The beauty is delicate and soft, and he madly criticizes the powerful officials for taking her as th

Pei Zhi stared at her quietly, then suddenly sighed and raised her chin.

"Wanwan, if someone else could sit in my arms like this, he would most likely ask me to bring Mr. Song to Chang'an and give him an official title." His eyes were deep, "His wife was you My maid, do you know what this means in official circles?"

Pei Zhi said to her warmly: "It means he is yours."

This means that when Yu Tingwan becomes the queen, Mr. Song will be an absolutely loyal queen.

"Being an official should be for the common people, not to be attached to a powerful person." Yu Tingwan said coldly: "Qiu Tao and I are like sisters, but I have no intention of binding her with any relationship and making her husband my man. "

Pei Zhi laughed and said, "When he goes to Jiangzuo, we will see how his political performance is. If he can achieve political success and harmony in three years, he will be transferred to the capital."

When Yu Tingwan heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

He put away the envelope, softened his expression, and sighed in his heart that it would be better if Wanwan wasn't so sensible.

She doesn't want anything and always seems to be able to leave at any time.

"Your Majesty, I think your decrees are good." Yu Tingwan suddenly spoke up, lowered his eyelashes, and stared at the folded envelope.

If it were not for opening up a subject to obtain a scholar, Mr. Song might only be able to be a private school teacher for the rest of his life.

The sudden appreciation made Pei Zhi stunned for a second, and he said attentively: "Just this sentence, no other commendations?"

"Reward you?" Yu Tingwan looked into his eyes with a surprised expression, but seeing his expression, she knew that he was joking seriously, so she asked softly: "What do you want?"

Pei Zhi took the time to sit on the chair, holding Yu Tingwan's waist with one hand, with a small smile in his eyes, and pressed his lower lip with his index finger.

I thought she was going to be annoyed, but I didn't expect that she hesitated for a moment and actually moved her cheek closer.

Yu Tingwan stretched out her arm, gently hooked his neck, and touched the corner of his mouth with her red lips, leaving a trace of lipstick.

Something seemed to explode in his mind. He raised his palm and clasped the back of the person in his arms. The kiss he kissed was as fast as midsummer raindrops, and his heart beat like a drum, making his scalp numb.

He thought that Yu Tingwan actually agreed, which meant that she at least did not object to such touch.

Noticing that her cheeks were red due to being out of breath, he quickly let go for a moment, and slowly slid his palms down to the back of her neck, clasping his palms around her fair and slender neck. It looked like she was strangling Yu Tingwan's neck, but his fingers were useless. No strength, just caressing the smooth satin skin intimately and ambiguously.

Seeing that the flush on her face had faded, he bent down and used the tip of his tongue to pry open the red and swollen lips, trying to be as gentle as possible.

Yu Tingwan felt a little regretful and a little scared. After all, it was daytime and it was still a study.

But as soon as she was distracted, the tip of her tongue was bitten, and her waist leaned back to meet him, like a weak flame swaying in the spring breeze, and the sound of intertwining and sucking was the sound of the wind.

Suddenly, a strange voice came to my ears.

"Brother! Look what good things I brought you."

The handsome young man wearing long boots rushed in without saying hello, and the clicking sound when he walked suddenly stopped.

Pei Jing was dumbfounded, thinking he was dreaming.

His eldest brother, who had always been calm and self-possessed, and only used rules to admonish him, was kissing and entangled with the woman in the study room, and the way he was intoxicated was no different from any ordinary person who fell in love.

But now, the invisible woman buried her face deeply in his eldest brother's arms, not daring to move. Looking up, she saw a pair of cold eyes.

Pei Jing shivered, the long-lost memory of being beaten came to his mind, and a chill crept up his back.

"Haven't you seen enough?" Pei tapped his finger on the table, "Then keep your eyes open."

Pei Jing wished he could lose his legs and flew out. After running outside the study, he walked around and didn't dare to go in again.

Finally, a familiar servant was caught and taken advantage of. "Go and pass the message for me and ask if I can come in now?"

In the study room, Yu Tingwan's face turned pale when she heard Pei Zhi whisper: "Wanwan, he's gone."

