Pei Yuanjun leaned on the bed, his face still as pale as snow, his beautiful face, exquisite facial features, his black hair casually scattered, and his loose white robe. His whole body seemed to be only black and white, as light as a landscape painting in ink and wash, but it made people feel mysterious and noble.
He was just leaning casually on the bed, looking very lazy. His collar was slightly open, and one could see the scarf wrapped around his wound.
Seeing Qu Moying come in, he put down the book in his hand and waved to her. Yu Dong stood outside the door and did not follow her.
"Are you... okay?" Qu Moying walked to the bed, saw Pei Yuanjun on the bed, frowned, and asked.
Pei Yuanjun sat up, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. Qu Moying subconsciously struggled for a moment, but heard a muffled groan from Pei Yuanjun behind her. Her hands trembled, and she dared not move anymore, allowing him to pull her back.
This person has always been extremely lazy and rude.
"Why, do you miss me?" Pei Yuanjun said lazily.
"Your Highness, what is going on?" Qu Moying gritted her teeth and said unhappily. Her waist was restrained by his hands again, and she lay there motionless, feeling inexplicably angry.
"Since those people want to kill me, I will give them a hand." Pei Yuanjun said indifferently.
"Did you do this on purpose?" Qu Moying asked almost word by word, suddenly turned around, and angrily reached out to pull his collar.
Pei Yuanjun knew what she was going to do. She ripped open his shirt, revealing his chest with a faint bloodstain on the scarf. Thinking back to the bloody mess on his chest that day, Qu Moying's hands trembled twice. Even though he had been too angry before, he didn't dare to pull it anymore.
"Didn't you say I would give you a push? Why did you almost push yourself to death?" Qu Moying raised his eyes, anger swirling in his dark eyes.
"I will be fine, but I will be unconscious for a while. I saw the arrow coming over here." Pei Yuanjun raised his eyebrows, looking quite lazy, and did not care about his open chest, and continued to hold Qu Moying in his arms.
The arrow was originally aimed at his left chest, but he took advantage of the situation by turning his body and holding the arrow with his hand, which reduced its force. Then he lost his grip and the arrow entered his chest.
"What if it's poisonous?" Qu Moying still felt cold all over when she thought about it, and she couldn't help but grab his hand.
"It's not poisonous. There was moonlight at the time." Pei Yuanjun smiled lightly.
Under the moonlight, if the arrow is painted with something else, it will show a faint color.
“But even if it is… even if it is like this, it could be something colorless. Aren’t there any weird things in the Northern Frontier?” Qu Moying tugged at his collar fiercely, as if to tear it off, but did not dare to touch the scarf on his chest.
"Do you guess it has something to do with the Northern Frontier?" Pei Yuanjun smiled. Of course, it was not enough to just look at it. He just said this casually because he was afraid that Qu Moying would worry.
Qu Moying frowned and stared at him with dissatisfaction. This was truly a fight for his life.
"Okay, I know that Nanny Miao beside you is from Northern Xinjiang and has followed you for a long time. Did she hear someone talking at that time?" Pei Yuanjun smiled and whispered in her ear.
Qu Moying snorted coldly. When the chaos broke out, she was wrapped in Pei Yuanjun's arms and did hear a few simple words. They sounded no different from those spoken by people in the capital, but she still tasted something strange.
Chang, seems to be somewhat similar to Aunt Miao who just arrived in the capital.
"Whose people?"
Although it may be related to the northern border, it cannot be said that this matter has nothing to do with those in the capital.
"I'm not sure for now, but the water is already turbulent, so it would be better to stir it up a little more. Since I'm injured so badly, I have to rest well." Pei Yuanjun said indifferently.
His voice was originally quite clear, but now it had a sinister tone.
Qu Moying was silent for a moment, bit her lip, and asked, "Is everything really okay?"
"It's okay. I'll just lie down and rest now. It just so happens that I've been officially dismissed from the West Prison incident. The West Prison incident will have nothing to do with me in the future." Pei Yuanjun was very lazy. "I told the emperor that I want to get married soon. After all, I'm old!"
With just one sentence, Qu Moying's face suddenly turned red and he was speechless.
It took him a long while to find his voice again: "You... you told the emperor this?"
This is so shameless.
When she turned her head, she saw his handsome face right next to her ear. Every word seemed to carry his breath and warmth, making Qu Moying's face become even redder.
"I'm sick, so I have to think about something, otherwise it would be really boring." Pei Yuanjun didn't care. "Anyway, I'm free these days. If the Ministry of Rites has anything to do, they can discuss it with me directly. Even if I can't perform the ceremony at the same time as the Crown Prince, I can't be much slower than him."
These words made Qu Moying's face flush red for a moment, and then the redness slowly faded away. She turned her head to look at Pei Yuanjun and asked in confusion, "Are you going to catch up with the day to marry the prince?"
There's something wrong with what he said.
