"friend?"

Hearing Li Rong's words, Pei Wenxuan repeated it seemingly incredible.

Then he asked again: "Is there a friend like you and me?"

Li Rong didn't expect him to ask directly. Feeling embarrassed for a while, she stood up and waved her hand and said, "Forget it, I just talk about it, don't take it to heart. You go back and rest first. There are no folds but no approval. I will go back later."

With that said, Li Rong sat in front of the case, Pei Wenxuan turned his back to her, still maintaining the original posture, he did not speak, and seemed to be trying to restrain his emotions. Li Rong also forced himself not to think too much, and opened the book. Come, set your gaze on the words on the paper, annoyed by your impulse.

Many things are things that you don't tell me and you're done, why does she have to talk about it?

Li Rong looked down at Zhezi, not daring to look around. After a long time, she heard Pei Wenxuan stand up, and Pei Wenxuan turned her back to her. After a while, he suddenly said: "Your Highness, we won't be friend."

Li Rong raised his eyes to look at Pei Wenxuan, and saw Pei Wenxuan turning around, looking at Li Rong, and calmly said: "His Royal Highness asks for something, I also ask for it. Your Highness wants the minister to be considerate and caring, and the minister can give it. However, what the Weichen wants is not the word'friend' as his Highness said."

With that, Pei Wenxuanti walked to Li Rong. Li Rong looked up at the young man who stood in front of her and couldn’t see the joys and sorrows. He was dressed in a plain shirt that he wore at home, and his hair was draped halfway behind him with a hosta. She was thin, with wide shoulders and long neck, and her usual gentle eyebrows lost a smile, and she looked a little bit more immortal.

They looked at each other for a moment, and watched Pei Wenxuan stretch out his hand, without hesitation, simply and neatly, he flipped open the folder on Li Rong's desk again!

The Zhezi scattered all over the place, Li Rong looked at Pei Wenxuan in shock, and Pei Wenxuan was expressionless: "Weichen will not pick the Zhezi for a friend. Your Highness will pick it up by himself."

After speaking, Pei Wenxuan turned around and walked away gracefully and calmly. When he left the door, Li Rong hadn't slowed down. Jinglan entered the room and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the slave and maid just heard about the room... what happened? ?!"

Jinglan looked at the zhezi scattered all over the floor, and she was a little shocked: "This... is this done by the husband?"

With that said, Jinglan hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to check Li Rong and said: "His Royal Highness, the horse can do it to you, are you okay?"

"No," Li Rong listened to Jinglan's inquiry, and finally came to a sense of relief. She looked at the Zhezi on the ground, and then realized what Pei Wenxuan had done. She frowned, "You said, am I to him? Great?"

Jinglan froze, and Li Rong suddenly became angry, and said more and more anger: "You send the order, let the consort to copy the rules of the palace before marriage, and you must bow to me in the future!"

"His Royal Highness..." Jing Lan hesitated, "Is this too emotionally hurt?"

"Emotions? What feelings do I have with him?! Let him copy!"

Li Rong said, pointing to the zhezi on the ground: "Pick up the zhezi."

Jinglan knelt on the side to collect the papers, and persuaded: "His Royal Highness, the consort is already busy, and it's not too early. You want him to copy the palace rules. I don't know when it will be after the copy."

"copy!"

Li Rong gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't set a rule for him, he is absolutely lawless!"

Seeing that Jinglan couldn't help but hesitated for a moment, she could only say: "Your Highness doesn't feel bad about it."

"I feel bad?" Li Rong sneered, "It's a joke!"

Jinglan glanced at her helplessly, put away the folder, and respectfully said: "The slave and maid will go and spread the word."

With that said, Jinglan retired, and she asked Jingmei to prepare a bowl of tranquilizing soup for Li Rong, and went to Pei Wenxuan's study.

She asked Tong Ye to inform her that she had come. After entering the door, she only bowed, and listened to Pei Wenxuan's comments on Zhezi: "Let's go, how do you punish the principal?"

Jinglan was a little embarrassed for a while, but she could only truthfully say: "His Royal Highness asks the consort to copy the rules of the palace to the consort before they get married, and then bow to the temple according to the rules."

"Anything else?"

Pei Wenxuan asked calmly, Jinglan hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "The servant horse, the servant girl said something shouldn't be said. The princess is only angry now. If the servant horse really copied it, I am afraid that the princess will only be more angry, and the servant horse is not as good as now. Go back and say a few good words to your highness, your highness is soft-hearted..."

"Get out."

Pei Wenxuan said indifferently: "The princess has taught me that I should copy it."

"There are still so many things to do..." Jinglan wanted to save it, and then she heard Pei Wen preach, "It's okay."

