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

Chapter 27
It's cold outside, and it looks like it's going to snow again.

What's more, he came out in a hurry just now, and he didn't even put on a cloak. Even if Sheng Baoling was resistant to the cold, he couldn't stand the cold.

After entering the door, the servant who guarded the door hastily closed the back door, blocking the bitter cold wind from the door.

Sheng Baoling walked beside Pei Ci, with his face downcast, hiding from the wind, his hands tucked into his sleeves, and he began to feel cold.

Pei Ci in front slowly slowed down until he walked side by side with Sheng Baoling.

The servant's mouth seemed to have been opened, and before the two of them reached the courtyard, light snow slowly drifted in the sky, blown by the wind, the snowflakes fell randomly on the branches and black hair.

Sheng Baoling was shivering from the cold, looking around.

Although many decorations in Pei's residence are not as luxurious and exquisite as in the imperial palace, they are very particular, and everywhere you look, there is an elegant word.

Every time I came back before, I always walked the road to the Shushu. The road I took today is obviously not going in the usual direction.
Suddenly, her shoulders felt heavy and her body warmed up. She was startled, and turned her head to look, only to see Pei Ci put his cloak on her body.

Pei Ci's movements were quick and light. After putting the cloak on Sheng Baoling's shoulders, he immediately withdrew his hand without any further violation.

Seeing him, Sheng Baoling looked natural, as if the cloak was not his, if he hadn't seen his pale and sickly face.

When the cloak was put on her body, her whole body was wrapped in warmth, and Sheng Baoling's mood suddenly became a little complicated, "Is Prime Minister Pei cold?"

Pei Ci didn't answer, but said, "Passing through the corridor, the study is right in front of you."

The implication is that if you walk a little further, you will find the study room with a charcoal brazier for heating.

Sheng Baoling's fingertips slightly clenched the corner of the cloak that was attached to the back of her hand. Her sense of smell was excellent, and at this moment, it was even more sensitive.

The strange man's breath invaded his body little by little, the faint fragrance, smelling inexplicably reassuring.

Sheng Baoling always felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember why there was such a familiar feeling.

It seemed that someone had done something like this a long time ago, but she couldn't remember it.

I was ill a few years ago, and when I woke up, I couldn't remember many things clearly.

Sometimes I always feel empty in my heart, as if I have forgotten some important people or important things, but no matter how much she thinks, she can't remember. Come.

But at this moment, she seemed to remember something, but she didn't seem to remember anything.

When he reached the door of the study, Pei Ci stopped and pushed open the door of the study, "My lady, please."

The voice sounded a bit colder than this snow.

But at this moment, Sheng Baoling always felt that it shouldn't be like this. In the depths of her memory, there should also be such a voice, which is also nice, but much gentler.

Seeing Sheng Baoling standing at the door, looking at him, Pei Ci lowered his eyes and thought there was something wrong with him.

"Empress Dowager?"

Sheng Baoling suddenly came back to his senses, and stepped into the study room. The brazier in the room was burning vigorously, and a warmth filled his body.

Pei Ci followed behind.

It wasn't until both of them sat down that Sheng Baoling randomly asked Pei Ci some questions that he said he wanted to ask scholars.

Pei Ci answered seriously, one word at a time, speaking slowly and patiently, as if to make the person on the other side hear clearly.

From time to time, he wrote down what he said just now on paper and handed it to Sheng Baoling.

Sheng Baoling took the paper and looked down at it, the sense of familiarity just now was very clear at this moment.

Things that I hadn't noticed before, I noticed at this moment.

The handwriting and strokes on the paper are very familiar.

She pursed her thin lips tightly, and looked up at Pei Ci, only to see Pei Ci sitting at the table, holding a pen in his hand, his thin wrist bones moved from time to time, the color in his eyes could not be seen clearly, what came into his eyes was the hair on his body. The temperament of dust, any vulgar thing in this world, seems to be a kind of filth to this person.

After looking at it for some time, Pei Ci's palm holding the pen was wet, and his fingertips turned white from exertion.

Sheng Baoling's gaze was too obvious, as if mixed with the charcoal fire in the brazier, his back felt hot, his heart was a little restless, and even his fingertips trembled slightly.

The Luoshen Fu he copied on the paper, the handwriting has obviously changed, it is not as vigorous as the previous ones, and the strokes lack the usual stability.

Distraught.

Sheng Baoling's hand holding the paper was a little bit hard, and if he didn't pay attention to those memorials on weekdays, he really wouldn't be able to see it.

But at this moment, Pei Ci's brushstrokes were obviously much more relaxed, not as serious and stable as writing a notebook. The familiarity in the handwriting immediately reminded Sheng Baoling of the copybook that he had copied no less than a hundred times over the years.

Yes.

Pei Ci is a close friend of his elder brother, and his elder brother invited several friends to study together at home and listen to his teacher's lectures, Pei Ci is probably one of them.

Perhaps that copybook was written by Pei Ci.

But... why did Pei Ci send himself a copybook back then?
Sheng Baoling raised his eyes to look at Pei Ci, feeling puzzled. After looking at it for a long time, he tentatively said, "I thought my brother's handwriting was already excellent, but I didn't expect Pei Xiang's handwriting to be as good as my brother's."

This sudden compliment stunned Pei Ci.

The tip of the pen paused unconsciously on the paper, and the ink stains instantly fell on the paper to become pitch black.

A Luoshen Fu that was about to be copied was instantly destroyed by this stroke.

"Thank you for your absurd praise, I am ashamed of myself."

Pei Ci's expression was as usual, but he rolled up the ruined copy and put it aside, and put a new one on it.

It's just that no more pen is written.

The room was so quiet that every small movement could be heard clearly.

Sheng Baoling pursed her thin lips tightly. After a long time, she finally couldn't help but talk about something else, "I heard that King Jing has been looking for you these days?"

She remembered what Jian Jia had said before leaving the palace.

I didn't know what to say for a while, so I mentioned it.

Pei Ci's fingertips holding the pen suddenly exerted force, and his thin lips were pursed tightly. Fortunately, he didn't write again just now, otherwise the good paper on the table would probably be ruined right now.

"His Royal Highness King Jing has been here a few times, and talked about some family affairs with the humble minister."

Sheng Baoling was rather curious, "I didn't know that the relationship between Prime Minister Pei and Prince Jing was so friendly."

She knew that these two people had an intersection, but she didn't know that King Jing hadn't returned to Beijing for several years, but now that he came back, the place where he went most frequently was Pei Ci's residence.

Pei Ci smiled and said nothing, she didn't know, there was a lot more.

Back then, the Lou family did not recognize that marriage, but in front of the Sheng family, it was not the only way to enter the palace.

There is also the way that the first emperor bestowed marriage on King Jing.

But Mr. Shanda, in the end, chose the former between the two.

If Sheng Baoling in front of him knew about this matter, his heart would be completely chilled.

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(End of this chapter)