Give Him the Handle

Chapter 9 Bad Guy

The charcoal fire in Yangju Hall is very strong.
Pei Qing personally checked the decorations everywhere and felt relieved when he learned that the palace servants were serving him well. When she turned around, Xiao Ji'an was standing upright in the palace, reciting the ancient book's words word by word.
As the only prince, Xiao Ji'an never slacked off. Even though the rebels invaded the palace and almost killed him, the child could still get up early as usual and come with her to the Yangju Hall to pay his respects to his father
At this time, Xiao Jing coughed twice, and Pei Qing hurriedly walked over and said, "Your Majesty, the soup is not hot anymore. It's better to drink it while it's hot."
After saying that, she picked it up and wanted to use a spoon to feed Xiao Jing the medicine. . Xiao Ji'an on the side snickered, Xiao Jing also smiled and shook his head, and said to Xiao Ji'an: "Ji'er, you memorized the book very well today. You go and wait outside the hall first."
Xiao Ji'an nodded readily and went outside the hall by himself.
"Brother-in-law, do you have something to say?"
Xiao Jing took the bowl of medicine in her hand and took a sip, "It's still so bitter."
As an emperor, he has always been indifferent to emotions and anger, and rarely does this. Most of the complaints were about the bitterness of the soup and medicine. Pei smiled softly, "That's why I prepare preserves every day, but my brother-in-law didn't eat any of them."
The bowl of soup reached the bottom, but Xiao Jing still didn't eat the preserves.
"The candied fruit covers the bitterness in the mouth, but it is useless for the bitterness in the heart. If it were useful, you would eat it, right?" He put down the medicine bowl.
Pei Qing was stunned by these words.
Xiao Jing looked at her: "King Nanchuan said that he wants you."
He still looked gentle, but Pei Qing immediately knelt in front of him and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. It was she who wrote a letter begging Xiao Yuan to come. She promised too much in that letter of help without Xiao Jing's consent. Now Xiao Yuan is just asking for it.
"Your Majesty, forgive me. It's my fault."
"What's your fault?" Xiao Jing stretched out his hand towards her.
Pei Qing looked at that beautiful hand and didn't dare to touch it.
"Is it wrong that You shouldn't have written a letter asking for help to King Nanchuan to repel the rebels, or is it that Yoy made the mistake of risking your life to protect the child who was not born to you?" Xiao Jing patted the side of the couch, "The ground is cold, sit here."
Seeing that he didn't really Angry, Pei Qing stood up and sat beside the couch.
"It was my fault that I directly announced your entry into the palace without asking you what you meant."
Hearing what Xiao Jing said, Pei Qing shook her head: "I don't blame my brother-in-law for this. I was raised by my sister. My mother died young and my father loved the son born from my concubine and never cared about us for a day. It wasn't until my sister met your Majesty by chance and became the queen that my life at home became better... I had a dispute with my father and break . I am not home, my sister is pregnant and worried about my safety, and she is depressed. It is my fault. When I knew I could take care of my sister's child, I was willing to do so. "
Xiao Jing never knew Pei Qing. That's what I thought.
When she first entered the palace, he even felt that she was deliberately imitating Pei Wan's words and deeds in order to gain his favor. So at first when he came to Hanning Palace, he only looked at Ji'er and didn't say anything to her. It was only as time passed that he discovered that Pei Qing's feelings and longing for Pei Wan were no less than him,
Xiao Jing sighed: "Your sister had a difficult delivery. The doctor said it was because of her poor health. Pei Qing, you can't take all the blame on yourself."
Seeing that she still blamed herself, Xiao Jing stopped mentioning Pei Wan. He asked: "Although you entered the palace voluntarily, you abandoned him, right?"
It was self-evident who he was.
The tears finally rolled down. Pei Qing wiped them away and said nothing.
Xiao Jing wanted to sleep for a while after taking the medicine. There were more guards from the Nanchuan Army in the palace, so it was obviously much safer.
Pei Qing took Xiao Ji'an for a long walk in the imperial garden for a long time. He didn't eat much for lunch. Pei Qing knew that he had been holding back in the house for a long time, so he didn't care about the cold winter and asked the imperial dining room to arrange the dinner. In the pavilion of the Imperial Garden.
Xiao Ji'an indeed ate more at noon. Pei Qing held his hand and walked back, "When it's peaceful outside, mother will take Ji'er out of the palace to taste the delicious food outside the palace, okay?"
Xiao Ji'an held her hand: "Then when I grow up, It was Ji'er who took her father and mother to taste all the delicacies in the world!"
Pei Qing's eyes turned red and she nodded slightly: "Okay."
When she brought Xiao Ji'an back to Hanning Palace, it was already dark, and she had been shopping for most of the day. Also a little tired.
But I didn't expect that as soon as I stepped into the palace gate, I would see Zhi Lan waiting nervously at the entrance of the palace. Seeing Pei Qing come back, she called out softly: "Empress."
Next to Zhi Lan, stood guard Chu Li with a knife.
Pei Qing held Xiao Ji'an's hand tightly. Chu Li had already spoken: "Queen, our prince has been waiting for you for a long time."
This man came without any warning, so Pei Qing had no choice but to take Xiao Ji'an in.
Xiao Yuan was drinking wine from the set of agarwood-carved jade cups that Xiao Jing gave to Pei Qing. Xiao Jian'an saw it as soon as he entered, "How can you use my mother's favorite jade cup!"
Hearing this, the man in the elegant seat swept his eyes. come over.
Pei Qing hurriedly stepped forward and stood in front of Xiao Ji'an, "If the prince likes it, use it." She lowered her head and taught: "Ji'er, he's a guest, so you must not be rude."
Although Xiao Yuan is a minister, He is also an elder, so Xiao Ji'an should call him uncle.
Xiao Yuan smiled, then loosened his fingertips, and the expensive jade wine cup banged on the corner of the table. If it hadn't rolled to the ground covered with a soft blanket, it would have been smashed to pieces.
"Oh, Am I a guest?" The man stood up, and Xiao Ji'an, who was protected by Pei Qing behind him, realized how tall he was.
He looked very scary, not as scary as his father who was a king, but as scary as the big devil in the legend who frequently killed people.
Bad guy. These two words appeared in Xiao Ji'an's mind.
Xiao Yuan approached and leaned slightly in front of Pei Qing: "I would like to learn how to be a guests."