Your Highness, You Stole My Heart+Extra Story

Peng Ji shook her head, there was still an eunuch at this moment, knowing that this posture was inappropriate, Peng Ji quickly stood up straight and distanced herself from Fa Yi.

"Master Fa can go back to the house first."

"Your Majesty summoned the minister, but did not tell him to retreat, how dare the minister go back to the mansion first?"

Peng Ji wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the coughing in the dragon bed. She hurriedly sat by the bed and helped Emperor Jin Cheng up, "Father, you are awake."

Emperor Jin Cheng's voice was weak, but he still patted Peng Ji lightly with his hand and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, Yan'er, I'm fine." Then he shouted again, "Come on up with prison wine."

Fa Yi walked to the bedside, "Does Your Majesty have any orders?"

"Prisoner must love my daughter well."

The surprise in Fa's eyes could no longer be concealed, and she nodded in response.

"It's late at night, Yan'er and Laojiu go back home, I have the whole imperial hospital here to accompany me, nothing will happen."

Peng Ji was unwilling to leave, she never thought that her father would show such powerlessness one day.

This made the resentment in her heart fade away, and made herself feel guilty for having this resentment.

"It's time for the noble concubines to come, Yan'er, let the prison wine take you back home."

In the end, Peng Ji and Lao Jiu still left the palace gate, Fa Yi let the bearers of the princess mansion back down, and got into the carriage by himself.

Peng Ji didn't care about these things this time, and closed her eyes after getting into the carriage.

She knew it, she knew her father, and her father knew herself even more, it was impossible for him not to know that he also wanted to fight for that seat.

Now she can't see clearly whether her father wants to give up by herself.

The sound of the carriage kicking slowly stopped, and Zhuxiang called out softly, "Princess, we're here."

Only then did Peng Ji slowly open her eyes, she stepped out of the carriage, and was about to get off when she saw Fa Yi stretching out her hand.

Her palm is not big, but it is so white that people love it.

Usually the bearer squatted on the ground and she stepped off the car. Originally, she wanted to jump off directly, but that hand was just stretched in the air.

Maybe it was because she was really tired, Peng Ji took those hands and used her strength to get off the carriage.

"It's my fortune to be able to drive the car personally, my lord. In the future, if there is a need for my help, I will definitely help you with all my money."

Fa Yi smiled, and she laughed silently and warmly, "The subject is here to send you off to Her Royal Highness, so why not thank you."

"Since that's the case, I won't send you off." She glanced at Fa Siqi who had been following behind her.He signaled her to go back quickly.

When Peng Ji was walking towards the mansion, she remembered that she had lost her composure in front of this person today, just when she was feeling annoyed.

"Your Highness, the minister is dry and tongue dry, could you please give me a cup of tea?"

Peng Ji turned around and looked at Fa Yi seemingly puzzled, seeing that she was still smiling lightly, but the eyes that looked at her were shining like stars.

Ghostly.

"can."

Not far away, Fa Siqi looked at the night, a little puzzled when did the patriarch of her family fall in love with drinking tea in the middle of the night?

The author has something to say: Bamboo Fragrance: ... Drinking tea on a night with a dark moon and high winds?

It's because my hair is long and my knowledge is short.

Chapter 9

It was already late at night and the Princess Mansion was not dark. From the door of the mansion to the teahouse of the Princess Mansion, the lanterns hanging high illuminated the entire Princess Mansion.

Fa Yiben thought that he would go to the main room to serve a cup of hot tea to the servant girl, but Peng Ji brought her to the unique teahouse in the Princess Mansion instead.

Fayi of the Princess Mansion has been here before, and more than once, both openly and secretly.She is well aware of Peng Ji's habit of meeting guests, meeting with staff or guests with invitations is in the main hall, and meeting people privately is in the west hall.

And this teahouse is in the east hall where Princess Pengji lives, and only she and people from the house have entered it.

And now that she's here, does it mean that Peng Ji regards herself as her own?

Peng Ji loves the tea ceremony. After cleaning her hands, she starts to make tea, her hands moving slowly.

Normally, she would definitely want to tease the Ting Wei, but today she is really not in a good mood.

"Drinking tea late at night is not good for sleep. Are you sure you want to drink tea?" Her voice was hoarse.

"I want to drink." Fa Yi suddenly changed the subject, "Your Highness, you still remember that on the night of the empress dowager's birthday ceremony, the minister's cloak was white."

Peng Ji thought of the beautiful white fox cloak, and secretly blamed herself for forgetting to return it, "I almost forgot, so I asked Zhu Xiang to bring it over, and it was supposed to be returned the next day."

"I have already given it to Your Highness. This is His Highness's stuff. How can I say it again. What I want to ask today is that Your Highness knows how many white foxes it is made of."

Pengji seemed to remember that Zhuxiang vaguely mentioned this topic, and thought about the size of the cloak carefully, and said uncertainly: "There should be five or six adult white foxes."

Fa Yi shook his head, "It's two adult white foxes and six cubs. They were once raised by me, and they are as close as my brothers and sisters."

Peng Ji shook her hand while pouring tea, and the tea dripped onto the tea tray. She looked at Fa Yi in surprise, a little at a loss.

They were raised by their own hands as close as brothers and sisters, but made capes from their fur... Peng Ji suddenly felt that the breeze was a bit cool.

"Then why, why did they become cloaks?"

"It was I who stripped off their furs and sewed them into cloaks, leaving the last thing that can stay in the human world. I will be sad and sad, but I understand that all living things that exist in this world are Everyone will die one day. Your Highness, people are like this, and one day they will disappear from this world."