Pei Yanzhou's eyelids were a little tired, and he saw her chin that had become thinner. Although she was worried, she never spoke.
It was Song Jinyin who reacted, released her hand on his arm, frowned slightly and asked about his injury.
Speaking of which, she hadn't slept well these past two days. After all, she was still thinking about his injuries and the people who died at his hands.
"Can't die."
Seeing that she seemed to be trying to break free, Pei Yanzhou let go of her hand and sneered, "I heard that you have been awakened all the time in the past two days. Are you afraid because you have heard too much about that night?"
Song Jinyin knew from the beginning that Biyu would tell Pei Yanzhou about her, but after getting along with her, she also knew that Biyu was somewhat sincere towards her. Now that she heard Pei Yanzhou's inquiry, she naturally didn't care.
But the man's tone was not very good, so Song Jinyin just nodded.
Seeing that she didn't speak, the smile on her face when she turned around instantly disappeared, and there was a hint of dryness between Pei Yanzhou's brows.
"If you don't speak, are you afraid of me or because you think I have too much blood?"
The man's eyes grew colder, "Song Jinyin, if you are worried about something like that, you'd better figure it out earlier. I am that kind of person, and those who die by my sword are not just the ones you know. It's better to figure it out earlier." Adapt, after all, you will always stay by my side."
Perhaps it was the last words that made Song Jinyin wake up. She relaxed her brows and turned her mind away from his wounds. She turned around to hold on to the bed frame and curled her lips.
Although she would leave, she would never use a word of disapproval towards Pei Yanzhou.
She knew that his thoughts were all about the court and the country, and she also knew that although his hands were stained with a lot of blood, he also saved countless people at the same time.
He was only cruel to her, and he only wanted to drag her into the abyss that trapped him.
"I've only seen dead people a few times, so naturally I'm a little scared. It's just that when the prince comes to visit me in two days, I'm dizzy because I'm worried about the prince's injuries."
After she finished speaking, his deep gaze fell on her face, seemingly sizing her up.
Song Jinyin met his gaze with a smile on her face, not hiding from him, she was well-behaved and sincere.
"If the prince doesn't believe it, why don't you take a look at what I've been embroidering in the past two days? Because I'm worried about the prince, I can't even embroider the cloud patterns on the veil."
Pei Yanzhou really didn't believe it, but he still felt a slight warmth in his heart.
In the early days, he and she always spent time in stalemates and confrontations. Even when he saw her receiving punishment, the depression could never come out.
But these days, he seems to have seen Song Jinyin softening a little bit, becoming less stubborn, and not looking at everything so indifferently.
Not wanting to break the peace, Pei Yanzhou's eyebrows were cold and relaxed, he carried the person back to the bed, and his voice was lowered a little.
"In that case, what about the middle coat? Why not go ahead and do it? The middle coat does not need to be embroidered with cloud patterns."
Maybe Pei Yanzhou didn't expect that Pei Yanzhou would still remember the middle coat that she had put away. Song Jinyin opened her lips slightly and blinked hard.
Those things, from the moment she let them go, she would never pick them up again.
After a long while, she spoke softly: "My eyes hurt, so I probably won't be able to make those delicate objects."
The smile did not diminish, but there was a hint of loneliness in her tone. However, before Pei Yanzhou could notice it, the injury on her neck attracted his attention.
Although it is recovering, the color has become darker, and there are still some unresolved red traces, half hidden in the skirt of clothes, which makes Pei Yanzhou's eyes darker.
He got closer, and the light fragrance of Song Jinyin was on the tip of his nose. It smelled indescribably soothing and pleasant.
But as soon as the heat spread on her neck, Song Jinyin pushed it anxiously.
This is not something that should be done in broad daylight.
"Your Majesty..."
As soon as the voice of dissuasion started, the kiss fell. The closeness that had not been seen for a long time was ignited, and the man who originally wanted to try it lightly suddenly increased his intensity.
