This menstrual affair was menacing, and when Fu Guiyi got up the next day, he felt sore, and the pain in his abdomen was unbearable, and he almost couldn't stand up.

When Su Lin came in to serve and change clothes, she could see at a glance that she was at the end of the crossbow, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and her brows could not be stretched for a moment when she was bound her chest.

Su Lin wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and persuaded her to take a leave to rest today.

Fu Guiyi shook his head lightly and said with difficulty in refusing.

She wasn't that weak, and it took a while to get used to it.

Fu Guiyi also had abnormal abdominal pain when she was walking around with her father in the past, she can't and is not qualified to slow down everyone's progress because of this little thing, let alone sit in the carriage to rest peacefully.

From the moment she decided to take the place of her brother in the face of a man, she thought of herself as a man.

Besides, if she suddenly asks for leave and does not go to the study, someone will definitely notice the abnormality, and if someone suspects something, everything will be wasted.

Seeing that he would be able to find his brother back soon, Fu Guiyi couldn't afford to make a mistake.

Caution has become an instinct engraved in her bones.

Su Lin saw that she was resolute, and it was not easy to persuade her, so she secretly glanced at the palace maid outside, and the man nodded and left quietly.

Dressed neatly, Fu Guiyi pursed her pale lips and walked out, just stepping out of the threshold of the East Palace, Zhao Qing rushed to stop her.

"The nobleman stays," Zhao Qing panted, but he didn't dare to delay the business, and threw it out word by word: "Tai, Taifu occasionally felt cold yesterday and took a three-day vacation." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ordered all the princes to stay in the palace for three days to study on their own, and not to move around at will. ”

When Fu Guiyi heard this, his eyes wandered between Zhao Qing and Su Lin suspiciously, and he didn't see anything in the end.

"Got it." Fu Guiyi turned around and walked back.

The two glanced at each other, Zhao Qing ran back to the front court without stopping, and Su Lin hurriedly followed Fu Guiyi into the room.

"There are three days off, the nobles don't have to bind their chests, and the slaves and maids will come to change your clothes." Su Lin said that she was about to start pulling Fu Guiyi's clothes, but she grabbed her wrist.

Fu Guiyi's eyes were cold, and the words he said were even colder: "You went to ventilate and report the news?" ”

Su Lin shook his head and quickly denied it.

Fu Guiyi's eyes sank slightly, and he didn't see any flaws after looking at it for a long time, but he didn't believe it in his heart, most of the coincidences in the world were deliberately done by people with intentions.

"Don't be smart, I don't need to." Shaking off Su Lin's hand, she approached the inner room with a cold face and without saying a word.

Fu Guiyi did not untie the white silk on her chest, although it was a constraint for her, it also gave her a sense of security in a strange place that was better than nothing.

She didn't have to go to the study, and she still didn't slack off on her studies.

No one forced her to work hard, it was she who wanted to learn more. As an empire that has been inherited for thousands of years, Nanling has too many wisdom crystallizations and great inventions.

Before Fu Guiyi came to study this time, he thought that Pei Jing was just making a show, but he didn't expect that he was really willing to share this valuable knowledge selflessly, especially some bow-making skills.

She was intrigued and hoped that one day she would be able to turn her idea of a repeater into reality.

Sometimes Fu Guiyi also wonders, isn't Pei Jing afraid that these people will learn to go back and deal with Nanling in turn?

In fact, what Fu Guiyi was worried about, Pei Jing had already considered, but he calculated deeper and farther.

What he learned from these sons was just scratching the surface, in order to throw bricks and attract jade.

Give a little sweetness first, if you want more, you need to exchange other things, the cavalry of the Fu family, the mines of the Chi family, and the people of the Wu family...... Etcetera.

Of course, if anyone dares to have different intentions, Pingjin Hou Etu is a lesson from the past.

He was unwilling to hand over the method of forging weapons, and he also wanted to collude with the Northern Barbarians to establish himself as the king, how could Pei Jing tolerate it, and quickly wiped out his entire clan with the power of thunder.

It is a deterrent and a warning.

However, coercion always falls behind, and the use of force and coercion may be able to achieve temporary results, but the consequences are quite great, and if it is not done well, it will be a second war.

