Li Rong looked at Pei Wenxuan quietly. She looked at Pei Wenxuan's side profile. He was very thin, like pine, bamboo, and snow. When he stood in front of the hall, he looked like a typical civil official in Da Xia.
He held a brush in his hand, and his eyes were looking at the mountains and rivers.
At this moment, Li Rong saw not only his handsome features, but also the look of a lover that a young girl would look up to in her dreams.
A man's charm was not because he loved a woman more than one, but because he gave his heart and soul to a woman.
It was because he looked at the four seas, shouldered the mountains and rivers, but was willing to lower his head for you and gently brush away a peach blossom in his hair.
Pei Wenxuan noticed Li Rong's gaze. He turned his head and asked in confusion, "Your Highness?"
Li Rong came back to his senses and forced himself to look away. He looked at Xie Lanqing in the prison and said with a smile, "Xie Daren, I've told you what you wanted to know. Xie Daren should be able to leave in peace."
Xie Lanqing was a little dazed. Li Rong nodded slightly, then turned to Su Yongqing and said, "Assistant Minister Su, if there's nothing else, I'll return to the residence first."
Su Yongqing bowed respectfully. Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan bid farewell to Xie Lanqing. Xie Lanqing sat in the prison. He did not reply. He stared blankly in one direction, as if he saw someone or something.
Su Yongqing and Xie Lanqing bowed and bid farewell, then followed Li Rong out.
When they walked out of the door, the three of them realized that it was raining winter. The winter rain was fine and dense, falling with the snow. Pei Wenxuan asked someone to call for a carriage. Then, the three of them stood together in the corridor in silence.
Su Yongqing looked at the rain and snow outside. After a long time, he slowly said, "I think what Lord Pei said just now was wrong. The operation of the Heavenly Dao has its own rules. To blindly break the rules to protect one's own desires and harm others, this is not right. Master Xie's biggest mistake was coming into contact with Lin Xia back then. There was a difference in status, a difference between clouds and mud. It was destined that there would be no result. They should have restrained themselves from the very beginning. Even if you can't control yourself, you shouldn't indulge yourself. "
"Just like Assistant Minister Su?" Pei Wenxuan looked at Yu Xue and said calmly, "In Assistant Minister Su's world, is he even willing to kill his wife for the sake of his family?"
As Pei Wenxuan spoke, he turned around and looked at Su Yongqing. Li Rong's heart tightened. He said coldly, "Prince Consort, why are you saying such unlucky things for no reason?"
"I was just asking casually." Pei Wenxuan smiled and raised his hand in salute. "Assistant Minister Su, please don't take offense."
"I mind." Su Yongqing opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Lord Pei, please don't make fun of my wife."
"Assistant Minister Su hasn't married yet, right?" Pei Wenxuan raised his eyebrows. "You're protecting this identity now. Do you have a sweetheart?"
"Yes or no." Su Yongqing stared at Pei Wenxuan and didn't back down. "Lord Pei shouldn't make fun of these things."
Pei Wenxuan smiled and turned his head. He reminded him with a smile, "Assistant Minister Su, you haven't called me 'Prince Consort' until now?"
Su Yongqing's body stiffened. The carriage was pulled over. Pei Wenxuan saw them and naturally reached out to grab Li Rong's hand. He reminded Su Yongqing, "Right now, the rank of the Prince Consort is still higher than mine, the Imperial Censor. It's fine if Your Highness is used to it, but Assistant Minister Su comes from a prestigious family and should abide by the rules. It's best not to make such a mistake again."
As he spoke, Pei Wenxuan took an umbrella from the hands of the people around him. He raised his hand and put it on Li Rong's shoulder. He said gently, "Your Highness, let's go."
Li Rong was pulled forward by him. In a dark place where others couldn't see, Li Rong quietly elbowed him in the waist and whispered, "Did you eat gunpowder?"
Pei Wenxuan smiled but didn't say anything. He only held Li Rong and walked forward. The two took two steps. Su Yongqing suddenly opened his mouth. His voice was trembling and hoarse. "Your Highness …"
Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan turned their heads together. Su Yongqing looked at Li Rong. His eyes were all on her. He seemed to want to say something. There were countless sadness and joy hidden in his eyes. Li Rong quietly looked at him. Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, she couldn't help but say, "Assistant Minister Su?"
