The Pei Mansion.
Elder Pei was wielding his brush in the study.
He and Elder An were both former imperial tutors, and now they were both living in retirement.
However, because Elder Pei was an upright man and had offended many people, he was not highly respected by the court officials in the capital.
As time went by, few visitors came to the Pei Mansion.
"Grandfather."
Pei Yunlu greeted him with a faint smile.
Elder Pei stroked his beard and laughed, "Have you been to the Prince's Mansion?"
Since there were only the grandfather and granddaughter in the study, they didn't need to be cautious when speaking.
Pei Yunlu nodded. "The Princess of the Prince's Mansion gave me a pair of oriental pearls, so I went there to return the favor."
This was a proper excuse for reciprocity and should not arouse suspicion.
Elder Pei nodded and motioned for her to come and look at the big characters he had just written, "A Perfect Match"!
It was also written in wild cursive.
Yesterday, he saw the Flying Flower Rhyme written by Ning Yuwang in the palace at Chu Heyao's place. It was imposing and the wild cursive was smooth!
On a whim, he also wrote a calligraphy in cursive.
"It's a pity that I didn't let you take this newly written calligraphy over!"
A look of regret flashed across Pei Yunlu's eyes. "Next time, granddaughter will convey grandfather's good wishes."
Elder Pei shook his head and motioned for her to sit down. "Yunlu, you shouldn't go to the Prince's Mansion anymore."
Both Pei Yunlu's appearance and her background had to be kept hidden.
In fact, all three of them - Elder Pei, Yan Zhao, and Pei Yunlu - were well aware of this.
If Emperor Chu found out that Yan Xi from that year was still alive and that her current appearance was extremely similar to her mother Wen Sui.
He would surely not spare Pei Yunlu, nor the Pei Mansion and the Prince's Mansion that had concealed her identity.
"Yunlu knows. I just wanted to personally bless elder brother and sister-in-law!"
Pei Yunlu lowered her head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Grandfather, do I have to hide my identity for the rest of my life? Will I always be just Pei Yunlu and never be able to be Yan Xi again?"
She had asked this question before, and the answer was always the same.
But she was not willing to accept it. Why should she have to live in hiding for her whole life?
Elder Pei sighed. "Yunlu, just wait a little longer."
Just wait.
Wait until Pei Yunlu stopped asking.
Or wait until Yan Zhao found a solution.
In the main courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.
Ning Yuwang stared blankly at the water image. "So, Pei Yunlu is Yan Zhao's younger sister."
Since that day, she had used her magic to follow Yan Zhao and saw from the water image that Yan Zhao and Pei Yunlu were "hugging".
Then she cut off the water image.
Unexpectedly, just now, after she had an unpleasant argument with Yan Zhao.
When she returned to her room, her spiritual power fluctuated due to anger.
When she was stabilizing her spiritual power, she casually made a spell gesture.
The water image suddenly appeared, and this time there was even sound.
Coincidentally, it was showing the scene of Pei Yunlu and Elder Pei.
Ning Yuwang frowned and thought carefully. It should be that during the meeting between Yan Zhao and Pei Yunlu, the small magic had transferred to Pei Yunlu.
She didn't really want to watch at first, but the sound from the water image made her happy. After all, it meant that her spiritual power was recovering.
As she listened, she became more and more at a loss.
She had misunderstood Yan Zhao for two whole days and even gave him a cold shoulder and said she wanted a divorce.
The thousand - year - old dragon Yuwang gave an embarrassed smile: Should she apologize?
It was a pity that she had no experience.
But luckily, there was the "versatile" Aunt Wang in the Prince's Mansion.
Ning Yuwang was not ashamed to ask for advice. "Aunt Wang, what should I do if the Prince is angry?"
At that time, Aunt Wang was making small desserts in the small kitchen. She shook off the excess flour on her hands. "What?"
So it was Zhao'er who had made the Princess of the Prince's Mansion angry!
Before Ning Yuwang could show her guilt, Aunt Wang rushed out like the wind. "Princess, don't be angry. I'll go and scold him for you."
