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

Pei Zhi knew Zhang Ji's temperament, which looked strange to outsiders and tyrannical to foreigners, but was actually introverted and taciturn. He usually rewarded him with nothing, but even wrote three memorials and sent them to Chang'an from Liangzhou.

"Changyun, since the princess is giving it to you, take it."

After hearing what the King of Wei had to say, Zhang Ji accepted it respectfully and said little during the meal. Yu Tingwan thought of Zheng Sui and asked about her current situation, and Zhang Ji suddenly started talking more.

"A Sui mentioned the princess and said she was extremely smart and wrote beautiful poems."

Zheng Sui used a lot of words at that time, but they were too literary and clumsy, and Zhang Ji could not remember them clearly.

The curvature of Pei Zhi's mouth remained unchanged, but there was a bit more smile in his eyes. He nodded and said, "What you said is true."

After Zhang Ji had eaten, he left in a hurry, saying that Zheng Sui was about to give birth. After saying goodbye to Zhang Yushu, he hurried back to Liangzhou.

That night, after Yu Tingwan took a bath, he saw a plate of honey on the low table next to the couch.

"Zhang Ji brought it from Liangzhou." Pei Zhi, dressed in pajamas, sat beside the couch, held her in his arms, and stuffed a piece of it into her mouth.

"how is the taste?"

Yu Tingwan wanted to get up, but was held down. He asked warily: "What do you want to do?"

When she saw that Pei Zhi didn't speak for a long time, she became more and more panicked. Until the stone honey melted in her mouth, and the sweet taste was still there, he suddenly lowered his head, his lips and tongues intertwined like drinking wine, and his fingers deftly took off her belt without touching her. Put it aside as usual, but wrapped it in her eyes.

Her vision was blurred, the sound of breathing and heartbeat in her ears became more intense, and every feeling became clearer. She wanted to take away the restraints in front of her, but her slender wrists had already been firmly nailed.

Yu Tingwan was confused and thought her lip must be broken. She hated stone honey for the first time. She couldn't remember how much Pei Zhi had fed her, but she only felt that the last piece was a little different.

It is also sweet, but has some pantothenic acidity, which is smaller than the previous ones.

She thought maybe it was because Liangzhou was a long way away and it was broken on the way there, or maybe her lips and tongue were numb and she couldn't taste the original taste.

The belt was taken off, and Pei Zhi held onto the waist that was as soft as a willow branch in front of him. His long hair hung down on her chest and was tangled with her hair. His tone was content and lazy, with a hint of unnoticeable excitement, and a secret desire was satisfied. The pleasure at the end.

"Wanwan, no matter where you go from now on, I can feel it."

Yu Tingwan closed her eyes, her face flushed, and she lay in his arms without moving, not hearing what he said at all.

Pei Zhi also knew that she was unconscious at the moment, so he dared to say it openly.

He glanced at the gold bracelet placed in the low cabinet next to the couch and planned to order someone to throw it away tomorrow.

Compared to lovesickness, the broken soul rope is more appropriate. He held the soft hand and slowly brought it close to his heart. Since there was an invisible rope that tied them together at all times, why use an eyesore gold chain.

When he was still the prince, Pei Zhi had seen the power of this thing. At that time, he captured a Beihu general.

The general was Shan Yu's younger brother. He escaped from prison after being imprisoned and defected with part of his army, and happened to run into the Wei army.

Pei Zhi originally planned to interrogate him personally to see if he could get out some information about the royal court. Unexpectedly, before the execution was carried out, as soon as night fell, he was rolling on the ground talking nonsense.

He felt strange and made a special investigation to find out why. He immediately ordered people to continue the torture without hesitation and finally pried his mouth open.

It seems that Xiangsi Yin is not that powerful, at least not as good as the torture used by Dragon Slayer Guard.

At that time, he was young and full of energy, and he did not forget to ridicule, "It's just a yearning, but he lost his temper like this. Hu Lu is really used to bullying others, he doesn't know what pain is."

Pei Zhi thought about the past and suddenly chuckled. He ran his fingers along the hair on Yu Tingwan's back. He saw that there was still a lot of stone honey that was not used, and felt regretful.

Such a good taste cannot be wasted.

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The next day when he went to the morning court, Pei Zhi left in a carriage as usual. It was just dawn outside. He held a memorial in his hand, which was the test questions drafted by Yu Xiuyun, asking him to review it and make a decision.

As the carriage approached the palace gate, he suddenly paused, with a complicated look on his face. Chi Ying asked, "My lord, are you feeling unwell?"

"Don't delay going to court."

The calm and cold voice as usual, without any sign of discomfort, made Chiying feel relieved.

Today's morning session was even longer than before. Pei Zhi only felt a little discomfort but no pain. He even had the intention to look at Zhao Heng's face a few more times, with a faint smile on his lips.

Others saw that King Wei treated the prince gently, but Zhao Heng felt that it was an undisguised mockery.

Pei Shu has been going to the East Palace from time to time recently, and King Wei's shadow guards took people away in front of him, showing no shame and treating the prince as if he was nothing.

After going down to court, Pei Zhi called Yu Xiuyun, "I'll be waiting for you at my house after noon today."

He paused and added: "I'm afraid not many people can write those test questions of yours."

Even if you bite the bullet and write it, it will be a pile of waste paper.

Yu Xiuyun himself is young and knowledgeable, so everyone in the world should be like him, and those who can't are useless.

Originally, there was no need to invite Pingyang Marquis to go to the house to talk about this matter, but Pei Zhi remembered that he felt guilty last night. When he returned to Guanjuyuan, he saw that Yu Tingwan had just woken up and looked away when he saw his face.

He stepped forward and saw her swollen lips, brought a glass of warm water over, and asked, "I was careless. I won't do it again."

"You have said this many times." When Yu Tingwan opened her mouth, she found that her voice was hoarse and she became even more annoyed, "Zhang Ji gave you stone honey, and this is how you use it."

Pei Zhi moved out of Pingyang Marquis and said softly: "Wanwan, your brother will come to the house after noon. How about leaving him at the house tonight to have dinner with you?"

The Marquis of Pingyang and the King of Wei thought each other was talented, but when it came to personal matters, they disliked each other.

In particular, every time Yu Xiuyun met Yu Tingwan, when she came back, she would not know what she was thinking and become inexplicably cold.

Even though Yu Xiuyun and his colleagues came to the Wei Palace to discuss matters more than once, the King of Wei never let him have a meal.

I thought that inviting him to the party would make Yu Ting feel better. Unexpectedly, her face turned even more ugly. She pointed to her neck and used makeup to cover only a rough red mark. Her lips were so beautiful that they were dripping with blood, and she said, "You You want me to see my brother like this?"

While waiting for dinner, Yu Xiuyun's eyes flashed across his sister's face, and he froze for a moment. He was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so he pretended that nothing happened.

After he sat down, he saw King Wei himself pouring a cup of scented tea and handing it to the cold-looking woman next to him.

The Marquis of Pingyang on the left and right were not subordinates either. Pei Zhi gently held Yu Tingwan's wrist under the table, rubbed her slightly calloused fingertips affectionately on her palm, raised a porcelain cup with one hand, and coaxed in a low voice: "I asked someone to add more honey, you can have a taste."

Staring at the tea cup in front of her, Yu Tingwan took it and took a sip. Because her voice was hoarse, she didn't speak much to Yu Xiuyun, and just listened to what her brother said.

Pei Zhi was silent on the side and listened for a long time. Yu Xiuyun was always mentioning old things from his childhood, and he couldn't get a word in on them.