Su Yongqing was called back to his senses by Li Rong's voice. Li Rong saw that his eyes gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath and smiled. "The New Year is coming. This official wishes Your Highness a happy New Year in advance. I hope that everything goes well."
Su Yongqing obviously rarely said such simple words of blessing. When Li Rong heard him say it, she was a little surprised. Then she smiled. "Then I also wish Assistant Minister Su a happy New Year and a bright future."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Su Yongqing smiled. Li Rong turned around and entered the carriage with Pei Wenxuan.
After the two entered the carriage, they each sat on one side. The carriage started to move. Li Rong inadvertently looked up and saw the moment the curtain was lifted. A figure appeared from the window.
Dressed in white and holding an umbrella, he walked in the wind and rain. The sky was high and the land was wide. He was all alone.
Li Rong was stunned. Pei Wenxuan poured tea for himself. He held the teacup and leaned against the wall of the carriage. He said sourly, "Don't look. He has already left."
"He didn't take the carriage?"
Li Rong was a little puzzled. With the Su Family's wealth, how could they let Su Yongqing walk back?
Pei Wenxuan used the lid of the teacup to fiddle with the tea leaves. He slowly said, "Walking back to exercise. Isn't that healthy?"
"You're right." Li Rong nodded. He turned to look at Pei Wenxuan. "I wonder where the Lord Pei's bowl of vinegar came from?"
Pei Wenxuan didn't say anything. He blew on the tea leaves. Li Rong faintly glanced at him. He couldn't help but say, "Stop blowing. The tea leaves are flying."
"What a pity." Pei Wenxuan looked up. "Why didn't they fly to Your Highness' face and wash Your Highness' eyes?"
"There's a beauty to wash my eyes." Li Rong laughed. "There's no need for Lord Pei's tea leaves."
"Li Rong." Pei Wenxuan put the teacup on the table. He put his hand on the table and leaned forward. He smiled and said, "You really know how to poke at the heart."
"I don't have the habit of spoiling people." Li Rong also put his hand on the table and walked in front of Pei Wenxuan. "After so many years, Lord Pei's son-in-law still hasn't learned well."
"Your Highness, teach me?" Pei Wenxuan raised his eyebrows. Li Rong raised his chin. "You can comprehend it yourself."
"Your Highness, can you show me the way?"
Li Rong nodded. He lowered his voice as if he was talking about an extremely confidential matter. "Seeing that you're sincerely asking for advice, I'll tell you the only good thing about you. You have to comprehend it well."
"Your Highness, please speak." Pei Wenxuan cooperated with him. He also lowered his voice and listened attentively. Li Rong dipped his finger into Pei Wenxuan's teacup and wrote a character on the table. As he wrote, he said, "This is a secret. Prince Consort, you must not tell others. Prince Consort, please take a look."
As he spoke, he finished writing. Pei Wenxuan turned his head and saw the character "face" written neatly on the table.
Pei Wenxuan remained silent. Li Rong raised her hand and patted Pei Wenxuan's shoulder. "Prince Consort, you have this good point. You must make good use of it."
"How?" Pei Wenxuan raised his head and sneered. "Do you want me to perform the Thirteen Touches?"
Li Rong didn't expect Pei Wenxuan to say such words. She thought seriously for a moment, then leaned forward and whispered, "When? When? I'll definitely come. "
"Go to hell." Pei Wenxuan pushed Li Rong. "You're a girl. You're not reserved at all."
Li Rong laughed and leaned towards Pei Wenxuan. She raised her hand and placed it on Pei Wenxuan's shoulder. She softened her voice. "Pei Wenxuan, did you forget that I'm already fifty years old?"
"Don't talk like that." Pei Wenxuan sat upright and pulled Li Rong away. He said seriously, "You're like a demon. It's scary."
"Now that you mention it, I realize it." Li Rong pondered. "You're really like a little Daoist now." Li Rong said and winked at him. "You're very likable."
Pei Wenxuan's expression didn't change. He seemed to be thinking about something. Li Rong sat up straight and poured tea for herself. She whispered, "But seriously, why did you tell Su Yongqing about your past life? He doesn't remember it anyway. What's the use of telling him? "
"I just said it casually." Pei Wenxuan smiled. "Your Highness doesn't need to take it to heart."
"Speaking of which," Pei Wenxuan suddenly remembered. "How does Your Highness plan to spend the Spring Festival? Does Your Highness plan to enter the palace? "
"I'm already married. Why would I go back?"
