攻略偏执狂[快穿]

Cannon Fodder Princess

　　But at this moment, the guard hurriedly came over and whispered to Pei Qing.

　　Pei Qing frowned slightly.

　　Chu Mo's return this time was not to conceal his return, but to make a big fanfare, as if... he was afraid that others would not know that he was back.

　　Now he is no longer the hostage who was slaughtered before, but the regent who is more than ten thousand people in the Wei Dynasty. His coming this time represents the good relations between the two countries, so naturally he must treat each other with courtesy.

　　It's just that the emperor is old, and countless affairs fall on his shoulders.

　　Thinking of this, he turned around and looked at Jiang Fei: "Go to the room and wait for me first. There is a story book on the bookshelf. If you are not interested, just read it first."

　　Jiang Fei nodded and said, "Don't be too late."

　　Pei Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and agreed.

　　But after turning around, the smile gradually disappeared, and I felt uneasy.

　　What you wanted before was just Jiang Rongrong, but why...you started to hesitate?

　　Pei Qing's bedroom is clean and simple. When you walk in, you can smell the light sandalwood, which smells good.

　　Jiang Fei sat at the table and waited for a long time. Xu was really busy and Pei Qing never returned.

　　She had nothing to do, so she walked to the bookshelf, opened a storybook, glanced at it casually and put it back.

　　There was a thick ancient book on the side. Jiang Feixin took it over and was about to open it when a piece of paper slipped out and fell to the ground.

　　Jiang Fei frowned.

　　That's a portrait.

　　She picked up the portrait and unfolded it.

　　The woman in the portrait is lifelike, dressed in white, and her facial features and posture are somewhat similar to her today.

　　Jiang Rongrong.

　　"Jiang Fei!" Pei Qing's voice suddenly sounded at the door, his tone more serious than usual.

　　Jiang Fei turned pale in shock and looked up at Pei Qing blankly: "She is..."

　　Pei Qing remained silent, feeling either frightened or anxious. He stepped forward, took the portrait, and put it back in the ancient book.

　　Until he saw Jiang Fei's pale face, his body froze, and he reluctantly softened his tone: "My servant has brought the medicine. Do you want to drink it first?"

　　Jiang Fei looked at him and nodded gently for a long time.

　　Medicines and preserves have already been placed on the table.

　　Pei Qing sat aside absent-mindedly, confused.

　　Did she see that portrait?

　　But if she saw it, why was she so calm?

　　What would she think?

　　Full of irritability.

　　"I've finished drinking," Jiang Fei said lightly, then slowly stood up and smiled quietly, "I'm a little tired today, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

　　After saying that, without waiting for Pei Qing to respond, he walked out the door.

　　"Jiang Fei..." Pei Qing stood up.