The days slipped away silently, and autumn had already arrived. In the cold air, the solemn and solemn meaning became more and more obvious. She seemed to smell some ominous signs, and she was restless all day trying to understand the current situation and direction, but unfortunately she knew nothing. This golden cage blocked all her information from the outside world.
But Zhao Pei still understood that the current situation must be very bad, at least Hou Jing was becoming more and more unscrupulous.
It had been raining non-stop for the past few days, and the air was filled with moisture that lingered for a long time. The raindrops fell on the glazed tiles, dripped along the eaves and fell on the banana leaves outside the curtains. Zhao Pei looked through the emerald green screen window, but all she saw was a hazy blur.
Zhao Pei slept restlessly. She couldn't fall asleep peacefully at night. Even if she fell asleep, it was only light and she woke up at the slightest noise. After several days of tossing and turning, her face was pale and she had no energy at all. At midnight, I went to the Imperial Hospital with an umbrella to get some tranquilizers for Zhao Pei. She hadn't returned for half an hour.
Zhao Pei was a little worried, so she sent Ji Jijiang to check. There were no other attendants around her, and there were originally three people living there, so now Zhao Pei was the only one in Qiu Ming Garden.
She had just showered, her hair was still wet and untied, and she was sitting quietly on the couch by the window, thinking about something. The door creaked open, and Zhao Pei thought it was Ziye and Ji Jijiang coming back, so she leaned forward and asked, "Why did you take so long?"
After saying this, Zhao Pei finally saw the person coming out from behind the entrance. He walked slowly towards Zhao Pei, smiling with an ambiguous meaning, staring at Zhao Pei from head to toe. Zhao Pei couldn't help but shudder, tightening her grip on the edge of the couch, frowning and asking, "Why is General Hou here?"
Hou Jing didn't say anything, and just approached with a strong smell of alcohol. Zhao Pei's heart trembled, and she turned over and got off the bed to avoid Hou Jing's approach, but he quickly pulled Zhao Pei's arm and said with a grin: "What are you doing, Princess? Are you hiding from me?" He held Zhao Pei with one hand and slowly put his other hand on Zhao Pei's cheek, his eyes flickering with ambiguous desire.
Zhao Pei struggled to turn her head away from his hand and said sternly, "General Hou, are you drunk? This is my princess' bedroom, how can you barge in without permission?"
Hou Jing ignored Zhao Pei's angry questioning. He walked up to her with a smile and pushed her down on the couch. Before Zhao Pei could fight back, he grabbed her hands and pressed her body down, staring at her with a smile.
Zhao Pei had no time to reflect on this series of events. She struggled hard, but Hou Jing was so strong that she couldn't dodge at all. In front of her was Hou Jing's enlarged face and the smell of alcohol on his body. Zhao Pei wanted to vomit.
"No wonder... Although the princess is no longer young, she still has charm. Her every move is full of seductive charm... No wonder so many men bow down to her, even the emperor and the cold-faced Xiangdong King are so... concerned about her." Hou Jing said as he approached: "I really want to taste what it's like to have such a beauty."
Zhao Pei felt nauseous and frowned, "How dare you! Hou Jing, who the hell are you? How dare you say such nonsense!" She glanced around and lamented that there was nothing she could use as a weapon.
Hou Jing laughed, "Of course I know what I am. I... am about to become the master of this world... The princess will belong to me sooner or later..." He looked determined, and his lustful eyes seemed to want to see through Zhao Pei. Zhao Pei's body was covered with goose bumps, and she didn't know where she got the strength to break free and push him hard. He took a few steps back, steadied his feet, rubbed his chest that was pushed by Zhao Pei, and laughed, "I just like the strong personality of the princess."
"You are too presumptuous!" Zhao Pei had nothing else to say. She kept feeling around with her hands behind her back hoping to find some sharp weapon, but unfortunately after bathing, she put all the ornaments back into the box.
Hou Jing did not approach any further, but stood five steps away from Zhao Pei. "I'm sure the princess would also like to know the current situation, and there is no need for me to hide it. Right now, the King of Xiangdong and the King of Shaoling are killing each other fiercely, haha. With the princess, the King of Xiangdong has not sent out troops to attack, and even the King of Shaoling has not moved his troops. It seems that the princess has a lot of romantic affairs."
Zhao Pei gritted her teeth and said nothing. She didn't know when a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. She secretly thought that if Hou Jing said so... that would be exactly the situation Zhao Pei didn't want to see. After a while, Zhao Pei sneered: "The King of Xiangdong just thinks that dealing with General Hou is a piece of cake, so there is no need to be so nervous. It's not because of me." Zhao Pei stared at his calculating black eyes stubbornly, looking at him frankly without any fear.
But he kept thinking in his heart, now all the military power has been seized by Hou Jing, and now there is no one in Jiankang who can suppress him. And now Daliang is almost in his hands. Why didn't Xiao Yi and others come to stop him? Just immersed in the killing between brothers? Zhao Pei didn't believe it because of herself. She knew that compared with the imperial power, she was so insignificant. Xiao Yi... If you do anything to Xiao Lun and others, don't blame me for hating you...
Zhao Pei's hands and feet were cold as she kept a vigilant attitude with Hou Jing. She secretly complained that he still had the heart to think about others. She was a clay Buddha crossing the river and could not save herself. Hou Jing was no longer afraid. Her and Xiao Gang's lives were in his hands. If he was not happy, she would not see the sun the next day...
Might as well... kill him right now...
Hou Jing stared at Zhao Pei, who was full of vigilance, with a bit of playfulness and ridicule, and saw that the colors in her eyes kept changing until only fierceness and determination remained. Hou Jing smiled faintly, shook his head and said slowly: "I advise the princess not to overestimate her own abilities, after all, your life is precious..." After that, he walked away with a shaky step, leaving behind a sentence: "In three days, I will hold a banquet to thank our emperor, and I hope the princess will do me the honor." The wind and rain blew away his words, but they could not blow away the cunning in them. Zhao Pei sat down on the ground powerlessly, her whole body and mind seemed to be trapped in an ice cellar. (To be continued)