The winter rain seemed to have opened a hole, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier.
Pei Yanzhou stopped at the door of Song Jinyin's house, wet all over. He just put his raised hand against the door, but stopped because of the coolness of the rain.
The candlelight in the room was dim, and the person who came inside must not be able to see the needle and thread clearly, and could only prepare to fall asleep.
Butler Wang hurriedly caught up with him, and before he could apologize, he saw the prince going to the clean room, taking off his clothes and getting ready to take a bath.
"Master, those things in the palace..."
"Since she's not used to letting others take over, you should check it out yourself and hand it over to her when she gets better."
Butler Wang originally wanted Zhu Sheng to take the lead first. After all, he was the apprentice he brought out, so he was cautious and meticulous. But he didn't expect that before he finished speaking, he was directly named by the prince.
Thinking of the night that was about to be delayed by the inventory, Butler Wang bowed and frowned.
What kind of madness did he have to call Jin Yin girl, who has not yet recovered, to come over and work with him.
"Hey, I'll go right away, slave."
With an apologetic smile, Butler Wang turned around and the door to the clean room was closed.
The hot water emits white mist, blurring the man's strong shoulders and the dazzling scars on his back.
When he stepped into Song Jinyin's room again, it was completely dark inside.
The heat didn't rush towards me, and from the gap in the wooden window that was opened a crack, a whining sound came from the cold wind.
Pei Yanzhou turned around and closed the door. His eyes rested on the wooden sword that suddenly appeared on the door for a moment, then he took it off and threw it on the table.
The person on the bed was still the same as last night, with moist eyes and an uneasy sleep. However, after Pei Yanzhou got on the bed, he seemed to have found someone to rely on. He unconsciously reached out and hugged his arm, looking for the source of heat.
The man suddenly calmed down, and his original intention of having someone heat up the earth dragon disappeared, and he undressed and got on the bed.
When Song Jinyin woke up the next day, her whole body shrank into the arms of the man in front of her.
The man leaned sideways, put one hand under her head, and wrapped the other around her waist, encircling her in a domineering protective posture.
It was still dark outside. Song Jinyin opened her eyes and stared at Pei Yanzhou's bruised chin, and was stunned for a while.
The last time Pei Yanzhou acted so unconsciously and intimately after falling asleep was when he took a bath.
There was a long gap, and even though the two of them often slept on the same bed, she always reminded herself in her heart to guard her heart.
But today, I wonder if the weather had changed and it was too cold in the middle of the night, so she relied on instinct to go to the warm place, which was why she was in this situation.
Song Jinyin's heart suddenly beat so fast that she even had trouble breathing.
It's too embarrassing to get entangled like this.
But as soon as she moved her hands, the man reacted. He raised the hand that was supported by her and gently rubbed the back of her head.
"I cried for so long in my dream last night, don't your eyes hurt?"
Pei Yanzhou did not open his eyes. Due to sleepiness, his voice was low and hoarse, which directly touched the heart.
Song Jinyin didn't know how to speak for a moment and vaguely recalled the scene in her dream last night.
She thought she had become cruel enough to stop thinking about other people's affairs, but her mood in the dead of night could not deceive anyone.
In the end, she was dragged into the deep pool of cannibalism by Ye Wanqiu.
It's just that she thought she hid it well, but she didn't realize that Pei Yanzhou still caught the clue. She lowered her eyes, but Song Jinyin didn't struggle.
But she didn't dare to say more about what happened in the dream, for fear of failing again and revealing the weakness in her heart.
"Your Majesty, it seems that it's Yin time."
"Um."
The cold wind howled outside, obviously much stronger than yesterday's wind.
The man still didn't open his eyes, as if he was coveting the warmth of this moment.
"Do you know that the little maid is dead?"
"......yes."
"She has nothing to do with you. Even without you, she would definitely die."
Song Jinyin's fingertips felt tight, and the tip of her nose felt sour.
She knew it, she knew it all, but when she came back from her dream at midnight, a sharp voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
It seems to be saying, what if you kneel down?
"If that maid hadn't died, she might have entered the second room."
Pei Yanzhou's voice sounded again. Song Jinyin's eyes widened and she couldn't believe what she said, "But when she looked at it..."
