Chapter 387 Returning to the Emperor

This kind of cognition rekindled hope in Pei Ziheng's originally depressed mood.

Her body still belongs to him alone. It is said that women are always loyal to their first partner. Maybe given time, she will finally be able to accept him like she did in her previous life.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, which was really good news.

What he didn't know was that this was not virgin blood at all, but Feng Kun's plan.

[You have to do it realistically, let Rao Rao cut your finger, make Pei Ziheng think that this night is your first time. ] Feng Kun said calmly to Xia Ling, [In this way, he will think that he is the only man who has touched you, and the child in your womb will be safer. ]

So Xia Ling adopted his idea.

Although she didn't want to deceive Pei Ziheng, compared to the child's life, these were nothing important.

After that day, the relationship between the two became somewhat delicate.

Pei Ziheng still took good care of her, but it seemed that there was something more, and he often looked at her with gentle eyes like his wife. "The entire Pei family is waiting for me to marry." In his spare time, he accompanied her and patiently peeled fruit for her. "After you died, I once told them that I would never marry. Now if I am willing to get married and have children, , even if the target is only a commoner, they will be happy."

He didn't tell her how many games there were and how much pressure he was under.

She just needs to know that the Pei family welcomes her, even if that welcome is an illusion created by him with painstaking efforts.

Xia Ling could hear the implication behind his words.

"It's good to live alone," she said, her eyes drooping to hide her emotions, "Marriage is just asking for trouble." She glanced at the fruit in his hand and changed the subject, "I don't want to do that today. Eat peaches."

He put down the already peeled peaches and replaced them with apples: "This?"

"Oranges." She took an orange from the fruit basket and a knife to peel it herself. Recently, she likes to eat sour food very much, and they say that sour food is hot for women, maybe she is pregnant with a boy. Thinking of this, her expression became much gentler, with a calm look on her face.

Pei Ziheng looked at her, somewhat lost in thought.

In this life, she is actually not as stunning as in the previous life, but for some reason, she has a more mysterious and charming brilliance, just like a piece of shining jade in the long river of time, not gorgeous, but durable.

He took the knife from her hand and said, "Wound your hand carefully." Then he helped her peel the orange.

Xia Ling didn't insist and let him go, sitting next to him silently in a daze.

"You didn't like doing things with your hands before," Pei Ziheng lowered his head, the golden orange peel dragging down in his palm, showing his perfect knife skills, "Why do you want to peel the oranges yourself now?"

"It's boring," she said.

"Do you think it's boring at home?" He cut the oranges into slices and handed them to her, "Shall I go out with you to play?"

Xia Ling lowered her head and thought for a while. "You're busy at work, forget it," she said. "Besides, there's nothing fun outside. I'm almost rested and want to sing."

He was startled, then smiled: "Return to the Emperor?"

She nodded slightly. Even though she was reluctant to do so, she must return to the Emperor now. She must have free space to contact the outside world so that she can get in touch with Feng Kun. If there is anything in the future, it will be easier for her to communicate with her. She had to do this for the sake of her children.

Seeing that she was really willing to return to the emperor, Pei Ziheng felt unexpectedly happy. After thinking about it carefully, I felt that maybe something had changed that night when she was drunk. Her body already belonged to him, and her heart would slowly return. "I'll ask Chu Chen to bring the contract." He stood up and called Chu Chen directly.

Not long after, Chu Chen appeared in the living room with the contract.

There are several thick pages with black and white writing.

Xia Ling didn't read the content at all. It didn't matter whether she read it or not. It was all Pei Ziheng's will. She took the pen and signed her name directly under the contract.

It was a strange feeling. When the words "Ye Xingling" fell on the white paper, it seemed as if something was broken from the bottom of my heart. The slight sound was painful. She recalled signing her name on Tianyi's debut contract two years ago. At that time, she was high-spirited and full of hope for the future, telling herself that she would never be able to return to the Emperor no matter what. But what about now? After going round and round, I still can't escape this cage.

She stretched out her plain white and slender hand, closed the contract, and handed it back to Pei Ziheng.

Pei Ziheng looked at her with satisfaction, his eyes full of tenderness: "Open the champagne tonight to celebrate."

There's nothing to celebrate. She said: "I just want to find something to do and relax. I don't want to be a queen anymore, and I don't want to gain popularity and fame. Don't make the schedule too full." After a pause, she added, "Maybe I can't make any money for you. How much."

"I don't care." Pei Ziheng was still very gentle, "Just use Chu Chen as your agent. He will make arrangements according to your requirements."

Chu Chen heard from the side and nodded slightly to her. He was not too surprised by this arrangement. Pei Ziheng usually assigned the most valued artist to him. It used to be Xia Ling, then Xia Yu, and now there is Ye Xingling.

But she was unhappy: "I don't like Chu Chen." Even in front of others, she was not polite.

The expressions of Pei Ziheng and Chu Chen did not change. She had had many conflicts with Chu Chen when she was still a trainee of Tianyi. Her displeasure was obviously expected by them.

"He is the best manager," Pei Ziheng said, "Be good."

Although he was trying to coax her, it was clear that there was no room for doubt.

Xia Ling sighed in her heart. It seemed that she would still have to look at this snobbish manager in the future. She misses Sister Maina so much. Even Lin Yunan is much better than Chu Chen. Unfortunately, Chu Chen is Pei Ziheng's confidant, and Pei Ziheng will never allow her to escape his attention.

Now that she knew she couldn't resist, Xia Ling had no choice but to accept it, said nothing more, and turned around to go upstairs.

Chu Chen and Pei Ziheng were left downstairs.

"She is a little willful, how hard it is for you." Pei Ziheng said to Chu Chen.

Chu Chen said respectfully: "Boss, you are too polite. It is my responsibility to take good care of Miss Ye." He did not know that Ye Xingling was Xia Ling, but it was enough to know that she was the boss's favorite woman. So what about hard work? It was not so easy for him to climb to where he is today and become the boss's confidant.

Pei Ziheng patted his shoulder.

Chu Chen is an ambitious man who wants power, money, and standing on a high place for thousands of people to admire him. Pei Ziheng satisfied him with all these, giving him a high enough position and enough power. He only had one requirement: to take good care of the woman who belonged to Pei Ziheng. Chu Chen is very smart and has always done well.

Pei Ziheng felt relieved when he handed Xiao Ling over to him.