There was nothing strange about Song Jinyin when she stood up, but Pei Yanzhou saw that the end of her eyes turned crimson, which was similar to the light of fire.
Her care was hidden in her stubbornness.
Song Jinyin has never forgotten it, and maybe she has always hated what he said that day.
Pei Yanzhou raised his head and drank the sobering soup. Under the influence of alcohol, the man's body tightened. He grabbed the person who was about to leave and put the bowl. He didn't say anything, but just held the person tightly.
"Prince?"
Asking softly and shaking her wrist, Song Jinyin stood and cast her downcast eyes on him for the first time.
Under the candlelight, the drunken man seemed a little lonely, with struggle and confusion in his deep and cold black eyes.
But he is obviously such a powerful person, cold-blooded and ruthless, so why should he be reluctant to let go?
"Your Majesty, I have to go put some things away."
Pei Yanzhou pursed his lips and remained silent. After a long time, he stood up, lifted the person upright, and let the bowl fall to the ground with a crisp sound.
The exclamation was covered by the kiss, and there was an eagerness under the gentle kiss, but the man had not completely lost his mind.
"You can go to the small kitchen whenever you want. Don't hurt yourself. If there is anything missing, you can always ask someone to buy it."
"The slave may accompany you occasionally?"
Her little hands tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, and her eyes were filled with panic that was too late to retreat. Pei Yanzhou felt his heart soften instantly as he watched her force herself to calm down.
"Occasionally it's possible, but you have to bring Jasper with you."
"I know this, thank you so much, Your Majesty."
Thanks to his words, Song Jinyin seemed to have achieved perfection today.
Seeing his deep eyes, he leaned down and pressed her lips again. Song Jinyin panicked for a moment, turned her head away, and let the kiss fall on the side of her neck.
"Your Majesty, I can't do it these days..."
"Why?"
The man's breath was a little heavy, but he still stopped because of her words. His black eyes looked at the person under him quietly, with hot eyes, "I remember that you are not like this these days."
"My slave has been feeling a little sleepy these past few days."
Song Jinyin never expected that Pei Yanzhou would remember her Guishui, so she had no choice but to change her words and pointed to her head, "I'm very dizzy. I'm afraid it will ruin the prince's happiness."
Pei Yanzhou calmed down for a moment, remembering her cold hands when he entered the room, and finally stopped. He only kissed the corners of her lips, lay back on one side, and raised his hand to turn off the light.
Song Jinyin's hand was still held by him, and the original chill was completely dispelled, and her whole body became warm.
The room without candlelight was gradually covered by the moonlight. The moonlight was light and soft, like a mysterious veil.
Song Jinyin didn't try to take her hand away. She just blinked in the darkness and looked at the man next to her who was sleeping with his eyes closed.
She couldn't understand how such a person could exist.
While saying things that could destroy her, and sometimes doing things to abandon her, he could occasionally show tenderness, as if he cared about her very much.
But it was obvious that those injuries were caused by him.
Every time she couldn't help but be tempted, Pei Yanzhou's knife always landed on her heart accurately.
"Do you feel bad? I'll ask someone to call the doctor."
The person who had her eyes closed turned over and hugged her, interrupting her thoughts.
Song Jinyin reacted and laughed at her own stupidity in her heart.
He could treat everyone in the backyard with such tenderness in the future, but he only used that kind of hatred and abandonment on her.
"It's not uncomfortable, I'm going to sleep now."
...
When she woke up, there was still no trace of Pei Yanzhou, and only his scent enveloped Song Jinyin.
She stayed in the quilt for a while longer. Without Pei Yanzhou beside her, the coolness did come faster.
But it didn't affect her decision.
After having some free time in Wenyue Tower, she ran to the small kitchen again. The cooks seemed to have received Butler Wang's advice. When they saw her, they were a little more enthusiastic than before.
Especially Chef Li, when he saw Song Jinyin coming over, he greeted her as if he were at home, just wanting to show that he was different from others.
Song Jinyin was naturally willing to cooperate.
"Miss Jinyin, don't stand facing the wind, pay attention to the fireworks."
"It's okay, Uncle Li. I just want to take a look at the fungus."
There were some dried mushrooms soaked in the basin, which looked inconspicuous. Next to it were the fish that had just been delivered and had not yet been put into the tank, as if they were being saved for making fish dumplings. There were also fresh venison and mutton hanging diagonally above. .
Seeing the bright red stripe, Song Jinyin endured the turbulence in her stomach and forced herself to smile.
