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"When I was in Lingji, every time I served porridge with my mother, I would meet a fool. He talked the same nonsense as Pei Ke, but his eyes were different."

After Yu Tingwan finished speaking, she felt that she had thought too much. After all, she couldn't tell what was different.

As soon as she closed her mouth, she saw Pei Zhi lowering his eyes, looking at her, and said in a gentle tone, "Is there anything more?"

"When he looked at me today, I felt that he..." Yu Tingwan hesitated, "A little excited."

Seeing that the man holding her was frowning slightly and his expression was ugly, she quickly said: "It's not what you thought, it's like... seeing something new."

Her face turned pale, and when she saw that his face was ashen, she swallowed the last sentence "It was like seeing something useful."

Pei held the back of her head with his hand, pressed her cheek against his chest, and then slowly stroked her back to comfort her.

His voice was a little hoarse: "If I didn't ask, wouldn't you tell me at all?"

Looking at her expression just now, it was clear that she was scared, but she insisted on saying that she was not scared at the banquet.

"Maybe I made a mistake. Nothing happened before. It was just when I mentioned 'Katydid Yanqing', there was a moment of difference." Yu Tingwan's throat tightened and she twitched the corners of her mouth, "Maybe he was excited because he saw the information on my case. The elbow didn't move at all."

Pei held his hand for a moment. When Pei Ke lay down in front of Yu Tingwan's case, his back was turned to him, blaming him for not seeing clearly.

"If you have any concerns in the future, just tell me what to do with Marquis Pingyang." Pei Zhi couldn't tell whether he was more distressed or more annoyed, "So what if you think too much, clan members are nothing, you are my wife , naturally I only care about what you think."

Yu Tingwan leaned her head against his chest and heard his heartbeat beating loudly. She must be angry.

"I originally planned to visit my brother, and asking about Pei Ke was just a sideshow." Her voice was muffled.

"I'll go with you. As for Pei Ke, I don't want to mention his past, just because I'm afraid you will misunderstand him."

"What did I misunderstand?" Yu Tingwan raised her head and looked at the serious man in front of her.

"I'll explain to you when I get back home." Pei Zhi kissed the corner of her lips soothingly, looked into her clear eyes, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid of him, no one can hurt you."

After returning home, he did not go to Guanjuyuan. Instead, he took Yu Tingwan to the inner room of the study, opened the darkroom, and took out a scroll.

He hugged the woman beside him and saw that she wanted to open the painting on the desk, so he gently held her hand.

"Don't worry about this."

Pei Zhi said softly: "In the thirty-second year of Youning, my uncle died in the rebellion. The late king had soldiers and horses, but he did not save him."

A trace of confusion flashed across Yu Tingwan's face.

"The disparity in military strength was too great. My father was not sure at that time, so he chose to go back to Chang'an to ask for help." He said slowly: "The next year, he rushed into the battle regardless of the strength of his troops in order to rescue the enemy. At that time, Chang'an was full of storms, saying that his father had been killed intentionally. Uncle."

He watched the change in the face of the woman in his arms, lowered his eyes and said: "Do you think so too? Anyone who hears these things will feel that the former king is obsessed with power, and the impeachment is almost as high as the door of Pei Mansion."

Yu Tingwan raised his head slightly, "Is it really intentional?"

"No." He was silent for a moment, "The late king treated Pei Ke very well. If he did it on purpose, why not eradicate it? My grandmother also said that the late king and his uncle were brothers and sisters. If those speculations were true, how could she, as a mother, Use your mind to speak."

"Wanwan, look at that painting."

Yu Tingwan unfolded the scroll, and it turned out to be a young general, wearing armor and high-spirited, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Pei Zhi.

It also mentioned the words "Today or later, I will meet this beloved man."

After seeing the signature, she became careful with her hand movements. She turned her face and asked Pei Zhi, "Is this a painting by Princess Chengyang?"

The painting was painted in the 33rd year of Youning, the year when Pei Xu was accused by everyone of having killed his brother.

