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

Chapter 32 The empress seems to like Mr. Pei very much?

In the backyard of Pei's mansion, the door of the study room had been closed all afternoon, and Pei Ci didn't get up until night.

The housekeeper stopped outside the study for a long time, and asked the servants in the courtyard, and learned that Pei Ci hadn't stepped out of the study since the afternoon.

Just as he was hesitating whether to knock on the door and go in, the study door opened from the inside.

Pei Ci came out from the inside, and saw that he lowered his eyes, his expression was indifferent, but when he heard the sound of fireworks going off resounding through the sky, he subconsciously raised his eyes and saw the direction of the palace, the fireworks were blooming, dazzling, and half of the pitch black The sky is dyed in color.

Pei Ci couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Looking at this scene, the butler was stunned for a moment, thinking of something, and suddenly there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

My lord seems to have changed a lot recently, but if we really want to talk about the changes, I can't explain them in detail.

It's just that in the past, adults didn't know how to watch such fireworks.

In the eyes of others, Pei Ci now seems to have a little more human touch.

But no one knew that at this moment, standing in the courtyard, looking at the gorgeous fireworks, what he thought of in his heart was a woman.

Wearing a blue dress, holding a lotus lantern, smiling, a hundred flowers bloom like this fireworks.

Pei Ci's hands were behind his back, his normally dark eyes were filled with brilliant colors at this moment, as if there was light in them, and there was a little nostalgia for the world, which was unclear and unpredictable.

"My lord, do you want to take a walk outside?" the butler suggested.

It didn't snow tonight, and the weather wasn't too cold, so it was great to go outside and have a look.

After all, Pei's residence has become a little deserted this year.

Pei Ci: "Alright."

Then step up.

The guard behind him was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed, apparently not expecting that Pei Ci would suddenly go outside.

The butler was also taken aback for a moment, then with a benevolent smile on his face, he stepped into the study room, wanting to help tidy it up, but unexpectedly, he saw the paper scroll on the desk.

On the picture scroll, there was a woman in a blue dress, holding a lotus lantern in her hand, and her gestures were dignified and courteous, presumably a lady from a famous family.

The housekeeper was shocked!
Adults are superb painters, but have you ever painted a girl's house! ?

He looked intently, wanting to see the girl's face clearly on the scroll, to see if he could find some clues about the girl's identity, but to his disappointment, the girl's face was blank.

Pei Ci drew people, with clear outlines in each stroke, but only the facial features were not drawn.

But it was such a painting without a face that made the butler clearly understand that his lord really had a girl in his heart that he dreamed of.

And at this time, the Luoshen Fu, which was piled up on the side, one by one, one by one, was full of words, which made the housekeeper even more enlightened!
He remembered that his lord had been frequently copying this article since the past few years. He was afraid that his lord had put this girl in his heart since the past few years, but no one ever noticed.

The adults are so forbearing that they didn't even draw the girl's face, it can be seen that this girl is not an ordinary person, I am afraid that there is also a reason for his own body, so he hides his heart so much.

For a while, it made people feel a little uncomfortable.

The butler sighed, but after all, he didn't clean it up. He walked out of the study silently and closed the door behind him.

Leave a quiet room, completely isolated from the sound of fireworks outside.

...

At night, when we returned to the Hall of Compassion and Ning, Jian Jia went to the small kitchen and asked someone to cook soup. Everyone in the hall drank a bowl to warm up their bodies, and they didn't have to starve to watch the year.

When she filled the soup and returned to the hall with some food, she saw Sheng Baoling holding a roll of paper and putting it on the desk, and by the dim candlelight, she drew her fingertips across the paper, and made a stroke. With one painting, there is soft light and appreciation in his eyes.

Jian Jia walked over, thinking that the empress was copying the copybook again, but when she took a closer look, she found it was not.

But what surprised her even more was that the words on the paper were [-]-[-]% similar to the handwriting on the copybook, but they were definitely not written by the empress.

The writing on the paper looks new, that is, just a few days old.

Her eyes lit up, and she had a guess in her heart, "Your Majesty, have you found the person who delivered the copybook?"

Jian Jia actually knew in her heart that her girl had always wanted to find the person who delivered the copybook.

They all say that their handwriting is like a person, and that handwriting is so upright and strong. I don't know what kind of person is, what kind of appearance they are born, and what kind of temperament is it?
The corner of Sheng Baoling's mouth rose slowly, "Yes, I found it."

The voice sounded mixed with some joy.

At least, that's what Jian Jia sounds like.

She couldn't help being curious, "Ma'am, who is it?"

Although she knew in her heart that it was better not to ask, but after all these years, she was actually a little curious.

Sheng Baoling didn't intend to hide it from Jian Jia at all. Jian Jia was a genuine and caring person around her. Most of the time, she actually regarded Jian Jia as a sister who spoke her heart, not a servant who served by her side.

"It's Pei Ci."

Jian Jia was stunned.

Pei...Master Pei! ?
It was a bit unbelievable at first, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was indeed reasonable.

Mr. Pei and the eldest son are close friends. During the period when the eldest son was reading the book, he invited several friends. Among these people, Mr. Pei should naturally be there.

And it seems that thinking about it, only Mr. Pei can afford such a good handwriting.

Seeing the undisguised appreciation in Sheng Baoling's eyes, Jian Jia couldn't help but smile, "Your Majesty seems to like Master Pei very much."

Sheng Baoling tapped the desk lightly with his fingertips, and the corners of his eyes were slightly bent, "Accumulated stones are like jade, pine trees are like emerald green, Lang Yan is unique, there is no other in the world, who doesn't like it?"

Her voice was low and gentle like jade, and her voice couldn't help but rippling along with it.

If other people saw it without knowing it, they would think that when Sheng Baoling said this, he was thinking about Mr. Ruyi in his heart.

Jian Jia followed Sheng Baoling to learn, and knew some words, but she didn't know poetry and songs. At this moment, she didn't know what Sheng Baoling said.

In the end, she heard Sheng Baoling sigh again, "The first emperor's vision is indeed very good."

Jian Jia smiled and said nothing, but she was thinking in her heart that it was not only the late emperor who had a good eye, but the empress admired Mr. Pei so much, so it can be seen that the empress also had a good eye.

The night was like water, this night, Sheng Baoling copied a copy of Pei Ci's only half of the words, and people were much quieter than usual.

I just feel that looking at such handwriting, my heart can't help being calm and calm. Pei Ci's handwriting is just like him. Just looking at it can make people feel at ease.

Sheng Baoling doesn't hate this feeling, as if this feeling is innate and inseparable from himself.

Even though she couldn't figure it out herself, she didn't think about it anymore.

(End of this chapter)