"The prince married a concubine, and I married a principal wife. How can a concubine compare with my principal wife? Besides, I am the elder." Pei Yuanjun curled the corners of his lips and his voice had a hint of smile, but Qu Moying heard a bit of sinister sarcasm, especially the last two words "elder"!
"But that's the Crown Princess?" Qu Moying stammered. It wasn't that she thought too little of herself, it was just that the Crown Princess was different from the ordinary princesses, and how could the future Queen be preempted by another princess
Besides, this marriage was originally planned to be between Pei Luoan and Liu Jingyu. If it really happened, it would be a disgrace to the Eastern Palace.
"So what? She's just a successor." Pei Yuanjun said lazily, raising his eyes with a hint of gloomy charm, "As an elder, I always have some privileges sometimes!"
"So... you don't want to follow the normal process, but want to... get married... closer to the Crown Prince?" Qu Moying bit her lip and asked. Although Pei Yuanjun's words were unreasonable and she didn't think Ji Hanyue had any relationship with Pei Luoan, she felt inexplicably relieved.
"Why not? Liu Jingyu ruined your coming-of-age ceremony, and Pei Luoan doesn't have the magnanimity of a prince. In that case, I have no intention of giving in or giving him face, and you don't have to retreat for Liu Jingyu." Pei Yuanjun's words were too self-evident.
This is a very bold statement, full of ambition.
Qu Moying was not surprised to hear this.
Pei Yuanjun stretched out his hand and kneaded Qu Moying's forehead, pinching her twice carefully, "Why did you suddenly fall ill? I have been very worried these days."
His hands massaged her head, which was still a little aching, and made her relax a lot. Her body softened. "I don't know why you got sick. You were fine before."
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Don't worry, it'll be fine!" Pei Yuanjun smiled grimly behind her.
"Will this marriage... necessarily be brought forward?" Qu Moying bit her lip and asked again.
She naturally didn't care about giving Pei Luoan a slap in the face, and she even looked forward to it.
Pei Luoan would inevitably stand on two hostile sides with her.
"It will definitely be in advance." Pei Yuanjun said indifferently, "If you want to do something, just do it. If you can't do it well, I am still here, right?"
"Will it affect you?" Qu Moying felt a little uneasy. She couldn't tell the secret of her rebirth, nor did she dare to tell it. This kind of thing was too much for Fei Yi to think about.
"No, if you want justice for your cousin, go ahead and do it yourself." Pei Yuanjun said in a low voice.
"I... my cousin!" Qu Moying lowered his voice unconsciously, but his eyes suddenly widened.
"Yes, your cousin!" Pei Yuanjun said meaningfully.
Qu Moying held Pei Yuanjun's hand with her fingers and trembled slightly, "You...you..."
She didn't know what to say for a moment. Every blood vessel in her body seemed to be boiling and surging...
"Since you care about your cousin's affairs and the affairs of the Ling'an Marquis' Mansion, just do it!" Pei Yuanjun's other finger was still massaging her forehead. "If you are not feeling well, take more rest. It just so happens that my palace is empty, so you can stay here for a while to recuperate."
This reminded Qu Moying, and he suppressed all the thoughts in his mind, "I will go back to the manor tomorrow."
"Why are you in such a hurry? I am seriously injured and all affairs in this mansion are in chaos. You are living here now and you are sick. No one will gossip at this time." Pei Yuanjun said casually.
"No, it's not right." Qu Moying shook his head. "Since it will make people gossip, it's better to leave early. Even though the prince is seriously injured and I am also sick, it's better to not let people gossip."
Although this matter can be explained, the two have not yet gotten married, so they have to abide by the rules.
"Since you said so, then do it! I actually think it's a good idea for you to stay in the palace." Pei Yuanjun said. He has always been a willful person and he really wanted to keep Qu Moying, but seeing her frowning brows and worried look, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and smiled.
His hand dropped and interlocked his fingers with hers.
Qu Moying half leaned in his arms, not daring to move, for fear that the slightest movement would affect his wound.
I could hear his shallow breathing and feel the rise and fall of his chest. Everything seemed so familiar, just like when I was dizzy and sick, I felt safe and peaceful.
Her eyes closed unconsciously, and her long eyelashes cast uneven shadows on her eyelids, making her look a little more fragile and pale.
I suddenly thought of Yuchun's words. I didn't think about it carefully at that time, but now I suddenly understood. Some fragmented memories in the dream also suddenly appeared in my mind. My face gradually became hot, and I felt the heat rushing out of my skin. I bit my lips hard, trying to suppress the sudden shame.
After taking a few deep breaths, he felt dizzy and fell asleep unconsciously leaning on Pei Yuanjun's body. He slept even more soundly than before in his own room.
Pei Yuanjun lowered his head, his handsome eyebrows slightly lowered, looking at Qu Moying's peaceful sleeping face, his eyes were gentle and peaceful, and his beautiful facial features were less sharp than before...