"Yes, my mother loved him very much. In this year, she agreed to the late king's marriage proposal." Pei Zhi lowered his head and rubbed her temples with his chin, "Wanwan, if the late king was really that despicable, how could my mother marry him? give him."

Pei Zhi was certain that she might not believe in the two generations of Wei kings, but she would not doubt Princess Chengyang's choice.

Sure enough, Yu Tingwan stared at the painting for a long time without saying anything, struggling in his heart.

Princess Chengyang has always been kind and kind. Even when Emperor Min was deposed, she only imprisoned him. When she was young, she took the initiative to reduce the expenses of the princess palace to relieve the floods in the south.

How could such a person fall in love with a man who had a despicable character and murdered his brother-in-law.

Yu Tingwan suddenly asked: "Since the truth is as you said, why are you hiding it from me?"

"I'm afraid you don't believe me." Pei held the cheek of the woman in his arms with his hand, "I'm afraid you will have wild thoughts and think that our children will be fratricidal in the future."

He lowered his eyes, thankful that he had just remembered on the carriage that his father was the only one who did not take this painting into the tomb, so that he could use his mother's name to persuade Yu Tingwan.

She glanced at the painting again. The brushwork was delicate and showed her affection. She pursed her lips and said, "I don't believe you."

The fingers gently caressing her face paused, and the man in front of her bowed his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, from the end of her eyes and cheeks to the corners of her mouth, as if a stone had been put down in her heart, and his movements were lingering and tired.

Pei Zhi finally hugged the person in his arms tightly, gently wrapped his hands around her thin white neck, and whispered in her ear: "Wanwan, if you want to know anything in the future, just ask me directly, you are my wife, How could I lie to you."

"If you ask Marquis Pingyang, I'm afraid he will only tell you those groundless rumors back then, and you will be misunderstood in vain."

The low and gentle voice was mixed with the woman's breathing, which seemed particularly ambiguous. The hot breath sprinkled on her ears, turning the original white and small earlobes into light pink, making her blush even more intense.

Seeing her lowering her eyes and saying nothing, Pei Zhi liked her blushing and shy look when she was silent, so he simply carried her back to Guanjuyuan.

The golden curtain hung down, completely covering the scenery inside. From day to night, a hand finally opened the curtain. The man in middle coat hugged the woman with distracted eyes on the couch, and spoke in a soft voice: "Wanwan, I am your husband, just trust me from now on."

Seeing her mouth slightly open and agreeing with him in a hazy state, he bent down and kissed the corner of her lower lips, twirling a strand of her hair with his long fingers, his brows and eyes full of satisfied pleasure.

The maid's voice came from outside, "Master, Li Sizhi is here."

Pei Zhi was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he had indeed asked Li Wei to come to discuss matters tonight, or to hand over a note, and ordered: "Let him wait for a moment."

*

Outside the study, Li Sizhi was restless. After drinking three cups of tea, he finally waited for King Wei.

"My lord, everything I said today is related to Marquis Wan."

Seeing King Wei motioning for him to continue, he quickly told everything he had found out.

After listening for a long time, Pei Zhi looked calm and looked at Li Sizhi: "You mean, Marquis Wan's wife's family is enclosing land in their hometown? All noble families have done this."

"Is there anything else you need?"

Li Sizhi gritted his teeth and said, "I heard that a disease like Marquis Wan's will not suddenly get worse. Someone must be stimulating it, or he may be faking it from the beginning."

"You think it's the former?"

Li Sizhi nodded. If he was pretending, thirty years would be too scary. As a confidant of the King of Wei, he naturally knew how many tricks the King of Wei had used to test Pei Ke.

"I think it was his mother's clan or his wife's clan who harmed him." Li Wei said firmly: "His wife has a son. If something happens to Marquis Wan, it is natural that the child who is not stupid will inherit the title."

Mrs. Wanhou must be tired of taking care of a crazy and silly person all day long, who even wants to compete with dogs for food.

Pei Zhi's face was as dark as water. He thought of what Yu Tingwan said and nodded: "Whether he was harmed by others or deliberately pretending to be crazy, you will know if you try it alone."