Li Rong shook his head. "I'll just spend it at the Princess Residence. You can make the arrangements."
Pei Wenxuan nodded and began to think about the Spring Festival.
The two returned home together. From the next day onwards, they began to rest according to the rules of the imperial court. Li Rong slept until he woke up naturally every day. Pei Wenxuan was the same as usual. After he woke up, he led people to clean the courtyard. He instructed people to hang the lanterns and Spring Festival couplets. He arranged the decorations in the room and personally chose the incense.
From the large cloth to the placement of a vase, he had to do everything himself. When Li Rong woke up on the day of the Spring Festival, he discovered that the Princess Residence was almost the same as it was in his previous life.
Li Rong walked in the courtyard. Pei Wenxuan went to eat with him. Li Rong looked at the rockery in the courtyard and couldn't help but say, "You used to like this style. You still like it now."
"It's not that I like it." Pei Wenxuan smiled. "It's just that I always felt that it was a pity that we parted like that back then. I always wanted to pretend that nothing happened."
"And then?"
Li Rong turned his head. "If nothing happened, what do you want to do?"
"Then Your Highness and I will be a newlywed couple. We will do housework together and celebrate the Spring Festival together."
Li Rong raised his eyebrows. "Do housework? You dare to make me do housework? "
"I'll do it." Pei Wenxuan quickly said, "Just watch."
Li Rong listened and smiled. "Then I'll watch."
Pei Wenxuan was a man of his words. He led Li Rong to the dining room. Li Rong sat down. When he saw the peach blossom soup, he smiled.
The peach blossom soup looked good, but the details were not exquisite enough. At a glance, it was obvious that it was not made by his chef. She pretended that she didn't know anything and sat down to eat the peach blossom soup. Pei Wenxuan pretended to ask casually, "What does Your Highness think of the peach blossom soup?"
"Yes." Li Rong said indifferently, "It's not as good as before."
Pei Wenxuan's expression didn't look too good. Li Rong continued, "But I still like it." Li Rong looked up at Pei Wenxuan and said meaningfully, "I can finish it all."
Pei Wenxuan seemed to be happy when he heard this. He picked up his chopsticks and said to Li Rong, "In a while, Your Highness and I will stick up the Spring Festival couplets and the 'fu' character. After that, I will go and clean up."
"You're just looking for trouble."
Li Rong found him boring, but after dinner, she still went with him to stick up the 'fu' character and the Spring Festival couplets.
At first, Pei Wenxuan was the one who stuck up the couplets. She instructed Pei Wenxuan for a long time, but he didn't do it right. Li Rong was a little annoyed and scolded, "Why are you so stupid!"
As she spoke, she walked up and took the horizontal couplets from Pei Wenxuan's hands. She was about to stick them on the door when she ordered, "Stick them here."
Pei Wenxuan smiled and didn't say anything. He only watched as Li Rong tiptoed upwards. Pei Wenxuan saw that she was trying to look cute, so he took the horizontal couplet from behind her and directly spread it on the wall. He lowered his head and looked at Li Rong in his arms, "Your Highness, is it here?"
When he raised his hand from behind her, Li Rong felt as if her whole body was wrapped in his arms. His breath was overwhelming. Li Rong didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little hot. She whispered, "Yes."
Pei Wenxuan pursed his lips and chuckled. He asked someone to bring the paste and paste the horizontal couplet. The surrounding people looked at the horizontal couplet with different expressions. It seemed that they wanted to say something but didn't dare to. When the two of them finished pasting the couplet, Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan stepped back to take a look. Sure enough, it was crooked.
The two of them quietly looked at it for a moment. Li Rong frowned, "I think it's crooked."
"No," Pei Wenxuan immediately said, "Your Highness's horizontal couplet won't be crooked."
"But I think …"
"It won't be crooked," Pei Wenxuan tilted his head, "It's the eyes that are crooked, not Your Highness's horizontal couplet. You see, I think it's right."
"Pei Wenxuan, you really know how to mock me."
Li Rong glared at him. Pei Wenxuan laughed and put his arm around her shoulder. He pushed her and said, "Since it's done, let's do the next thing. Let's go."
Pei Wenxuan said and pushed Li Rong into the house. Li Rong followed him. In the end, he brought her to the kitchen.
The kitchen seemed to have prepared all the tools. Everyone stood by the side in an orderly manner. Li Rong raised her eyebrows and turned around, "What are you doing?"
