qi and whispering slightly, and to her numb and dull pain in her heart.

Today, he suddenly called Cheng Jinrong: "Doctor Cheng."

Cheng Jinrong paused, turned his head slightly, his eyes brightly, and his expression was indifferent: "What advice does Captain Pei have?"

It has been a long time since he saw her so close.

Pei Zhang felt a little sour and his expression was not moved. Only his eager eyes revealed his true emotions: "He Qi has been away from Beijing for half a month! I heard that he was not very harmonious with the Prince of Tatar and had conflicts along the way."

Cheng Jinrong was a little surprised.

Pei Zhang called her specifically to say this?

Perhaps the surprise on Cheng Jinrong's face was too obvious, Pei Zhang was a little embarrassed: "I don't want him, I just said it casually."

Cheng Jinrong calmed down and said lightly: "Thank you, Captain Pei for your concern. I received a letter from him yesterday, and he also mentioned a few words in the letter. They were all small conflicts, so nothing serious."

During the march, a memorial would be sent to the imperial court every three days. He Qi spent his days on public service and took the opportunity to bring some "private messages" to Cheng Jinrong, which was convenient.

On the first day of leaving Beijing, He Qi beat Yuan Silan's personal soldiers. On the third day, several imperial guards had a fuss with the Tatar cavalry while sleeping in the camp. On the sixth day, a small leader in the imperial guards fought with the leader of the Tatar cavalry...

Anyway, I haven't stopped all the way.

He Qi did not hide it, and wrote it into the memorial in detail. Emperor Xuanhe read it and did not comment.

Pei Zhang nodded. After pausing for a moment, he said again: "I don't know how long it will take for him to return to Beijing this time. When he comes back, you should get married too!"

What exactly does Pei Zhang want to say?

Cheng Jinrong's eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold, and his voice became a little cold: "This has nothing to do with you!"

Pei Zhang swallowed the astringent feeling in his throat and whispered: "Cousin Rong, I have no malice."

Cheng Jinrong was not moved, and his eyes were still flashing with alertness: "I want to go in and ask the emperor for the merits, and ask the Chief Pei to give in."

Pei Zhang had no choice but to move aside and watched Cheng Jinrong's back disappear into the threshold.

...

After this day, Pei Zhang and the second prince gradually moved closer.

Pei Zhang is the cousin of the second prince and is also a companion of the second prince. He is already close. Pei Zhang takes the initiative to show his affection and get close to him, but the second prince is not suspicious at all.

Pei Zhang was on duty in front of the imperial court and had no time to spare. On holidays, he went to the Second Prince's Mansion.

The second prince set up a small banquet, called his staff to accompany him, and summoned several more dancers.

These dancers are beautiful, charming and charming. After drinking a few glasses of wine, the second prince gradually became unrestrained.

Pei Zhang had to take the job tomorrow, so it was not advisable to drink too much. He only drank two cups and then changed his tea.

After the small banquet, Pei Zhang followed the second prince into the study and spoke.

The second prince became a little drunk and spoke much more recklessly than usual, and was not very cautious about Pei Zhang. After Pei Zhang asked intentionally or unintentionally, he quickly showed his dissatisfaction.

"...The father only sees Xiaoliu in his eyes now, so where can he see me? Xiaoliu goes to Baohe Palace every night to serve ink and read memorials for his father. The old foxes in the court used to see me happily when they saw me. Now they keep silent, the young man of the Sixth Prince is so smart and generous."

The sour meaning in the second prince's words is clearly heard.

Pei Zhang showed righteous indignation: "Growing old and young is orderly. Does the emperor still want to pass your highness and make the sixth prince the crown prince?"

"What's impossible!" The second prince snorted again with jealousy: "Don't forget that the father was the eighth prince back then, neither the legitimate son nor the eldest son, nor the elder, and he still ascended the throne as emperor."

Pei Zhang frowned and stared at the second prince's face with his eyes: "Can your Highness let it go so much and hand over the position of crown prince?"
Chapter completed!
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