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

Pei Ji spoke casually, as if he were really talking about shrimp balls, but apart from that silly boy Man Xinghe, everyone knew that he was implying something.

The way Empress Dowager Jiang looked at the little girl was enough to make her so feverish she couldn't lift her head.

No one cared whether she ate the shrimp balls or not, or why she didn't.

Wei Nanxun's feelings weren't just shy; they stemmed more from Pei Ji's thoughts.

She didn't specifically mention her almond allergy. The only memory she had was when Zhixia went to buy pastries, and there was an almond-flavored peach shortbread that she didn't touch.

Zhixia seemed to have mentioned it briefly, but unfortunately she couldn't eat almonds; he even remembered such a small detail.

He only told her he liked her once, when she was drunk.

She always thought his affection was light and simple, like that of any man in the world, just a feeling in the moment.

It's often said that if you like someone, you shouldn't look at what they say, but rather what they do.

It turns out that all his affection was expressed in his constant actions and words.

Looking at his profile, Wei Nanxun felt a sweetness in her heart, but more so a bittersweet feeling.

If only he were Ji Shouzhuo, not Pei Ji.

Ji Shouzhuo, all by himself.

Even if the dowry were higher, she would still try to get it, but unfortunately, he wasn't Ji Shouzhuo, he was Pei Ji.

He is the Prince of Su of the Great Yan Dynasty, and he can never belong to her alone.

Pei Ji felt the girl's gaze, and as he turned his head to look, he only saw her jet-black hair and the swaying pearls on her hair ornament.

He pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere at the table suddenly became awkward again, but thankfully Manxinghe was there.

He chuckled and leaned over, taking a piece of osmanthus-flavored glutinous rice lotus root from Wei Nanxun's plate.

"I thought it was only in our camp that people would do this, that food tastes better when it's in someone else's bowl. I didn't know my uncle had this kind of hobby too."

Wei Nanxun didn't have time to protect her lotus root, nor could she explain that she was allergic to almonds, so she could only use a smile to cover up her embarrassment.

This caused *** to burst into laughter, and she put several pieces of lotus root on Man Xinghe's plate.

"Eat up, how could I have given birth to such a silly boy like you?"

Man Xinghe wrinkled his nose: "Mother, why are you criticizing me again? Ah Xun is still here, give me some face!"

"Okay, okay, let's eat quickly."

With Man Xinghe's interruption, the atmosphere became relaxed again, but Wei Nanxun was still very uncomfortable. Apart from Man Xinghe talking to her, she kept her head down and ate, trying to keep her voice and movements as low as possible.

Just listen to their conversation and be a qualified and competent companion.

The meal went fairly well. The palace was located outside the palace, and since it was already late, the mother and son decided not to leave the palace and would stay overnight.

They stayed in the side hall, while Wei Nanxun was arranged to stay in the wing room where she had rested at noon.

After dinner, Empress Dowager Jiang wanted to continue reciting scriptures, and Pei Ji wanted to return to the Imperial Study. *** originally wanted to talk to Wei Nanxun again, but unfortunately, a man dressed as a soldier was waiting outside the palace.

Upon seeing him, ***'s expression instantly became much more serious, and he led that person and Man Xinghe to the side hall.

In an instant, only Wei Nanxun remained, and Lingxi followed her to the back. She hadn't been able to bring Zhixia in again, so she was now being served by a senior palace maid from the Empress Dowager's side.

"Miss, it's still early. Would you like to take a stroll in the garden to digest your food?"

If she were at home right now, it would indeed be early, not time for her to rest, and she would definitely take Zhixia for a walk in the yard.

Playing ball with Little Tiger or brushing its fur, but now we're in the palace.

She was already reserved and timid, let alone taking the liberty of visiting the garden on her own.

She shook her head: "Thank you, sister, but I'll go back inside..."

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a tight grip on her wrist; a hot hand grasped her wrist and led her forward.

Wei Nanxun looked up in surprise, only to see the man's sharply defined jawline, high nose bridge, and tightly pursed thin lips.

She hadn't heard a sound from him at all.

Most importantly, there were so many people around, how could he be so oblivious to everyone else?

"Yes, there is someone..."

She looked around uneasily, only to see that all the palace maids and eunuchs had their heads down, eyes downcast, and none of them dared to look at them.

She felt a little relieved, but was still puzzled: "Your Highness...where are you taking me..."

But Pei Ji didn't answer her; he just led her forward.

He was tall and had even longer legs, and he walked very fast; it took her several steps to keep up with him after each step.

She was out of breath after walking only a few steps, and could barely keep up even when jogging. Eventually, he had to drag her along.

As she walked further and further into darkness, with only the faint light from the eaves lamp illuminating a small patch of light, she grew increasingly uneasy.

Firstly, I really couldn't keep up with him, and secondly, I was unsure of myself.

She finally couldn't help but stop, and with her other hand she grasped his palm, slowly pulling her own hand away.

She thought she wouldn't be able to break free, but she was surprised to find that she gained her freedom very easily; he didn't seem to have used any force at all.

Today is the sixteenth, and the moonlight is perfect, casting a bright white glow that envelops him as if adding a layer of soft light, making him appear even more unattainable.

Pei Ji turned around and glanced at her, seeing that she was panting heavily and really couldn't walk anymore.

He let out a soft chuckle: "Don't you have a mouth?"

Wei Nanxun then realized that he wasn't angry, or rather, he wasn't angry at this moment.

Perhaps it was because there was no one around, or perhaps it was the darkness that emboldened her, but she rediscovered some of the feeling she had when the two of them were in Pingzhen.

She said, half complaining and half reproaching, "You can't walk that fast, can you? Not everyone has legs as long as yours."

This elicited another soft laugh, not a mocking laugh, but a relaxed and cheerful one.

She could picture him smiling, how handsome and charming he would be, but she quickly realized that she couldn't be that close to him.

She turned her head away, looking uneasy, and asked, "Your Highness, where exactly are you taking me?"

"When Manxinghe took you away, were you also concerned about this?"

Wei Nanxun was suddenly stunned before realizing that he was referring to the time when Man Xinghe led her away that afternoon.

He actually saw it.

Moreover, what's with that sour tone? Is he jealous?

So I deliberately held her hand too, and she got angry...

But he is Pei Ji, the regent. He is not an ordinary person. Would he get jealous?

While Wei Nanxun was still in a daze, she heard a low sigh: "I wanted to proceed gradually so as not to scare you, but I still got provoked by that brat."

“Ah Yue, I am a man, not a saint. If I see a woman I admire being intimate with another man, even if he is my own nephew, it is unacceptable.”

"I can feel jealous and unhappy too."

"Ah Yue, don't resist me."