Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

Tingqiao brought Pei Shiqing into the palace with her. Originally, she wanted him to stay at the house, but he said: "Shiqing is His Highness's companion. Since His Highness is going to stay in the palace for a long time, he should bring Shiqing with him." Sir."

After thinking about it, she nodded.

In fact, maybe it would be safer in the palace. When chaos breaks out outside, she won't be able to know his situation in time.

After learning that Tingqiao had brought Pei Shiqing into the palace, Wei Jing was of course extremely satisfied. She had not forgotten that Pei Yi's body had not yet been found.

But on the one hand, Wei Jing couldn't help but wonder, why hasn't Tingqiao gotten tired of Pei Shiqing yet? Could it be that the relationship developed some time ago?

Although she wanted to argue, her mind was confused and she could only wave her hand away.

Anyway, they are all under her nose now.

"Wait," Wei Jing remembered that there was something left to say, so she asked them all to stop.

Wei Heng and the others had no choice but to kneel down again and listen to her words.

Wei Jing glanced coldly, "I sent some people to guard around your dormitory to prevent assassins from disturbing you. I don't want to see you get hurt."

What assassin? They just want the guards to look after them!

Several people suppressed the anger in their hearts and bowed their heads to thank them.

After they left, Wei Jing asked someone to pass on the imperial preceptor.

After a while, the Imperial Master arrived.

Wei Jing couldn't wait to ask him: "National Master, have you refined the new elixir?"

The Imperial Master said coldly: "Not yet, Your Majesty is too impatient."

"I have said before that the matter of elixirs cannot be rushed. Hasn't Your Majesty learned enough lessons now?"

Wei Jing did have doubts about him before, but after he calmly showed the lotus blooming in the tea bowl and the fire in his palm, Wei Jing became convinced of him.

In the pursuit of the art of immortality, no matter which emperor became stupid.

Wei Jing said quickly: "It's not that I'm impatient, it's just that I've been suffering from erysipelas recently, and I hope the Imperial Master can alleviate my pain."

The Imperial Master said: "I have reminded your Majesty about this matter before. Your Majesty can stop the elixir on your own. The erysipelas will naturally dissipate after some time."

"But..." Wei Jing stopped talking.

She couldn't stop at all. Although the medicine made her feel groggy during the day and afraid to fall asleep at night, when she took the elixir, she felt unprecedentedly comfortable, and she felt much younger, and her vision became clearer.

The Imperial Master continued: "Your Majesty, everything has a price."

Then he resigned.

Wei Jing frowned, and after a moment of silence, she still couldn't hold back the desire in her heart and asked someone to bring her elixir.

I will just take this pill and try again tomorrow... She closed her eyes and took a pill.

-

On the first day of entering the palace, it started to rain heavily at night.

Tingqiao was awakened by the sound of rain hitting the eaves. He turned over on the bed several times, but still couldn't fall asleep.

It had been a long time since she had been in the palace, so she was inevitably a little uncomfortable.

She turned over without much movement, but the man who was sleeping on the bed outside the screen woke up. He walked around the screen gently, probably because he was worried that she would kick off the quilt and want to come over to take a look, but he didn't want to confront her. Blinded.

Fluorite was placed next to the bed to provide some light at night.

"Your Highness," Pei Shiqing said in a gentle voice, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Tingqiao lay on his side and looked at him, "I was woken up by the sound of rain, so I couldn't sleep."

He came over and sat down on the side of the bed, just at eye level with her, "Then let me tell you some stories for Your Highness?"

Wouldn’t that make it even more difficult to sleep? Tingqiao thought.

Tingqiao didn't answer, so she reached out her hand, just to his ear. She pinched his ear gently, with some teasing intentions.

Pei Shiqing didn't move at all, but her warmth slowly spread to the ears she rubbed.

She chuckled and took back her hand, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Pei Shiqing said: "I woke up when I heard the sound of His Highness turning over."

"The noise of turning over shouldn't be as loud as the rain, right?" she said.

I really don't know how much he paid attention to what she was doing here, even when he was asleep.

Pei Shiqing simply lay down beside the bed and got closer to her, "Because I thought that His Highness might not sleep peacefully at night."

Since she was sick last time she came back, he thought that she must have had a bad life in the palace.

You might have nightmares this night, or you might be "sick" like before.

Tingqiao laughed, "What a considerate husband."

Pei Shiqing couldn't help but smile and looked at her softly.

With a thought in her mind, she stretched out her hand and tapped his nose, "Such a considerate husband, how about I treat you to a bed with me?"

She didn't wait for him to respond. She reached down and grabbed his clothes, trying to bring him to bed.

Pei Shiqing didn't resist and lay down on the bed obediently. This time the two of them were eye-to-eye.

She was smiling.

Pei Shiqing was moved for a moment, reached out and pressed her lips, and then let go. He leaned over, put his lips against hers, and kissed her wantonly for a while.

The sound of rain outside was still heavy, but the coolness accompanying the rain could not enter the temple at all.

He held her skin against each other, gradually creating another kind of heat.

The two of them are stuck together and don't want to separate.

Her nails were like the tip of a pen, leaving marks on him just like last time, and she also bit him on his shoulder.

He gently called her "Your Highness", his lips were a little dry, and he sighed and asked her: "Can I call you Qiaoqiao?"

Tingqiao chuckled and said in his ear: "How about I call you husband? Or consort?"

She said in a long tone, "Or should I call you - Qingqing?"

After saying that, he laughed involuntarily.

But after a moment she huffed.

The autumn rain is swaying, and even the delicate flowers are swaying, unable to stop.

……

Pei Shiqing hugged the man and sighed with satisfaction.

Tingqiao narrowed his eyes slightly with a slight smile.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Qiaoqiao, let's rest, it's not yet dawn."

"Yeah, it's not yet dawn." She leaned into his arms, slowly closed her eyes, and slept with him.

In the middle of the night, she actually slept very peacefully.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn and the rain had stopped. Everything outside the hall had been washed by the rain and became particularly clear.

Tingqiao was in a good mood, and the past could no longer trouble her.

Through the bronze mirror, she saw Pei Shiqing lighting the incense in the palace and putting the newly picked flowers in the vase. She looked back and saw that the flowers were still covered with dew, which looked particularly beautiful.

"What does Your Highness want to do today?" He looked over with a smile.

Although she said she came to the palace to attend to illness, judging from the empress' intention yesterday, she didn't really want to see any of them, including Tingqiao.

"Hmm..." Tingqiao thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything to do. There wasn't much that could be done in the palace, and it was best not to attract attention.

Pei Shiqing said: "Why don't you, Your Highness, play chess with me today?"

Tingqiao: "Okay."