and son

Meng Chuji made a gesture to take off his pants.

Pei Jing's eyes were sharp and she quickly pressed his hand, her eyebrows twitched fiercely, and her temples, which had almost improved, started to hurt again, "I'll do it myself."

Meng Chuji stopped and gave him the towel, "Come by yourself, fine, then you can do it yourself."

He doesn't lift, people who don't lift are more sensitive to their lower body, he understands.

Pei Jing held a towel and looked at Meng Chuji, Meng Chuji stood in front of the bed and stared straight at him, he had no intention of leaving for a long time, coughed and cleared his throat: "Quiet, can you pour me a glass of water? "

"okay--"

Meng Chuji agreed, stepped out of the screen, and went to serve him tea and water.

When he finished pouring the water and went back, he found that Pei Jing had already put the towel on the stool next to him, changed his underwear, and was sitting upright, waiting for him to come back.

Meng Chuji blinked, then blinked again, and couldn't help saying, "Have you done it all?"

Pei Jing coughed, and the tips of her ears turned red quietly: "Okay."

Meng Chuji was extremely amazed, "You are too fast."

Although in the past in General Meng's Mansion he was too lazy to take a shower in the summer and took a bucket to take a shower, but Pei Jing was even faster than him, and he even suspected that he didn't wipe it clean.

"Quiet, I'm thirsty."

Pei Jing changed the subject directly.

Only then did Meng Chuji remember to give him the water in his hand, stared at him and took two symbolic sips, and said unhappily, "Drink it up, you should drink hot water when you are sick."

Pei Jing couldn't please him, so she had to drink a whole glass of water. Meng Chuji took the teacup, put it aside casually, and asked:

"Still sleeping or not?"

"can not fall asleep."

After sleeping all day and being frightened, my mind is very clear now.

"Oh—" Meng Chuji stretched his body, "Then I'm going to sleep."

"it is good."

Pei Jing's heart was a little turbulent, she watched Meng Chuji go to his own bed, lifted the quilt to get on the bed, then lay down, and closed her eyes facing him.

The room fell into silence for a long time. Pei Jing didn't lie down but just sat. Meng Chuji's shallow and even breathing didn't know whether he was asleep or not. The cold night wind sneaked in through the window. When the heat melts, the sandalwood is wafting, and the carved screen reflects the warm orange light, everything becomes extremely peaceful and serene.

Pei Jing stared at Meng Chuji's face, the thick powder covered his original appearance, although he always thought that his flesh and blood were not important, at this time he unexpectedly thought about it, his warm voice contained a little sick nasal sounded:

"Quiet, can I see your real face?"

"..."

long time.

Didn't get any response.

Pei Jing withdrew her gaze, lay down slowly, with her back to Meng Chuji, opened her eyes and looked at the pictures of ladies on the screen, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.

He knew that Meng Chuji was not ugly, his facial features were so vivid and cute, even with such thick makeup, he could still see his bones, but he just didn't want to show him.

Presumably, the person he would like to face with his true face is his longing lover.

He was forced to come here with a kiss. Has he ever fallen in love with others before...

I don't know what was going on in Pei Jing's mind, but as soon as Pei Jing lay down, Meng Chuji opened his eyes, patted his chest and silently praised his little wit.

Let Pei Jing see her true face?

Well worth it!

Fortunately, his mind turned quickly, and he deliberately pretended to be asleep and didn't speak, so as to avoid the embarrassment between the two of them, otherwise the consequences... Tsk.

Rolling over happily, Meng Chuji continued to sleep.

Late at night.

Pei Jing couldn't sleep alone, and when he heard that Meng Chuji was completely asleep and snoring slightly, he dared to turn his body around. The distance between the two beds was half an arm, and the distance between the two was only an arm. He could touch Meng Chuji when he reached out. He didn't know why he wanted to touch Meng Chuji, but Meng Chuji tilted his head and fell on his fingers, feeling uncomfortable. He even moved up, resting his head on the back of his hand, sleeping It's even sweeter.

In an instant, Pei Jing's heart was like melting ice, soft like a pool of spring water, an inextricable joy.

He couldn't help thinking: How can someone be so cute and cute, even the way he sleeps is so likable.

...he is really stupid.

Pei Jing restrained herself from looking away, and silently recited the mantra to calm herself down.

Friends can't be bullied.

Even if it is a husband and wife, it is not what he likes, and he can't think about anything.

What's more, he didn't want to lose the enthusiasm and warmth that Meng Chuji gave away now.

Be sensible.

Thinking like this, the thoughts that rushed to the top really cooled down. He counted the flower branches embroidered on the tent above, one by one, carefully, and the final result was 360 five branches.

Women at the bottom of the society mostly make a living from embroidery. They have to embroider for more than 300 branches for several days. It is so hard. It is time to urge the Ministry of Industry to improve the loom as soon as possible.