"I just got the prince's nod yesterday, and I'm willing to follow the buyer out to see what I have to offer. Uncle Li must remember me these days."
"Don't worry, Miss Jinyin, Butler Wang has already made an explanation, and he also said that when the girl comes, this seat will be available for her!"
The people nearby looked at the familiarity between Chef Li and Song Jinyin and smiled dryly.
Speaking of bullying, these few of them were the ones who had shown their faces to this little girl, but now they let Chef Li take advantage of her.
Although this little girl is still just a maid and no longer works in the front line, judging from the fact that the prince stayed in her room when he returned home, this girl must still have the ability to blow the pillow.
Several people felt regretful in their hearts. They only regretted that they had looked away several times in a row and failed to seize the opportunity like the thoughtful Chef Li.
Song Jinyin could see the different looks on several people's faces, but she was too lazy to delve into those thoughts. After asking about the date of her trip to Mu'an County, she chatted for a few words casually, and then withdrew.
Even though she still felt uncomfortable in her stomach, Song Jinyin felt a little lighter when she thought of her determination.
There is still heaviness, but compared to that, surviving is more important.
When she went back to the house to get her sewing basket, Song Jinyin finally saw Cuiyu again. The little girl was holding an oil paper bag in her hand, and she paused outside the house, as if she was hesitant.
"Why are you here at this time? Come in quickly."
Song Jinyin pulled her into the room, but saw that she was reluctant to sit down. She only put the things in her hands on the side of the table, and then pinched the corner of her clothes: "Sister Jinyin, this is what my roommate maid brought back. The Hu cakes are so delicious. My sister doesn’t go out of the house very often, so I thought of sending some to her.”
"It smells so good."
Song Jinyin answered quickly. When she thought about never seeing Cuiyu again after leaving, the smile on her lips inevitably became a little heavier.
I was just lost for a moment.
At the moment, Cuiyu had some grudges in her heart. Although it was not because of her, thinking about it, she must have tortured this little girl for quite some time.
After sitting down with the person, Song Jinyin opened the oil paper bag. The pancake inside was still a little warm. She took out a piece and handed it over. She also broke off a piece and put it in her mouth.
"Yesterday you called Butler Wang over for me, but before I had time to thank you, I ate your bread again today."
The pancakes were crispy and fragrant. Song Jinyin thought she wouldn't be able to eat them, but instead, she felt hungry.
"I just listened to what my sister said, so I tried to ask Butler Wang. I didn't know that it would really help my sister."
"Yesterday, the eldest lady didn't want Butler Wang to be here, and I didn't want to be there either. Your actions just helped me."
Song Jinyin didn't hide anything and smiled at Cuiyu.
When Pei Wenshu called her out yesterday, she thought that she couldn't let this big girl cause trouble for her in vain. She had to give her money and rest.
But if Butler Wang is here, not only will Pei Wenshu not be able to tell the truth, but she will be asked out soon. The most she can do is listen to a few words without pain, which is really a waste.
But she didn't expect to bump into Pei Yanzhou who was returning home.
But now, although Pei Wenshu was once again known as someone who didn't understand the rules in Zhuya Courtyard, these had nothing to do with her. She just wanted to leave the Duke's Mansion as soon as possible and leave this place of right and wrong.
"I remember that you will not be on duty for a few days. If you are free then, maybe you can take the time to come to my room?"
"As long as my sister calls me, I can come at any time. Does my sister have something to explain?"
"It's not an explanation, but something is almost ready, and I want you to take a look at it when the time comes."
Song Jinyin counted the days and figured out that she should be able to leave something for Cuiyu before leaving. However, Cuiyu had a simple heart and couldn't hide things, so she probably couldn't hand it over to her in person.
"You have stayed in this courtyard for a long time. In a few years, you can be considered an old man in Zhuya courtyard. If new people come in in the future, you have to show your momentum. Don't just keep your head down and work. Be honest. Being obedient will only make people manipulate you, but do you remember it clearly?"
"Sister, why...why are you suddenly telling me this?"
Cuiyu raised her head suddenly, a flash of panic flashed in her heart. She didn't dare to think about it, so she subconsciously reached out and grabbed Song Jinyin's sleeve.
"I just suddenly thought of it, so I told you. Also, if things like embroidery work are not in a hurry, you should do the work in the yard first. When you are older, Butler Wang will take care of it for you. Bring up the money."
"Sister, are you..."
"no."
Song Jinyin held her back, her eyes dropped, and she also interrupted her speculation.
