When everything is over, it is already midnight.

Pei Wenxuan pressed on her, Li Rong was too tired to open his eyes, Pei Wenxuan relaxed for a while, lowered and kissed her forehead, and said softly: "You go to sleep."

Li Rong responded with a nasal sound, and Pei Wenxuan put on her clothes, took a blanket, and covered her.

Then he walked to the bow of the boat and used a basin to pour some water. The water boiled in a small stove that used to cook wine was mixed into the basin. After adjusting to a suitable temperature, he re-cooked the basin and adjusted it. The water returned to the cabin, rubbed the veil and wiped Li Rong's face and other areas where he sweated a lot.

Li Rong didn't open her eyes, she felt her body gradually refreshed.

Her throat became a little dumb, so she didn't want to speak. Pei Wenxuan was full of wine and food. Although she didn't say anything, she was very happy in her heart.

The second basin of water cooled down after it boiled. He took it for her to scrub. Li Rong wanted to refuse. She felt that Pei Wenxuan raised her hand and put her hand gently on her shoulder. After kissing comfortably, he said something in a low voice. : "No problem, you sleep well."

I couldn't sleep like this, and even more awake, Li Rong felt blushing badly, and didn't want to show weakness, so she raised her hand and covered her eyes with her sleeve, as if she was blocking the light.

After he was completely clean, Pei Wenxuan got out of the cabin by himself. He seemed to have cleaned his body with lake water, and he listened to the sound of water outside. After a while, he walked back, and he lay on her side and pulled her. It was a good quilt, and then he took the person in his arms and said gently: "Don't catch the cold."

As he said, he leaned his head on her shoulder and snuggled with her.

All the quilts were given to Li Rong, so he wore a single shirt. Fortunately, closing the doors and windows in the cabin made it very warm. Li Rong felt that he seemed to be asleep, and quietly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw him lying opposite her, watching her gently with a smile.

Li Rong's face instantly rose with heat, but she still pretended to be calm: "What do you think of me?"

"I just wanted to see how you fell asleep for a while. Whoever thought you would open your eyes and peek at me."

"Who is peeking at you?" Li Rong frowned, annoyed by the embarrassment of being caught by someone. "I can't sleep and open my eyes. It's also called peeking?"

"Okay," Pei Wenxuan pursed his lips and chuckled, "It's not a peek. Why can't Your Highness sleep, tell me?"

Li Rong couldn't say, how could she say that she was sober by him? It just happened that she felt something strange in her body. Her movements became stiff, and Pei Wenxuan knew what had happened. He restrained himself and did nothing. He just went forward, kissed her forehead gently, and made a low voice. The thread comforted her: "They will pick us up in a while, and you can wash it when you go back."

Li Rong heard the strangeness in his voice, knew that he understood everything, and couldn't get arrogant for a while, blushing and sullen his head and responded with a low voice. After a while, she couldn't help but whispered: "How to get in. Is it?"

"My fault." Pei Wenxuan confessed his mistake decisively. He heard her complain and felt happy in his heart. He felt that he had been put in the most suitable hot spring by Li Rong. At this moment, no matter what Li Rong said to him, he felt very good.

The two leaned quietly. In such a quiet occasion, Li Rong soon felt sleepy again. She put Pei Wenxuan's hand on her chest, and Pei Wenxuan raised her hand as if she was following a cat's back. Gently comforted her.

After a while, Li Rong fell asleep. I don't know how long it took. She vaguely heard a change in the sound of water next to her. It seemed that someone was approaching. Li Rong lightly raised her eyelids, and Pei Wenxuan noticed her movement. He pulled the quilt for her and said gently: "You go to bed first, I'll go and see."

With that, Pei Wenxuan got up, put on his coat and stood on the bow of the boat. He saw the person he arranged rowing to the side. The person was about to speak. Pei Wenxuan raised his hand on his lips and went to the cabin. He looked in the direction and whispered: "Madam is asleep, you can send it directly to the shore."

The man smiled and nodded, but did not dare to speak.

Pei Wenxuan returned to the cabin and closed the small door again. Li Rong heard him sit next to him and asked vaguely: "When is it?"

"Yin Shi."

Pei Wenxuan brushed away the hair on her face, her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing her: "You sleep this way, go back and take a shower, it's almost time to go up."

Li Rong replied in a low voice, and Pei Wenxuan thought for a while: "If you feel uncomfortable, I'll just go and file a leave with your Majesty."

Li Rong did not speak, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Pei Wenxuan looked at her, and he saw her frowning, as if she couldn't sleep well.

In fact, he knew that even if Li Rong didn't say it at the moment, she would be uneasy deep in her heart.

