Pei Wenxuan thought of the moment when he made the vow, and his heart trembled.
In fact, he never thought that Li Rong would actually make a move on him for the throne. Because he never thought about it, he was unprepared on the way back to the princess' residence. When he died, he was extremely unwilling to die. No matter what, he wanted to drag this woman down with him.
The two of them chose to be allies in their previous lives, but in reality, no ally in this world could share the same interests for a lifetime.
They died at each other's hands, but now they had another choice. Pei Wenxuan looked at Li Rong in front of him. After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said calmly, "You shouldn't marry."
As he spoke, he kowtowed and knelt in front of Li Rong. He said respectfully, "This humble subject can only give Your Highness this much. The life Your Highness wants should not be limited to this."
Li Rong heard this and was not surprised. She smiled gently and said, "I also know that you can't give me what I want. It's just that I'm a little troubled now. If I don't marry Young Master Pei, who should I marry? "
Pei Wenxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly. He thought that this would be the last time he would make plans for her.
After thinking for a moment, he replied, "Lu Yu."
This was similar to Li Rong's thoughts. Li Rong couldn't help but be interested. "Tell me."
"The princess's current situation is difficult for His Majesty to suspect. In fact, as long as the crown prince succeeds the throne, the princess's future will be worry-free. Therefore, the most important thing now is to protect the crown prince. Among the Marquis of Ning, the Yang Family, and Cui Yulang, Cui Yulang comes from a poor family and is useless. Marrying him is the most useless. In addition, he has a dissolute personality and loves to write poems. There are many things that can be used against him. If the princess marries him, she is afraid that he will cause trouble for the crown prince. "
Li Rong turned his folding fan and replied, "Yes."
"The Yang Family is too powerful, and Yang Quan's personality is too sharp. The reason why His Majesty allowed the Princess to marry into the Yang Family is because His Majesty is interested in the Yang Family. If Yang Quan marries the Princess, I'm afraid that His Majesty will make his move soon. The Princess will be implicated, and the Crown Prince will be easily implicated. Yang Quan must not be married. "
"Indeed." Li Rong's eyes turned cold. "He's too ambitious."
"As for Heir Ning, although Marquis Ning's Mansion is not a prominent family, Marquis Ning was His Majesty's study companion and once blocked a sword for His Majesty. His Majesty is a person who values friendship. Although he doesn't often think of Marquis Ning, he still has some brotherly feelings. This is a good thing for the princess. Marquis Ning was a steady man. Childe Ning was an idiot and seldom went out. It might not be a good thing for the marriage, but he would never drag the Crown Prince down. Most importantly, "Pei Wenxuan looked up at her and reminded her," Heir Ning is not in good health. "
In her previous life, Lu Yu died three years later in the winter of an illness.
Li Rong understood Pei Wenxuan's meaning. She tapped the table with her fan. "You mean, he is not in good health and is an idiot. If I marry him, when he passes away and my brother ascends the throne, I can remarry?"
"Yes."
Pei Wenxuan said calmly, "In this way, we can relax His Majesty's vigilance and let Your Highness avoid him. In the future, with Your Highness's status, it won't be difficult for you to remarry."
Li Rong nodded. She actually had the same idea, but Pei Wenxuan said it, which made her feel more at ease. However, she didn't expect Pei Wenxuan to say these words. She couldn't help but smile. She looked up at Pei Wenxuan and asked curiously, "If I don't marry you and I have a way out, what will you do?"
Pei Wenxuan picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip. "It would be best if Your Highness could help. If you don't want to help, I have my own path to walk."
He gently nodded. "Your Highness doesn't need to worry about this humble subject."
He nodded, as if he wanted to write 'don't meddle in other people's business' on his face. Li Rong was so angry that she laughed. She felt that Pei Wenxuan was really capable. He could always make her blood boil in an instant.
She turned to look at the sky and said indifferently, "It's getting late. Young Master Pei, you should go back. If you don't leave early, I'm afraid you'll be scolded by the steward if you return the carriage covered in mud."
Hitting people in the face, stabbing people in the heart.
When Pei Wenxuan heard her words, he felt that all his plans had been fed to the dogs.
He felt that he was the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva if he could still work so hard for a woman who could stab him to death.
Thus, he smiled mockingly and bowed respectfully. "Yes, this humble subject will take his leave. This humble subject has been wanting to leave for a long time. Thank you, Your Highness, for your mercy."
"Quickly scram. I won't see you out."
"I'll scram now."
After Pei Wenxuan finished speaking, he immediately stood up and walked out without the slightest hesitation.
The attendant waiting outside held an umbrella for him. Pei Wenxuan thanked him softly and left with the attendant.
Li Rong looked at Pei Wenxuan's back and felt as if she was watching a memory fade away. She quietly watched for a while, then said to Jing Lan behind her, "Prepare some money and ginger soup and send it to him."
It could be considered a personal reward for him in the end.
Although Jing Lan couldn't figure out what Li Rong was thinking, she didn't ask her master too much. After bowing respectfully, she went to prepare the money and ginger soup according to Li Rong's instructions.
Pei Wenxuan stomped out of the courtyard with a belly full of anger. By this time, most people had already left. Pei Wenxuan got into his carriage with a straight face. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Jing Lan call out from afar, "Young Master Pei!"