Many thoughts flashed through, and Pei Jing finally felt a little sleepy again after staying up late at night, but a respectful and cautious voice sounded outside the door:

"Your Highness, it's time to go up."

Pei Jing had no choice but to shake off her drowsiness and sit up.

Meng Chuji was still resting on the back of his hand, Pei Jing carefully pulled out the back of his hand little by little, for fear of waking him up, the last one was a bit heavy, Meng Chuji snorted softly in his sleep, turned over and continued to sleep, Pei Jing exhaled , get dressed and go out.

The door closed softly, with no sound.

The next second, Meng Chuji sat up on the bed, seeing that Pei Jing was no longer around, quickly put on his clothes and chased him out.

Pei Jing had already gone far away, Meng Chuji searched around but couldn't find it, squatting in front of the gate, he was extremely annoyed when he learned that Pei Jing's carriage had gone to the palace.

Pei Jing is such an idiot, he doesn't know how to take a break, and he doesn't know how to stop when he is sick. With so many ministers in the court, what can he do without him for a day?

The emperor of Da Chu postponed the early court until after dawn, and stopped the court at every turn, and he didn't see how Da Chu was doing. He dedicated himself to the country and the people, and he didn't want his body.

It was still snowing before dawn, and he walked in such a hurry, he didn't know if he should wear two more coats.

Meng Chuji turned around and washed, went to the room and turned over a big cloak, called a carriage and went into the palace.

It is not easy to see the road in the night and night, and there is snow on the road, the drivers are very careful, Meng Chuji lifted the curtain, looking anxiously at the direction of the imperial palace in the distance, wishing he could grow his wings and fly over.

Almost at the palace, Meng Chuji found an old man in a coir raincoat selling roasted sweet potatoes on the side of the road. He got out of the car and bought two sweet potatoes and put them in his sleeves. By the way, he asked the old man if he had seen Pei Jing's carriage. The old man said: "There are a lot of carriages." In the past, ministers often buy sweet potatoes from me, and their carriages are familiar to me, madam, which minister are you chasing after?"

"I'm chasing His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Oh, His Royal Highness, it's been a while." The old man said, "Your Highness is always earlier than the ministers, but His Highness is benevolent. The old man heard from some ministers that His Highness would chat with them about government affairs on the road, and he might leave in snowy days." Slow down, ma'am, can you hurry up and try?"

"Okay, thank you!"

Meng Chuji got into the car and told the driver to go faster.

When he was about to enter the palace, there were lights on the side of the road, so the coachman was not worried about not being able to see the roadblock, and the carriage drove faster.

After entering the palace, Meng Chuji quickly saw Pei Jing's people, walking and chatting with a group of ministers from a distance, coughing from time to time reverberated coldly, so abrupt that it made people feel distressed, Meng Chuji directly jumped off the carriage and called With a cry:

"Your Highness!"

The minister in front stopped, and the thin and tall figure also turned around, and replied in surprise and surprise:

"Quiet?"

Holding the cloak in his arms, Meng Chuji stepped forward quickly, panting slightly, and said, "I'm chasing you, I'm running really fast."

Pei Jing was taken aback, and asked, "Jing Jing, why are you chasing me?"

Meng Chuji wanted to hit him straight away. Why did he chase him? He didn't have any clues in his mind, so he shook the cloak with both hands and put it on him.

After arranging the majestic court clothes for him, Meng Chuji frowned very sadly:

"The court clothes are so thin, who made them?"

"I'm used to court clothes like this."

Pei Jing replied gently.

Meng Chuji gave him an unhappy look.

Pei Jing closed her mouth wisely.

Meng Chuji tied the belt of his cloak for him, brushed the snowflakes and wrinkles on his clothes for him, then took him a step aside, avoiding the subtle eyes of the ministers, and put the hot sweet potato in his sleeve into his hand let go, said:

"Did you brush your teeth after running so fast? Find a chance to eat secretly, don't be stupid and hungry."

Pei Jing looked down at the sweet potato in her hand, and felt an unspeakable feeling in her internal organs.

Meng Chuji continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't use it, anyway, no one thinks of you, you must eat it, you know?"

After giving the order, he heard the strict ringing of the bell, which meant that the morning court was about to begin. Meng Chuji waved to him. Pei Jing couldn't speak a thousand words, so he couldn't bear it any longer and pulled Meng Chuji into his arms, tightly hugged.

Meng Chuji was still in a daze, Pei Jing had already let go of him, and walked towards the minister, his emotional voice remained calm on the surface:

"Let's go."

When Meng Chuji came to his senses, Pei Jing walked away.

This is... what kind of operation?

What does hug him mean?

Could it be because he rushed all the way here to give him a big cloak and sweet potatoes, which moved him beyond words, so brother thanked him without saying a word?

Is that so?

Is that so?

