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

Chapter 28 Pei Ci, did we know each other before?

The first emperor was nearly 20 years older than Sheng Baoling, and he was also Sheng Baoling's uncle.

And King Jing is about the same age as Sheng Baoling.

The choice of the Sheng family back then was definitely not for the good of Sheng Baoling, but for the good of the Sheng family.

In the final analysis, at that time, the ruling and opposition parties, not only the Lou family, but also the Sheng family did not want to offend the first queen mother.

In this way, Master Sheng, the father, did not think much about Sheng Baoling as the uncle, the late Emperor.

Even before his death, the late emperor was planning for Sheng Baoling's future.

Because he knew in his heart that after he left, no one would be able to protect Sheng Baoling, and the Sheng family was definitely not Sheng Baoling's way out.

But King Jing didn't know where he learned about this incident back then, and he always treated Sheng Baoling differently.

Even in the past few years, I sometimes wrote letters of greeting to Pei Ci, and mentioned Sheng Baoling in my words, although it was not deliberate, but it was really abrupt.

Seeing that Pei Ci lowered his eyes, just looking at the table, not knowing what he was thinking, Sheng Baoling pursed his lips, but couldn't help asking, "Pei Xiang's handwriting is so good, has he ever sent any copybooks of his own?" To someone else?"

In fact, the moment she asked the words, she already regretted it.

Even though the copybook was really given to him by Pei Ci back then, what does it mean? He came to Sheng Mansion to review the book with his elder brother, and seeing a little girl who couldn't write well, he kindly left a copybook, It is also commonplace.

Although she thought so in her heart, Sheng Baoling had another guess.

Could it be that during the period of time that I can't remember clearly, she and Pei Ci actually knew each other?
The moment Sheng Baoling spoke, Pei Ci's body froze, his eyes were shocked, and he seemed to be a little panicked when he was discovered by the person concerned about something hidden in his heart in the past that might leak his mind.

Her thin lips, which were as pale as water, were tightly pursed, because Sheng Baoling, who was sitting opposite him, could not clearly see Pei Ci's reaction and expression because his face was drooping.

But she also knew that even if she could see clearly, there should be no waves.

Pei Ci seems to be like this.

Staring at Sheng Baoling's gaze, Pei Ci didn't raise his head, and said without changing his face, "It should have happened a few years ago, it's been too long, I forgot."

The tone was light and calm, without the slightest panic when he heard Sheng Baoling's words just now.

Sheng Baoling responded in a low voice, and just when Pei Ci thought he had nothing to say, he suddenly said, "So, I wonder if Prime Minister Pei can write a copybook and send it off?"

She didn't say what it was used for, and it didn't sound like she was trying to copy it.

Pei Ci lightly pursed his lips, and then quickly let go. He didn't know what emotion it was, but he couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips. He realized that he was afraid of being discovered by his eyes, so he quickly restrained his smile. , maintaining his usual indifferent and cold look, raised his eyes to look at Sheng Baoling.

Those pair of cold and deep eyes were bright at the moment.

Sheng Baoling met Pei Ci's gaze for no reason, her beating heart skipped a beat, and then it beat wildly again. She only felt that Pei Ci's eyes were extremely beautiful. She didn't smile, but there seemed to be something hidden in those eyes. Indescribable gentle smile.

Let people look at it, and then they can't move their eyes.

The more she looked at each other like this, the more flustered Sheng Baoling's heart became, especially with such an obviously non-monarch and subject looking at each other, her head went blank because of the familiarity.

Pei Ci: "The humble minister takes orders."

Hearing what he said, Sheng Baoling had an inexplicable feeling that he was using his status to overpower others. He felt a little embarrassed, pulled the corners of his lips, and said, "I didn't order you to write, but..."

Her voice paused, and she wanted to say that she was a good friend, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say.

Meeting Pei Ci's gaze, she changed her words abruptly, "You and brother have a very good relationship, so I am ashamed to ask you for a copybook. If you don't want to write it, it doesn't matter."

The implication is that if Pei Ci doesn't want to write, just refuse, without regard to his identity.

Pei Ci was silent for a while, and then said, "There is no reluctance."

I don't know if it was Sheng Baoling's illusion, but when Pei Ci said this, the corners of his mouth seemed to bend, he smiled, and passed by in a flash.

But when she wanted to look at it seriously again, there was nothing there, and she still looked inhuman and indifferent.

Sheng Baoling didn't speak any more, just looked at him quietly, watching his beautiful hand holding the pen, writing slowly on the paper on the table, only a shadow could be seen in his downcast eyes, his face was almost sickly on weekdays Bai, but at this moment, because of the warmth of the brazier in the study, he added a bit of blood.

She couldn't help but hooked her red lips, and a slight smile rippled at the corners of her mouth, without even noticing it herself.

Time passed bit by bit, the charcoal fire in the brazier was burning vigorously, and the sparks "cracked" from time to time, but it did not break the calm.

Pei Ci wrote seriously, it is still Luoshen Fu, only he himself knows how much of his unknown thoughts are hidden in this Luoshen Fu.

He gripped the pen a little harder, and the string of beads on his wrist shook.

Sheng Baoling couldn't help being a little distracted, thinking of last night's dream, which was different from the previous dreams in that this string of Buddhist beads came to her.

After a long time, seeing that Pei Ci had finished writing, she asked, "Is this string of beads in your hand very important to you?"

She never seemed to see Pei Ci take it off, and she always wore it on that thin wrist bone.

Hearing this, Pei Ci lowered his eyes and glanced at the bracelet on his wrist, then nodded slightly, "This is what Wei Chen's grandmother left behind."

Sheng Baoling knew that it was Mrs. Pei's relic.

In this way, it is very important, and it is naturally impossible for Pei Ci to give it away at will.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it really was some messy and unrealistic dreams.

When the handwriting on the paper was dry, Pei Ci rolled it up, carried it to Sheng Baoling's eyes, and handed it to Sheng Baoling with slow and light steps.

At this moment, Pei Ci's expression was normal, but the fingertips of the other hand moved slightly, and his heart moved accordingly.

"Thank you." Sheng Baoling took it, and was about to open it to take a look, but there were footsteps outside, and the butler's voice sounded outside, "My lord, it's time for dinner."

The dining time in Pei's house is earlier than other people's houses.

Pei Ci looked at Sheng Baoling with questioning eyes.

In those eyes, there was still a trace of anticipation that no one could detect.

Sheng Baoling pursed her lips and smiled, and put away the rolled up paper, "So, I won't bother you anymore."

To interrupt so rashly today, and to accept such a word, it is not easy to have the cheek to stay in Pei's house for dinner.

Although at the moment, she is indeed a little hungry.

At this time, the wind and snow outside had stopped, but Pei Ci still gave Sheng Baoling the cloak, and when Sheng Baoling wanted to decline, he said, "Since it is for Ziyang's sake, I should take care of one or two. "

Sheng Baoling no longer refused, and put on the cloak.

The moment she stepped out of the study door, she couldn't help turning her head and glanced at the indifferent person in the room. Her voice was bright and clean, as if she wanted to speak to that person's heart.

"Pei Ci, did we know each other before?"

(End of this chapter)