With that, Pei Wenxuan took the palace rules from the side, opened the one specially written for the husband, and took a piece of paper and spread it next to him, took a pen with his left hand, wrote the papers with his right hand, and copied the rules with his left hand.

Jinglan was stunned for a while, and listened to Pei Wen preaching: "Go on."

Jinglan: "..."

Seeing Pei Wenxuan copying the book and criticizing it, Jinglan couldn't persuade him to continue, so she could only return.

After returning home, Li Rong was sipping the tranquilizer soup while giving notes. When Jinglan came back, she didn't look up and said, "Have you ordered the consort to copy the palace rules?"

Jinglan was embarrassed: "I have ordered it."

"Does he know wrong?"

"As I said, he really should copy the palace rules more and fully understand the pains of your Highness."

Li Rong's movements paused. She raised her eyes to Jinglan, who was telling nonsense. After hesitating for a moment, she frowned and said, "Is he idle?"

Now that he just came back, he was afraid that he was too busy to copy palace rules. He would either not do it, or come over and have another quarrel with her, so he copied it?

Jinglan was a little bit dumbfounded, and only said, "Mr. Ma writes with his left hand, and writes with his right hand, without any delay."

Li Rong: "..."

She actually admired Pei Wenxuan a bit.

Li Rong thought for a while, since she didn't delay business, she ignored Pei Wenxuan and bowed her head to do her own business.

The two were busy until midnight, and Li Rong finally got up and went back after finishing the last thing in his hand.

She was a little confused. She had forgotten about the quarrel with Pei Wenxuan just now. She yawned and returned to the room. As soon as she pushed the door in, she saw that Pei Wenxuan was wearing a single shirt and was cleanly washed at the door. Kneeling straight and upright, as soon as Li Rong came in, he raised his hand on his forehead, and bowed his head and said in a big ceremony: "Weichen welcomes your highness."

Li Rong was taken aback by him, and then she remembered that this is indeed the gift that the prince should pay to the princess under official circumstances.

It's just that since they got married, she has always been upset about Pei Wenxuan, and today suddenly asked Pei Wenxuan to act in accordance with etiquette, which shocked herself.

Fortunately, she reacted very quickly, and after a light cough, she entered the door and said, "Get up."

After Pei Wenxuan knelt and thanked him, he saluted and got up, and then stayed by Li Rong's side.

Li Rong was washing and looking for words, a little embarrassed: "Is the palace rules copied?"

"Princess, I'm done copying."

"I heard that you can write with your left hand," Li Rong laughed, trying to ease the atmosphere, "I didn't know before."

Pei Wenxuan returned with a blank expression: "His Royal Highness has not punished me to copy palace rules before."

Li Rong: "..."

Two times without getting down the steps, Li Rong was also angry, she stopped talking at all, and after washing her face, she went straight to bed.

The windows have been paved and warmed up, with a bit of warmth, and I don't know if they were ironed with a stove or warm.

Li Rong didn't bother to take care of these, closed her eyes and went to bed by herself. When Li Rong lay down, Pei Wenxuan turned off the light, went to the outside of the bed, covered it with a quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Li Rong closed her eyes and slept for a while, and she couldn't sleep, but when she asked her to speak, she was angry again.

She didn't say anything wrong. He was the one who said to be friends at the beginning, but now he is the one who has the wrong heart. She has given him enough steps, and he wants to take Joe with her. Is it because she is a bully?

Why did she not know his little Jiujiu, she had nothing to do for so long, and suddenly she was about to attack her, but she was agitated by Su Rongqing's affairs, afraid that she would lose her position.

He has feelings and more interest entanglements, so he is naturally willing.

But she is not happy, what is wrong?

The more Li Rong thought about it, the more annoyed she was. She wanted to say a few words, but she tolerated it again.

At this moment, the person behind him seemed to be inadvertently after falling asleep, suddenly put his hand over, pulled the person into his arms, and let Li Rong lean against his chest.

He didn't say anything, so he held Li Rong quietly.

Li Rong didn't know what was going on, relying on this person, suddenly a little bit of sourness and grievance grew.

"Bae..."

"Sleep, don't be friends, don't always think about finding words to chat with me."

Pei Wenxuan closed his eyes and threw out three words decisively, making Li Rong's mind go drowsy with anger. She stretched out her hand to push Pei Wenxuan, and Pei Wenxuan simply used both hands together, his eyes were not open, and he squeezed the person in his arms.

Li Rong struggled with both hands and feet for a while. Although this man is a scholar, he has great strength. After Li Rong struggled for a long time, there was no movement. He heard Pei Wenxuan say leisurely: "There is a spare sword inside, or you can pull it out and stabbed to death. I, either just sleep well."

