Pei Wenxuan's momentary gentleness stunned Li Rong. Pei Wenxuan saw her stunned expression and couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong with you?"
Li Rong stared at his face for a moment, then looked up and patted him on the shoulder, sighing: "I really do have good taste."
Pei Wenxuan was at a loss, but Li Rong had already entered her cell with a fan.
Her room had already been cleaned, and the Jing Lan Jing Mei asked for her needs. If there was nothing else, she left.
The two of them stayed in their respective cells, reading books and playing chess. When they had nothing to do, they would bicker a bit, and the days passed.
When night fell, Su Yongqing came over with a box of food. He gave the box of food and a few storybooks to Li Rong, then reported what had happened in the court recently.
Li Rong listened to Su Yongqing's report as she looked down at the storybooks. After Su Yongqing finished, she didn't ask about the matters of the court, only saying: "The storybooks you gave me look very interesting. I should be able to finish reading them in a few days. Next time, find me some similar ones."
Su Yongqing was stunned, then agreed. He said hesitantly: "Your Highness doesn't have anything you want me to say?"
"Nothing," Li Rong said. She thought for a moment, then said: "In the future, you don't have to come often. If His Majesty finds out, it won't be good for you."
Su Yongqing heard this and fell silent. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said gently: "Your Highness is right."
Li Rong nodded and didn't say anything else. Su Yongqing stood at the door of the cell for a moment, then said: "If there is nothing else, this official will leave first."
Li Rong agreed, her attitude was quite calm. Su Yongqing bowed respectfully, then left.
After he left, Pei Wenxuan leaned against the wall and opened his eyes, saying lightly: "You don't want to stay and talk a bit more?"
"Talk about what?" Li Rong flipped through the storybooks, not even looking up. "Anyway, I can't keep him."
"Li Rong," Pei Wenxuan leaned against the wall and sat on a prayer mat. He bent his knees, one hand on his knee, and the other hand on his leg, slowly said: "You really don't want to continue your relationship with Su Yongqing?"
"I don't."
"Why?" Pei Wenxuan was a bit curious: "Do you still care that he killed you?"
Li Rong's words..... Her feelings for Su Yongqing, compared to Pei Wenxuan, was much more complex ''s's feelings... Pei, Wenxuan.
There was too much love and hatred between them, and there were too many entanglements. Between her and Pei Wenxuan, there was only like or dislike. But between her and Su Yongqing, there was between love and hate. She and Su Yongqing were wary of each other, accompanied each other, and gave each other sincerity, but were also full of suspicion.
It wasn't that she wasn't moved. She even had the impulse to divorce Pei Wenxuan, but Su Yongqing clearly made her see that Su Yongqing was unwilling to accept her impulse.
In her previous life, she was like a cat carefully testing the world. Every time she reached out, she was met with fire. Although Su Yongqing's fire was gentle and beautiful, to her, looking at this beautiful firework from afar was better than touching it.
She didn't speak, and Pei Wenxuan also didn't speak. He didn't know why, but ever since he realized that Li Rong was different from what he knew, he really wanted to find out more about Li Rong. He really wanted to know what Li Rong was like in the 25 years he was absent.
He felt uncomfortable talking about it, but he couldn't help but want to ask.
After a long time, Pei Wenxuan said: "If you can't figure it out, why don't you tell me? I'll help you analyze it."
Li Rong heard his words and couldn't help but laugh: "You're a fool yourself, and you're helping me analyze it?"
"I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, but I'm fated to be in this mountain." Pei Wenxuan felt that Li Rong's words were wrong, and immediately retorted: "I can't figure it out myself, but that doesn't mean I can't figure it out for you."
Li Rong heard this and laughed. He felt that Pei Wenxuan was like a doctor who couldn't treat himself, jumping up and down after being questioned about his medical skills.
She was too lazy to talk to him, but she had nothing to do in prison, so she started chatting casually.