He wanted to find a gap among the sons of the people who entered Beijing and pry the entire group of princes.

Pei Jing asked them to send things willingly, make their own knives, and stab through the corrupt gate valve clan in Nanling.

Fu Guiyi has nothing to investigate all of the above, she is immersed in her own world, trying in vain to use books to isolate Pei Jing's influence on her.

This sitting, the sun is imperceptibly hidden in the sky, and there is no moon tonight.

When Pei Jing returned to the East Palace after a busy day, he walked to the west wing room as soon as possible, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Fu Guiyi picking up the lamp in front of the desk, holding a book and looking serious.

The calm candle flame shone steadily on the place where she was, a soft glow on her face, and darkness enveloped her back.

Light and dark are intertwined, and a thought of gods and demons.

Pei Jing stood in the dark, looking at the light, his heart had never been so peaceful.

"Why don't you light one more lamp?"

He walked out of the shadows, came to Fu Guiyi's side, glanced at the book from her hand when he snatched it, and recognized it as the historical record in the "Six Records of Nanling".

Fu Guiyi froze for a moment, and quickly let go of him.

Pei Jing gave an order, and the house was instantly lit up, and the palace people rushed in, and the dinner was arranged in a short time.

Fu Guiyi was brought to the table by him and sat down next to him.

"I heard that you didn't call for dinner, because you were not feeling well?" Pei Jing sandwiched a chopstick stew of mutton for her.

Fu Guiyi secretly complained in her heart, the mutton tasted strong, and she didn't like to eat it the most on weekdays.

blamed her for being too focused on reading and forgetting the time, but now it's good, and she ended up eating with Pei Jing.

"I'm not hungry." Fu Guiyi picked up the chopsticks and pretended to touch the meat in the bowl, and put them aside.

Pei Jing saw that her face was full of resistance, and her face suddenly sank.

The first time she entered the East Palace, she couldn't eat and vomited repeatedly.

He became angry for no reason.

I was not treated by Fu Guiyi like this, and I saw that he didn't even have the appetite to eat?

But he finally knew that he was not feeling well now, so he forcibly suppressed the fire in his heart, and personally took a piece of mutton and sent it to Fu Guiyi's mouth.

The smell was in his nose, and Fu Guiyi almost didn't spit it out on the spot.

Her brow twisted into a twist, and she struggled to tear open her glued teeth, holding her breath, and biting her lips trembling.

At the moment when he was about to enter, Pei Jing's hand retreated, and Fu Guiyi bit into the air.

"You don't like to eat, why don't you say it." He said in a deep voice.

Pei Jing's slightly cool gaze turned into an invisible rope around her neck, giving her a slight sense of suffocation.

She closed her mouth stiffly, lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment, and replied softly: "If you don't like it, can you not do it?" ”

Pei Jing heard the meaning of her words, and sneered: "It's also said, how can everything go well in the world." ”

Fu Guiyi bit her lower lip and stopped answering.

The wordless silence spread between the two, and Pei Jing never served her a dish again.

Finally ended this long dinner, Pei Jing brushed his sleeves away.

Fu Guiyi waited for him to leave and secretly annoyed, why did he bother to be angry for a while, it was just a piece of mutton, why couldn't he bear it.

She was impetuous, and the words on the scroll were invariably muddled, and finally turned into Pei Jing's black face.

It wasn't until Su Lin brought a register and a bowl of soup and medicine before falling asleep that Fu Guiyi's heart fell to the ground.

Because he didn't have to go to the study for the next two days, Fu Guiyi also lazily lay in bed for a while in the morning, and inquired that Pei Jing went out early in the morning and would not come back until the evening.

Only then did she secretly loosen the silk cloth that bound her chest, and her swelling chest was instantly relieved, and her breathing was much lighter.

For a whole day, she did not go out, hiding in the house to study the names that had been extracted from the register.

She thought that Pei Jing would not come back last night because he was bored, but he appeared on time before dinner in the evening.

This time, Fu Guiyi made up his mind, unless he caught □□ poison, he would have to eat it hard.

