Because of Gu Qingyuan's words, Pei Jinting seemed to have dispersed the gloom of the past few days. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him, face to face.
Those loving eyes stared at Gu Qingyuan,
"Good boy Yuanyuan. Listen, no. It's not like that."
The first fifteen years of his life were full of glory. After the age of fifteen, even in the eyes of outsiders, he was still the third son of the Pei family who was deeply loved by the emperor and empress.
Only he himself knows.
That year, when he was ill, he heard the truth.
At that time, he was wrapped in quilt and heard Duke Chengen's wife asking Duke Chengen,
"In these years, I have not been so devoted to my biological child because I was afraid that he would die of illness."
Her tone was very indifferent, completely different from the loving way she used to look in front of him.
"It's really unlucky."
He just thought he heard wrongly, and his hands under the quilt clenched into fists slightly.
That day, the sky was gloomy outside, the ice and snow were everywhere, and the wind was howling and it was biting to the bone.
However, it is even more chilling if there is no Mrs. Chengen.
It turns out that he is not a proud man.
Even the woman he had always admired and thought was his mother regarded him as a shame.
He wanted to say that he was not a shame and that he could be her pride.
However, the loving mother in the past disappeared like a flexible fish in the vast white sky and earth.
The young man was buried deeply in the quilt, and the cold wind passed through the window lattice, passed through the thick quilt, and blew through his clothes.
From now on.
He no longer has a mother.
That time, he was very sick, more serious than any other time.
After waking up, Mrs. Chengen treated him as always.
But she knew nothing about his heart.
In his heart, he was enduring the sadness of being abandoned by his mother.
Gu Qingyuan whimpered, plucked his clothes with both hands, and tore the clothes on his body into chaos, tears bursting from her eyes, as if she had been greatly wronged.
"I feel so uncomfortable...Pei Jingheng, help me..."
It's like a child who can't get candy, which is particularly annoying and pitiful.
Pei Jinting came back to his senses, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, held her face, and chuckled, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Gu Qingyuan turned her face sideways, closed her eyes, and rubbed it in his palm, as if she was getting candy and alleviating her discomfort.
However, it was not enough in the end, her hot cheeks were buried in his neck, and her red lips were printed on his Adam's apple.
Pei Jinting stiffened slightly, and even his breathing stopped for a moment.
She was shocked to realize that something was wrong with Gu Qingyuan.
He clasped her waist and said, "Good Yuanyuan, tell me, what did you use at night?"
Gu Qingyuan shook her head in confusion.
Just gently, like a cat, he said sadly, "I feel uncomfortable, I feel uncomfortable everywhere..."
After a while, Pei Jinting sighed, "I won't feel uncomfortable soon."
At this time, he could no longer care about anything else. He held her in his arms, walked to the basin stand, coaxed the kitten in his arms to lean against him, and washed his hands carefully.
His lips were close to hers, and then his knuckled hands lifted up the hem of her clothes.
When she was unconscious and still had doubts in her mind, he was unwilling to take advantage of others.
But at this time, he had to help her.
The full moon shines on Kyushu.
Gu Qingyuan leaned against the door, her back straightened, her head raised and speechless.
He grasped the hand of the person in front of him tightly and slowly let go.
She lay on his shoulder, breathing low and crying.
Pei Jinting turned his head and kissed her slightly damp forehead. His slender fingers pulled the handkerchief piled beside the basin shelf and wiped it.
The moonlight moved slightly, and Gu Qingyuan fell into a deep sleep.
Pei Jinting sat beside the couch, holding her hand, and left at dawn.
In the early morning of the next day, it started to rain lightly, and the sky became cooler and colder.
Gu Qingyuan sat on the bedside, hugging the quilt, a little dazed.
Last night...
Her complexion turned from crimson at first to pale.
Gu Qingyuan pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Obviously she resisted at first last night, but she couldn't help but let her get closer to Pei Jinting.
Even Qin Rongjun might have become uncontrollable later on if she hadn't fled in a hurry.
Last night was so chaotic that I couldn't remember every bit of it after I woke up.
She remembered Pei Jinting asking her what she had eaten.
These days, she has been drinking and eating with the people in the house.
During the day, there was no impact at all, but at night...
She thought for a while, maybe she should check it out.
Thinking of the turbulent emotions last night, Gu Qingyuan panicked and her eyes fell on the towel beside the basin stand.
Under a ray of sunlight, it seems that you can still see the crystal above.
It reminded her of Pei Jinting's shiny hands last night...
She choked on the tea while holding it in her mouth.
After arriving at Qin's house, Gu Qingyuan would go to greet Mrs. Qin every morning.
It was the same today. As soon as I walked in, I saw Qin Rongjun talking to the old lady.
"Ayuan, you've been in Rencheng for a while, but are you still used to living there?" The person who asked the question was Mrs. Xu, the eldest aunt and Qin Rongjun's mother.
Mrs. Xu smiled and said, her eyes falling on Qin Rongjun, her meaning unclear.
"Excuse me, Auntie, Ayuan is used to living here." Gu Qingyuan thanked Mrs. Xu softly.
Now think about it, in the Qin family's house, apart from the old lady, Mrs. Xu was probably the kindest to her.
The female family members were talking among themselves, but Qin Rongjun didn't want to stay too long. After talking for a while, he left.
Mrs. Qin pulled Gu Qingyuan to sit down beside her, touched her hand and said,
"Ayuan. Although you are not your mother's biological child, you look just like your mother. I guess this is fate given by God."
Gu Qingyuan did not dare to tell Mrs. Qin the truth, she just tilted her head and looked at her with a smile.
"I'm keeping you here to talk to you about your cousin."
Hearing Mrs. Qin mention Qin Rongjun, Gu Qingyuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Cousin, he..."
Old Mrs. Qin looked at her and touched her head, "Your cousin's first daughter-in-law died in childbirth. She has been alone for so many years."
Gu Qingyuan somewhat understood what Mrs. Qin meant.
The cousin is very good, but she can no longer be emotional towards others.
She didn't want to lie to her grandmother, so since it was impossible, she had to simply refuse.
"Grandma, my cousin is a very good person. He is a famous young talent in Shandong. Many young women who have not yet left the court admire him."
"He is considerate and gentle, and is an excellent candidate for a husband. I believe that as long as he lets it out, many women will want to marry him."
Mrs. Qin patted her hand and said with a smile,
"You have praised him so much, haven't you ever thought of asking him to be your husband?"