My elder sister forced me to become a concubine; I was reborn and remarried into the emperor's

Wei Nanxun was still relatively conscious. She knew she was resting in the side room, but her head was very dizzy, and the world spun around her whenever she moved.

This wine is indeed very delicious. Although it has a strong aftereffect, it doesn't make you feel nauseous or sick. It just makes you feel dizzy and weak.

If you ask her if she'll drink again next time, she'll probably still want to, but she absolutely mustn't overindulge.

For some reason, after drinking this wine, all I could think about were the things *** had said to her that day.

Even if you want her to forget that person, it's impossible.

He's such a jerk. He doesn't even bother to lie properly; he just makes everything fake.

That way, she wouldn't misunderstand, and she could still hold onto a sliver of hope that he had some genuine feelings for her.

On one hand, she thought that they were both human beings, and she was equal to him. She was beautiful and willing to save him and earn money to support him, so why couldn't he be sincere towards her?

On the other hand, she thought, he was born high and mighty, the most powerful prince of Great Yan, how could he possibly have genuine feelings for a little girl like her?

It seemed as if there were two versions of herself in her mind, pulling at each other, and neither could convince the other in the end.

Ultimately, she was still too insecure. She had already given her heart to the wrong person once, to the person who was least likely to be sincere. Did she really want to go through that again?

Does she deserve his true love?

Wei Nanxun lay on the kang table, one hand supporting her forehead, the other hand reaching for the purse at her waist.

A small jade pendant was hidden inside.

A small jade pendant, bound with a red string, lay in her palm. The jade wasn't very translucent, but it felt cool and smooth to the touch, as if touching it could lower her feverish body temperature.

Most importantly, the jade pendant was engraved with the character "Yue" in a vigorous and elegant style.

He was absolutely right; the mountains and passes are indeed difficult to cross.

He is more difficult to cross than any mountain in the world.

Just then, she heard a series of knocks on the door.

Thinking it was Lingxi who had returned, she shook her head and said softly, "Come in."

Pei Ji had not seen her for seven or eight days since their last parting.

He never knew that a day could feel so long.

Only then did I understand the meaning of "I will never have known love before, but now that I do, I am tormented by it."

He was still hesitating outside, wondering whether to go inside. He had promised her that he would let her calm down for a while.

But as soon as I heard her voice, all my worries vanished.

He had only one thought left: to see her.

Inside the room, the young girl lay on the couch with her back to him, her hands resting at her sides, her wrists hidden by layers of sleeves. Even though he had only seen her back, the desires in his heart receded like a receding tide.

As if afraid of startling her, he walked slowly over until he stopped behind her.

"looking at what?"

So engrossed was he that he didn't even notice when someone came in.

Wei Nanxun's reaction was also much slower. Her lips were a little dry, so she licked them and obediently said, "Look at the jade pendant."

Her voice was already soft, but now the ending note was noticeably drawn out, making it both soft and delicate, like a feather gently brushing against his heart.

It's strange, he used to dislike such charming women, but he likes her no matter what she is like.

And he could tell from her voice that she was drunk.

He clearly only remembered that she liked to drink, and happened to see the fine wine that was a tribute from the Western Regions, so he gave it to her as a gift. His intention was not to make her drunk.

This is really a difficult situation.

A barely perceptible smile flashed in Pei Ji's eyes. He placed his large hand on her thin shoulder, his voice gentler than ever before: "What jade pendant? May I take a look?"

The little girl mumbled something, then adorably tilted her body to the side, holding what she was holding: "No, this is mine..."

"baby."

She pronounced the last two words very softly, yet there was a murmured, enchanting quality to them.

Pei Ji felt a tightness in his throat upon hearing this.

If he had never seen her at her most beautiful, perhaps his resolve would still be intact. But he not only saw her, he touched her, and almost possessed her.

How could he possibly tolerate this?

But soon after, she let out a soft moan, a sound that carried a hint of unbearable discomfort.

"Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"

The little girl shook her head, as if sharing something delicious, then suddenly raised her voice and turned her head, excitedly saying, "It's delicious! The wine is delicious!"

Then she saw him, and was suddenly stunned, as if trying to confirm who the person in front of her was.

She shook her dizzy head, her gaze becoming confused and helpless. Although she could still speak clearly, she was actually somewhat out of it, and her actions were driven by instinct.

As if recognizing Pei Ji, she suddenly stood up and tried to back away.

Forgetting that he had drunk too much, he stood up too quickly and stumbled to the side.

Pei Ji wrapped his long arm around the girl and pulled her safely back into his arms.

The moment I held her in my arms, I felt her real presence, and all the longing and sleepless nights I had endured were redeemed.

Her lips were a deep red and glossy, which made his eyes darken slightly.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "It tastes so good, why didn't you invite me to have a bowl?"

Wei Nanxun seemed to be frightened by herself, clutching her chest and taking small breaths. Upon hearing his words, she pouted.

She actually reached out and pinched his cheek.

The girl was already drunk, and her hands were so weak that it was more like a gentle caress than a pinch.

Throughout Pei Ji's life, apart from the nanny who took care of him when he was young, no one dared to touch his face, let alone pinch it. This would be tantamount to pulling whiskers off a tiger's head.

Just as he was in a daze, he heard the little girl mutter, "It's real, it's not a dream..."

dream?

Does she mean that she also dreams about him often?

Before he could show any joy, he heard her frown and say, "You...you're bad, I won't share with you."

As she spoke, she rubbed the fingers that had pinched his face against his shirt, saying with disdain, "It's so hard, not nice to pinch."

Pei Ji: ...

He was so angry he almost laughed. The dignified regent of the Great Yan Dynasty had his face pinched by a little girl, and he even complained that his skin was too hard and pinched her hand in return.

If his subordinates heard this, they would laugh their heads off.

He mischievously wanted to pinch her back, but when his fingers touched her smooth and delicate face, he couldn't bring himself to do it. In the end, he just gently scratched the tip of her nose.

And just like that, the little girl covered her nose in grievance, her eyes brimming with tears, and accused him: "What are you doing? It hurts so much."

He couldn't help but laugh again; he hadn't exerted any effort at all, how delicate.

He had seen her drunken state before, more than once, yet each time it was different.

This time she seemed more like a little drunkard, a spoiled brat.

She had truly worn down all his temper: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, I won't touch you anymore."

As he was saying this, he was about to let go of her hand and sit further away from her, but as soon as he let go, he felt a tightening around his waist.

The little girl had already rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"I miss you so much."