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

After Pei Zhi finished speaking, he saw the woman in his arms hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and was willing to accept it.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Wanwan, is Prince Wei's Mansion too boring? Whatever you want to do today, I will accompany you."

"It's not boring at all."

Yu Tingwan bravely told a lie, but finally couldn't help but ask: "Why are the older maids in the house so reserved recently?"

It seemed that the entire Wei Palace was lifeless.

"My mother died in the twelfth lunar month, and the late king's death was always cloudy and sunny. Pei Shu could only offer a few words of advice, while the others hid as much as they could. They only dared to whisper in low voices when walking around the house, let alone celebrating the holidays."

"Those maidservants may be remembering the past." Pei Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Are they too lonely and not used to it?"

"The same will happen after you succeed to the throne?"

He nodded and said: "But after the wedding, many officials will visit, which is annoying."

"Will Marquis Boping come today?"

Pei Jing has not yet gotten married, so he should come to the Wei Palace.

"No." Pei Zhi said simply, "When he was a child, he always wondered when he would be able to open a new house and live in another place during the twelfth lunar month. Whether it was Pei Jing, Pei Shu or Pei Su, the house would not be open until New Year's Eve."

Yu Tingwan couldn't help but open his eyes wide. What on earth did the late king do to scare his children like this and leave a shadow for so many years?

Pei gently rubbed her cheek with his fingers and suddenly smiled. Why did he feel that Wan Wan looked at him with a hint of sympathy.

"The third brother has been lazy and not very smart since he was a child. His father was the most angry when he was taking the exam, so he was naturally more scared."

When Yu Tingwan heard this, she pursed her lips and said, "As the eldest brother, how can you talk about your younger brother like this?"

Her voice was softer than usual, "When the late king tested you, would he also punish you?"

"No."

His expression suddenly softened, and he felt that ever since he let her see those scars, she would be more curious about his youth.

Pei Zhi had a smile on his lips, with a hint of joking, "Although the late king was strict, your husband was a man of martial arts, so he was naturally not afraid."

"How harsh?"

"Pei Jing was too sleepy when he was young and often missed the time to get up early to study. The late king asked him to kneel in the snow in unlined clothes. He would get up when he memorized "Speaking of Difficulties"."

Yu Tingwan's face turned pale. She used to sleep too much when she was young. Her father never punished her. Her brother's studies were not as good as he expected, and he was never severely reprimanded.

Pei Zhi didn't see her expression clearly, "The Pei family has always raised their children in this way, making jade into weapons. If you can't survive this punishment, how can you withstand the wind and frost sword."

Hearing this, Yu Tingwan suddenly remembered that Marquis Gaolingting was a relative of the Pei family, and he was too harsh on his legitimate son, which led to his death, but no one in the Pei family said there was anything wrong with him.

"Why is her face so ugly?" Pei Zhi raised her face, paused for a moment, and after thinking about it, his throat moved slightly, "I can be a loving father in the future and teach our children slowly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Tingwan's face turned even more ugly, "It's too early to talk about the shadowless thing..."

The maidservant of Guanjuyuan knew that King Wei did not like others to enter the inner room and disturb him, so he said loudly outside: "My lord, Marquis Boping is here, and people from the Marquis of Pingyang are also here."

Yu Tingwan heard the word Pingyang Hou and asked the messenger to come in and talk.

"My brother is here?"

The maid shook her head slightly and said, "Back to Princess, Marquis Pingyang caught a cold last night. He was afraid that he would be sick, so he ordered his servants to bring the gifts."

"Wind cold?" Yu Tingwan stood up suddenly.

"Princess, someone from the Pingyang Marquis Mansion brought a message, saying that they have invited the doctor and that they should rest for a day or two."

She nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief. At some point, Pei Zhi got up and hugged her waist, bowed his head and said, "I'll go to the front yard, please wait for me for a moment."

He had to go to the front yard to send Pei Jing away.

Pei Jing stood by the bare persimmon tree in the front yard, refusing to go into the hall and sitting there, stretching his neck to wait for his elder brother to come.

He just came back from the palace and felt upset when he thought of Pei Shu's words.

