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Pei Jinye held her back and prevented her from getting under the quilt, and his expression gradually became relieved. He originally wanted to make her think that he was a gentleman, but it seemed that he could not do that.

"Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, look up at me."

Meng Jiao's body was lifted up and carried back to the man's lap, facing Pei Jinye. She lowered her head and curled up anxiously with her hands in front of her. The tips of her white and tender ears looked red as if they were dripping with blood under the weak candlelight.

"Your Highness, Your Highness."

Pei Jinye pinched Meng Jiao's slender waist with one hand, and stroked her burning cheek with the other hand, and his voice became slower.

"Jiaojiao, look up."

Meng Jiao raised her head weakly in this awkward position, but still did not dare to look him in the eyes.

The shy blush on the little girl's face had not yet faded. She bit her lower lip, shy and timid.

"Tell me, what did you dream about the past two days?"

Hearing this, Meng Jiao's little head shrank back again, biting her lips and looking unable to speak.

Pei Jinye had no idea what was going on when he saw this expression. Although he didn't know why all this happened, one thing he was sure of was that this little girl was destined to be his.

Just think of this as Buddha’s arrangement.

Lifting the little girl's face, Pei Jinye threw away his original disguise, looked directly at Meng Jiao's reaction, lowered his head and gently kissed her red lips.

The man's arms were unusually broad and gave her a sense of security. Meng Jiao nestled weakly in his arms, not daring to move, and was forced to endure it. Her hands, at a loss, unconsciously clutched Pei Jinye's clothes on his chest.

"During the two days in Guanchan Temple, I dreamed of my Jiaojiao every night. In my dream, you were just like you are now, in my arms like a cat. Jiaojiao, do you still remember?"

Meng Jiao was panting, her eyes were filled with crystal tears that seemed to be about to roll down her cheeks at any time, she looked pitiful,

"Your Highness, this is against etiquette."

Pei Jinye snorted and laughed indifferently. Seeing that she had no intention of resisting, he hugged her tighter. Seeing her soften into a puddle in his arms, he felt content and had no desires.

"I mean it's polite. Tomorrow, I will ask my father for permission to take you back to the East Palace. I am worried about you staying in Bai Mansion. Jiaojiao, please be my woman, okay?"

Meng Jiao seemed to lose her temper when she heard this. She mustered up her courage and hugged him with both hands, as if she regarded him as her only support. Tears welled up in her eyes and she choked with sobs.

"Your Highness, is Jiaojiao still dreaming? Why is Your Highness so kind to Jiaojiao? What has Jiaojiao done to deserve this?"

Pei Jinye avoided Meng Jiao's wound, coaxed her into sitting up, took out the ointment, and started to apply it again, but his tone contained a pain that he himself had not noticed.

"I think it was the Buddha's will to send you into my dream. Be good, or your eyes will be swollen tomorrow. I will apply medicine for you. Stop crying, okay?"

Meng Jiao nodded in agreement, but tears kept falling down her cheeks.

Pei Jinye thought to himself, after all, she is still young, and she can't stop crying.

"If you cry again, I will make everything in your dream happen again here."

The little girl looked up instantly, her round eyes filled with astonishment, and looked at him in disbelief, as if she had never expected such words to come out of his mouth.

"Why? I can do it in my dreams, and I can do it in reality too."

There were still a few tears hanging on Meng Jiao's wet eyelashes. She was so shocked by his words that she couldn't close her mouth. Her little tongue was so pink and seductive.

Pei Jinye pecked the corner of her mouth and thought to himself, this can be stopped.

After giving Meng Jiao the medicine, the little girl was already a little dazed. Pei Jinye originally thought that he had been completely frank today and asked the little girl for more benefits.

Seeing her like this, she must have suffered injustice and pain during the day. Look at her pitiful appearance. Forget it, let's let her go today.

Pei Jinye tucked Meng Jiao in, gently kissed her forehead, placed the medicine next to the girl's pillow, then got up and walked out.

Meng Jiao's eyes were clear the moment he closed the door, and she didn't sit up until the system reminded her that he had left.

Leaning against the head of the bed, holding the bottle of royal tribute medicine in his hand, he couldn't help thinking about Pei Jinye's East Palace backyard. Now that he had confessed to Pei Jinye, he thought the day of entering the East Palace would not be too far away.

Pei Jinye has about ten people in his backyard, including one concubine, two concubines, and the exact number of concubines is not within Meng Jiao's consideration.

With Meng Jiao's status as a third-rank concubine, even if Pei Jinye liked her, the emperor would at most give her the position of Liang Di, surpassing Liang Yuan.

However, Pei Jinye has no children so far, and the emperor has always believed that it is not his destiny to have children. When the time comes, he will give birth to a little grandson. Even for the sake of the little grandson, he can get a concubine first.

The most important thing right now is to buy a few people, or ask for a few from Pei Jinye. If she wants to fulfill the original owner's wish, she must first start with the old woman who delivered the original owner's mother, Yun. Thinking of this, Meng Jiao glanced at the secret guard squatting on the tree outside, and she had an idea in her mind.

The next morning, the entire Chaoshi Courtyard was silent, with only the grass and trees outside the window rustling in the spring breeze, making it seem desolate and quiet.

Meng Jiao woke up from her bed. She had not slept last night. This was the most comfortable sleep she had ever had in this world.

Ruozhu heard rustling sounds in the room and knocked on the door gently.

"Miss, Miss, are you awake?"

Meng Jiao responded, and Ruozhu came in with warm water and began to help her get up.

Ever since Yun passed away, Meng Jiao's Chao Shi Yuan has gradually become as desolate as it is now. At the beginning, there were still a few maids who stayed to take care of Meng Jiao out of the friendship of the past years. However, as their master became dull, they could only be submissive and dared not say a word even when they were bullied by Bai Menglian and Chu. As for complaining to Bai's father, they dared not do so.

So, when Meng Jiao sat at the table and saw the pitiful bowl of rice porridge and a plate of pickles on the table, she couldn't help but sigh.

It’s too hard. I can’t survive even one day longer.

Meng Jiao called Ruozhu miserably and asked her to take the empty bowl. Under the watchful eyes of the secret guards on the tree, the master and the servant shared the bowl of rice porridge that was almost water.

After dinner, Meng Jiao took out her only pocket money and gave it to Ruo Zhu, asking her to buy sky blue silk.

The secret guard took a closer look and realized that it was not something bought for him at all. It was clearly cut into the shape of a purse, and his highness's name was carefully embroidered on the lining as soon as the sample was made.

The secret guards had already known about the relationship between Meng Jiao and his own prince last night, and they couldn't stand it anymore.

I kept shouting in my heart, Your Highness, please marry Miss Bai Er as soon as possible. She has suffered so much, and you are her whole world!

After listening to the system's report, Meng Jiao put down the needle and thread in her hand. This secret guard was too difficult to impress. She had been embroidering for two hours before leaving.

In the palace, Pei Jinye was dining with his mother. Empress Gu Rou nudged the emperor, who was dining with them, and motioned him to look.

The emperor was confused, so he followed the queen's gaze and saw his own son holding the bowl but not eating. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Pei Jinye was wondering why Meng Jiao didn't appear in his dream last night. He had been thinking about it since he went to court.

Could it be that it is really because it is the Buddha's guidance that it will not work if we leave Guanchan Temple?