When the bell strikes three times, it is time to go to court. When the bell strikes the second time, the Golden Luan Hall is about to arrive.

The topic of court affairs can be left to the palace to say that a minister was concerned about Pei Jing's private affairs: "Your Highness and Your Majesty are really loving."

Pei Jing smiled, but did not speak.

Another minister also chimed in: "Your Majesty is really virtuous and kind to come here in the snow in the night. Your Majesty cares about His Highness so much. His Highness's cold will be cured as soon as possible, so I don't have to worry about it."

Pei Jing still smiled distantly.

At this time, an old official said bluntly and rudely: "My lady and her relatives have been in Dasui for a few days. Is your lady happy? If not, Your Highness must hurry up and have children with your lady, so that Dasui can prosper and prolong his life."

Pei Jing was taken aback for a moment, then slowly raised her thin lips: "Teacher is right."

Seeing that he had listened, the Taifu was quite relieved, nodded and entered the Golden Luan Hall.

……

Meng Chuji was in a hurry when he came after him, but he was leisurely when he went back.

There is nothing to do back to the Prince's Mansion, I woke up early after running all the way, and I can't sleep when I get back to the cage, so I just go back slowly.

If it wasn't too early, Gillian probably didn't wake up, he would be happy to stop by to watch this little girl's movie.

and many more……

With a flash of inspiration, Meng Chuji snapped his fingers, suddenly enlightened.

That's right, how could he forget his dear little cousin Ting'er.

At this time, his dear little cousin Ting'er had to leave the Zhennan Prince's Mansion and come to the palace to wait for Pei Jing. Last time she was waiting on the road so early, maybe she is here now.

It happened that there was nothing to do, Gillian was still awake, Pei Jing was in the early court, wouldn't it be a good time to play with Shangguan Ting?

The more Meng Chuji thought about it, the more he felt that it was true. He lifted the curtain of the car and looked around, for fear of missing Shangguan Ting.

He forgot where the carriage was stopped by Shangguan Ting last time...

"Old Zhao, where does Princess Qinghe often wait for His Highness to come?"

Meng Chuji didn't find Shangguan Ting's person, so he muttered outside.

The coachman replied: "The princess waits every day on the only way His Highness must pass, which is the place not far ahead before leaving the palace."

Now it is a straight road, and at the end of the straight road, it starts to fork and divide into various palace gates. Shangguan Ting is waiting at the place where it is about to fork. No matter which palace gate Pei Jing goes out from, she will always bump into her.

Meng Chuji's mood soared, "Oh, oh, stop when you get to the place, and I'll see if the princess will come."

"The princess must be here." The coachman didn't have a good impression of Shangguan Ting, because he hurt her once, and the prince slapped her, "Whether it's windy or rainy, or thunder or snow, the princess is here There is no way to leave without waiting for His Royal Highness to meet."

"How long has it been?"

"It's been like this since the princess entered Beijing, about three years ago."

Meng Chuji was amazed.

It's shocking for a woman to throw away her face and self-esteem to pursue a man. She has been chasing him for three years. I never thought that there is such an infatuated woman in the world. However, men hate women's entanglement the most.

why?

You don't cherish what you get easily, let alone give it away for free.

If you run into a free giveaway on the road, you have to suspect that it is a liar, let alone a human being.

Speaking of which, he felt that if Shangguan Ting and Pei Jing were right.

Matching identities, male talent and female appearance, an infatuated person and an affectionate type, one put aside her status as a princess and pursued her true love for three years without regrets, and the other is an emperor but determined to marry only one person in her life, no matter how you look at it, it is a romantic couple in the storybook Typical story.

If Pei Jing can make a pair with Kissing Tinger's little cousin, he is really happy to see it happen.

It's a pity it's a pity.

The carriage ran and stopped slowly, Meng Chuji raised his eyebrows and lifted the curtain, looked around and asked the driver: "Is Qinghe there?"

The coachman didn't speak, but the graceful and charming female voice rang out: "Biao sister-in-law!"

Look upside down.

Meng Chuji immediately changed the side curtain to look, and sure enough, he saw a bright beautiful shadow standing by the side of the road, which one is it not Shangguan Ting?

The round-faced maid behind her held an umbrella for her, and the snow fell around her, making her look like a fairy descended into the world.

Meng Chuji's eyes lit up, and he even waved his hands: "Come up quickly, don't freeze in snowy weather, hurry up, hurry up."

Shangguan Ting smiled softly at him, and got on the carriage obediently. Meng Chuji handed over the handle and borrowed his strength to prevent her from falling. Then he patted the seat beside him and said, "Come on."

Shangguanting sat down next to him, and asked curiously: "Cousin, why did you come to the palace so early?"

"It's not for His Highness." Meng Chuji answered casually, let go of her hand, and asked, "Are you waiting for Your Highness here?"