MTL - The Fugitive White Moonlight of a Powerful Minister-Chapter 174 Homing

  The wind outside the house stopped, leaving only fluffy snow falling silently.

  The ground dragon in the house was burning hot, but it was winter after all, and at night, the house felt cool. In the past, Wen Ning always had to cover two quilts, but this year she shared the quilt with Pei You, and he was always hot, so she only reduced one bed.

  At this moment, Wen Ning curled up under the quilt, her body froze slightly, and she finally came back to her senses.

"You..." Her voice was so soft that she was taken aback. She only uttered a syllable, then stopped, grabbed Pei You's arm tightly, and resisted tenderly, "What are you talking about? Are you ready?" , I... I didn't..."

"That's when I'm ready." Pei You turned her hand upwards, pinched her waist, smiled lowly, and exhaled hot and scorching breath, which sprayed in her ears, "Madam is going to raise me, As a husband, you have to repay him with money."

  Wen Ning's face was already bright red, and now she felt a surge of enthusiasm, but Pei You pinched her waist and exerted a little force, and she felt her legs go weak again.

   "You...you let go of my waist first..."

  Pei You seemed to suddenly realize: "This is Madam's..."

   pinched harder.

  Wen Ning snorted softly, and Pei You approached and grabbed her lips.

  Wen Ning belatedly realized that most of her clothes had been unbuttoned, and at this moment Pei You came over again...

   On a snowy winter day, both of them were sweating slightly.

   There was a very thin sound in the room.

  Wen Ning didn't struggle anymore.

   That's all, it's all this way, he has endured it for a long time, just let him go.

  Only at the last moment, my whole body tensed up uncontrollably, reminding him softly: "You...you should be lighter later..."

  Pei You smiled lowly and continued to move his hands: "How can this kind of thing be lighter?"

  Wen Ning's body had already started to stiffen, and her voice was trembling: "I...Pei You, I'm a little scared."

  Pei You's movements paused, and he was silent for a moment. He distanced himself from Wen Ning, and the calmness in his voice came back a little: "Why are you afraid?"

   "Just..." Wen Ningyou half-swimmed in the water, "You know I'm the most delicate, and I'm terribly afraid of pain. I... I heard that it will hurt."

  Wen Ning had to admit, it wasn't what she heard.

  In her previous life, she didn't like Pei You, and it was the first time like that, so she rejected this matter.

  She resisted, but he was not keen on it, except...every time when he was taken back, and every time he quarreled until he was furious.

  Although it didn't scare her physically and mentally like the first time, it was not a pleasant experience after all.

  Pei You's dry heat subsided completely.

   There was even a tinge of coolness creeping up his spine, creeping up his forehead inch by inch.

  He lightly touched the tense and slightly trembling body under him, looked at her hands clenched tightly on the pillow cover in the dark, looked at her tightly closed eyes, and the slightly fluttering eyelashes.

   She even clenched her teeth.

  He is such a jerk.

  In her "dream", what exactly did he do to her?

She has prejudices and hostility towards him; she is afraid of him and resists him; she deliberately does all kinds of things that disgust him, so that he avoids her because he has done some unforgivable things to her. ?

  She asked if he was going to imprison her, confine her in a small courtyard and never see the light of day again, if he was going to break off all the support around her, so that she could never leave him again.

  Did he do these things?

  But even though he treated her too much, made her fear to the bone, and trapped her in a nightmare, she still walked towards him resolutely and without hesitation.

  A huge soreness surged in Pei You's chest, and rushed straight to his throat like a sudden gust of wind.

   "Hurry up, are you still coming?" The little girl urged him with her eyes closed.

  She has always been kind and open-minded. She would rather grit her teeth herself and want to please him, she would rather make up Mr. He Yi's disdainful past, and tell him that the Wangs and his wife are still alive, and she would hold King Rui's weakness in front of his eyes.

  What did he do to her again?

  He got angry with her and ignored her, thinking that she was making trouble for no reason, and he was pampered.

  He claimed to put her on top of his heart, but how had he ever really explored her heart?

  Wen Ning gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, feeling nothing.

  Isn’t this kind of thing just as soon as you grit your teeth, close your eyes, and pass it after a while?

  But the people around him suddenly became quiet, not only their voices became quiet, but even their breath became cold.

  She relaxed her body and blinked. Is she too obvious?

Wen Ning hugged the quilt, sat up a little, and saw Pei You half propped up on the couch, the neckline of his clothes was rubbed open, and his hair was tangled up a little messy, but there was no trace of charm on his face. color.

  He looked at her, even though there was no light in the room, Wen Ning could still see the darkness in his usual clear eyes.

   "I... I'm not afraid of you." Wen Ning explained softly, holding his clenched hand, "I'm just... a little shy."

  Pei You lowered his eyes lightly.

  Last time, he also thought she was shy, and thought she was yelling "scared" loudly, but she was not used to the change in the relationship between the two, so it would be good to give her a period of time to adapt.

  He pulled the corner of his lips.

   In vain he thinks he is smart, but he can't even tell the difference between shyness and fear.

   "I won't come." He raised his arms and embraced the anxious girl next to him, "Sleep."

  After such a short period of time, the quilt, which was still hot just now, has already cooled down.