Pei Wenxuan asked, and she answered. She talked in detail about the 25 years he wasn't around, and about another person and her life.
25 years was a long time, and she talked from dusk to midnight. Pei Wenxuan listened and she talked. Occasionally, Pei Wenxuan would talk about his own life. Li Rong listened and felt that it was novel.
It was drizzling at night. Pei Wenxuan was talking about how because he didn't have an heir, his clansmen thought he was impotent and desperately wanted to adopt a child for him. Li Rong listened attentively and felt sleepy. The pitter-patter of rain sounded. Pei Wenxuan suddenly said: "Have you covered yourself with a blanket?"
Li Rong suddenly reacted. He lazily got up and took a blanket from the side. After covering himself, he said: "I've covered myself. Continue."
"Do your legs hurt?" Pei Wenxuan suddenly asked again. Li Rong knew that he was thinking about how her legs hurt on rainy days. He smiled and said: "I'm still young. This little rain doesn't hurt."
"You were young at that time too." Pei Wenxuan said gently: "It's easy to hurt in autumn."
Li Rong fell silent. She remembered that her legs hurt at night in autumn. At first, she didn't tell Pei Wenxuan. Pei Wenxuan saw that she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and her complexion was not good. Only then did he know that she was punished to kneel for a long time when she was young, and that was the root of the illness.
So he learned how to massage. One night, it rained. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Pei Wenxuan got up and covered her with a blanket. Then, he pressed the acupuncture points on her legs little by little and asked her softly: "Rongrong, do you still hurt?"
That was the first time she had slept soundly on a rainy autumn night. At that time, she felt that marriage was much better than she had expected.
She thought of herself and Pei Wenxuan at that time. She didn't know if it was because it was too long ago, but even if the result was not very happy, she still felt a little warm.
Pei Wenxuan mentioned this matter and asked: "Do your legs still hurt after that?"
"It hurts." Li Rong sighed softly.
Pei Wenxuan looked ahead and listened to the drizzle: "Su Yongqing doesn't care?"
"He does." Li Rong said gently: "It's just that he's old and his body is always a little weak."
"He's still good to you."
"He's very good. It's just that there's too much in between."
The two fell silent. For a moment, they forgot the original intention of chatting. Li Rong was a little sleepy. He grabbed the blanket and got up: "Let's sleep."
Then he got up and went back to bed. He wrapped himself in the blanket, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
After Li Chuan left, the two of them didn't have much to do. They basically just needed to wait.
Jing Lan would come every day to clean Li Rong's cell and tell Li Rong the news outside. Li Rong asked Jing Lan to pass his words to the Empress. He asked the Empress to cooperate and find trouble with the Emperor. He hoped that the Emperor would summon Li Chuan back, regardless of whether she was in prison or not.
Only when the Empress showed that she didn't want Li Chuan to go to the border would the Emperor believe that Li Chuan going to the border was beneficial to him and not to Li Chuan.
And for Li Ming, if the Empress didn't care about her, it would be a sign that the Empress and Li Rong might not be on good terms.
Even if it wasn't a sign, it would be an excuse for Li Ming to sow discord between Li Rong and the Empress in the future.
Every day, the two of them stayed in the cell to recuperate and wait for news. When they had nothing to do, they would quarrel and chat, or find some games to pass the time.
Pei Wenxuan read a lot and had dabbled in all kinds of books. He even knew a lot about beauty, cats, and dogs. In his previous life, other than his daily political struggles, he had also collected a lot of gossip. Since the two of them had nothing to do in the cell, they chatted and found that it was actually a good topic to talk about.
Other than chatting, the two of them also had a wall between them and a chess table outside the cell. They stretched out their hands and played chess, or guessed riddles. When they were bored to the extreme, they would play games to see who was faster.
Li Rong disliked Pei Wenxuan's strength, so Pei Wenxuan was in charge of dodging while she was in charge of hitting. Pei Wenxuan was also clever. He almost missed Li Rong's hand. Every time he hit Li Rong's hand on the ground, it hurt.
