After the favored concubine remarried, the aloof and powerful minister forcibly took her away.

Chapter 43 Your courtesy name is Jing; you may call me that.

When Pei Yanzhi arrived at Qionghua Courtyard, he heard a series of crackling sounds coming from inside the room.

A short while later, Pei Feng came out of the house.

His hair ornaments were all torn, there were scratches on his face, and his clothes were wrinkled. He looked disheveled.

"Get out! Get out of my yard and never let me see you again!"

Qin Bijun's voice came from inside the house, and then a teacup was thrown out and smashed on the steps.

Much of the spilled tea landed at Pei Yanzhi's feet.

Pei Feng, with a dark expression, said something incomprehensible and then turned to leave.

As he turned around, he met Pei Yanzhi's gaze. Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Pei Feng looked away and left.

Only after he left Qionghua Courtyard did Pei Yanzhi walk over.

At this moment, Qin Bijun, who was sitting on the chair by the door, heard footsteps and thought that Pei Feng had returned.

She scoffed coldly, "Unless I'm dead, I will never allow that bastard to enter the manor!"

After saying that, Qin Bijun looked up.

Upon seeing that it was Pei Yanzhi, Qin Bijun's expression changed, and she lowered her head: "Who sent you?"

"It was Grandmother's decision to take them back to the mansion."

Pei Yanzhi stood at the door and said something in a flat tone, without any emotional fluctuation.

He treated Qin Bijun as if she were a complete stranger.

Upon hearing Pei Yanzhi's words, Qin Bijun suddenly stood up: "Who am I doing this for? Isn't it for you?"

She walked up to Pei Yanzhi, raised her hand and pointed at him: "That bastard was raised outside by your father for eight years. Now that he's grown up and can remember things, he can compete with you. He wants to bring him back."

"I will never allow him to bring that bastard back to the Pei residence!"

Qin Bijun's hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked like a ghost.

Especially now, her eyes were full of disappointment as she looked at Pei Yanzhi, as if asking how he could stand on Pei Feng's side.

"Does Mother want the entire capital to laugh at the Pei family?"

“Bringing them home will only make them concubines; they won’t threaten your position.”

Pei Yanzhi found Qin Bijun's persistence increasingly incomprehensible; she seemed indifferent to everything, as if she didn't care at all.

But in reality, she cares terribly about anything related to Pei Feng.

Even if that mistress were brought home, she would still be nothing more than a concubine.

Qin Bijun's position as the mother of the emperor will not be shaken. Besides, what can an eight-year-old child do?
Can we still fight against him?
But Qin Bijun didn't think that way. She couldn't help but think that Pei Feng had spent more than ten years with that woman and had such a big child with her.

She wanted nothing more than to take a knife and chop Pei Feng to pieces.

After Pei Yanzhi finished speaking, Qin Bijun raised her hand and delivered a crisp slap to his face.

Liao's mother and Chenghua, who were standing nearby, were immediately taken aback.

Pei Yanzhi's head was knocked to the side by the blow, and then he heard Qin Bijun hysterically say, "I am your mother! Why are you speaking up for someone else?"

"You are a piece of my flesh that I carried for ten months, how could I possibly harm you?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Yanzhi sneered, "In your heart, do you really consider me your child?"

"From childhood to adulthood, you only cared about whether my studies had fallen behind and whether I was still presentable to you."

Do you really care about me?

After saying this, Pei Yanzhi's eyes showed a hint of disappointment as he turned and left Qionghua Courtyard.

"The banquet..."

Qin Bijun watched Pei Yanzhi's retreating figure, staggered a few steps to catch up with him, and called out to him, but he had already gone far away and could no longer be seen.

"Madam, why are you doing this? Although the eldest young master is aloof, it is precisely because of his presence that no one else in the manor dares to bully us."

Liao's mother helped Qin Bijun sit down.

Qin Bijun covered her face and sobbed, “He doesn’t understand me. I’m heartbroken. Over the years, has anyone ever asked me if I wanted this or if I was willing?” “When I lost my son, my husband was with another woman. I taught him only so that he could make something of himself. Why does he resent me?”

When Liao's mother heard Qin Bijun's words, she knew that Qin Bijun still couldn't understand.

Over the years, no matter how much she was persuaded, Qin Bijun still felt that it was her uncle who had wronged her and that the Pei family had ruined her.

Now, even her only son is not close to her.

But she didn't even consider how she treated the young master.

After leaving Qionghua Courtyard, Pei Yanzhi returned to Mosong Garden. The five-finger mark on his face was clearly visible and had been seen by countless people.

Upon returning to Qingyi Residence, Xiang Ning had already gotten up. She had assumed that Pei Yanzhi would be staying at Qionghua Courtyard for quite some time, so she had Granny Xu simmer breakfast over a low flame.

She had just finished tidying up the house and hadn't even turned around when she was pulled into someone's arms.

"Master?"

Xiang Ning held a teacup in her hand and felt Pei Yanzhi's head buried in her neck, which surprised her somewhat.

Chenghua closed the door, and the room was quiet, with only the two of them breathing together.

"Ning'er."

Pei Yanzhi's voice was a little hoarse, and he called her Ning'er for the first time, which made Xiang Ning feel a little uncomfortable.

"Master, what's wrong? Is the Qionghua Courtyard causing too much trouble?"

Xiang Ning couldn't see Pei Yanzhi's expression and couldn't judge his mood at the moment, so she could only guess and ask a question.

Hearing Xiang Ning's gentle question, Pei Yanzhi looked up and took her hand holding the teacup.

“I have a courtesy name, Jing, you can call me that as well.”

"Ah Jing, huh?"

Pei Yanzhi pressed his face against Xiang Ning's, his warm breath circling around her cheek.

A bittersweet feeling was constantly clamoring within me, yearning to burst forth and find fulfillment.

Yes, that's his courtesy name, which should be used by his closest relatives.

Within the Pei family mansion, elders called him Yanzhi, servants called him Young Master, and younger generations called him Big Brother.

No one remembers that he also had a courtesy name, which his grandfather had eagerly awaited and lovingly bestowed upon him.

"Ajing?"

Xiang Ning repeated those two words after Pei Yanzhi, and he hummed in response, planting a kiss on her ear.

"Master..."

"If you don't want to hear it, call me again."

Xiang Ning spoke up, intending to ask what had happened, but Pei Yanzhi suddenly bit her ear and uttered these words with displeasure.

Helpless, she had no choice but to call him A-Jing again.

It seems that something terrible must have happened in Qionghua Courtyard, which is why Pei Yanzhi now longs to find someone he can confide in and someone who can offer him comfort.

As it happened, Xiang Ning embodied his expectations.

Thinking of this, Xiang Ning put down her teacup, raised her hand and touched his face: "Why don't we sit down and talk?"

Her previous goal was to become Pei Yanzhi's confidante.

Under his protection, she was able to live peacefully before leaving the manor.

Now is a good time.

Hearing Xiang Ning's deliberately soft voice and feeling her gentle touch on his face, Pei Yanzhi grasped her hand and hummed in agreement.

After the two sat down, Xiang Ning noticed the five-finger mark on Pei Yanzhi's face.

"How could Madam lay a hand on you?"

Xiang Ning doesn't even need to make a move; Pei Yanzhi will take care of her on his own, hahaha.

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