Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Pengcheng.

The ancestral home of the Ji family.

Behind the Ji family's mountain, crape myrtles bloom in the summer. The petals are in clusters, like beautiful clouds perched on green branches. When the wind blows, the shadows of the flowers sway and the petals fall in a riot of colors, just like the scarlet fairy paper scattered by a goddess, painting the mountains and rivers into a dreamlike state.

A bamboo house is looming among the crape myrtle flowers.

A crape myrtle tree is in full bloom, and a woman in purple is sitting on the ground, playing the piano. Her fingertips look like colorful butterflies flying out, and the sound of the piano is lingering.

The woman had an extremely beautiful appearance, and her whole demeanor was gentle and demure, yet she possessed the composure and calmness of a person who had experienced many things. She was like a graceful peony that had been weathered by wind and frost, with all the glamour washed away, leaving only a calmness that was not disturbed by fame or disgrace.

Suddenly, a flute sound came, not abrupt, but a natural and clever connection, from a piano solo to a piano and flute duet, with a lingering climax and then fading away, sad but not hurtful, mixed with calmness and indifference.

The white hands stopped, the jade flute was hidden, and when the song was over, the purple-clothed woman looked up at the white-clothed man who was playing with her. She was quiet and gentle, with a hint of expectation between her eyebrows, and asked softly:

"Yanzhi, Dijing... Is everything okay in Dijing?"

The man in white was Pei Qing, courtesy name Yanzhi. He was the youngest son of the current head of the Pei family, the nephew of the late Empress Jiayi, and the younger cousin of Crown Prince Huixian.

He is free and easy by nature, unrestrained in his behavior, good at dealing with people, well versed in business, and proficient in medical skills.

He is a close friend of Ji Qingchen, the son of Duke Wei. Since Duke Wei got into trouble six years ago, Pei Qing rarely returned to the capital. Instead, he traveled around the country, running his business while practicing medicine. His whereabouts were mysterious.

Pei Qing still had that unruly smile on his face, but his eyes were full of seriousness. He said:

"Sister Qingyan, I have worked so hard to come all the way from the Imperial Capital to Pengcheng, why don't you care about me?"

As he spoke, he moved closer to her. His coquettish tone, coupled with his handsome face, did not seem greasy or exaggerated at all.

The purple-clothed woman in front of him was the real queen of Daqian, Ji Qingyan. In the past six years, after Ji Qingyan returned to the ancestral land of the Ji family, she never set foot in the imperial capital again.

However, Emperor Chengming was completely unaware of all this. He only felt that his queen had become increasingly cold and indifferent to him, and her style of doing things was more severe than before. However, he did not know that there was another person who had been acting out the "deep love between emperor and queen" with him for the past six years.

Ji Qingyan did not raise his eyes, his expression was calm, and he said lightly: "Xiaobao, how old are you?"

"Xiaobao" was Pei Qing's nickname. Ji Qingchen often teased him with this name when they were little.

At that time, the gentle and calm elder sister Ji Qingyan would always come forward to defend little Ji Qingchen when he made fun of little Pei Qing.

As time went by, little Pei Qing fell in love with this gentle older sister.

When the young boy Mu Ai was in love for the first time, just when they were having a quarrel, Pei Qing found out that his beloved elder sister was with another man, and that man had promised to be together for the rest of their lives.

The young Pei Qing felt uncomfortable, but he was more disdainful of the man who had taken his elder sister away.

As expected, the man failed to keep his promise. After Prince Huixian died of illness, in order to compete for the position of crown prince, he took in a concubine and married a concubine.

Then, Pei Qing looked at Ji Qingyan. The smile on her face was still gentle, but it revealed the indifference of someone who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and seen through the world.

Until six years ago, when the Ji family of Duke of Wei was wiped out, she resolutely returned to the Ji family's ancestral land to recuperate while pregnant, and broke off completely with that man...

After many twists and turns, his elder sister is still as gentle as ever, but she does not belong to him after all.

Thinking of this, Pei Qing felt a little bitter in his heart, but the smile on his face still had a bit of cynicism and a hint of naive dependence.

Pei Qing was already used to Ji Qingyan's refusal to accept the challenge. He knew how to go with the flow, smiled to hide the sadness in his eyes, and said:

"Hehe, in front of Sister Qingyan, I will always be your most beloved little treasure."

In fact, how could he be willing to be just Xiaobao, but this is the only way now.

He saw Ji Qingyan just staring at him quietly, with a gentle look and a calm smile, but without saying a word.

Pei Qing knew that he should stop talking, so he sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and replied:

"Don't worry, Sister Qingyan, He Yu is doing well in the Imperial Capital."

He and Ji Qingchen had a tacit understanding and concealed the fact that Ji Qingchen had not yet cleared the poison from that year, as he did not want Ji Qingyan to worry about it.

Seeing Ji Qingyan still silent, with a hint of sadness between her brows, Pei Qing's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said in a gentle voice to comfort her:

"Sister Qingyan, the truth of that year has gradually emerged, and the day when the truth is revealed is not far away. Everything will be settled in due course. You don't need to worry about these things, we are here for you."

Ji Qingyan smiled, her eyes gentle and calm: "Okay, I believe it."