Ning Yuwang: "?"
This way might not work.
She propped her chin and sighed. It was Lianye who couldn't bear to watch anymore and asked A San on her behalf. "What should we do if the Prince is angry?"
A San, who had a lot of experience, said, "Offer a humble apology with rods on one's back!"
He had personally seen A Da and A Er make a "big mistake" half a month ago. According to the rules of the Prince's Mansion, the two of them should have been whipped fifty times.
Later, A Da tricked A Er into learning the ancient way of "offering a humble apology with rods on one's back". In the end, A Er was whipped twenty more times than A Da!
But the Prince had forgiven them.
Lianye had only asked what to do if the Prince was angry.
Naturally, A San didn't know that what she really wanted to ask was how to coax the Prince.
However, Ning Yuwang took it seriously.
"The Princess wants to offer a humble apology with rods on her back?"
Yan Zhao, who had been scolded by Aunt Wang for no reason, listened to Lianzi's report in disbelief.
"Who came up with this idea?"
Wanwan had just said she wanted a divorce from him!
Yan Zhao didn't believe it. He thought it was Aunt Wang's idea, trying to make him go and coax Wanwan.
But he didn't dare to go and see Wanwan. He didn't want to hear the words "divorce" from her mouth.
In just a few days, Yan Zhao seemed to have forgotten that he had once suspected the change in Ning Yuwang's temperament.
From initially suspecting her fearlessness to now being reluctant to let her leave.
Lianzi's eyes darted around and seemed to stay on A San for a while.
But in the end, she didn't say it. "The Princess requests the Prince to go there."
In the main courtyard.
"My Prince."
After being used to seeing Ning Yuwang's anger in the past two days, Yan Zhao tightened his lips and tried not to show a smile when he suddenly saw her being so humble.
He pretended to be cold and replied, "Yes."
"I wrongly blamed you."
Ning Yuwang held a rod as thick as her wrist. "If the Prince is still angry, you can beat me up."
Her real body was "tough - skinned" and she was not afraid of this kind of pain at all.
Yan Zhao almost couldn't hold back his smile. He took the rod. Wanwan was really honest.
This rod was solid!
"Where did my wife go wrong?"
When he looked up again, there was a hint of water in Yan Zhao's eyes. He seemed extremely aggrieved, and the corners of his eyes and ears were tinged with red.
"Everywhere."
A familiar tickling feeling welled up in her heart. Ning Yuwang couldn't help but reach out and cover his eyes. "Don't look at me like that."
When he looked at her like that, her guilt deepened.
"Wanwan, I can't see you anymore."
Although his voice was soft, it was like fireworks exploding in her chest, and her heart obediently started beating violently.
"Are you going to bully me again?"
Ning Yuwang stammered in reply. "When did I ever bully you?"
"You wrongly suspected my relationship with Yunlu, wouldn't let me enter the bridal chamber, and even wanted a divorce from me!"
As he complained one by one, Ning Yuwang couldn't help but take a step back, and her hand also let go of his eyes.
She saw his wet eyes full of grievance. "Isn't this considered bullying?"
Ning Yuwang bit her lip and refused to let go. She was already feeling guilty. "I know I was wrong. I will never bully you again."
She bit down a bit too hard, and there seemed to be a faint trace of blood on the corner of her lips.
"Really?"
"Really." Ning Yuwang licked the blood from the corner of her lips and added, "Ziyan, don't be angry anymore."
Now it was Yan Zhao's turn to stammer. He coughed in surprise. "Wife, call me that one more time."
"Ziyan?"
Ning Yuwang tentatively called out. Her red lips were suddenly blocked by him, and her tongue was caught and led to move with his. "Mm!"
By her ear, the warm breath was intoxicating. "Wanwan, you're not allowed to bully me in the future!"
Yan Zhao stared at the small wound she had just bitten with hot eyes. There was a faint trace of blood oozing out. "I'll help my wife treat the wound."
His flexible tongue licked the wound and swallowed the faint trace of blood. But a faint heat welled up from his chest.
His eyes were also filled with desire. "Wanwan, does it feel better?"