After being a widow, the empress dowager was favored by the powerful ministers

Chapter 19 Sheng Baoling, You Are Confused

Qiuyi looked at Sheng Baoling again, only to see that Sheng Baoling had already withdrawn his gaze.

She sighed slightly in her heart, but her face remained calm, and she asked tentatively, "Why did your empress walk with Mr. Pei tonight?"

Sheng Baoling didn't hide it, but said truthfully, "I met, probably because I saw that I was not safe by myself, so I went together."

Qiuyi breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the empress herself has not noticed the difference in how she treats Master Pei.

This is also a fortune in misfortune.

If this person is not Mr. Pei, even if the empress likes it, it is fine to have someone around to serve her. However, this person occupies a high position and assists the officials.

It's fine if the empress can just keep being confused like this.

But different from what Qiuyi thought, the moment he turned around, Sheng Baoling's thoughts were already confused.

She is not afraid of the cold, and sometimes, she also likes to be exposed to the snow.

The same peddler bought the umbrella at a high price, seeing Pei Ci's complexion and frail body, he felt pity for him, and then gave the umbrella to Pei Ci.

But the handwritten copy is, there is no need to give it.

This thing is a real personal thing, completely different from that Tang Pozi.

Today, I am afraid that I was not dizzy by the wind and snow.

Just now he told him that Qiuyi belonged to him, and when he said this, it was as if there was something between him and him, and he was afraid of being discovered by others.

Sheng Baoling, you are confused.

I don't know if Pei Ci misunderstood, I hope he didn't think too much, otherwise he would really be ashamed to face others.

Sheng Baoling's worries were completely gone in Pei Ci's place.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he coughed heavily a few times, a sweet smell rose from his throat, and the snow was instantly stained with bright flowers of blood.

The servant was startled, and shouted in a hurry, and someone hurried forward to help.

That night, Pei's mansion invited a doctor to the mansion, and the back kitchen smelled strongly of medicine.

Although it is already an old problem every year after winter, every time it recurs, it is shocking.

The snow gradually became bigger and fluttered.

In the room, several braziers were placed, and Pei Ci, who was lying on the bed and covered with a heavy quilt, gradually regained some blood color, not as sick as when he just came back.

In his hand, he held a white handcuff tightly. It looked like a girl's house, and the materials were expensive, like they were made in a palace.

Pei Wan frowned, and wanted to take that thing out of her brother's hand and examine it carefully.

But Pei Ci was holding on to the pistol tightly, as if clutching a life-saving straw, for fear that someone would snatch it away.

Pei Wan couldn't understand why her brother was so strange recently. Last time, Mrs. Tang from a girl's house came.

This time, I copied it back with a girl's hand.

That Mrs. Tang was regarded as a treasure by him, even his direct sister would not let him run into her.

She had an intuition that this handwritten copy must have come from the same person as Mrs. Tang, and my brother might be tempted.

The wind and snow outside the window kept on, the eldest daughter of the Pei family stayed in her brother's yard and stayed up all night.

And inside the palace, the ground dragon in the palace was burning warmly, and Sheng Baoling was covered in cold sweat and his lips were trembling in his sleep.

In the dream, Pei Ci's face was pale, lying on the bed, Sheng Baoling's hand holding the bowl was trembling, and he fed the medicine to Pei Ci's mouth spoon by spoon.

But no matter how many times she tried, Pei Ci, who was in a coma, kept his lips tightly closed, unable to feed any medicine.

Sheng Baoling's nose was sore, her throat felt as if it was choked by something, hot and helpless tears overflowed from her eyes, and fell drop by drop on Pei Ci's pale face.

"you drink"

"Pei Xuanjin, drink it!"

I don't know how many times I shouted, the medicine bowl in my hand gradually cooled down.

The people on the bed seemed to be dying.

Sheng Baoling's heart sank to the bottom, she held the medicine bowl close to her lips, took a mouthful of the bitter medicine, and leaned over to the man on the bed who looked like a banished fairy who didn't eat the fireworks of the world.

The lips were close together, with a cold chill, Sheng Baoling's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Pei Ci, who was in a coma, seemed to feel something, his eyelashes moved uneasily, and so did the hand hanging on the couch.

But Sheng Baoling didn't notice it at all. Seeing that Pei Ci finally drank the medicine, her joy was beyond words. She pulled her sleeves to wipe off the tears on her face, and then fed the medicine to Pei Ci bit by bit as she did just now. resignation.

While doing such an intimate act, Sheng Baoling didn't have any other charming thoughts in his heart. He kept his eyes on Pei Ci and only hoped for his safety.

Gradually, drowsiness hit her, her head was pillowed on the couch, she finally couldn't hold on, and fell asleep.

In her sleep, she vaguely felt that someone was caressing her long hair, and there was a touch of warmth on her forehead, and the touch disappeared in a flash.

Pei Ci, who had closed his eyes tightly on the bed, woke up at some point, and with the faint light outside, he saw clearly the person lying beside him in a deep sleep.

She was still tightly clutching her sleeves, as if she was afraid that someone would run away and disappear.

The delicate brows were furrowed tightly, no matter how he stroked them, they couldn't be stretched.

The scene in front of him had appeared countless times in his imagined dreams, but when he woke up from the dream, he felt a sense of loss.

Struggling in his heart, he lowered his eyes slowly, and kissed her forehead like a dragonfly splashing water. The kiss that passed by was as light as if it didn't exist at all.

Sheng Baoling groaned, and his eyelashes trembled uneasily.
"Pei Xuanjin"

"Pei Xuanjin"

"Pei!" Sheng Baoling opened his eyes suddenly, still shouting Pei Ci.

She was panting quickly, sweating profusely, her heart was beating irregularly, and she couldn't tell why she was so flustered.

The bitter taste and touch in the dream were so real that it made her palpitate.

The worry and heartache seemed to really pervade her heart at this moment. She bit her lip, pulled the quilt, covered her head, and fell down on the bed again, her ears burning red.

Why do you keep having this shameful and embarrassing dream again and again.

Could it be that she is really such a lustful person who covets Pei Ci?
At this moment, Sheng Baoling felt embarrassed for himself. If Pei Ci, who respected him so much, knew that he always had this kind of dream about being sorry for him at night, he might hit a wall on the spot.

The palace is very busy today, and the Hall of Compassion and Ning needs to accept two more palace servants who will serve the Empress Dowager to review the memorials.

Need to know a few words.

Jian Jia stood beside Sheng Baoling, looking at the few young eunuchs standing in a row below, his appearance was so delicate.

She was suspicious in her heart, just now there was someone who could read, she thought it was great, but Qiu Yi didn't take a look at it, instead stared at these people who looked too ostentatious and led them directly into the hall, Choose for the empress.

Jian Jia had doubts in her heart, but she couldn't figure it out.

Qiu Yi, who was picking someone aside, had been observing the changes in Sheng Baoling's expression.

She even picked someone who looked a bit like Mr. Pei, and right now, he was standing in the middle.

Sheng Baoling's eyes fell on the row of people standing below, and she looked from left to right. When her eyes fell on the face that almost resembled Pei Ci, her red lips were tightly pursed and her brows were furrowed.

(End of this chapter)