  Wen Ning curled up on Pei You's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, always felt that something was wrong with him today, but she didn't know what was wrong.

  Just like now, he is holding her in his arms, with his chin resting on the top of her hair, the same as usual, but much tighter than usual.

  She blinked in the dark, picked at the lapel of his chest, and said softly, "It's not that I don't want to be with you...that's what."

  Wen Ning is telling the truth.

  When you are with a lover, you naturally want to do what a lover would do, but that last hurdle...

   "It's okay if you are cruel." Wen Ning blushed, her voice was so thin that she could barely hear it.

   "You know I'm always patient." Pei You held her slightly warm cheeks, "Another way to please you."

   Before Wen Ning could speak, the hand holding the pen and writing all the books in the world reached into her skirt again.

  The snow outside the house is still like clouds, silently embellishing the silent night.

  The north wind howled past, and after a long time, the room finally stopped.

   But in the treacherous capital city, how can it be so easy to calm down the turbulent movement after a short period of calm?

   On a cold day, Fan Liu, who has always been prudent, trotted all the way, and even accidentally slipped on the ice and snow on the road and fell.

  But he didn't care about the pain in his knees, let alone the sweat on his back, he held the whisk firmly and continued walking quickly.

   It was only in front of the fourth prince's bedroom that he barely stopped.

  It was almost midnight, and the lamps in the room were extinguished early, but Fan Liu still stood in front of the door, calling out in a low voice, "Your Highness."

   After a while, the lights in the hall came on, and after a while, Chu Heng pushed the door neatly dressed and came out.

   Being disturbed in the middle of the night, I didn't see any impatience on his face, but I was a little surprised: "What? Is there something important in the palace?"

  Fan Liu glanced at the attendants who were watching the night: "Your Highness, move forward and talk."

  The two came to the study with a tacit understanding, closed the door and Fan Liu said, "Your Highness, something is wrong!"

  Chu Hengfang woke up from his sleep with a look of sleepiness on his face: "What happened?"

  Fan Liu took two steps forward: "Your Highness, do you still remember that when Prince Pei married his wife last year, the Eldest Princess entered the palace at night and told His Highness that Wen's daughter was pregnant and that the Prince wanted to marry her as his wife?"

  Chu Heng frowned: "Remember, why?"

   "At that time, we all thought that His Majesty intended to point him to Princess Showa, and waited for His Majesty to get angry and see his jokes, but the matter was easily revealed, and we asked Master what His Majesty's reaction was, but Master kept silent."

  Fan Zeng next to Emperor Jiahe is exactly what Fan Liu called "Master". He brought out nine young eunuchs with his own hands, and now all of them are working in front of the nobles, and they are very capable.

   "Taking advantage of the snow tonight, Fan Si drank him some wine and got the words out!"

  Chu Heng snorted softly, that's all?

  Now is different from the past. He doesn't care about Emperor Jiahe's attitude towards Pei Shizi anymore. Whether he likes Pei Shizi or not, he doesn't need to curry favor with him.

  Pei Shizi doesn't dare to offend him easily, does he?

   "Your Highness, this matter is not trivial, Your Highness, don't take it lightly!" Fan Liu knew what Chu Heng was thinking when he saw Chu Heng's expression.

  Chu Heng lazily said "Yes": "Please tell me, father-in-law, what was your father's reaction at that time?"

  Fan Liu took two steps closer, and said half cautiously and half hastily: "Master said, His Majesty was not doing well when the Eldest Princess was here. He only said that Prince Pei wanted to marry that Wen's daughter, so he married Wen's daughter."

   "After the eldest princess left, His Majesty laughed happily and said..."

   "'This son is Xiao Zhen', 'this son is Xiao Zhen'!"

   At this time, in another corner of the capital, on a snowy day, the old man finally stopped seeing his confidants in the cold woods.

  The candle lamps in the corridor were dim, which warmed the pure white snow and also illuminated the gray hair and beard of the old man.

   "Showa couldn't hold back first." He took a dead branch in his hand and teased the birds in the cage under the porch, "It's just a bit of a detour."

  The man in black knelt in front of people as usual, and after the report was over, he remained silent.

   "Wutong Lane, is he still going?" the old man asked slowly.

   "The son goes there every day as usual." The man in black lowered his head and replied, "I only go back to the Duke's Mansion once in a while."

  The old man's eyebrows were slightly heavy, and his eyes were dark and hard to distinguish. After a long while, he laughed lowly: "It's not right to be obsessed with beauty."

   teased the sparrow casually: "The time has come, let's arrange it together."

  The man in black raised his head, then lowered his head: "Yes!"

   Without asking any more questions, he turned over and left.

  In an instant, there was only snow falling in from the corridor, and the long wind blew up the strong robe of the old man.

  He didn't seem to be afraid of the severe cold, he led the bird in the cage to eat some food without haste, and stretched out his hand to open a small door of the cage.

  The sparrow inside flapped its wings a few times, and jumped out of the cage without hesitation.

  He looked up with his hands behind his back, watching it go through the wind and snow and disappear into the night sky, his gray eyebrows were slightly curved, and a smile appeared on his face.

  This bird, it’s time to return home.

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