Li Rong was originally tired and planned to rest. Hearing his words, Li Rong immediately turned black again.

She found that Pei Wenxuan really had the ability to irritate her with a single sentence every time she planned to truce, but she was really tired, thinking of tomorrow morning, she just said: "Okay, you have the ability, you wait."

Pei Wenxuan did not speak, Li Rong was entangled in his vines, and after a while, Li Rong fell asleep.

Pei Wenxuan raised his mouth in the dark night, buried his head on her shoulder, and chuckled lightly.

The two slept until dawn. Li Rong was still awakened when Pei Wenxuan helped her to dress. She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw Pei Wenxuan sitting by the bed helping her dress. She was at a loss for a moment, and then immediately remembered last night. When what happened, he shouted: "Bold, don't bow to me!"

She kept tossing with Pei Wenxuan, and according to the rules, Pei Wenxuan had to kneel by the bed in the morning and salute her to wake her up.

Hearing her words, Pei Wenxuan said indifferently: "I've just done it. Your Royal Highness is asleep. If it's not enough, we will do it again."

"I didn't pay any respect if I didn't see it."

Li Rong immediately replied. Pei Wenxuan raised his eyes to look at her. His expression was not happy or angry, but there was a slight smile in his eyes.

He nodded: "Yes."

When he said that, he left his hand and got up. Li Rong was half-dressed, and suddenly she felt a little cold. She wrapped the quilt tightly, and sat cross-legged on the bed, watching Pei Wenxuan bow her head in salute.

It is extremely happy to see Pei Wenxuan unhappy when he is angry. Li Rong sees Pei Wenxuan saluting, and her mood is immediately good. Pei Wenxuan straightens up when she hears that she is quite happy and says "exempt the ceremony". I saw Li Rong sitting on the bed with a mess of hair wrapped in a quilt, quite contented.

This look like Li Rong is rare, Pei Wenxuan couldn't help laughing, and couldn't be angry with her for a while. Li Rong heard him laugh, turned her head, raised her eyebrows and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"No, I just see that Your Highness is very cute."

As Pei Wenxuan said, he went back to the bed and dressed Li Rong.

Li Rong didn't dare to mention last night's affairs with him. He put on clothes while serving, and after washing, he walked out.

The cold of winter enveloped Huajing. As soon as Li Rong went out, the cold wind came on her face. Fortunately, Pei Wenxuan blocked her in advance and it was not so cold.

"Weichen protects his Royal Highness from the wind."

Pei Wenxuan walked ahead and explained respectfully to Li Rong. Li Rong nodded, and allowed Pei Wenxuan to walk in front of her.

Li Rong went out to the carriage, and saw Xun Chuan waiting beside him. Xun Chuan drove her into the carriage. Before Li Rong got into the carriage, she suddenly remembered something and turned her head and said, "Xun Chuan."

Xun Chuan turned his head in doubt, and saw Li Rong smile at her: "I thought about your question yesterday, and I have an answer."

"There is no innate justice in this world. Justice is something that people need to maintain. It is regrettable to suffer injustice, but it can change the current situation. Isn't that what you and I want to do?"

When Xun Chuan heard this, she looked up at Li Rong who was standing on the carriage, with a slight smile on her lips: "So, does your Highness want to change?"

"If I can be capable," Li Rong tilted her head slightly, her phoenix eyes were a little bit of publicity, and she chuckled, "Why not?"

"This world belongs to young people, and even more powerful ones. If Master Xun feels dissatisfied, he becomes the one who makes the rules, isn't it all right?"

"His Royal Highness is right." Xun Chuan laughed. She looked up at Li Rong, her eyes bright.

Li Rong rolled the curtain and got into the carriage, just as Pei Wenxuan was looking down at Zhezi. Li Rong sat next to him. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Well, last night, I still have to thank you."

"No," Pei Wenxuan raised his head and smiled slightly, "I said the wrong thing last night. If you can, it would be better for Your Highness to forget those words."

"I'm not so good to my friends. Your Royal Highness remembers my comfort. I feel that I have suffered."

Li Rong: "..."

She felt that her knowledge of Pei Wenxuan was still a little shallow.

He is not only small-minded, but his stomach and intestines are not big.

At that time, the court rumored King Pei Yan with a small belly chicken sausage, and it really deserves its reputation.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Jinglan: "His Royal Highness, the decree of the palace rules has been passed on to the consort."

Li Rong: "Did Maken admit his mistake?"

Jinglan: "No, Ma Ma has unlocked the skills of two handwriting, and said he can copy ten more copies"