The concubine doesn't fall in love, but crazy critics insist on holding her responsible

The direction Pei Shizhi frequently looked was exactly where Lin Zhiyu was.

And when Lin Zhiyu heard Song Tianxiao's ghostly inquiry, she politely nodded and smiled at him, "No, she is the second daughter of the general who suppressed the west as mentioned by the Song family's cousin, Lin Zhiyu."

Song Tianru was struck by lightning.

Lin Zhiyu! That's not... the one who is engaged to Prince Jianning!

Song Tian's body was covered in cold sweat and turned to ice, and his legs were trembling.

No wonder Pei Shizhi treated him in such an attitude. He didn't kick him out directly, which was already a favor to the Song family.

Little did he know that Pei Shizhi was not a good-tempered person at all. He did not have an attack because of the begging and forbearance conveyed to him by Lin Zhiyu's eyes.

"You two know each other?" Mrs. Song asked, trying to smooth things over.

Song Tian felt that he was going to die. His throat was blocked and he couldn't say a word.

Lin Zhiyu smiled and said, "It is true that we had a chance encounter. My cousin Song loved the piano as much as his soul. Fortunately, Zhiyu heard about it."

This is true, but it doesn't sound right to Mrs. Song.

Xie Yiwan listened to the discussions around her and her heart skipped a beat. She urged him as if to save the situation: "Cousin Song has been immobile for a long time, but he is brewing the idea of ​​​​the piano. Everyone is looking forward to it. Today is just for fun, but there is no need to be perfect." , come and play quickly.”

Mrs. Song felt that things would never be as simple as Lin Zhiyu said, but when Song Tian came with the piano in his arms, everyone who saw him knew that there was no way to stop him from performing his skills.

Song Tian is now riding a tiger and has difficulty getting off, and it is difficult for him to speak, let alone show off.

The result was a piece of music that had been prepared for a long time, which was unpleasant to listen to and sounded like it was just meant to cause trouble.

Pei Shizhi's displeasure was written on his face.

Xie Yingxiao was so angry that he almost jumped up from his seat and pointed at Mrs. Song's nose and cursed.

Is she crazy? !

Letting her test Pei Shizhi's bottom line is not such a test!

Mrs. Song also had a look of astonishment on her face, not to mention Xie Yiwan. She looked at Pei Shizhi eagerly and tried to explain, but she saw that Pei Shizhi was looking at Lin Zhiyu again.

Xie Yiwan almost lost her breath, feeling helpless, panicked, jealous, and resentful, all intertwined and tearing at her heart.

Song Tian's commotion directly caused Pei Shizhi to avoid the people in the second room. Even if he asked politely to see him, he was turned away.

……

Pei Shizhi's birthday party had a flowing banquet that lasted all day.

In the evening, the sunset is magnificent.

Pei Shizhi did not show up at the evening banquet because he was too drunk.

He and Lin Zhiyu left the house together.

Pei Shizhi has become more and more important to the emperor because of his recent achievements in political affairs. He is getting busier and busier. He is often away from the capital. Xie Yiwan has no time to appease him, and Lin Zhiyu is even less available.

The appointment to meet Lin Zhiyu tonight was firstly Princess Jianning's wish, and secondly, Pei Shizhi also followed her original intention.

Pei Shizhi thought of Xie Yiwan less and less recently. Instead, he thought of a charming figure, telling him to like her in his ear.

Expectation gave rise to unnoticeable concerns. Pei Shizhi himself did not realize that he had not resisted Princess Jianning's arrangements for a long time and was happy to get close to Lin Zhiyu.

Being with Xie Yiwan was exciting, but there was an equal amount of risk behind the excitement. Unlike being with Lin Zhiyu, it was justifiable that his heart was relaxed.

At this moment, Pei Shizhi was leaning on the railing of the cruise ship, enjoying the evening breeze, with the lights stretching behind him, and his eyes filled with the beautiful girl who was enjoying the prosperous and healthy life with him.

What he could see was the girl's fair profile. The wind was blowing the tips of the girl's hair and caressing her chin, but it tickled Pei Shizhi's heart.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, and just as the girl was brushing her hair, his hand touched the back of her hand.

