But Lan Xin was left in Wei Anxing's room by Wanglou to coax him to sleep. He was the only one who could talk to Pei Yi at this moment.

He is the only one.

"It's just that the prince has been away for half a month, why haven't there been any letters from home?"

Wanglou continued to speak, knowing clearly what he said would make Pei Yi sad, but he still looked like he really thought about her. He walked closer, with a trace of worry on his face.

"I have heard that His Highness Jiafu's consort has always been a romantic person. Your Majesty will have to rely more on him during this trip. Is it possible that those who approach evil will be in trouble..."

When he saw Pei Yi's hands clasping the corner of the table, he immediately lifted his robe and knelt in front of her.

"Princess, please calm down. I made a mistake. Please forgive me, Princess."

"Why are you kneeling to me?"

Pei Yi leaned forward slightly and patted his shoulder, turning her attention from King Duan who was far in the north to him.

"You are telling the truth. How can I blame you? Don't kneel to me casually. Wanglou, get up quickly."

"No, Master, I am a slave and should not judge the prince rashly. The prince is no softer than the princess. It is better for the slave to have a long memory than to offend the prince again in the future."

Wanglou was attached to her warmth and took advantage of her kindness to move forward another inch.

Pei Yi couldn't think of anything to say in response. His words brought her back to the day she was in Prince Rong's Mansion, and she began to wonder if Prince Duan kept Wanglou in the mansion because of his informant.

Her hand fell heavily on Wanglou's shoulder, and she felt a little indebted to him in her heart. He only thought about her and Xing'er, but he lost his future in front of Prince Duan this time.

"Princess, your legs and feet are prone to cold. Why don't you ask your slave to massage it for you? It's also an apology."

He raised his head and looked into her eyes, and quietly raised his hand to hold her ankle.

It is true that Pei Yi's hands and feet are cold due to physical weakness. She usually doesn't feel the warmth everywhere in the palace. Today, she went to the palace for a walk. She was blown by the cold wind and felt nervous. She still didn't feel relieved when she returned to the house.

"Okay, thank you for remembering me."

She nodded and agreed to his request, not only because of his sincerity, but also because he cared about this matter that even his opponent, King Duan, had never mentioned.

Get your wish.

He finally sat on the same couch as her, put her calf on his lap, and slowly kneaded it through a layer of clothing with moderate force.

In his peripheral vision, Pei Yi was a little uncomfortable at first, but he did sort out her suffocating meridians, and then she leaned comfortably on the soft pillow beside the couch and looked at his hands quietly.

It was still cold, and the afternoon sunlight still had a cold color, leaking through the window lattice and onto her shoulders, like the compassionate god he had burned incense in the temple to worship.

And his shadow was reflected in the gentle eyes of his god, as if he had finally temporarily withdrawn from that divinity, no longer sharing his love with everyone, but only showing mercy to him.

It would be great if it could always be like this, if no one else would ever bother them, if they didn't have identities that separated them from each other, how great if he could have a reason to look directly into her eyes and get closer to her.

.

But the god did not know what he, a fanatical believer, was thinking, let alone that he wanted to destroy her temple, disperse her believers, and monopolize the god from now on.

Pei Yi, Pei Yi, Pei Yi.

My name is Wanglou.

The hope of looking out, the hope of ambition, the hope of watching.

You are on the high floor of the Jade Pavilion, looking up at me in the dust and mud.

But I even want this beautiful house to be shattered, for you to fall from the unattainable cloud, for you to be hurt and abandoned by the one you love, for you to be cut off from your husband, for you to fall back into the dust.

Only in this way can you see me, only in this way can I love you, and only then can you know who loves you most.

I really like the bad intentions of these chambermaids.

Father-in-law, let’s make a debut hahaha
Chapter completed!