Unexpectedly, Pei Jing ate very quietly during this meal, and he didn't see mutton on the table, and he didn't condescend to serve her vegetables again.

Pei Jing didn't speak, Fu Guiyi couldn't make a sound, she silently buried her head in eating and accidentally ate it.

Su Lin brought a bowl of tea to dissipate, with a few bubbled roses floating on it, and the faint floral fragrance washed away the smell of sandalwood, which made her feel refreshed.

Pei Jing left in a hurry without saying a word after finishing his meal, he seemed to be very busy.

The atmosphere in the East Palace also became a little tense, and everyone was cautious in their words and deeds, with solemn expressions.

Fu Guiyi noticed the abnormality, and became more and more reluctant to go out, only caring about his own one-acre and three-point field.

On the third day, her health improved a lot, and Pei Jing once again stepped into the West Wing at dinner.

Fu Guiyi was not surprised, and spontaneously and honestly sat at the round table and waited obediently for the meal.

"The doctor said that you are cold, and it is the root of the disease that hurt your body when you were a child."

After withdrawing the meal, Pei Jing didn't leave immediately, but sat aside and suddenly spoke, and asked thoughtlessly: "What's the matter?" ”

Fu Guiyi was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly: "That year, the Northern Barbarians asked our tribe to hand over more than half of the livestock, and they also forcibly abducted the school-age women in the clan. My father disagreed, uprooted the camp, fled overnight, and when I was being chased by them, I accidentally fell into the river. ”

Pei Jing sighed after hearing this, and his expression did not move at all.

Fu Guiyi's expression became confused, and the events of that winter appeared in front of her eyes, she fell silently into the icy river, and she was too weak to cry for help.

It was dark and oppressive underneath, and she thought she was going to die like this, with the undercurrent surging and the clattering of horses' hooves.

If it weren't for the fact that my brother found the empty space behind his father's horse in time and returned to look for her despite the danger, I am afraid that she would have become a pile of dry bones under the glacier by now.

His eyes gradually moistened, Fu Guiyi blinked, lowered his head and forcibly forced back the tears.

"It's all gone." Pei Jing grabbed her wrist and said in a deep voice: "There is no Northern Barbarian in the world, and you will not be displaced from now on." ”

In a word, Fu Guiyi's eyes turned red.

Only when people have experienced displacement and precarious days can they know the value of stability.

Therefore, Fu Guiyi never thought of becoming enemies with Pei Jing and Nanling.

In fact, she didn't have a hard time, her father and mother always took special care of her because she was born weak, and the best things in the clan were used by her, otherwise it would be difficult for her to grow up safely.

Pei Jing's rough hand slowly moved up, casually playing with Fu Guiyi's soft palm and five fingers, and said casually: "You don't have to worry, you can make it up for it if you take care of it." ”

Fu Guiyi was rubbed so uncomfortable that he didn't dare to withdraw his hand, so he could only pretend not to care about it and let him handle it.

Pei Jing can't see her coldness and coldness, calm and self-contained indifference, and prefers her annoyed and angry, or her charming face.

As soon as he used his hand to lift the person to his knees easily, Fu Guiyi couldn't stand the force and fell on his chest, his face changed.

Pei Jing smiled, and his big hand moved up the arc of his back, and finally stopped at the back of his neck.

Fu Guiyi suddenly slammed into her hands, and her shoulders shook uncontrollably.

Pei Jing pinched the tender flesh on the back of her neck lightly, as if to appease, more like teasing. He leaned over and pecked Fu Guiyi's back ear, and the person in his arms trembled even more.

He continued to tease proudly: "I just found out that you don't have any thin calluses on your hands, like a princess who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers, so why are your archery skills so outstanding, is there any secret method that hasn't been told to me?" ”

Spit out a trace of hot air like a brush scraping against the sensitive and delicate skin, Fu Guiyi's facial features were twisted into a ball, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't say a word.

Pei Jing didn't let her go, and teased her in a low voice: "Fu Shizi is born with a bodhisattva heart, why don't you tell me well, huh?" ”

Fu Guiyi stiffly squeezed out a sentence: "I—I don't shoot arrows much." ”