The two were stunned for a moment, looking at each other subconsciously, both panicked, one hurriedly retracted his hand, and the other lowered his head, his cheeks flushed. There is ambiguity in the wind.

"I have been busy during the day and have neglected you. Don't blame me."

Pei Shizhi was a man after all, and he was the first to speak to break the silence, and there was something unnatural in his final voice.

Lin Zhiyu glanced at him awkwardly, then lowered his head, "Your Highness, please don't say that. Today's gathering of officials is not only a celebration for Your Highness, but also an unshirkable burden."

The more Lin Zhiyu talked, the more distressed she became.

Lin Zhiyu's words touched Pei Shi's heart. The situation in the court was changing rapidly and turbulent. Every word needed to be cautious. In the long run, few people would not feel tired.

"Besides, His Highness didn't prepare delicious snacks specially for me. I liked the chestnut cake so much that I ate the whole plate."

Pei Shizhi was so embarrassed that he had not prepared it.

But his mother was worried that his heart was attached to Xie Yiwan and ignored Lin Zhiyu, so she prepared it in his name.

There is no man who doesn't like a considerate girl, who will always be tolerant of his neglect and cold treatment, and will always wait for his return with open arms.

Pei Shizhi recalled the scene where he met Song Tian at the banquet in the daytime.

As an outsider, he couldn't tolerate Song Tian's arrogance and wanted to slap him in the face and teach him a lesson in public.

But Lin Zhiyu not only accepted everything without caring, but also gently persuaded him and calmed his anger.

He originally thought that Lin Zhiyu was someone who didn't understand etiquette and was not good at the stage. However, after getting along with her, he realized that there were few women in Beijing who were as kind and knowledgeable as her.

Pei Shizhi was full of pity and said, "Has the injury on your wrist healed? In the past few days, you have been busy with the banditry in the sea. I haven't seen you for a long time. If it is still not healed, I will send someone to find better medicine for you."

Lin Zhiyu smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness is so caring, how can it be bad? I have kept His Highness's instructions in mind, and I have not let up for a day, and finally there are no scars."

To prove it, Lin Zhiyu rolled up his cuffs without anyone noticing, and his white lotus-like forearms seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light against the moonlight.

Pei Shizhi is not an indifferent young man with a rough head, but because he has tasted the wind and moon, he can better understand the impact of this small arm around the neck.

Pei Shizhi's mouth was dry, and he was afraid of being seen as anxious. He looked away and said seriously: "It doesn't matter even if there are scars."

Lin Zhiyu mistakenly thought that she had offended him, so she awkwardly rolled up her sleeves and lowered her head.

Pei Shizhi noticed something, and felt pity and softness in his heart, "Yaoyao, you don't have to be so reserved when you are with me. Your Majesty, Your Highness, calls me. Have you forgotten that we are already engaged? In a short time, I will be yours." Husband."

Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Lin Zhiyu felt strange, and he became the cautious, quiet and considerate person he was before.

This was just right for Pei Shizhi, but in the end he preferred her to be like a little bird, hanging around him and trying her best to make him like her.

The dull life suddenly became lively.

But she tentatively said, "Then I'll call you brother Shizhi, is that okay?"

No one had ever called him that, and Pei Shizhi found it strange, "You still don't know my small handwriting, do you?"

The girl waved her hands quickly, "How could I not know! I call you brother Shizhi... just because..."

His face turned red to the base of his ears, and his voice became soft.

Pei Shizhi's throat tightened.

Then he heard the girl's nice voice explain, "Because other people who are close to you call you by your small names, I want to ask for something different, something exclusive for me... Your Highness will think that I don't understand etiquette, and it's not a big deal." Not young?"

She looked at him with hope, her eyes were like glass, clean and transparent, making it impossible to refuse him no matter what.

Pei Shizhi didn't want to refuse, so he followed her heart's desire and gently held her hand, "From now on, I will be your brother Shizhi."

Lin Zhiyu suddenly developed a chill, and it was really not an easy job to seduce people by being pretentious.