Pei Zheng slowly reached his hand under Shen Shijiu's body, exerted a little force, and turned the naked little guy over.
Shen Shijiu was lying on the bed with his face up, a few strands of hair hanging on his chin, his collar was slightly open, and the bright red lotus tattoo on his collarbone was beginning to become faintly visible again.
Pei Zheng took off the little guy's outer robe and trousers very gently, then held him and put him inside.
The little guy half opened his eyes dazedly and stared at Pei Zheng above him. It was obvious that he was too sleepy to react.
"grown ups… "
The two words sounded like humming.
Pei Zheng tightened his hands and pinched Shen Shijiu's waist, causing the little guy to pout in dissatisfaction.
"You pinched me..."
Pei Zheng let go and gently rubbed his waist twice as if to soothe him. "Does it hurt?"
The little man shook his head, "It doesn't hurt..."
At this moment, Shen Huan, who was sleeping in the inner compartment, suddenly made a noise. She seemed to have turned over, and something was kicked to the ground by her. Then she fell asleep again.
Pei Zheng glanced in the direction of the compartment and raised his eyebrows, "Your master?"
Shen Shijiu nodded obediently, "Master, I'm sleeping inside..."
Pei Zheng understood what was going on. Shen Huan was so worried about him that she even watched him when he slept. Unfortunately, she slept too soundly herself.
He placed his index finger on the little man's lips, signaling him to speak more quietly.
Shen Shijiu nodded wisely and said in a low voice, "I know not to wake up the master."
Pei Zheng was touched by his serious expression and smiled, then whispered, "Yes."
Then he touched the little man's hair and let it down for him.
—She let her heavy black hair fall behind her back, making her skin look whiter than snow and her face look like a delicate flower. Her pure eyes stared at Pei Zheng.
Knowing that he was still confused, Pei Zheng's breathing became disordered.
"Are you still feeling dizzy?" Pei Zheng helped him remove the hair from his face.
Shen Shijiu was confused. He nodded, shook his head, and nodded again.
Pei Zheng thought it was funny, so he pinched his little chin and shook it, "It seems that he is dizzy."
Shen Shijiu also shook his head, "Yeah, I feel dizzy, I want to sleep..."
"Sleep?"
Pei Zheng could see that the little guy was indeed very dizzy and sleepy, his long eyelashes moved slightly and his eyelids trembled uncontrollably.
He leaned down and whispered in the little guy's ear, "Give me a kiss before you go to sleep, okay?"
Shen Shijiu nodded obediently, then pouted his lips, but his eyes were already closed.
Pei Zheng just gave him a light kiss on the lips, and then he heard the little guy's breathing become even.
Pulling the quilt over the side to wrap the little guy up, Pei Zheng also climbed onto the bed.
It was almost noon the next day when Shen Shijiu woke up slowly.
Sitting up, rubbing his messy hair, he half opened his eyes and yawned loudly.
Why does he feel a headache? What happened last night? He only remembered going to Yipinxiang and having a delicious meal, and then what? It seemed like there were a lot of people gathered together, and there were river lanterns, fireworks, and something else
Shen Shijiu was only wearing his underwear, and his long hair covered most of his face.
He sat down at the table, took a big sip of water, and wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.
Suddenly, the wound on his face was rubbed and he felt a stinging pain.
Shen Shijiu touched his cheek. Why was there a scar on it
He hurriedly looked around the room for the bronze mirror.
The noise was quite loud and woke up Shen Huan in the cubicle.
When Shen Huan opened the door and walked out, he saw Shen Shijiu sitting in front of the table holding a bronze mirror, looking left and right with a serious expression.
After seeing Shen Huan, Shen Shijiu hurriedly called out, "Master"
Shen Huan responded, "What are you doing so early in the morning, disciple?"
Shen Shijiu pointed at the bronze mirror and said, "Is this the new mask you made for me?"
Shen Huan suddenly became alert. She had forgotten that Shen Shijiu had never seen her real face before. She lied to him that he was disfigured, so she asked him to wear the mask all the time and not take it off.
"Um, disciple, I have something to tell you." Shen Huan coughed twice, "Well, what you see now is not a mask, but your true face. Yes, you are not disfigured, you just look this good-looking."
Unexpectedly, Shen Shijiu didn't react at all. He just said "Oh" and put the bronze mirror back.
Shen Huan was puzzled, "Disciple, what's wrong? Are you not satisfied with this face?"
Shen Shijiu shook his head, "No, Master."
"Then why aren't you happy or surprised at all?"
Shen Shijiu thought for a moment, "I don't know either, but I seem to remember..."
Shen Huan suddenly became nervous. Could it be that his little disciple had recovered some of his memories
"What do you remember?"
Shen Shijiu frowned slightly, "Master, I can't remember... I have a headache..."
Shen Huan walked over and patted his little head, "Alright, alright, my dear disciple, don't think about it anymore. Go put on your clothes quickly. It's cold now, don't catch a cold."
Shen Shijiu nodded obediently and walked to the bed to put on his clothes.
Shen Huan noticed something was wrong. "Wait, why do I remember that you didn't take off your clothes last night? You didn't take off your shoes either? And who untied your hair?"
Shen Shijiu stood obediently beside the bed, looked at his outer robe placed beside the bed, and then looked at Shen Huan.
"Master, I don't know either."
Shen Huan waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it. You were so drunk that you fell asleep immediately. If I hadn't been sleeping in there to keep an eye on you, you probably wouldn't have known someone had climbed into your bed in the middle of the night."
After hearing this, Shen Shijiu flashed through several scenes in his mind. Someone helped him take off his clothes, spread his hair, and pinched his waist...
