The beauty is delicate and soft, and he madly criticizes the powerful officials for taking her as th

Yu Tingwan's eyes trembled slightly, and he lowered his head and said, "This is Prince Wei's Mansion. If you want to come back, no one will stop you."

Seeing that she didn't want to answer, Pei Zhi didn't ask any more questions. After getting on the bed, the lights were extinguished, and he sighed when he realized that the person in his arms was fast asleep.

He has been dealing with those old foxes since he was a child, and learned the art of understanding people and controlling their subordinates. The minds of most people in the world are extremely easy to understand.

But he just couldn't figure out what Yu Tingwan was thinking.

It is clear that she is not a complicated person.

Bullying her into a deep sleep, Pei Zhi reached out and pinched her cheek, then rubbed it, feeling as if she had finally regained some flesh.

He had been busy these past two days and should have been tired, but now he was not sleepy at all. He suddenly remembered that Yu Xiuyun said that when Wan Wan was young, the late king had sent someone to propose marriage.

Pei Zhi only knew roughly about this. He was fifteen years old at the time, and he was keenly aware of his father's dissatisfaction with him, and seemed to want to choose a less prominent fiancée for him.

But he didn't know who it was, and the late king didn't reveal much about it. He would later be engaged to the Cui family, and he wouldn't go into details.

If the Yu family agreed at that time, when he returned to Chang'an at the age of sixteen, he would be able to see Wan Wan in the Wei Palace.

Yu Tingwan is still young, so he can slowly pamper her as she grows up.

If that were the case, at least Wanwan wouldn't hate him so much.

While Pei Zhi was thinking, the movements of his hands did not stop. Yu Tingwan was finally awakened by the touch on his cheek and reached out to stop him.

Seeing that she was awake, Pei Zhi held her fingers, kissed her gently and chuckled.

"Wanwan, if your father had agreed to the late king's marriage proposal, what would have happened between us?"

"But there is no what if." Yu Tingwan choked up. He was thinking about this in the middle of the night?

She pursed her lips and said: "If I had come to Chang'an at that time, you would have been eager to send me back to Qingzhou. I was always sick when I was a child due to the insufficiency of the fetus, which was very troublesome. It was only after I grew up that I slowly recovered."

"If you take supplements in Prince Wei's Mansion, you won't get sick."

Yu Tingwan couldn't see his expression clearly, "I was very delicate when I was young."

"There's nothing wrong with being squeamish." Pei Zhi didn't care at all, "I wish you were more squeamish."

"At that time, I wasn't as good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting as I am now. I'm afraid I can't understand what you wrote either."

"I can teach you."

As the questions and answers continued, the atmosphere became increasingly weird. Yu Tingwan wanted to say something more, but suddenly stopped.

How could she stay up late at night, discussing an illusory possibility with the man next to her.

Still so serious.

"No matter what happens, I like it." Pei Zhi pressed the back of her head, kissed the corners of her lips, and murmured: "If I had known today, when I was sixteen, I would have exchanged my military exploits for you."

"I beg my father to go to the Yu family in person. Your father will agree."

Yu Tingwan was stunned for a long time and whispered: "My father probably won't be willing either."

She unconsciously tightened the clothes of the person next to her and hesitated: "The reason why the late king wanted to get engaged was to suppress you. Since you have achieved military exploits and your position as the heir apparent is stable, how could he come to the Yu family again? And if my father doesn't agree, then... Because we are not suitable in the first place, there is no possibility for us to do anything else.”

There are not so many things in the world. What if, if I have to make a hypothesis, if Princess Chengyang had not died, if Yu Gongming had surrendered to Pei Xu, if her brother had not disappeared in Jiangxia, if King Wei had not stood by when the late emperor summoned her to Beijing. , will not be the case.

"Your Majesty, God's will is what it is. Two people who are not suitable for each other cannot force their fate."

Pei Zhi was silent for a moment and said calmly: "There is nothing inappropriate. If it is suitable, you will know after trying it."

