Pei Qinghe's hand holding the wall wall tightened his hands in an instant, and subconsciously swept around.
"Stop looking, there are no hidden guards around." Xiao Tan and his eyelids were too lazy to raise their eyes.
Pei Qinghe felt in a mess, but he had to pretend to be calm and asked him in a low voice: "You also know that the person who hurt me is not the King of Wei?"
"The King of Wei is not that stupid," he said.
Yes, King Wei is not that stupid.
She should have thought that with Xiao Tanji's intelligence, he probably had seen many things clearly.
"You never told me this before," she said to him.
"The princess was not scheming before," he replied.
“Everyone will change.”
Pei Qinghe remembered the events of his previous life, and his tone became colder, and his watery eyes were even more sarcastic.
She said: "Don't look at you and I have a table to eat now. Maybe one day I will draw my sword to face each other and use all my skills to kill each other."
Xiao Tanji raised his head and looked at her, his face unpredictable. He asked, "Why did the princess say this?"
Pei Qinghe looked at him quietly without saying a word.
The two looked at each other, and Xiao Tanji's eyes gradually became colder. He pursed his lips and said, "The Princess's Mansion has been kind to Xiao."
Pei Qinghe thought about what he meant and asked, "Do you really think so?"
"Xiao has always been clear about his grudges, so the princess doesn't have to be cautious about Xiao in everything. Today's emperor is already suspicious of the princess's mansion. If you treat Xiao so well, it will only cause people to be suspicious."
Pei Qinghe couldn't help but mutter, "I can't treat you well?"
The latter is silent.
Pei Qinghe nodded in compromise, "Okay, I know what to do in the future."
After the words came to an end, she asked him again, "Xiao Tanji, do you hate me?"
He paused, "Why do you hate?"
"I used to bully you."
"Xiao is the son of a criminal minister and the beautiful daughter of the princess, so you should do whatever you do to Xiao."
Pei Qinghe stared at him, "But that's not what your eyes told me."
He has his ambitions and his ambitions.
The Pei family is all his enemies.
She pressed her step by step and finally Xiao Tanji's counterattack came. He put down the spoon and locked her gaze with his sharp eyes. He told her: "Xiao has been thinking about something recently."
Intuition tells Pei Qinghe that it is definitely not a good thing.
Sure enough, he said: "Since the assassination that day, the princess's temperament has changed drastically, and Xiao can't figure out why."
Pei Qinghe bit the soft flesh on the inside of his lower lip, trying to make himself look relaxed.
She smiled at him: "You said it yourself. I was assassinated and I was walking through the gates of hell, and it will naturally change."
Xiao Tanji narrowed his eyes and obviously did not believe Pei Qinghe's words.
Pei Qinghe also knew that she had talked a little too much today, so she opened the topic and said, "The rice is going to be cold."
"Let's have a meal," she said.
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The place arranged for Pei Qinghe and others to copy the Taoist scriptures and pray for blessings is located in a small attic on the west side of Fengtian Hall.
Beside the attic, green trees are hidden, flowers are blooming, bees and butterflies are dancing, and the breeze blows on the face, sweeping a scent of fragrance.
By chance, the person who led Pei Qinghe to the attic was Fusheng, who had just been punished for Pei Qinghe.
Fu Sheng told Pei Qinghe: "This is the place where Your Majesty prepares for you to copy the scriptures."
Pei Qinghe looked at the thick stack of rice paper on the table, and suddenly had a bad premonition. She asked Fu Sheng: "How many do you want to copy today?"
Fu Sheng seemed to have a grudge, and looked at her with a complaint, and said in a depressed tone: "Not much, only two or three volumes."
“…”
Pei Qinghe took a deep breath and tried to maintain a smile. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Tanji next to him. Then he approached him and asked him in a low voice: "Are you sure this is a compensation rather than a punishment?"
A breeze blew, pulling the hair of the two and tangling them together.
The fragrance from the woman's body came into her breath, and Xiao Tan and her eyes became darker.
At this moment, a sound suddenly penetrated.
"Qiu Ping has met the princess."
Pei Qinghe subconsciously looked back and saw that the third lady of the Shen family, Chen Qiuping.
She almost forgot that Miss Chen San was also sent to the palace to copy scriptures.
Her eyes swept over Chen Qiuping's makeup and hair, and there was more fun in her eyes.
Miss Chen San's appearance is better than freshness and lovely, and her figure is weak. Her light green inner collar and a gray-white embroidered coat make her look weaker. Her long hair looks a little yellow at the ends. It is obviously not well taken care of, but her foundation is good, but her eyes are too complicated and there are too many impurities, which is a waste of Yingying's skin.
And she remembered that when she met Chen Qiuping last time, Chen Qiuping dressed up in a simple manner, but she had to deliberately look like a good jewelry that was not good enough to show off.
I met again today, and there were a lot of gold and silver items on her bun.
Pei Qinghe saw many such people in Pei Zheng's harem in his previous life, and he couldn't feel good about it, so his tone naturally couldn't get much warmer. "Please get up with the third lady."
Chen Qiuping heard Pei Qinghe's coldness, her face slightly calmed, bit her lips, and slowly stood up.
Pei Qinghe didn't look at Chen Qiuping anymore. She turned around and saw that Xiao Tanji had found a place to sit down.
Pei Qinghe thought about it and chose the position on his right.
Then, Fu Sheng brought a wolf pen and handed it to Pei Qinghe.
When the maid Chen Qiuping brought saw it, he stopped Fu Sheng and asked him: "Hey, little Taoist priest, where is our lady?"
Fu Sheng pointed to her a pen that was originally arranged on the table, "That's it."
Chen Qiuping's maid was unhappy and asked angrily: "Why can Princess Qinghe use such a good inkstone, but our lady--"
Fu Sheng frowned incomprehensiblely and said, "That's the princess, is your lady?"
"you--"
"Chunxi." Chen Qiuping hurriedly called her maid and shook her head.
Pei Qinghe was worried about copying the scriptures. When he heard the words of Chen Qiuping's maid, he glanced at her lazily, but he didn't have the heart to pay attention to her.
Unexpectedly, the maid became more and more arrogant: "Our lady is His Majesty's adopted daughter, and the light in this place is not good. What should we do if our lady breaks her eyes?"
Hearing this, Pei Qinghe glanced at Chen Qiuping's reaction.
Chen Qiuping looked ugly, but she was not embarrassed by her maid's crazy words.
Pei Qinghe could see that Chen Qiuping felt wronged and even intended to indulge his maid.
Pei Qinghe couldn't understand.
Chen Qiuping knew that Chen’s mansion was about to be investigated, and where did she get the confidence to indulge her maid to act in the palace?
She thought Miss Chen San was a smart person.
Just as she was thinking about this, Pei Qinghe saw Chen Qiuping suddenly look at her in panic.
Before she could react to why Chen Qiuping looked at her, Chen Qiuping was already kneeling on the ground as if she was greatly frightened.
Chapter completed!