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

Chapter 43

Under the cover of his sleeves, Sheng Baoling pursed his lips at an angle that could not be seen by others.

In this way, what does it have to do with me when the daughter of the Jin family enters the palace?

After a while, the little emperor returned to the table, his face was as usual, but only the servant who was next to him knew that this little emperor, whose appearance was seven to eight points similar to the late emperor, had no temper like the late emperor at all.

The first emperor was honest and kind, but this new emperor... No matter how kind he may seem to be on weekdays, these people who are close to him know it clearly in their hearts, and their hearts are even more trembling.

With Jin Milan's situation, it's not suitable to go back to the table. Some of the noble ladies below noticed it, but they didn't know it.

Because of Jin Milan's incident, the little emperor was devastated, how could he still have the heart to plot against King Jing at this moment.

After Pei Ci returned to his seat, Jing Wang who was beside him kept looking at him, his eyes fell on the wine pot on the table from time to time, hesitant to speak.

He wants to know too much, wants to ask, but how to ask?
Ask why there is water in this jug instead of wine?

As Pei Ci is a foreigner, it is naturally impossible to make people change the wine.

Who organized this banquet? In this imperial palace, there is only one person who can do this, except for officials.

But why did she help Pei Ci...

Sheng Baoling has never had the temper to do something like this because of someone.

But apart from Sheng Baoling, no one else could do this.

But from his return to Bianjing to the present, he has never seen any interaction between Pei Ci and Sheng Baoling other than government affairs. In the past, he wrote several times to ask for information about Sheng Baoling's recent situation, but Pei Ci has always been in a few words. Is not clear.

Ask three questions.

But that being the case, what happened to the jug of fake wine that I saw today.

How come these two are so close.

King Jing was full of doubts, but no matter who he asked, it was inappropriate.

One is the empress dowager of the dynasty, and the other is the left minister of the dynasty. Who can ask, and how can others answer.

Just when Jing Wang looked at the empress dowager who was above the high position, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he saw Sheng Baoling looking at Pei Ci who was playing with the wine glass with downcast eyes beside him.

The gaze stayed for too long, so that King Jing noticed it.

Sheng Baoling glanced over the crowd below, and saw that Pei Ci's face was no better than when he met Shang in the apse just now, but today, compared with the previous few days, it was much better. There are many strong people, even the cloak Undraped.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and when Sheng Baoling looked away, he met King Jing's gaze.

He didn't know when he stared at him, maybe he just looked at Pei Ci just now, and it fell into his eyes.

Thinking of this, Sheng Baoling just looked away calmly.

But King Jing couldn't help but care.

After the banquet was over and the little emperor left, Sheng Baoling waved his hand slightly, beckoning Jian Jia to approach, and ordered in a low voice, "It's windy on the road, go get a heater for Xiang Pei to bring back."

Jian Jia was startled, she already had thousands of doubts, fake wine, and worries in her heart, but now she heard Sheng Baoling ordering herself to bring the heater to Xiang Pei, she suddenly felt bad.

But no matter how much I thought about it in my heart, it was just doubt and speculation, "Yes."

Jian Jia walked around to the back, hurriedly took the stove, and when she was holding a stove in her hand, she thought of something, hesitated, took another one, then avoided the others and hurriedly caught up.

Pei Ci walked side by side with King Jing, and when Jian Jia caught up with them, she was still panting, but when she saw King Jing, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I was more careful and took another one.

Otherwise, there is only one, and His Royal Highness King Jing is with Mr. Pei again. What should he think when he sees that the empress gave Mr. Pei a heater alone?

What's more, he was bumped into by other people, and he didn't know what to do with the private gossip in the palace.

Jian Jia bowed upright, and then said slowly, "It's windy today, the empress dowager specially ordered a servant girl to be His Royal Highness King Jing, and Lord Pei sent the stove, so that His Royal Highness King Jing and Lord Pei can take it with them on the road, so as to warm up."

Hearing this, the eyes of both of them fell on the two stoves that Jian Jia handed over,
King Jing was startled, then took it, and handed one of them to Pei Ci who was next to him.

"On behalf of the king and Prime Minister Pei, I would like to thank the empress dowager."

When Pei Ci took over the stove, the warmth touched his cold fingertips bit by bit, his heart suddenly warmed up, and his thin lips curled up invisibly.

King Jing murmured in his heart, could it be that she has changed her temperament after being in this palace for many years?

Now, so compassionate.

With the stove in his hand, he covered his hand to keep it warm, as if he was also warming his heart bit by bit.

Jian Jia glanced at Pei Ci, her expression was normal, and watched the two get into the carriage and leave.

When the carriage lifted the curtain of the carriage, he caught a glimpse of a stove in the hand of Mr. Zuoxiang, but when he came, he didn't have it.

Thinking of the elder girl's previous order, the groom secretly remembered it in his heart.

Pei Ci, who got into the carriage, lightly rubbed the material wrapped in the heater with his fingertips that were warmed by the heater, remembering the smell he smelt when he entered the palace to change clothes during the day.

It was a poison that incited people's blood, but he had been taking medicine all year round, and this kind of medicine had no effect on him.

The emperor had plans to keep King Jing in Bianjing, if this calculation was made, it should be aimed at King Jing, but at this moment, the calculation was on him.

Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the palace people, he left through the window, and then came back from behind pretending to be ill.

But he didn't expect that he would run into Sheng Baoling, and seeing her appearance, he should also know about today's events. Thinking about King Jing, he couldn't help guessing, or maybe Sheng Baoling's handwriting was also involved in this matter.

She came here in a hurry, maybe there were some accidents that she didn't expect, but this accident, was it King Jing, or...

Pei Ci's fingertips were pressed against the stove with too much force, and his fingertips were burned red, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped at the gate of Pei's residence that the groom lifted the curtain and Guang threw himself into the carriage from the outside, then he loosened his hands and got up to get out of the carriage.

The butler who came out of the mansion looked at Pei Ci's hands. His cold white fingertips, five finger pads and palms were all red. He stepped forward to take the stove in Pei Ci's hand. Unexpectedly, before he touched it, he was caught Pei Ci avoided it.

The butler was taken aback, "My lord, your hand..."

Only then did Pei Ci take a look down and said softly, "It's okay."

He tightened the heater slightly, stepped past the butler, and entered the mansion.

The housekeeper hurriedly followed, but he was confused.

Why are adults so nervous about a heater?
...

But at this time, in the palace, Jian Jia brought some hangover soup into the palace, "Your Majesty, use some."

Every time Sheng Baoling drank, no matter how much he drank, he always had a headache.

What's more, I drank a lot today.

Sheng Baoling took the bowl of hangover soup from Jian Jia, took a few sips, and couldn't drink any more. When she wiped her lips with the handkerchief between her fingertips, she was stunned, looked down at the handkerchief in her hand, and Bamboo leaves were embroidered at the corners, and at this moment, the veil was already stained with lip balm...

(End of this chapter)