The moment he heard that sentence, Sun Jingfei was stunned and he said in a lost voice: "Master!"

But after calling out the "Emperor", he was stunned for a moment, as if he felt something, and stared at Pei Yuanhao with wide eyes.

His reaction was not slow.

At this time, if Pei Yuanhao really asked him to take his brother who was less than two hundred to kill, he should be worried, because that was to let them die, but things had reached a desperate situation and it was impossible to solve them with ordinary methods. If the war was going to be dangerous, it would be a way to survive.

So - surrender!

He thought about it again, his eyes became clearer, and he looked at Pei Yuanhao: "The emperor means to let the villain..."

Perhaps because of blood loss, Pei Yuanhao's face became paler and even his expression seemed a little tired. He waved his hand gently: "You go down first, I have something to say to you, I have to explain to you."

Sun Jingfei originally thought Pei Yuanhao would explain the matter clearly to him, but after only getting this sentence, he was a little unwilling to accept it, but he didn't dare to disobey the emperor, so he could only hesitate to retreat. I walked over and closed the door, then turned around and saw that he was unsteady and was about to fall down while shaking, so I hurried over to support him.

He looked up at me, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I didn't say anything, just held him back to the bed. He was still breathless and looked up at me: "Do you understand what I mean?"

I shook my head first, then nodded again.

He looked at me and said nothing. I was silent for a moment. Then I put my hand back, slowly stood up straight, looked at him with a complicated expression: "Since I entered Jixian Palace and realized that Lord Nangong was also among the rebels, the civilian girl has been trying to find ways to delay time, but-"

"But what?"

"..." I looked at him: "Will we really have reinforcements?"

He, the Supreme Emperor Pei Ji and the Prince Nianshen were trapped in the palace. Without the hand and oral instructions of these three people, the personal soldiers of the Imperial Camp would not be dispatched by anyone, and the other soldiers in the imperial city were controlled by the Ministry of War, but the Minister of War Nangong Jinhong himself had already participated in the rebellion... Although I was not desperate, I couldn't help but think about whose reinforcements we could wait for?

Are we really reinforcements?

Pei Yuanhao looked at me calmly for a while, and then said, "There is a saying: Planning is for people, and success is for heaven."

“…”

"You have done everything you should do, and God will help you make a decision."

“…”

I looked at him with some surprise.

Pei Yuanhao has always been a person with great confidence. Although he talked to those profiteers in Yangzhou about the truth and conscience of heaven, I know that it was what he used to suppress those people. For the people of the royal family, heaven is themselves, and their decision is God's will.

But now, he will actually tell me, "Planning depends on others, and success depends on heaven."

Could it be that he was really in such a desperate situation that he began to pray for God's blessing?

After a moment of silence, I nodded gently and turned around to leave.

As soon as I turned around, I felt a sank on my wrist. When I looked back, I saw that Pei Yuanhao once again grabbed me with his injured hands and bloody hands.

He looked up at me, with a faint smile on his face: "You really, just watch me bleeding like this?"

“…”

I was so stumbled by his question.

It seems that I really forgot.

After all, since he woke up and saw the wound, I have been speculating all kinds of things, and I have been ignoring the most basic thing - he was injured.

He looked at me like this, and he could no longer ignore it. I took out my handkerchief, sat down beside the bed, and held his hand.

At this time, the blood had slowly stopped, and I could see clearly that the wound in his palm was cut by a sharp blade. The smooth wound was not too big, but because of his several efforts, the wound was even more cracked. I wrapped his palms with a handkerchief, but I thought it was still not possible, so I lifted up the corner of my clothes, tore off a piece of fabric from my underwear, and bandaged his palms carefully.

He kept looking at me while I was doing these things.

Even if I didn't look up, I could feel his gaze. It was not as hot as before, as if he was as quiet as he was now, and I had no strength, so I didn't have to worry about running away or avoiding it.

Suddenly, he whispered, "I know, what are you thinking."

My hands trembled slightly.

There was a faint curve at the corner of his mouth, but there was not much corresponding smile in his eyes. He said, "But now, it's not the time to talk about these."

“…”

"Wait until everything is over, if, you are willing to listen-"

My heart moved slightly and I looked up at him.

He looked at me as if serious: "As long as you want to listen."

“…”

I looked at him silently for a while, then lowered my eyes, quickly treated the injuries on his hand, then got up and walked out without saying a word.

He just sat back quietly, without opening his mouth.

When the door was closed, the person was still unable to breathe, as if he was strangled by an invisible hand.

He may not know. I have already learned some things from Pei Ji, maybe he doesn't even know them, but there are some things that even Pei Ji may not know. But he said - as long as I am willing to listen.

But, no matter what he said, I did not forget a fact.

The deeper the entanglement, the harder it will be for me to get out of it.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath, got up and walked forward.

As soon as I walked past the corridor outside, I was about to walk directly to the front hall, but I heard a familiar sound from the empty door leading to the corridor on the side.

"Just do what you should do, and you don't have to report to me all the others."

My steps stagnated.

This sound is, Yang Jinqiao?

What is she doing here?

I walked over subconsciously, but before I could get close to the door, I saw Sun Jingfei's figure flashing by. He seemed to have stepped forward anxiously: "Miss, I am just--just worried about you."

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"No matter what, I can't let the lady have something to do, I can't let the lady suffer any harm. But I really don't know what else I can do."

Sun Jingfei and Yang Jinqiao?

I was a little surprised, and almost stopped intuition, and then I heard Yang Jinqiao's cold and hard voice sound: "Miss? You seem to have gotten the identity of this palace wrong."

"… Concubine Ning, Empress."

"Sun Jingfei, I might as well remind you that some things you do are to do, and if you do more, you will be arbitrary."

“…”

"You are a person who works in the palace and around the emperor. I don't need to remind you of these things."

“…”

"You think it through yourself."

After saying that, she walked past Sun Jingfei and walked straight to the door here. Before I could dodge, I ran into her head and pushed open the door and walked out.

When she saw me, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, but she was not at all panicked, and she didn't even feel embarrassed to be knocked out. Her eyes were almost as cold as ever. She just looked at me and walked away from me.

And I still can't recover.

Sun Jingfei...to her?

My mind was in chaos for a moment.

Sun Jingfei, he is an eyeliner placed in the palace by Yang Jinqiao. It is no longer a secret. Even the emperor and the empress know it very well, but I never thought that he would actually treat Yang Jinqiao—

I stared blankly at the other side of the half-open door. Sun Jingfei stood there stiffly, with his broad shoulders and tall back, but unexpectedly he seemed a little lonely.

Just now, Yang Jinqiao's words were not rebuked, but they were undoubtedly the coldest words in the world.

It is enough to freeze all the hard work of people.

He was like he was frozen into an ice sculpture, and there was no movement for a long time. Until he could not stay any longer, he slowly turned around, with a trace of unretreated pain on his face, and when he looked up, he met my gaze.

He was stunned.

I came to my senses and should have avoided it or pretended not to know, but when I met his eyes, it was too late.

He said, "Miss Yan."

"Brother Sun..."

I was still hesitating about how to explain how I would appear here, but he looked at me and smiled relievedly, saying, "If Miss Yan wants to tell the emperor, please wait until the matter is resolved."

“…”

"It's my delusion that I have nothing to do with Miss Ning."

“…”

"I--"

Although he said this, I had a feeling that he didn't seem to be in a hurry to confess his love, or to help the person he loved to cut off and eliminate danger. Instead, I felt that he was just - just wanting to tell someone and make what he said clearly.

But some people refuse to listen.

And some of them are not something he can tell sincerely.
To be continued...