Feelings are his biggest weakness, and he puts this weakness in front of his opponent without hiding it, Li Rong is afraid.

However, she dared not say any more, she took care of his feelings, so she took all her worries to heart.

Pei Wenxuan raised his hand and touched her hair, thinking about what she was thinking about. After a long time, he sighed, leaned down, and kissed her forehead gently: "Don't think about it, sleep well, I can Listen to you."

Listening to Pei Wenxuan's words, Li Rong knew that it was his compromise. She slowly opened her eyes and raised her eyes to look at him, with misty eyes, as if she wanted to say something soothing.

But she wouldn't, and she was afraid that she would accidentally say something hurtful. After hesitating for a while, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Pei Wenxuan by the corner of his clothes.

"Go back and do it again?"

She whispered.

All the ways she could think of to please him were real.

Power, status, money, desire.

Hearing her words, Pei Wenxuan couldn't laugh or cry. He was speechless for a moment, and finally could only say: "Let's keep the account first, and pay it back slowly. But your mind," Pei Wenxuan covered her hair, softening his voice. "I know."

In fact, after confirming her mind and letting her understand her own thoughts, the so-called method does not matter.

After all, what makes Li Rong comfortable is the best.

If a relationship makes her tremble, and no matter how clean and hard she works, what's the use?

Pei Wenxuan sat beside Li Rong, watching Li Rong's appearance, watching her snuggle next to him like a cat, and slowly fell asleep under his comfort.

Li Rong slept all the way back to the princess's mansion, Pei Wenxuan covered her with clothes, from the carriage to the mansion, quietly hugged her back.

After returning to the Fuzhong, Li Rong stayed in bed for a while, then got up, took a shower, and then followed Pei Wenxuan to the court.

Pei Wenxuan's face was white and pure, but the scratches on his neck couldn't hide it. He wore an official robe and waited for Li Rong at the door. When Li Rong came out, he walked up to her coldly and said respectfully: "Your Highness."

Li Rong was stunned when he saw his uncomfortable expression. Then she realized that Pei Wenxuan was acting. She adjusted her expression hurriedly. She seemed to have a guilty conscience, and pulled him back in kind.

Pei Wenxuan looked still, and walked out with Li Rong. The two leaned together. From the perspective of others, Pei Wenxuan seemed very indifferent, while Li Rong was pleased.

But within the distance that only two people can hear, Pei Wenxuan's tone is very gentle: "Is there any discomfort?"

"It's not giving birth," Li Rong held him and leaned on his arm with a smile, "Where is it so delicate? And, Master Tuo Pei took care of it patiently," Li Rong said, with the palm of his hand covered by the sleeve. I used my little finger to draw aimlessly, softening his voice, "Compared to the previous life, it's better."

The most important thing about joy and love is the man’s patience.

For the first time in the previous life, Li Rong did not actually have the severe pain as in the legend. It was because of Pei Wenxuan's absolute self-sufficiency and patience.

But now Pei Wenxuan not only has patience, but also accumulated countless experiences for her, and he has restrained it properly. Even if he feels uncomfortable, it is negligible for Li Rong.

Hearing her praise, Pei Wenxuan's face was as cold as frost, but his tone was somewhat helpless: "Don't make trouble."

Li Rong lowered her head and chuckled, and stopped provoke him.

The two of them walked all the way to the palace and got out of the carriage. Li Rong wanted to pull Pei Wenxuan, but Pei Wenxuan shook her hand and walked directly in.

This scene was seen by many officials, Li Rong showed a bit of embarrassment and shame on her face, and she didn't want to stand still, and hurried forward.

For the court, the most important things in March were nothing more than two, the imperial examination and personnel transfer.

Compared with the latter, the weight of the imperial examination is almost negligible. The staff explained the status of student registration this year, and then withdrew.

When the early dynasty ended, when Pei Wenxuan had just walked out of the hall, Li Ming sent someone over and said respectfully: "Master Pei, your Majesty asks you to go over."

Pei Wenxuan heard this, respectfully saluted, and followed the **** to the Imperial Study Room.

Li Rong glanced silently, then looked away, turned and stepped out of the hall.

As soon as she walked out of the hall, she saw Su Rongqing in front. He was with a few officials, holding the wat board in his hand, frowning and ordering something with those officials.

Su Rongqing is a gentleman in dealing with people, but he is actually above the business, but with tough methods and extremely harsh.

I didn't pay attention to it at the beginning, but now I observe it carefully, and I find that Su Rongqing now has a bit more improper evil prey between her eyebrows than the handsome young man in her memory.

