The Powerful Eunuch and the Delicate Beauty

Chapter 31
"It's nothing." Pei Jiyan got into the carriage after saying these two words.

Fu Quan followed anxiously, and Qi Jie, who was already waiting in the carriage, had a face full of displeasure, but when he cleared Pei Jiyan again, he suddenly laughed.

"Yuan Bao, look, God has been helping me for the past two days, knowing that I can't deal with him recently, so I arranged for someone to beat him."

Qi Jie didn't like Pei Jiyan at all. He always felt that it was a shame to have a cousin who lost his life. In addition to the incident of falling into the water before, he really wanted to order someone to beat him up. The next day, he explained that he was not allowed to provoke Pei Jiyan recently.

"That's right, that's right, the young master is really a lucky star." Yuan Bao immediately handed over a handkerchief after saying the answer.

Only then did Qi Jie realize that his nose was running out of excitement just now, and his face was a little annoyed. He took the veil, turned his head to look at Pei Jiyan whose face was full of injuries, and then smiled again.

Along the way, Qi Jie made all kinds of taunts, while Pei Jiyan leaned calmly by the side of the carriage.

After finally returning to the Marquis of Qinan's Mansion, Pei Jiyan walked all the way back to Lanfengyuan with a swollen face.

Fu Quan, who was following him, was full of thoughts, because he didn't follow Master Biao, and Master Biao was beaten, whether Steward Qi would punish him, and whether Mrs. Hou would punish him.

In the end, I was so frightened that my legs went limp, and I finally managed to lie down at night before thinking about it by luck.

It seems that maybe it's okay. Thinking about it this way, Fuquan, who originally just wanted to keep his duty, really felt a little compassion for Pei Jiyan.

Pei Jiyan, who was also lying down, was not interested in what Fuquan was thinking, so he turned on the lamp early and lay down.

The injury on his body was actually caused by Zhang Qiyuan's servants pushing and shoving him. He could have avoided it, but he deliberately took advantage of the situation and fell down a small slope, resulting in this appearance.

In fact, it didn't hurt the vitals, that is, it looked scary, and this was what he wanted.

He was thinking last night, if he was injured, would that person show up, so even if Zhang Qiyuan didn't look for trouble today, he would deliberately pick it up.

Thinking of this, he desperately told himself that he did this only to know the identity of the other party, and there was no other reason.

He has long been used to walking alone on the road of darkness and ridicule, how can he expect that there will be someone who will sincerely want to help him.

Just thinking of the caring he had before, he had expectations again, what will that person do this time?

……

In the pitch-black room, Pei Jiyan stared at the blue-gray bed curtain, and as whiteness began to appear outside the window, his heart gradually sank.

He slowly sat up, facing the empty room, the corners of his mouth curled up in self-deprecating manner, his already gloomy eyes were bloodshot.

So what was he waiting for tonight?

……

Fuquan felt from the early morning that Young Master Biao was in a bad mood today, but he took a sneak peek at Pei Jiyan's bruised and purple face, and he knew it.

If it were him, he would not feel better if he was beaten up like this.

"Master Biao, you should ask the doctor to take a look at your injury."

"No need." Presumably his eldest aunt knew who the person who hurt him was, so she pretended not to know.

Hehe, after all, no matter how important reputation is, his eldest aunt would not dare to offend the powerful Zhang family at will.

Hearing the coldness in the young man's words, Fuquan didn't dare to persuade him anymore, and followed Pei Jiyan into the carriage to Wangdu Academy.

It's just strange that the carriage started to move as soon as they sat down.

"Hey, don't you wait for the Fourth Young Master?"

The coachman flicked the reins, and replied to Fu Quan who was asking the question: "Steward Qi said that the fourth young master was not feeling well last night, and Mrs. Hou has already sent someone to Wangdu Academy to ask for leave."

Fuquan nodded, and Pei Jiyan, who was leaning against the car window, seemed to think of something when he heard the words, his eyes darkened.

Just when the carriage was approaching Wangdu Academy, it stopped suddenly.

　The cuties are angry. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)