Chapter 371 My Sick Husband Who Can’t Take Care of Himself (24)
He reached out and pushed the man down onto the couch.
She stood up and kissed him on the lips.
He clasped her waist with one hand and turned over, switching positions with him.
He held her hand and interlocked their fingers. He took the initiative to kiss her. The kiss was awkward but a little eager. After the kiss, he lowered his head and gently leaned on her neck.
"I miss you."
Jiang Xianyun hummed.
Her hands hugged his waist.
"You're in love with me."
"You're laughing at me."
"No, I'm just very happy."
"Little brother."
"what?"
"Come on, call me sister."
Pei Jingheng: “…”
"I've grown up."
Seeing that she didn't speak, he thought she was angry, so he called out awkwardly. "Sister."
"Not bad."
She threaded her fingers into his hair.
His face turned red and his heart beat fast because of her teasing.
Finally, he took the initiative to kiss her again and then confessed in a low voice.
"Girl, I like you."
"Can I see you all the time?"
"Ah."
Next.
Jiang Xianyun leaned sideways in his arms.
"I feel like I haven't seen you for a long time. Where have you been all this time?"
"Go into battle and kill the enemy."
"You are a soldier."
"Ah."
He wanted to ask something else.
But the person has already woken up.
Pei Jingheng sat up.
"Why did you wake up?"
Is he now unsure if he is really just dreaming?
Someone in the military?
Or is it just my own imagination.
Knowing it was just a dream.
Pei Jingheng actually hoped that he could dream about her again next time.
It turns out.
The days after.
It's like she's picking my name every day, and I dream about her every now and then.
The location is different every time, by the river, in the courtyard, on the corridor under the moon, and in various unfamiliar places...
As they got along, their relationship became better and better, and he clearly felt that he had a strong possessive desire for her.
No one knows what Pei Jingheng is thinking.
Only he knows.
Now I have the girl I want to spend my life with, but she is imaginary, not a real person, and I can only see her in dreams.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Even so, he thought it was fine.
It would be nice if it could last a lifetime like this.
He already regarded Jiang Xianyun as his wife.
Sometimes, Pei Jingheng thought that maybe the girl was not a human and was just a ghost.
Maybe he would be able to see her after he died. He didn't have much time left anyway, so it would be nice to be with her after he died.
But before that, he had to send some people underground to apologize to his mother.
These people don't deserve to live.
This afternoon.
Pei Jingheng sat in front of the stone table and drank medicine.
Just then, a figure flashed beside him and stood there.
Pei Jingheng held the medicine bowl with his fingers, and his frail face looked slightly pale.
He spoke softly.
"How is it?" The figure bowed slightly and then said, "Master, it's just as you thought. The concubine and the guard had an affair and I saw it with my own eyes. And the third prince is not the emperor's biological son."
Pei Jingheng was not surprised to know that the imperial concubine had an affair with someone else, but he did not expect that his third brother who had bullied him since childhood was not his biological brother.
Suddenly I found it so funny that I didn't know whether to laugh at him or at myself.
He drank the bowl of medicine in one gulp and put the bowl down casually.
There was indifference in his eyes.
"It's time for a result."
"Go and deliver this news to my second brother. It would be best if he could find out by himself. Ha, let them fight each other."
"Yes, my subordinate will go right away."
He called him.
"Wait a moment."
"master."
Pei Jingheng said, "After this incident, you and Nan Yu should find a chance to leave here, go far away and don't come back."
Nanfeng and Nanyu are brother and sister. He felt sorry for them and saved their lives. He didn't expect that they would be so stubborn and follow him all the time.
Hearing this, Nanfeng knelt down immediately.
"Master, your subordinates will not leave."
Pei Jingheng sighed.
"You can see that I don't have much time left. You are with me, and as your master I have to consider you. I have deposited some money for you in the bank, and you can find a place to live well when the time comes. Go and see the world for me."
Nan Feng shook his head.
"Master, you don't have to say anything. Xiaoyu and I will not leave. If we want to leave, we will leave together, and if we want to stay, we will stay together. If there really comes a day when you... Xiaoyu and I will go to guard your mausoleum and will not let you be alone."
Pei Jingheng raised his hand silently.
"It's up to you, get up."
"Thank you, Master."
Nanfeng got up and went to work...
three days later.
Someone came to the Sixth Prince’s Mansion.
The people who came were extremely skilled in martial arts. They were a man and a woman dressed in black.
It seems like he is from some organization.
When the two sides met, Nanfeng stood in front of Pei Jingheng with caution, and the sword in his hand was already unsheathed. Compared with Nanfeng, Pei Jingheng was very calm.
Pei Jingheng frowned slightly and looked at the two people who appeared in front of him.
"Who are you?"
One of the two men held a long sword and the other had a long whip hanging on his waist.
They spoke.
"I am Hengyi."
"I'm Yokosho."
They both knelt on one knee.
One of them stepped forward and began to explain.
"We are from the Qingyu Pavilion. Someone paid us a high price to protect your safety for two years. During this period, Your Highness, you can use us as you like. By the way, this is what our employer asked us to bring to you. She said you will understand after you read it."
As he spoke, the man took out an unopened letter from his pocket and handed it over.
Pei Jingheng looked puzzled.
Who will pay attention to him?
He was a little suspicious whether it was his brothers who were plotting something again. But he could feel that the other party had no ill will or killing intention. Instead, he seemed to be trying to please them, like a street vendor meeting the God of Wealth.
Pei Jingheng: “…”
It just feels so confusing.
At this moment, the two people from Qingyu Pavilion looked at each other, with only one goal in mind.
This order must not be lost.
Qingyu Pavilion was once a killer organization, but because their leader only killed those who were guilty of the most heinous crimes, Qingyu Pavilion was so poor that even the poorest people would not come. After that, their leader was heartbroken, and now Qingyu Pavilion has developed in a strange direction.
Now Qingyu Pavilion sells intelligence and talents. As long as the money is in place, they will also work part-time running errands for others and catching rapes. Just two days ago, they took a job of embroidering for the Empress in the Palace, and the embroidery was done by their Pavilion Master himself. In short, everything is fine as long as the money is in place.
Now their Qingyu Pavilion's business is very wide, and has expanded to construction sites across the country, even to the aunties who slaughter pigs in border towns. So now they are embarrassed to say that they used to be killers when they go out.
Nanfeng took the letter and made sure there was no problem before handing it to Pei Jingheng.
"master."
Pei Jingheng frowned slightly.
He would like to see.
what is the situation.
Unpack the trade winds.
There really is a letter inside.
He reached out and took it out.