Li Rong stood behind him and watched him. Su Rongqing was walking down the steps with other officials, but vaguely sensed Li Rong’s gaze, so he turned around and saw Li Rong standing in front of the hall, looking at him coldly. .

Su Rongqing didn't speak. The wind blew gently, causing his clothes to fly. He stared at Li Rong's gaze, as if the years were frozen, and walked through the palace gate coldly and long, and gently landed on Li Rong.

The stare at that moment seemed to be unconsciously distracted. The officials next to Su Rongqing stopped speaking with some doubts. He couldn't help but follow Su Rongqing's gaze and said carefully: "Su Shangshu?"

Su Rongqing heard the call, saluted Li Rong from a distance, then retracted his gaze, turned around and led the people around him down, as if nothing had happened, and continued: "The key to this case lies in..."

Li Rong watched him walking away. After a long time, she mocked and turned to leave.

And Pei Wenxuan led the **** into the imperial study room, and Li Ming was practicing calligraphy.

Pei Wenxuan came in and bowed respectfully. He was always gentle, but his face was a little colder.

Li Ming looked up at him without a trace, practicing his words: "What's the matter with your neck? Where did you catch it?"

Pei Wenxuan said with a cold face and restrained his emotions: "Your Majesty, joking with the princess, accidentally scratching."

Li Ming paused. In fact, he heard the news last night that Li Rong was going on a cruise and that he had found some good-looking sons to accompany him. Pei Wenxuan brought the sword to catch the traitor and robbed Li Rong.

After all, this was something that was inquired from a dark place, and he was not good to say it directly, and looking at Pei Wenxuan's face, it was not very pleasant last night.

Li Ming speculated about what happened last night, thinking about the possible intentions of Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan's actions.

After all, as soon as he got his mind, there was a quarrel here, which seemed a bit too deliberate. But after all, so many things happened last night, maybe the little couple really quarreled, but it's unknown.

He didn't move on his face, pretending that he didn't know anything, and slowly said: "Between husband and wife, we must tolerate each other. Pingle is my favorite daughter. Maybe she is a little arrogant, so you don't need to take it seriously."

"Yes." Pei Wenxuan knelt on the ground, straightened up, and answered very smoothly.

"I asked you to come over to discuss with you about the promotion of the assistant minister. Your position has been promoted too fast. If you are promoted to the past, I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince the public." Li Ming stroked the paper stroke by stroke, seeming casually. Do you think about it?"

When Pei Wenxuan heard this, his expression finally slowed down. He respectfully said: "Thank your Majesty for your concern. Although the officials are not well-qualified, but some of the elders in the staff, plus the contacts accumulated in Yushi Taichung, Your Majesty You can rest assured."

Li Ming observed Pei Wenxuan’s expression and saw that he was secretly delighted when he mentioned the official position. He kept quiet and continued: "But you are a Pingle consort. Nowadays, Pingle has offended many people in the court, and many of the officials are grateful. People at home, if you move there, you are afraid that you will have bitter fruit. Otherwise," Li Ming seemed to be concerned, "I transferred you to the Ministry of Rites to avoid being blamed, how about?"

When Pei Wenxuan heard this, his face was pale.

The official department and the ritual department, even if they are the same servants, are completely different. One Shimizu Civilian, but one is actually in charge of the promotion of officials.

Pei Wenxuan seemed to be trying to restrain his emotions. Li Ming took the tea from Fulai and said slowly: "You have a deep relationship with Pingle, and her supervisory department also needs help. I also thought about it. Why don't you go to the Ministry of Rites? , Help her more time, what do you think?"

Hearing Li Ming's words, Pei Wenxuan's expression was extremely ugly, but he still endured it and said respectfully: "Weichen thanked your majesty for grace."

"All right," Li Ming waved his hand, "Go down."

"Weichen retired."

As Pei Wenxuan said, he got up. Li Ming looked at the tea in the tea soup and fiddled with the tea bowl leisurely. Pei Wenxuan walked out stiffly. After walking a few steps, Pei Wenxuan stopped, seemingly hesitated for a long time. , Suddenly turned around, "Kang" knelt on the ground, and said a little excitedly: "Your Majesty, the minister, please be the master for the minister!"

Li Ming shook his hand and the tea soup was spilled. He raised his eyes to Pei Wenxuan, frowned and said, "Who are you going to do?"

"Your Majesty," Pei Wenxuan's tone was full of indignation, and his expression was very calm when he couldn't see it. He gritted his teeth and restrained his emotions. "The minister wants to reconcile with His Highness Pingle, and I hope your majesty will be kind. quasi!"

Since Li Ming wanted him to step back, he took a big step back.

Li Ming didn't panic, so he forced him to panic.