The group favorite princess shreds the script of the villain

Chapter 113 I'll Go Tell Prime Minister Pei

Butler Wu took a closer look, and was a little surprised: "My lord, is the charcoal fire too hot? Why do you..."

Beads of sweat dripped from Pei Qingshang's forehead along his chin. He was only wearing unlined clothing, and his strong chest was faintly exposed by the neckline.

At this time, Pei Qingshang's face was cold and his eyes were rosy as if drunk. He carried the clothes in his hand and strode to his quiet room.

He also left a sentence: "I won't go to the palace today."

After Pei Qingshang entered the quiet room, he closed the door, leaving Butler Wu and the servant staring at each other.

The boy was very puzzled: "What's wrong with our lord? His face is red and he's sweating profusely. Could it be... that he just did a set of punches in the room?"

Butler Wu jumped up and slapped the boy on the forehead: "It's not all about you, why didn't you light a charcoal fire for the adults last night, look at you and make us adults hot!"

The boy covered his forehead, his face wrinkled like a bitter gourd: "I'm wronged, my lord didn't let me use a charcoal basin to make fire at all last night."

"No?" Butler Wu was taken aback, and looked back at the closed door: "It's weird, then what's going on..."

Sandalwood is slowly burning in the quiet room, and when the white smoke rises, it brings a burst of meditation effect.

It was a cloudy day outside, and the pane revealed the same dim look, hitting Pei Qingshang who was sitting cross-legged, casting a shadow over his whole body.

He frowned, letting beads of sweat slide down his well-defined eyebrows and eyes, and then drip down from his chin on the ground.

But for some reason, the more he tried to drive away the distracting thoughts in his mind, the more futile it became.

Simiaomiao's gorgeous and vivid face appeared in front of his eyes countless times.

Pei Qingshang suddenly opened his eyes, the blackness in his eyes was like a drop of ink dripping into the sea, leaving only the cold breath after retracting the sheath, and faint ripples of confusion.

He leaned on the ground slightly, pressed his fingertips between his eyebrows, and took a long breath.

Pei Qingshang has been with the eminent monk Xuande since he was a child, and the first thing he learned was to meditate. His stamina and endurance have already reached perfection and are comparable to others.

But now, a pool of heart water has been stirred.

Pei Qingshang tried several times to suppress the anger in his heart, but to no avail.

Reluctantly, he stood up and drew out the sword placed on the weapon rack beside him.

The moment the blade suddenly came out of its sheath, there was a rustling humming and tremor. Pei Qingshang held the blade as if holding nothing in his hand, and swung it back and forth freely.

The cold light of the white blade was just like the sharpness in his eyes.

The sword shadow swung like running water, and after the inaudible sound of golden drums, Pei Qingshang was already dripping with sweat, he bent his waist and propped his knees up, panting lightly and urgently.

He has handsome eyebrows and eyes, and at this time there is even a trace of sarcasm that is no longer cold.

Pei Qingshang raised his eyebrows a little, straightened his thin waist, saw a sword flower just pulled out, and he sent the sword into the sheath.

He opened the window, tall and tall, with cold eyes, as if the arrogance and wantonness just now were just an illusion of others.

Pei Qingshang asked himself how much he likes Simiaomiao, although it is not the slightest bit, it will not disturb the mind.

But why can a simple dream, an ordinary kiss, make him mess up?

He pressed the window railing with both palms, his knuckles were slightly stiff and white, and his eyes were dark and silent inch by inch, just like the deep sea creeping up layer by layer.

On the other side, Simiaomiao was almost out of his mind.

She lay on the table countless times and looked at the box of Menghun incense sent by Hualian, recalling what Hualian said: "Who do you like, Meng will tell you the answer."

Then she dreamed of Pei Qingshang, and also dreamed that Pei Qingshang kissed her. Does this mean that she was expecting such a thing from the bottom of her heart? !
Thinking of this, Simiaomiao thumped the table furiously, and lay down on the table with a blushing face: "Si Miaomiao, you shameless beauty!"

Because of the reason of the dream, Simiaomiao has been hiding in the room again these few days.

Once, Xie Anlan came to visit her, and just after a short walk in the garden with Simiaomiao, he saw Pei Qingshang leading several officials coming from the end of the garden.

Like a cat whose tail has been trampled on, Simiaomiao looked around in a panic, and was the last one to hide behind a tree.

Xie Anlan was surprised: "Miao Miao, what are you doing?!"

Si Miaomiao stood behind the tree, showing half of a resentful and strange pink face, and said, "An Lan, you can't say you saw me!"

After speaking, she hid in again.

Just as Xie Anlan was about to ask, Pei Qingshang had already brought several ministers to her.

As soon as Pei Qingshang's indifferent eyes swept over him, Xie Anlan subconsciously opened his arms and confessed to himself: "Master Pei, you can see clearly, I didn't bring any weapons into the palace this time."

Pei Qingshang put on a stern face, nodded slightly as a greeting, and then left without saying a word. The ministers bowed their heads and followed behind him, and the group left in a hurry.

Xie Anlan exhaled, and she called out to behind the tree: "Miao Miao, come out."

With two fallen leaves on top of Simiaomiao's head, he poked his head out to look around, and then jumped out with confidence.

Xie Anlan felt strange: "What tricks are you and Prime Minister Pei playing again? How come seeing him is like a mouse seeing a cat and has to hide?"

Simiao Miao walked in the opposite direction weakly: "I will explain to you when I have a chance."

Although Xie Anlan was puzzled, she didn't continue talking.

She only blushed excitedly and said, "Miaomiao, in ten days' time the Songlin Mountain Academy will be recruiting students, and we will play on the mountain for half a month. Let's go together!"

Pine Forest Courtyard?Simiaomiao remembered this place.

Isn't that the place where the dungeon is done in the game? She still remembers that every time she went in, she either ran into gangsters or robbers.

In name, the Songlin Mountain Academy is a group of old men who refuse to become officials. They call themselves idle clouds and wild cranes, but they start classes every year to recruit students, and after half a month of teaching, they don't care.

Its name is to accept students, but in fact it is to collect some money to live a better life.

Simiaomiao was not interested, he waved his hands and said nothing.

Xie Anlan was in a hurry: "Go, please, Xiaozhi and Mingzhu both agreed."

Simiaomiao walked forward swaggeringly: "I'm not in the mood to waste time. Xiaozhi agreed because she would not refuse you herself. Mingzhu must be the one who tempted her with delicious food."

Xie Anlan lowered her head: "You guessed it right... But, just go with me once, okay, just this time!"

Simiaomiao stopped in his tracks, turned his head and raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "What are you doing for? Why didn't I know that General Xie was still interested in this kind of academy."

Xie Anlan twisted her fingers and smiled shyly: "Actually, I heard that Mr. Wang is going to retreat to study. I thought I had some misunderstandings last time and wanted to clarify with him again."

Wang Zhengzhi?Good guy, it's for that man again.

Simiaomiao was even more determined this time: "Have you forgotten how you wanted to die for this dog man last time? No, I won't go, and you are not allowed to go either!"

"What kind of dog man, that's called a son!" Xie Anlan was anxious: "Are you going or not!?"

"No! Go!"

Xie Anlan turned around and left: "Then I'll stop Prime Minister Pei and say that you just hid behind a big tree and spied on him."

(End of this chapter)