She raised her head, her eyes still misty and watery, "Is that Marquis Boping?"

"He has lost his way. We will let him follow the rules of the family later." Pei Zhi said in a cold voice, "Not long after I returned to Chang'an, I took leave continuously. I don't know what I am doing. I haven't made much progress in Youzhou in the past few years."

While he was talking, he was combing her messy hair, feeling increasingly annoyed with Pei Jing.

Previously, as long as he was in the study, Pei Jing had the right to freely enter and exit the inner room to report important matters. Because of this, when Pei Jing broke in today, no one stopped him.

"I want to go back to Guanjuyuan." Yu Tingwan's ears were red and her voice was trembling.

"He should still be out there."

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant outside said: "My lord, Marquis Boping wants to see you."

"Let him go back."

"Did he just say he brought something for you?" Yu Tingwan held his sleeve.

Pei Zhi lowered his eyelashes and said calmly: "If you are curious, I will let him in."

"I'm not curious, it's just that he just saw me." There was a faint blush on her neck, "You didn't allow him to come."

It always feels like...it's still going on.

Seeing what she meant, Pei Zhi laughed and said, "We didn't do anything else."

Pei Jing waited for a long time and there was no movement. He muttered for a while, couldn't help himself and ran inside and outside and cleared his throat.

"Brother, can I come in now?"

He was a little nervous, and he didn't dare to call him "big brother" any more, and his demeanor and tone became more polite.

Hearing the chilling "come in", he silently lowered his head and stepped into the inner room, laughing twice.

"Elder brother, I will go to the ancestral hall later to receive the twenty-stick family law." Pei Jing turned to look at Yu Tingwan, "Sister-in-law, I just offended you."

Pei Jing couldn't help but take another look, he was really curious.

When he was in Youzhou, he had heard that the daughter of the Yu family in Qingzhou was beautiful. After all, the third son of Yuan loved landscapes, but within a few years he wrote many poems praising the goddess, without concealing who he was referring to.

Yuan Ziyu said that she is a hibiscus in the distant mountains and a drunken begonia in the sun. He also said that she is beautiful and beautiful, shining around her. He can make Luoyang paper expensive, so everyone knows it.

I finally saw her today, and I nodded silently in my heart. The most beautiful woman in the world should be worthy of his eldest brother.

When Pei Jing took a third glance, he suddenly realized that his elder brother was staring at him with a gloomy expression.

He quickly looked away, glanced around, and saw a picture of plum blossoms hanging on the wall. He changed the subject and said, "Eldest brother likes plum blossoms now?"

Pei Zhi nodded and said calmly: "You have been missing for several days. Why are you looking for me today?"

"Brother, I asked for a string of southern red agate beads from the Jokhang Temple, which were consecrated by several masters."

"Do you believe this?"

Pei Zhi glanced at the string of Buddhist beads and took a sip of tea, his expression unchanged.

The Jokhang Temple, the most prestigious Buddhist temple in Sili, had a monastery destroyed a few days ago. The son of Prince Zhaoming, insiders and so-called evidence were all buried in the sea of ​​fire, leaving no trace behind.

Pei Jingyuan was in Youzhou at the time and didn't know anything about it.

"I accompanied those bald masters to fast and chant sutras for five days, and then I got this Buddhist beads." The eager young man pushed the open box forward.

He heard that Chen Du had prayed for a peace talisman at the Jokhang Temple. When he fell from his horse, the talisman broke and nothing happened to him. It was very effective.

Just a few days ago, the Jokhang Temple was being renovated, and many believers donated money for sesame oil. Bopinghou spent thousands of dollars to invite the masters who had retreated early to meditate to come out and consecrate this string of southern red Buddhist beads.

Pei Jing kept talking for a long time about how this Buddhist bead could keep him safe, and Pei Zhi finally looked slightly moved.

"There's no need to follow the rules." He glanced out the window, and a smile finally appeared on his cold and silent face, "I heard that your swordsmanship has been improving recently."

The smile on Pei Jing's face slowly solidified. Instead of competing with his elder brother, it would be better to get twenty sticks.