The atmosphere in the carriage was very dreary.

Pei Jinzhi put down the scroll in his hand and said lightly: "Tea." “

Rong Xia, who was sitting opposite, raised his head and glanced at him, and after thinking for a long time, he reluctantly made a cup of flower tea for him.

"Hot!" Pei Jinzhi frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

"It's good to let it dry for a while, do you want me to blow it for you?" Rong Xia glared at him angrily.

Pei Jinzhi was silent again, he turned the celadon cup in his hand, and asked in a very calm voice, "Are you angry?"

"Ha, it's hard for the young master to finally find out about this!" Rong Xia is a very soft and cowardly character, and he has never lost his temper when getting along with others, and this time he can say such mocking words, which shows that he is really angry.

"Okay, then tell the young master, why are you angry?" Pei Jinzhi raised his head and looked directly into Rong Xia's eyes with a smile.

Rong Xia pursed his mouth, feeling that this person was really asking knowingly.

"Why is Ah Xia angry, doesn't the young master know? Dissecting emotions or anything is really not Rong Xia's forte, so at this time, she couldn't help but feel a burst of embarrassment in her heart. But Rong Xia also knows that there are some things that he doesn't understand, and it is not okay to say them!

"Why didn't the young master say to the young grandmother and the people outside: I, we are not that kind of relationship?" Rong Xia puffed up, and said bluntly to Pei Jinzhi with a little trembling voice: "The young master has a great favor to Ah Xia and Ah Xia's family, Ah Xia has always regarded you as a brother, and has never thought of becoming your ...... Young grandma may have misunderstood, but why don't you explain it to her, young master?"

Pei Jinzhi looked at Rong Xia, who was anxious and a little incoherent, and the corners of his lips that were originally smiling unconsciously tightened, and he showed a smile that seemed to be not smiling, as if he had completely seen through what Rong Xia was trying to hide: "Brother, does Ah Xia really only regard me as a brother? Lying is not a good boy." ”

When Rong Xia heard this, an obvious panic flashed on her face, and she thought hard that her mind had already been seen through by him? Suddenly, a wave of fear and shame drilled into Rong Xia's heart, but the matter had come to this point, Rong Xia could only insist that Qingshan would not let go, and her heart was ruthless, and she nodded her little head hard.

"That's a pity, young master, I don't regard Ah Xia as a sister!" Pei Jinzhi sighed, the little girl he had liked for many years was an elm pimple character, just like the pouted Wang Ba, whether he was explicit or implicit, he was not open.

Rong Xia listened to Pei Jinzhi's words, and her heart suddenly became sour, maybe she never regarded herself as a relative in Pei Shenzhi's heart, she was self-inflicted......

Seeing that the little girl showed a face that was about to cry, Pei Jinzhi's brows jumped fiercely, and his evaluation of Rong Xia's sluggishness couldn't help but be one level higher.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed her tender little nose as he usually teased Rong Xia.

"Silly girl, don't you understand, I've been playing with your idea for a long time!"

Maybe at first he was just cooking for Rong Xi, but as time went by, Rong Xia's kindness and cuteness, gentleness and softness, as well as her meticulous care for herself, blended into Pei Jinzhi's life bit by bit. He is also an extremely clean and stingy person, and he never wants to let go of what he grasps in his hands.

Hit my mind!

Rong Xia echoed this sentence in her mind over and over again, she blinked and blinked, and then as if she had been hit by a thunderbolt on the head, she fell back and fell back, revealing extremely shocked eyes, didn't she hear it wrong? Didn't she understand it wrong? Did Pei Jinzhi really mean that? Rong Xia took a deep, deep, inhaled a breath, her heart was very confused, excited, sad, bitter, and a trace of joy that she wanted to ignore but actually existed.

The person who has been cautiously secretly in love suddenly told himself that he had been making his own idea for a long time.

Rong Xia's mood at this moment is really difficult to express in words.

So in the following time, the carriage fell into a stagnation for a long time.

Rong Xia leaned against the wall of the car, not knowing what he was thinking. Pei Jinzhi slowly drank the flower tea in his hand, with the elegant appearance of a noble son.

I don't know how long it took, but in the end, it was Rong Xia who spoke first.

"The young master already knew!" Summoning all the courage he had left, Rong Xia asked with red eyes, "You are so smart, you must have seen it a long time ago!"

must have known for a long time that he secretly liked him.

Pei Jinzhi was rarely silent.

He looked at Rong Xia's red eyes and excited look, and Wei Wei raised her eyebrows.

It turns out that I have been seen through a long time ago! I think I covered it up well.

