A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Seeing Xiao Zhizhi pushing him, Pei Jingning couldn't help but laugh, "Last night, one against ten, you became famous again, did you know?"

Yeats escaped from the arms of Lord Shaoqing, "Whoever allowed them to hinder the handling of the case in Dali Temple, if they were ordinary people, they would have been dragged into prison by Captain Teng and locked up for three days and three nights."

The smile on his face never disappeared, "Both princes have lodged complaints with the Queen Mother."

"Hey, these two guys have the guts to complain to the Holy Lord. They were beaten, and they are still crying to find grandpa... and grandma. What kind of skills are they?"

"Haha..." Pei Jingning couldn't help it and laughed, "Okay, Mr. Ye..."

"I..." Before Yeats could say anything, Bai Lang's urgent voice came from the door, "Master, Master Fan is here..." This was to remind his father!
Dali Temple Minister, Shaoqing's immediate superior.

Pei Jingning stood up and straightened his robe. Yeats quickly returned his chair and followed Master Shaoqing like a little follower.

Master Fan walked in and asked with a smile, "Zi Qian hasn't been sent to duty yet?"

"Your Excellency, didn't you also pay attention?" Pei Jingning bowed and asked him to sit in the reception area.

Mr. Fan walked towards the chair in the reception area and looked at Yeats with a smile, "Mr. Ye..."

"I have seen you, sir." Yeats quickly stepped forward and saluted.

Master Fan sat down with a smile.

Bai Lang quickly served a cup of good tea.

Yeats stood in front of the biggest boss in Dali Temple. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. He thought to himself, if she had known he was coming, she would have gone to Mr. Shaoqing tomorrow.

Master Fan took a sip of tea and slowly raised his head, "I heard that you are good at fighting?"

Yeats understood that Lord Fan was here for her.

"With bare hands, I can still deal with a few Xiaoxiao."

"Small night?"

He called the second son Xiaoxiao. Master Fan looked at Pei Ziqian, is this your proud subordinate?
Pei Jingning held back her smile and cupped her hand towards him, "Sir, what's the matter?"

Of course, he could understand things that Yeats could understand better, and he even understood why Master Fan came.

Master Fan seemed to be savoring the scent of Ming tea and said to him, "Zi Qian, are you free tonight?"

Pei Jingning smiled and closed his eyes, then raised his head again: "Your Excellency, please invite me to dinner, I'm still free."

They are all thousand-year-old foxes. Every question and every answer is sharp. It means, I am selling this favor to you, sir.

Master Fan shook his head and laughed, "Zi Qian, Zi Qian..." I mean, don't spoil your subordinates, this is the capital.

Pei Jingning smiled noncommittally, "Sir, please wait a moment. I will follow shortly."

Lord Fan put down his teacup and nodded, "Yes, Fengdelou."

"it is good."

Before leaving, Lord Fan looked at Yeats thoughtfully. She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes like a little quail.

Master Fan's footsteps disappeared in the corridor. For some reason, Yeats was a little nervous, "Sir..."

"You know you're afraid now?" Pei Jingning walked up to her, stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, "Isn't it nice to throw someone downstairs?"

Yeats puffed up his mouth and said angrily: "It's on the second floor, and it's not high. When I threw it, I took my time. At most, I would have a small fracture, and I would have to lie in bed for ten and a half months."

Why is his tone exactly the same as when he was a child?

When Pei Jingning heard Ye Zhi's words, he was angry and funny. Suddenly he felt like he was just like when he was seven or eight years old. He would beat anyone he saw who was unhappy, and he would often get into trouble. In the past, the late emperor and his mother supported him, and no one dared to do anything to him. How about it.

Now, he is her backing.

"It's not just ten days and a half. I heard people say that they need to stay at home for at least a month."

"..." Yeats blinked, so serious?

"Let's go!" Ah, where to go?Apologize?

Yeats suddenly hugged Pei Jingning's arm and said, "Sir, don't go. I'll go alone."

"..." Now it's Mr. Pei's turn to be suspicious. What's wrong?
"Whoever made the mistake should make amends." After saying that, he straightened up and said with a strong voice, "Sir, I'll go to Fengde Tower."

Pei Jingning stroked his forehead, why was his little Zhizhi so cute?
"Sir..." When Ye Zhi saw Mr. Shaoqing covering his face, he felt more and more that he was too impulsive yesterday. Sure enough, impulsiveness is the devil. It feels good for a while, but why is it so painful?
Pei Jingning was deliberately serious, "Do you really want to go by yourself?"

Yeats hesitated for a moment, then plucked up the courage and said, "Yes, my lord." He was very determined, why not just apologize? If you dare to do it, you can do it.

"Okay." Pei Jingning said, "I'll take you to Fengde Building."

"Thank you sir."

Yeats left the Shaoqing's official room as if he was dead.

Master Pei followed, almost unable to hold back.

At the entrance of Dali Temple, Master Fan's carriage was waiting. Pei Jingning raised his hand and took Yeats into the carriage, and then the two immediately drove towards Fengde Tower.

In the carriage, which was not an official room, Pei Jingning held the person in his arms again. After a busy month, the two of them had time to get together, so they couldn't help but kiss.

I don’t know whether it was because the kiss lasted a long time or because Fengde Tower was getting closer, but it didn’t take long for them to arrive.

Yeats was so panicked that she hurriedly arranged her clothes and hair, and jumped out of the carriage with a guilty conscience. Before she could take a step, she suddenly thought of something. She quickly turned her head and whispered into Pei Jingning's ear and asked: "My lord, please apologize, okay?" Does it mean I have to pay for tonight’s banquet?”

Pei Jingning deliberately teased her, "What do you think?"

"Sir... Sir, isn't that at least 200 taels?" I heard that the banquet in the private room in Fengde Building is very expensive. The base price is 200 taels, which is almost her annual salary. She still has to save money to buy a house?
"Ah."

"Maybe you have to pay for medical expenses, right?"

"Maybe!"

It's over, it's over...she's going bankrupt!She can't be so miserable!

The two of them stood awkwardly at the door of the restaurant. Master Fan, who had only heard rumors until now, finally believed it. The son of the eldest princess and the emperor's favored nephew was indeed the one with broken sleeves.

Ugh!
Master Fan had no choice but to remind him, "Zi Qian?"

Yeats hesitated and quickly turned around to salute, "My lord..." Is it too late to admit my mistake now?

Pei Jingning smiled: "Sir, please——"

Master Fan looked at the two of them meaningfully.

One is tall and the other is short, one is tall and handsome, and the other is pretty, regardless of gender, they are a perfect match.

Shaking his head secretly, Master Fan walked into Fengde Building helplessly.

Yeats wanted to play dead.

Pei Jingning stretched out his hand to pull her, raised the corners of his mouth, and led her into the private room on the fifth floor.

When King Guangling and King Chunan saw them arriving, they stood up with smiles and said, "Master Fan... Zi Qian..."

Pei Jingning bowed his head humbly, "Zi Qian meets the two imperial uncles."

"Come, come, Zi Qian, sit here." The two princes pulled Pei Jingning to their sides, and they were very affectionate.

Seeing Yeats on the side, it was like discovering a new world, "Is this Yeats commenting on things?"

"..." Yeats smiled uglier than crying.

"Oh my, it's true that young people are to be feared. People should not be judged by their appearance. He is so thin and weak, so he is very energetic when he beats people up..."

Uh... what kind of painting style is this? Isn't it here to call for punishment?

Yeats looked at Master Shaoqing in confusion, what's going on? (End of chapter)