"She looks young, but she is already old enough to get married this year. Pei Wenshu is just following the trend."
Pei Yanzhou opened his eyes. The black eyes under the long eyelashes were not yet cold, but had the depth and clarity of just waking up.
"You are the only one who would cry for two nights in a row over someone who has nothing to do with you."
Song Jinyin's lips were slightly open, and her lowered eyes were filled with loneliness.
Rather than saying that she was crying for an unrelated person, it would be better to say that she was crying for herself who was once helpless.
There was a faint sound coming from outside, like Butler Wang calling Pei Yanzhou to get up.
Hearing the movement, Pei Yanzhou did not respond, but took back the hand on her waist, found her chin, and raised her face.
It seemed like nothing could be seen in the darkness, but the two of them could see themselves clearly in each other's eyes.
"I'm so scared, what should I do in the future?"
"In the future, will my slave often see scenes like this?"
"Well, maybe...that's all, I won't listen if I'm afraid."
A soft sigh followed by a shallow kiss fell on Song Jinyin's lips, so gentle that people didn't dare to respond.
But in the next moment, even Pei Yanzhou himself showed disbelief.
He actually felt such uncontrollable distress, it was stronger than he imagined.
In the end the kiss didn't go deep.
Butler Wang's reminders became louder and louder, and Pei Yanzhou frowned impatiently. After he woke up, the clarity in his eyes faded, and turned into deep and sharp.
The official uniform made him look even more solemn. Song Jinyin buried half of her face in the mattress and secretly looked at his strong and strong body.
The one with the chill all over his body was Pei Yanzhou, and the young man just now was just the young man who was not yet awake.
The young man was flamboyant and wanton, running towards his ambition in the contradiction between indifference and passion, stepping on layers of bones, or not being afraid of becoming bones, and finally became a cold-hearted and high-ranking person at this moment.
When leaving, Pei Yanzhou stood there for a moment, then turned around and tightened the mattress for Song Jinyin.
Passing by the wooden table, he picked up the wooden sword on the table, ran his thumb across the word "Xuan" on the handle, twitched slightly at the corner of his lips, and threw the thing back to Cang Lin.
"Be smart and don't send everything into her room."
Kurin didn't react for a moment, staring at the wooden sword in his hand with an expressionless face. Finally, he finally remembered the inappropriateness in his heart last night.
After all, this belongs to my foreigner. If I give it to Miss Jin Yin like this, I'm afraid I'm not looking for death.
...
Five days passed by, and the banquet hosted by the third room was getting closer and closer.
There was no movement from the front until Pei Musheng took a new booklet and called Song Jinyin to prepare to go to Fuluyuan.
When the two women first saw Song Jinyin, the corners of their drooped lips curled up impatiently.
Even if they don't have a third wife, they still have a second wife supporting them. Although they won't walk sideways in the house, they don't have to make excuses in front of the third girl to please a stinky girl who crawls on the bed.
Especially since the second lady didn't like Song Jinyin, they were even less willing to take her seriously.
"Miss Jinyin is so laid-back."
A woman smiled and moved closer to Pei Musheng, "I have been running to the third girl's place all day long. For those who don't know, I thought she was the favored maid in our third room."
"If Jin Yin is willing to come and serve her in my courtyard, I would be happy to pamper her."
Pei Musheng took the words and glanced casually to the side.
"So the third girl is still kind-hearted!"
The mother-in-law smiled apologetically: "However, the maid who is favored in front of all the masters is still afraid of being impure and cannot be kept by her side... Oh, look at this slave girl's mouth! Of course, Miss Jin Yin Being so smart is an exception."
Song Jinyin looked at the old woman quietly with a smile on her lips.
Her words may sound harsh at first, nothing more, but a servant does not serve two masters.
If someone deliberately misinterprets it, she might be accused of betraying the Lord.
But if her temper was revealed like this, I'm afraid it wouldn't be her, Song Jinyin.
The two women were still singing together.
Seeing Song Jinyin standing quietly by the side without saying anything, she seemed to be getting more and more energetic, raising her chin triumphantly, wishing that she would suffer in the next moment.
It wasn't until they were detained that the two of them realized something was wrong.
"Three, Miss Three, what are you doing?"