Rong Xia's lips had already turned completely pale, and she trembled lightly uncontrollably, and a tear ran down her cheeks, leaving half embarrassment and half deep disappointment with herself.

Pei Jinzhi actually didn't understand why Rong Xia looked so sad. She is not a child who will hide her thoughts, her love for herself is almost clear at a glance, and this is also something that Pei Jinzhi can't understand, the other party likes herself, but she is very resistant to becoming her own woman.

What a contradiction.

Stretched out his hand to hold the girl who was silently crying on the other side in his arms, Pei Jinzhi's face brought out twelve points of tenderness, and he whispered in Rong Xia's ear in a coaxing tone: "Ah Xia likes the young master, and the young master also likes Ah Xia, let's be together, the young master will be good to Ah Xia!"

Do you really like me? Rong Xia felt how thin this kind of liking was, it was not a man's liking for women, but just a kind of exclusivity of his. At this moment, Rong Xia's heart suddenly quieted down for some reason, and there was no longer those fierce feelings, she pushed away Pei Jinzhi and looked directly at him with red eyes, but her head shook firmly from side to side twice: "We can't be together." ”

Pei Jinzhi looked at her quietly as if he hadn't heard it at all.

Rong Xia wiped the tears on her face and said, "I used to like the young master, but that's because I'm young and ignorant, and I won't like you in the future, so ...... So ...... "So you have to give up that thought as well."

Pei Jinzhi began to feel a little angry.

Is it really too much to spoil her?

"It turns out that Ah Xia is such a kind person!" Pei Jinzhi sighed softly. It's like being abandoned by someone closest to him.,It looks very pitiful.。

"The affectionate person is the young master!" Rong Xia was unmoved this time: "Young master, you already have a wife!"

And your wife is now working hard to conceive for you.

"Does this have anything to do with the topic we're discussing?" Pei Jinzhi tilted his head, but the expression on his face was really incomprehensible.

For men in this era, having three wives and four concubines is simply a matter of course, and those as smart as Pei Jinzhi are completely unaware of the true meaning of Rong Xia's words. He married Qiao Sulan because of her background, family, and the political help she could bring to him. For his wife, his requirement is to raise his eyebrows and respect each other. He gave her respect, decency, and the honor of being a wife. But for Rong Xia Pei Jinzhi is another feeling, it is like it from the heart, like her laughter, like her crying, like her secretly looking at her sight, like to hold it in her arms and want to pinch it.

"Because the young master already has a wife, Ah Xia must not be with you!" Rong Xia said in a very firm tone.

Pei Jinzhi frowned, feeling that today's Axia was a little uncute.

"Do you want me to divorce my wife for you?"

When Rong Xia heard this, he felt sad again. Because in the meaning of this sentence, doesn't sadness also include the meaning that you are not worthy of being my wife at all?

Even if you like it again, for Pei Jinzhi, she is still just a slave in the Hou Mansion!

"Young master, I liked you, but I like myself. Rong Xia raised his head and said in an indomitable tone: "I have never thought of becoming anyone's concubine, nor have I ever thought of sharing a husband with anyone. If the young master still has a trace of friendship for Rong Xia, this kind of thought will definitely not be repeated in the future. Otherwise, Rong Xia would have to leave the young master immediately, or ...... Or is it dead......"

This clear refusal and threat finally made the last trace of smile on Pei Jinzhi's face disappear.

He didn't expect that after wasting so much effort and going around so many circles, this little girl was still so stubborn and ridiculous.

"Stop-" Pei Jinzhi's cold voice suddenly sounded.

After a few moments, the car shook slightly, and sure enough, it stopped.

"Get out!" Pei Jinzhi said lightly.

Rong Xia sniffed hard, looked at him deeply, and pushed the car door and went down without looking back.

"Miss Xiaoxia, what's wrong with the young master?" He An asked worriedly.

Rong Xia was in no mood to answer him, shook his head, and quickly returned to his carriage.

Gong He, who was lying in the car and biting each other's tails boringly, saw that Rong Xia was back, and they were very happy to greet him, and his mouth also made a joyful watery sound.

Rong Xia touched their hairy heads, and then lay down on the bed.

She buried her head deep in the soft pillow, she tried to endure it, but the tears still flowed disobediently.

Rong Xia felt that her heart was very painful.

It hurts more than falling from a tree and breaking my head when I was ten years old.

It hurts more than when I kicked my heart's feet for the second master, and even more painful than when I almost broke my legs when I knelt down on the gravel road.

Rong Xia felt that she was so sad that she was about to die.