He thought it was a perfect fit, his Wanwan was the best girl in the world.

Besides him, who else could be worthy of Yu Tingwan.

As for God's will, that is even more ridiculous. Pei Zhi never believed in this.

Everything can be changed by human power, and God's will is just an excuse and sustenance for the incompetent.

Yu Tingwan's throat tightened, feeling that he was in a very bad mood. The next second he heard the sound of his pajamas breaking, which was particularly harsh in the silence.

"Wanwan, the fate that comes by force is also fate."

He held the woman in his arms, held her right hand, guided her and stroked her down from her chest bit by bit.

"Even if it is God's will, you and I can be so close, which shows that God also thinks that we are a couple."

The tone is not affectionate, but more like a firm judgment than a word of love, with a bit of arrogance and pride.

Yu Tingwan regretted it so much that she should just close her eyes quietly and say nothing.

She wanted to raise her hand, but was held down. She held back her slight gasp and whispered: "You have to enter the palace at the end of the year."

"I can't sleep anyway."

Pei Zhi was so angry that he was completely sober. As long as he was around Yu Tingwan, his mood would fluctuate greatly, appearing moody and unpredictable.

At three o'clock in the morning, he lit a lamp before leaving, sat quietly in front of the couch, stared at Yu Tingwan, bent down and kissed her eyes still stained with tears.

After entering the palace, as soon as Pei Zhi walked into the palace, Chen Du came over: "My lord, this is the list drawn up by me."

Pei Zhi planned to transfer Pei Jing back, and the list included officials who had served in Youzhou.

He was looking down at the list when he heard Chen Du ask doubtfully: "My lord, did you meet an assassin last night?"

There was a blood stain on the side of Pei Zhi's neck, which was very conspicuous when viewed up close.

Chen Du only had concubines, and those women would only please him obediently, but how dare they leave marks on him, so he didn't think at all that the blood marks were scratched by women.

"The princess has a raccoon cat that likes to scratch people." Pei Zhi said in a cold voice, pointed to a name on the list, and changed the topic: "I remember that he has an elder brother named Zhang Yuan who once worked as a historian in Youzhou. Why is he not here? On the list?”

"That was ten years ago. He was retaliated against for his integrity. Half of his face was ruined and his appearance was horrific. He retired early."

Officials in the imperial court must have a dignified appearance. Chen Du meant that Zhang Yuan's face was not suitable for being a frontier official.

"I remember that the late king mentioned that he was quite talented. Before going to Youzhou, he served in Yingchuan. He had good political connections and was very good."

Looking at the posture of King Wei, he was quite satisfied with Zhang Yuan. Chen Du sighed and said, "My lord, since he was injured, he has been withdrawn and dislikes seeing others. I'm afraid he is unwilling to serve in an official position."

"His family doesn't have much money. My father admired him quite a lot when he was in Yingchuan, so he wanted to recommend him as a minor official, but he refused every time."

After hearing this, Pei Zhi's expression did not change, he nodded and said, "I understand, the appointment of the new Youzhou governor has been shelved in advance."

*

Yu Ting had lunch in the evening and just felt a little sleepy due to the warmth in the room when he heard someone coming in.

Seeing the blood stain on the side of Pei Zhi's neck exposed like this, her face turned pale.

"Why don't you cover it up? What if the ministers see you?"

"Why do you have to cover up what Wan Wan left for me?" Pei Zhi said with a smile. Seeing that she was getting annoyed, he comforted her and said, "I told my subordinates that the princess has a civet cat."

He didn't sleep last night and went to bed to rest for an hour. When he woke up, he called out "Wanwan" in a lazy voice.

Yu Tingwan looked along the sound and saw that the man on the couch had his eyes slightly lowered and one leg was propped up casually. He was obviously not fully awake yet.

As soon as she walked to the couch, she was pulled into his arms by Pei Zhi, who laughed several times: "Wanwan, can you do me a favor?"