"Making dumplings," Pei Wenxuan laughed, "I'm helping Your Highness make dumplings."
"You know how to make dumplings?" Li Rong was a little curious, "A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. Was the Pei family this poor before?"
"Not really," Pei Wenxuan said and smiled as he walked to the table. Li Rong watched him take an apron from the side and put it on. Then, he skillfully sprinkled flour on the table and began to knead the dough. As he kneaded the dough, he said, "This is my parents' hobby. My father thinks that making dumplings is the only way to celebrate the New Year. Your Highness, please sit down. "
Pei Wenxuan smiled and looked up, "Your Highness, just look at me."
The chair had already been prepared. Li Rong was also curious. She sat down on the chair and propped her chin up to watch Pei Wenxuan's performance.
Pei Wenxuan made dumplings, kneading the dough, rolling the dough and chopping the meat fillings … His movements were smooth and smooth. He was born handsome and elegant. Even if he was making dumplings, it was as beautiful as a carefully prepared solo dance.
Li Rong propped his chin up to admire the performance. After watching for a while, he felt bored. He straightened up and asked for an apron from the servant. Then, he went to Pei Wenxuan and said, "Let me help you?"
Pei Wenxuan looked up and smiled, "Your Highness also wants to make dumplings?"
"I have nothing to do anyway."
Seeing that Li Rong was interested, Pei Wenxuan took the dumpling skin and taught Li Rong how to make it.
Li Rong usually looked smart, but his hands were extremely clumsy. He made a few dumplings, but they were far less beautiful than Pei Wenxuan. They had strange shapes and looked very funny.
Li Rong looked at Pei Wenxuan's dumplings. They were plump and beautiful. He looked at his own dumplings. They were a bunch of useless snacks.
Li Rong felt embarrassed and angry. Pei Wenxuan glanced at Li Rong and patiently taught him again and again. Li Rong still couldn't make the dumplings. Pei Wenxuan wanted to say something, but Li Rong lost his temper, "Don't say anything! Do I need you to teach me?! "
Pei Wenxuan didn't say anything. Fortunately, there was no one around, only the two of them. Li Rong still had some way out.
Li Rong couldn't make the dumplings by herself, so she didn't let Pei Wenxuan do it. She just wasted the flour alone. Pei Wenxuan could only accept his fate and make the dumplings for her.
Seeing that the palanquin still hadn't come out, Li Rong stared at the dumplings angrily. Pei Wenxuan couldn't help but walk behind Li Rong and hold Li Rong's hand. He whispered, "Your Highness, like this, hold your hand here."
Pei Wenxuan's breath blew into her ear. His voice was gentle and kind, without the slightest impatience. Li Rong felt annoyed, but when she saw the dumplings in her hand suddenly become beautiful, she suddenly felt happy again.
Pei Wenxuan held her hand and told her the process of making dumplings over and over again.
After repeating it dozens of times, Li Rong finally understood. Pei Wenxuan let go of her hand and stood beside her to make the dumplings with her. Li Rong was so engrossed in making the dumplings that she didn't notice that she raised her hand to wipe her face. Her face was stained with white dust. Pei Wenxuan looked back and found it funny, but he didn't dare to say anything for fear of disturbing her.
After making hundreds of dumplings, Li Rong's dumplings finally looked good. Li Rong was happy and turned to Pei Wenxuan, "Pei Wenxuan, look, don't these dumplings look good? It's my first time making dumplings, isn't it very successful?! "
Pei Wenxuan looked at her face stained with powder and holding a dumpling in her hand like it was a treasure. He couldn't help but laugh.
"It looks good." His voice was gentle. "Your Highness looks even better."
Li Rong was stunned. At that moment, fireworks suddenly burst out outside and suddenly resounded through Huajing. Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan couldn't help but look up at the blooming fireworks. Li Rong held the dumplings in her hand and inadvertently looked back at the young man beside her who was looking up at the fireworks in the sky.
"Pei Wenxuan."
She suddenly called out softly.
Pei Wenxuan heard the sound and turned back. At that moment, he saw the girl stand on tiptoe, raise her hand to hold his face, and gently kiss him.
The fireworks continued to bloom in the night sky, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. The wind inadvertently blew out the candles in the kitchen. Pei Wenxuan bent down slightly and looked at the girl who closed her eyes in the night.
"Pei Wenxuan, happy new year."
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