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

Chapter 14 Your Majesty Said She Trusted Her Majesty

Sheng Baoling knew this in her heart, but how could she say such a thing?
She bent her lips and smiled lightly, her bright eyes were slightly bent, "Pei Xiang is worrying too much, it's Ai's family who have been going to Pei's mansion recently, and I'm afraid they have disturbed Pei Xiang, and I feel very sorry."

She raised her arm, and with her white fingertips, she slightly touched the blue hair on her head that was tied with a man's hair crown.

Such a small movement was done unconsciously, and she didn't even notice it.

But at this moment, it fell into Pei Ci's eyes.

Looking at each other for a long time, those deep eyes seemed to pull Sheng Baoling into the lukewarm atmosphere.

In particular, that line of sight seems to be able to see through a person, looking directly into the darkest part of the other person's heart.

Sheng Baoling's heart was inexplicably nervous and apprehensive.

She intentionally avoided Pei Ci's gaze, but she was afraid that if she looked away at this moment, she would appear guilty.

The two seemed to be competing with each other, and neither of them looked away.

But even Sheng Baoling himself doesn't know who he is competing with, Pei Ci, but why is it necessary?
Are you still competing with yourself?

But, what are they competing for?

Pei Ci's slightly pale thin lips touched, "Your Majesty once said, trust me."

The sickness on his face made him look vulnerable.

As if placed in a weak position, as long as Sheng Baoling pushes gently, this person can let him do whatever he wants.

When he swallowed slightly, his Adam's apple could be seen rolling on his neck, which was too cold and pale, like a poppy, making people want to step forward to pick it up and sink into it.

Sheng Baoling was slightly distracted because of this, and he couldn't help but think of the scene in his dream again, and was annoyed by these absurd thoughts he had just now.

When Pei resigned as a minister, he naturally respected himself because he was the empress dowager.

Sheng Baoling entered the palace at the age of 12, and has been under the blessing of his uncle Chenghedi since then, so he doesn't know anything about men and women, let alone the relationship between men and women.

At this moment, I just feel that as the Empress Dowager, I am so insecure, like an ordinary girl, being deceived by appearance, it really shouldn't be.

She calmed down, her eyes became clear again, "Of course the Ai family trusts Pei Xiang."

When getting into the carriage, due to negligence, the horses were not put on. Pei Ci's subordinates wanted to help Sheng Baoling onto the carriage, but due to his status as a nobleman, they did not dare to go forward, for fear of disturbing the nobleman.

Sheng Baoling supported the side of the carriage with his palm, trying to use his strength to jump into the carriage, but at this moment, Pei Ci behind him took a step forward and stretched out his hand towards Sheng Baoling.

"Miss."

The wrist bones are thin, with a string of Buddha strings hanging on them, and each finger is as white and cold as beautiful jade.

His voice was carried by the wind. Although it was cold, it was wrapped in an imperceptible gentleness, and it slowly flowed into Sheng Baoling's ears, which was cleaner than the breeze and bright moon.

Sheng Baoling's gaze was unconsciously attracted by the hand that was handed to her side.

From the first time they met, she always felt that Pei Ci's hands were very beautiful, and she also thought about how amazing such beautiful hands must be when turning the pages of a book or writing.

Now, these hands are right in front of my eyes.

Most men have wide palms, which makes people feel more at ease.

Sheng Baoling met Pei Ci's eyes, and saw that his eyes were calm, still as indifferent as usual, and there was nothing unusual about him.

If she refused to avoid it, it would appear that she was guilty.

While hesitating, Sheng Baoling gently put his hand on the sickly white hand. The moment he touched it, a trace of coldness gradually spread from the fingertips to the palm to the entire arm, and finally went straight to the bottom of his heart.

Her heart, at that moment, seemed to stop for a moment.

His hands were very cold, but not bone-chillingly cold, but as cool as the autumn wind. Most of the hands of ordinary men should be warm, so it was shocking.

It is not the same as my father's hand when I was young, and it is even more different from the late emperor's hand.

Sheng Baoling's hand was warm, and the warmth, the coolness that invaded Pei Ci's palm bit by bit, seemed to swallow it up.

This warmth invaded the steady beating heart in the chest bit by bit.

Sheng Baoling clasped Pei Ci's palm, borrowed his strength to get on the carriage, and quickly withdrew his hand, but his fingers seemed to still have a hint of coolness.

It's not annoying, and even a little greedy.

Sitting in the carriage, the subordinate and groom drew the curtain and got on the horse.

At this moment, the words that the late emperor had said rang in her ears.

Sheng Baoling lowered her eyes, looked at her hand, rubbed her fingertips, wondering what she was thinking.

Outside the carriage, there was a subdued low coughing sound. The sound was familiar, but even if it wasn't familiar, Pei Ci was the only one who could cough near the carriage.

Sheng Baoling slightly lifted the corner of the curtain of the carriage with his fingertips, and saw a sickly man next to the carriage, coughing lightly with his fist on his lips, it seemed that he couldn't stand the wind and rain, if it wasn't for his power and indifference With such a temper, I don't know how many people will bully me.

Sheng Baoling's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and her clear and clear voice was now tainted with a trace of worry that she didn't realize, "Pei Ci."

Pei Ci was startled, distracted, and his eyelashes trembled several times.

He looked up, and from the window of the carriage, he could see Sheng Baoling inside, looking at him at this moment.

Those bright eyes that come from both sides can only see one person at this time.

It was almost evening, and the cold air gradually hit the body, and the wind gently blew the corners of Pei Ci's robe, making Mu Ruqing feel fresh.

Sheng Baoling smiled warmly, and said in a neutral voice, "Take care of yourself."

With that warm smile, Pei Ci couldn't look away for a long time, until Sheng Baoling put down the curtain.

The groom drove the carriage out the back door.

But Pei Ci, who was standing there, seemed to have lost his soul. His usually indifferent eyes were now full of smiles, as if they had melted into the chilly spring. If someone saw him, they might not be able to move their eyes away.

His cold palm, at this moment, seemed to still have a little warmth lingering.

At night, Sheng Baoling didn't sleep deeply, and could faintly hear the whistling wind outside, and even in a dream, he often frowned.

A steady but deliberately light footstep sounded, and finally stopped beside her bed.

Sheng Baoling could faintly hear subtle movements, and the man sat down.

His cool fingers stroked the side of her face, and the fingertips stroked the broken hair on her temples. The movements were very slow and light, and finally pinched her chin slowly.

Sheng Baoling's heart beat violently in an instant, as if panicked.

The coolness hits, and the cold fragrance between the lips and teeth is faint.

"Surther."

Hearing someone call her small characters, Sheng Baoling suddenly opened his eyes, and at that moment, he met a pair of dark and deep eyes, which were full of tenderness.

Her heart began to tremble, Pei Xuanjin.
The man's broad but slightly cool palm slowly hugged her waist, but the string of Buddhist beads on the wrist bone made Sheng Baoling feel a bit of backache.

Her eyes, which should have been clear and bright, were gradually stained with mist, and she slowly closed them.
"Miss?"

"Miss?"

Jian Jia's voice sounded at the right time, hurried and somewhat nervous.

Shocked, Sheng Baoling opened his eyes suddenly!

　Pei Ci (pale face, low cough twice, hoarse voice): What can I do wrong?It's just that I want to be in the eyes of the empress, to spend time with the empress, and to be the servant of the empress...

　　
　
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