At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the small building.
"Master Shen, Master Shen, are you up?" It was Li Yu's voice.
Shen Huan opened the door.
Li Yu stood outside the door and said, "The master is in the lobby in the front yard. Please go and have lunch."
After saying that, several maids came in from behind Li Yu, each holding a piece of clothing and a hair crown.
Several maids came up to Shen Shijiu and began to help him dress and tie his hair.
Dressed in a white embroidered robe, with her hair half tied and half loose, and although there was a scar on her cheek, it couldn't hide her bright and gorgeous beauty. Shen Shijiu looked like a noble person who had grown up in luxury.
Shen Huan couldn't help but stare at him in amazement. Is this still the little disciple who followed him around all day
He really looks like an extremely noble prince.
Li Yu led the two of them through the courtyard and came to the lobby. Before they walked in, they smelled the fragrance wafting over.
Pei Zheng sat in front of the table full of delicious food, without moving his chopsticks, waiting for the two of them.
Shen Huan sat down without any hesitation, and Shen Shijiu also sat down, still some distance away from Pei Zheng.
Pei Zheng tapped his fingers on the table.
What? Now that you’re sober, you turn against me
It doesn’t matter, he just sits over there.
Pei Zheng stood up and slowly walked towards where the master and disciple were sitting.
Shen Shijiu felt a pressure approaching and tugged at his sleeves nervously.
Then, the pressure stopped beside him and sat down directly, sticking so close to him.
Shen Shijiu's breathing became a little nervous.
"Are you hungry?"
Pei Zheng asked Shen Shijiu in a low voice, as if afraid to scare him.
Shen Shijiu nodded, "Yes... a little bit..."
"Are you still dizzy?"
Shen Shijiu shook his head, "I'm not dizzy anymore."
"Last night, remember?"
Shen Shijiu thought hard, but still shook his head, "I don't remember..."
He added, "I only remember a little bit..."
Shen Huan had already stuffed his mouth full of food and knocked on the table in dissatisfaction, "Master Pei, can you wait until my disciple finishes eating before asking questions? How can I be trained right away?"
Pei Zheng picked up the chopsticks, took Shen Shijiu's hand, and handed the chopsticks to him, "Eat first."
Shen Shijiu obediently picked up the chopsticks, nodded, and started to pick up the food and eat it himself.
He ate the same way as before, stuffing his little face until it was round, then chewed slowly, swallowing all the food with his throat moving.
After Pei Zheng ate a little, he put down his chopsticks and watched the people around him eat.
“Is it delicious?”
Shen Shijiu curved his eyes and nodded.
Shen Huan said beside him, "It's delicious! Did the chef of the Prime Minister's Mansion change? It's much better than before. It tastes similar to the Yipinxiang we had yesterday. Anyway, it's delicious!"
Li Yu had been standing by the table serving, and said, "Of course not. This is the chef from Yipinxiang. Our master bought Yipinxiang."
Shen Huan, who was drinking soup, coughed suddenly and widened his eyes slightly, "Buy it, buy it?"
Although she knew that Pei Zheng was rich, the largest restaurant in the imperial capital could not be bought with a small amount of money, not to mention in such a short time. She would probably have to spend a huge amount of money to make the boss dizzy.
Li Yu disagreed, "Yes, there is more than Yipinxiang. The master has many shops, including wine shops, antique shops, casinos, and brothels..."
Li Yu took a long time to count, "Especially the antique shops, many of the treasures there are priceless. This is just the shop in the imperial capital. Your Excellency also has assets in many cities in Jiangnan and Yuan..."
"Don't, don't say anymore..." Shen Huan felt a dull pain in his chest.
Now he and his little disciple were penniless, while Pei Zheng, who looked to be only in his twenties, sitting next to them, possessed a fortune that was as rich as that of a country.
Moreover, he is an important official in the imperial court with tremendous power. If such a person wants to be a bad guy, who can stop him
Shen Huan turned his head and glanced at Pei Zheng secretly, and saw that he was staring at his little disciple with his eyes slightly narrowed, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.
She had a complicated mood while eating the meal.
After dinner, the servants came to clear the table.
Shen Huan also prepared a medicine box and was going to apply medicine to Pei Zheng and Shen Shijiu one by one.
The scar on Shen Shijiu's face had faded a little after one night, and soon no trace of it would be visible at all.
Just when Shen Huan was about to ask Pei Zheng to take off his outer robe and apply medicine, Li Yu suddenly ran in from outside the door, looking anxious.
"Master Shen, please go check on Guard Feng. He just fell from the beam and his leg seems to be broken!"
Shen Huan opened his mouth wide in shock, "The Wind Guard fell from the beam? You mean riding the wind?"
Li Yu nodded, "Yes! You should go quickly, it will be too late if you are late, so just hand it over to Master Shen first."
Shen Huan still looked incredulous. Could Cheng Feng fall from the beam
Shen Shijiu was also very worried, "Master, please go and take a look, I can handle this place!"
Shen Huan followed Li Yu and ran out in a hurry.
Shen Shijiu retracted his gaze and met Pei Zheng's half-closed narrow eyes. His little heart involuntarily beat faster.
Pei Zheng sat on a stool, and Shen Shijiu stood in front of him.
The little hand reached out to Pei Zheng's shoulder, and said softly, "Sir, let me apply the medicine for you."
Pei Zheng said "hmm".
The pair of small hands reached in along the black collar and pulled the outer robe off the shoulders, but Pei Zheng suddenly reached out and grasped the slender waist.
"You haven't told me yet," he chuckled, "What do you remember from last night?"