The breath gradually became heavier. Pei Yanzhou lay on the bed, hugged her back to him, put one hand around her slim waist, and the other rested on the back of her neck to prevent her from leaving.
All the objections were suppressed by Pei Yanzhou. Even though he knew he couldn't reach that step yet, he still didn't stop.
It wasn't until the announcement sounded outside that the scorching heat gradually stopped.
"The third girl is here."
Song Jinyin's breath was still a little unstable, and she glared at him with anger, but her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the crimson color at the end of her eyes was cute and charming. It really didn't have any effect, but made Pei Yanzhou His lust deepened a little more.
"Let her wait first."
The man's voice was low and hoarse, his breath fell on Song Jinyin's earlobe, and his hand around her never let go.
Once the thoughts that he had suppressed for several days were brought up, it was extremely difficult to calm down. He turned around and put her back on the bed, buried his head in her neck, feeling the warmth. After a long time, he opened his closed eyes, It gradually became clear inside.
"The third room is going to hold a banquet. After the palace banquet, if you are willing to help, please nod. If you are not willing, just refuse."
"Slave, are you going to take care of the third bedroom?"
Song Jinyin was a little surprised. This kind of thing should never be her turn.
"Well, although Third Uncle has no official position, there will still be many people coming to the banquet in the Third Room. You are a person from my courtyard in the past. If you are there, the visitors will naturally think more about it."
"What does the Crown Prince mean...the third master wants to take refuge with the Crown Prince?"
Before she finished speaking, Song Jinyin raised her hand to cover her mouth, blinked her eyes, and there was anxiety in her eyes.
This was not something she could say casually, but fortunately Pei Yanzhou didn't pay attention. Instead, he took her hand away with interest and pinched her nose.
Smart and playful, this is what Song Jinyin should look like.
"Be good, and I'll be able to pick a yard for you by this time next year."
Pei Yanzhou removed his fingertips from her face, lowered his head and kissed her lips again, and then stood up.
But somewhere he didn't see, Song Jinyin's emotions dissipated and her eyes darkened little by little.
This is a promise in his eyes.
Choosing a yard is to formally raise her status.
Pei Yanzhou would not be like other people and let a concubine exist in his backyard before the wedding. He needed to give the concubine the face to marry her openly and gain the reputation of being his only favorite.
So the time he mentioned next year would be after his wedding.
...
When Pei Musheng came in, he happened to meet Pei Yanzhou face to face.
She called out to brother, lowering her head and not daring to look further. Only after he nodded and left, did she raise her eyes to take a look at the back.
Speaking of which, among the young masters of the Pei family, her eldest brother is the most handsome.
Although she has a bad temper, her face is indeed easy to miss. If her brother Pei Qingyan also has such an appearance, he will not have to worry about getting a wife when he focuses on business in the future.
After thinking about it casually, when she stepped into the room, she saw Song Jinyin dressed neatly and standing holding on to the bed frame, as if waiting for her.
"Don't salute!"
Pei Musheng subconsciously spoke to her, and stretched out his hand to wave in the air.
"I'm not here to make enemies. Your body is not healed yet, so don't make it worse because of me."
Song Jinyin couldn't help but laugh when she saw her eyes widening as she quickly approached, and she suddenly became extremely cautious.
It was probably because of Pei Yanzhou's closeness just now that her face was still pink, like a delicate peach blossom face. When her eyebrows were curved like this, she looked sweeter and dazzling than the fruits in autumn.
Pei Musheng's steps stopped immediately.
She likes all beautiful things, and that's why she loves buying jewelry.
But at this moment, the person in front of her smiled at her, like a gorgeous flower. Her heart beat so fast that she even smiled unconsciously.
At this moment, she seemed to understand more about her elder brother's thoughts of becoming a beauty in anger.
If she had such a dazzling man, she would naturally want to lock him in the backyard so that no one else could see him.
"Three girls."
Song Jinyin interrupted her thoughts. Her gentle smile showed no trace of surprise that she had just seen in front of Pei Yanzhou.