Pei Shu would not lie to him about this matter, so those were all true. Pei Jing twirled his fingers and felt as if there was a stone in his heart.

He looked up again to see if King Wei was coming, glanced at it and stopped.

Mu Mu is like a mountain, and from a distance Feiyi looks like fire. When you get closer and take a closer look, you will see a cold expression, which makes people feel that even the blazing fire has been frozen and extinguished.

"Brother, I'm here to apologize today."

Pei Zhi glanced at Marquis Boping and said quietly: "What's the crime?"

"I shouldn't have mentioned Xu Mingyue that day."

Pei Jing lowered his head sadly and heard his eldest brother chuckle, seemingly very annoyed.

"Shouldn't you mention it in front of Gu? That's why you still like her." Pei Zhi's eyes were like frost and snow, "Pei Jing, don't put these things in front of Gu's eyes again and again."

"What do you do privately? I won't care about you." He looked at the depressed young man in front of him, his eyes not loosening at all, "But you want to marry someone who humiliates your eldest sister-in-law?"

"I have no such intention!" Pei Jing was shocked and waved his hands quickly, almost crying like he did when he was a child.

Pei Zhizhi glanced at him and said, "It's best this way."

*

The room was full of lights as bright as day, the bed curtains were hooked up by jade hooks, and the milky white smoke rising from the Boshan stove filled the room with a sweet fragrance.

The woman was reclining on the couch, her black hair hanging loosely, her head resting on the chest of the man next to her, as if she was extremely sleepy, and she was trying hard to open her eyes.

"Wanwan, if you feel sleepy, take a nap."

"No, I have to stay up late tonight."

"I'll call you when it's almost midnight."

Yu Tingwan felt sleepy half an hour ago, and she didn't talk to him for a while. In the end, she uttered a few words indistinctly.

Now when he heard Pei Zhi say this, he immediately closed his eyes. In his daze, he felt that his body had been moved and he was sitting on his lap, with one of his arms around his waist.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she felt someone holding her cheek and kissing her lips gently.

"Wanwan, it's midnight."

With the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, Pei Zhi couldn't help but speak as softly as spring water. Seeing the slightly dazed look of the person in his arms when he opened his eyes, with emotions in his eyes like vines in the water, Pei Zhi couldn't help but drag the unconscious person down and drown him under the water.

Maybe it was a holiday, so Yu Tingwan was always a little frightened when she saw him looking like this on the bed before, but today she smiled at him.

"Your Majesty, the new year is coming to Jiaping, and Changle is yet to come."

"Wanwan." He was well versed in scriptures, but suddenly paused at this moment, "Peace every year."

Yu Tingwan put down her thoughts, but noticed the warm breath beside her ears.

"Wanwan, we will do this every year in the future."

Pei Zhi suddenly felt that celebrating the festival was somewhat interesting today.

"Is it like this? Is it like this afternoon?"

He played the harp and cooked tea for her, and gave her three sons in the chess game, deliberately asking her to win.

When Yu Tingwan saw that his clothes were half open, he couldn't help but stretched out his hands to carefully cover it for him, fearing that he would get interested and delay the formal banquet.

His heart suddenly swelled, so full that it seemed to occupy his entire chest. Looking at her delicate cheeks, he couldn't help but bow his head and suck those two red lips, slowly rubbing them until her face turned red and she couldn't breathe.

His voice was tainted with lust and seemed a little hoarse, "Wanwan, we will always be like this from now on."

Pei held his hands firmly and did not wander around wantonly, staring at the woman in his arms. Her skin was warm and seemed to be soft everywhere. Holding her was like holding the clouds in the sky.

Even lying motionless in his arms made him feel like he was falling into the clouds.

Seeing his expression, Yu Tingwan was silent for a moment, and then suddenly smiled and said: "We are mortal bodies and are not gods, so how can we be eternal?"

Pei Zhi had never done this before, and he didn't have any taboos about the New Year. Now when he heard her half-rejection, his eyes darkened.

"After I succeed to the throne, I will build the emperor's mausoleum. A hundred years later, we will be buried in the same coffin."