Su Yongqing occasionally came to see Li Rong. Every time he came, he would bring a storybook and report the outside world. He was very respectful, so no one could find fault with him.
At first, Pei Wenxuan's chest hurt when he saw Su Yongqing, but he thought that he should learn to be more open-minded and generous when facing Su Yongqing. He constantly hypnotized him and it eased a lot. At least when they met, he could slightly control his emotions and didn't open his mouth to ridicule Su Yongqing.
They spent one and a half months in prison. When they came in, they were in the prime of their lives. In the blink of an eye, they heard summer lotuses in full bloom.
At this time, news of victory finally came from the frontlines. Li Chuan not only defended the frontlines, but also the lower three cities. The Yang Family was detained by Li Chuan for colluding with foreign enemies. Then, they and the evidence were sent all the way to Huajing.
When Li Rong received the news, it was noon. Su Yongqing received the news in the morning court and immediately rushed over to inform Li Rong. Li Rong didn't show it on her face. She tapped her hand with her folding fan and said calmly, "Lord Su is considerate. I already know about this matter. However, I am still a criminal. For the time being, I can't care about the outside world."
When Su Yongqing heard this, his expression changed. However, after a moment, he lowered his head and bowed respectfully, "It's good that Your Highness knows about this matter. This humble subject only came to inform you."
Li Rong made a sound of agreement. When Su Yongqing saw that Li Rong was as cold as usual, he withdrew.
After he left, Pei Wenxuan laughed, "Lord Su is always met with a hard nut like you. I feel pity for the Lord Su."
"You should feel pity for yourself." Li Rong was thinking about what to do next. She opened her mouth and retorted.
Pei Wenxuan shrugged and didn't really care. In any case, he was used to being retorted, so he didn't say anything more.
After a while, Li Rong stood up. Since Li Chuan sent the Yang Family over, it was time for her to make a move.
She went to the desk and began to think about how to write this memorial.
It was time for the Yang Family's case. She needed to ask Li Ming to be released from prison to continue investigating Yang Quan's case. However, if she wrote this memorial, she was afraid that Li Ming would suspect her and think that she and Li Chuan colluded to do this.
She thought about it and finally realized that she might have to ask Pei Wenxuan for help.
She hesitated for a moment, then ran to the corner and called Pei Wenxuan, "Pei Wenxuan, quickly, do me a favor."
Pei Wenxuan had been leaning against the wall and waiting for her. When he heard that she finally came, he tapped his shoulder with his folding fan and said leisurely, "Your Highness must be joking. This humble subject is a pitiful person. How can I help Your Highness?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Li Rong saw that he was taking revenge and hurriedly said, "This is a serious matter. Don't mess with me."
"Your Highness just said that this humble subject is pitiful, and now you want to use this humble subject. This humble subject doesn't understand what Your Highness means."
Li Rong understood. If she didn't lower her head, Pei Wenxuan would probably be able to take advantage of her all night.
She glanced to the side and saw that Pei Wenxuan's clothes were squeezed out of the wooden railing. She knew that he was leaning against the wall and waiting for her. She thought for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the corner of Pei Wenxuan's clothes.
Pei Wenxuan looked down in confusion. Soon after, he heard a delicate voice call out from next door, "Older Brother Pei ~ ~"
Pei Wenxuan trembled and was so scared that his folding fan fell to the ground.
Li Rong heard the sound of the fan falling to the ground and immediately laughed. Pei Wenxuan felt helpless.
"Li Rong, you can scold people, but you can't scare people like this."
"Stop talking nonsense. Are you going to write it or not?"
Pei Wenxuan heard Li Rong throwing a tantrum and raised his hand to his forehead. He sighed, "Forget it, forget it. This young master is magnanimous and won't bicker with a woman. Since you call me older brother, then I'll help you. "
Pei Wenxuan deliberately emphasized, "My Rong. Younger Sister. Rong."
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