When Pei Wenxuan heard Jing Lan's voice, he frowned and lifted the curtain to go out. He saw Jing Lan hurrying over with an umbrella held by another maid.
Li Rong's palace servants were extremely well-educated. Even if they walked in the rain, they walked steadily and didn't splatter the slightest bit of rain and mud.
She carried a box and came in front of Pei Wenxuan. After bowing to Pei Wenxuan, she stood up and handed the box over. "Young Master, the rain is cold today. The Princess asked this servant to prepare ginger soup for you to drink on the way."
Pei Wenxuan was stunned. After a moment, he looked at the box and said softly, "Thank you, Princess, for the reward."
Jing Lan smiled and handed the box over. "Young Master, take care."
Pei Wenxuan acknowledged and thanked Jing Lan. After taking the box, he entered the carriage.
The box had two layers. When he opened the first layer, he saw a bowl of ginger soup. The ginger soup was still steaming. Pei Wenxuan remembered that during the first year of their marriage, Jing Lan would give him a bowl of soup that corresponded to the weather when he went out every day. When it was dry, he would get pear soup. When it was dry, he would get mung bean soup. When it was cold, he would get ginger soup.
This was Li Rong's habit.
He didn't say anything and just watched quietly. When he felt the carriage move, he suddenly realized that once the carriage moved, he and Li Rong would never meet again in this life.
From now on, they would go their separate ways. All the grudges from their previous lives would be written off.
He couldn't help but lift the curtain and suddenly call out to Jing Lan, who was returning to the villa. "Miss Jing Lan!"
Jing Lan turned around and saw Pei Wenxuan sitting in the carriage. He looked at Jing Lan and opened his mouth. For a moment, he regretted that he didn't say more to Li Rong.
When the carriage driver outside heard him call out, he stopped. Jing Lan looked at Pei Wenxuan and walked back. She asked in confusion, "Young Master Pei?"
"Help me pass a message to the Princess." Pei Wenxuan gripped the curtain tightly and stared at Jing Lan. He said solemnly, "Tell her that I'm leaving this time. Tell her to take care of herself and be careful in everything she does. Don't be too bold!"
When Jing Lan heard these words, she was somewhat at a loss. Before she could ask anything, she saw Pei Wenxuan quickly put down the curtain and his figure disappeared behind the curtain.
The carriage moved forward again. Pei Wenxuan leaned back against the carriage. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a little stuffy as he leaned against the carriage, as if he had lost all his strength.
He leaned against the carriage for a while, then pulled open the drawer and took out the bowl of ginger soup that was still steaming hot.
He drank a mouthful. The warmth mixed with the spiciness all the way down to his stomach. There was a slight sweetness in the middle.
He smiled and felt a little nostalgic.
This was probably the last time in his life that he would drink Princess Ping L's ginger soup.
After Pei Wenxuan left, Jing Lan came back. Li Rong looked at the chessboard on the table and turned the chess pieces in his hand.
She had to admit that Pei Wenxuan's chess skills were really good. After so many years, among all the people she knew, he was the only one who could be so evenly matched with her. It was very interesting to play against each other.
Other people were not good at chess, and Su Yongqing liked to deliberately let her win. Pei Wenxuan was the only one who was bold and fierce.
She heard Jing Lan come in and said calmly, "Did you send him off?"
"He left," Jing Lan replied respectfully. Then he said, "Before he left, he left a message for you."
"What is it?"
"Young Master Pei said that after he left this time, you should take care of yourself and be careful in everything you do. Don't be too bold."
Li Rong was stunned when she heard this. After a moment, she laughed bitterly. "That person really worries a lot."
As she said this, she stood up and casually threw the chess pieces into the box. She said calmly, "Is it his turn to worry about me?"
After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the lotus leaves outside the courtyard. The lotus leaves trembled as the rain fell on them.
Not far away, a group of people lay in ambush on the corridor and began to set up roadblocks.
"Young Master," the youth raised his sword and said nervously, "After all, she's the Princess. If we do this, won't we …"
"Won't we what?" The youth next to him wiped the blade in his hand and looked at the youth next to him. He sneered, "Do you think that if we don't kidnap the Princess, His Majesty will let us go? Stop dreaming. "
The youth turned his head and looked at the courtyard in the distance. He said coldly, "Only by marrying the Princess and tying her to the Crown Prince will we have a way to survive."
After hearing this, the youth was silent for a moment. Finally, he nodded and said, "Young Master is right."
The sky gradually darkened and the thunder rumbled.
Pei Wenxuan finished the ginger soup in mouthfuls and rolled up the curtain. He looked at the mountains and rivers under the heavy rain and felt that the rain was washing away his new life.
After a moment, he heard the sound of horses galloping past. Immediately, a group of people rushed past him.
Those people's clothes were simple and plain. He couldn't tell which family they came from. However, Pei Wenxuan recognized at a glance that these horses were not of Shengjing's breed. They were warhorses that were specially supplied at the border.
These warhorses looked no different from ordinary horses. Ordinary people couldn't quickly detect them. However, Pei Wenxuan used to be in charge of frontline logistics. He could tell at a glance.
Now that it was raining heavily, these people were rushing out of the city. Moreover, they were heading in the direction of the Imperial Courtyard. If they wanted to go to the border or do something, they should go through the other gates. So, what do they want to do?
Pei Wenxuan thought about it and knew that it was not good.
They were going for Li Rong!
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