Xu Mian must have been scrubbed in another place, put on loose casual clothes, walked to the bed and sat down: "Put down the low table and serve food."
Xiao Hong immediately placed a square low table between her and Xu Mian, and then went out to serve the food.
Xu Mian was obviously a little tired. On such a hot day, working outside in official uniform was simply a torture.
Xining picked up a reading book and gently fanned it towards him. The iron chain on her wrist jingled, and she quickly grabbed the iron chain with her other hand while continuing to fan the wind.
Xu Mian was thinking about something. He leaned his arms on the low table and looked at one place to concentrate.
Xiaohong soon brought the food, again with two plates. After finishing one plate, she went to the door and brought another plate in.
Still four dishes and one soup, Xu Mian ate: "This place is not as good as Gu's house. If we have to work hard for a few more days, we will surely have results soon."
Because Furong and other second- and third-class maids also ate with her, she took them away after she was done, and then the maids ate them, so her meals consisted of eight dishes, one soup, and two snacks.
It was a constant reminder that he knew everything about the Gu family.
To say too much is bound to make mistakes. Xu Mian's city is very deep, and the depth is bottomless. Xining didn't want to think that Xu Mian was infatuated with her. Sometimes one step is wrong and every step is wrong, so don’t ask anything. Hold the bowl and continue eating.
After eating, when Xiao Hong removed the bowls and chopsticks, Xu Mian asked for a fan.
He sat next to her and fanned slowly with a cattail leaf fan. The wind blew towards the two of them, but she got more wind.
Xining stretched out his hand to take the fan. But Xu Mian stopped him: "I'll do it."
Even if she wasn't allowed to fan herself, what on earth did Xu Mian want to do?
Xining was flattered, but also felt uneasy. Everything about Xu Mian showed doting, but he was Xu Mian, the commander of Fusi in Beizhen, and the legendary King of Hell. Is it possible that there will be a drama about "the leader of the Jinyiwei falls in love with me"?
Perhaps other men must be terribly moved if this is the case. But things are different when it comes to Beizhen Fusi's overbearing CEO Bingshan. I always feel like there is something else going on, but why? If you want to know something, just go to jail. As soon as she saw the instruments of torture... no need to ask, she would definitely use them all.
"Tsk~" Mo Ming: "What a prospect!"
Xining: "I can't bear the nonsense, so I might as well say it all."
Xu Mian just sat next to her, gently shaking the cattail leaf fan, and the room was very quiet.
Xining asked tentatively: "Are you tired, sir?"
Xu Mian's voice was much softer than usual: "Tired."
Xining was stunned. Sometimes he really couldn't understand Xu Mian and he spoke very directly. If you are hungry, say hungry; if you are tired, say tired; when you are injured, ask if it hurts, and the answer is always "it hurts".
Xu Mian put down his fan, stretched out his arms to hug her, lowered his head and leaned on her shoulder.
Xining...
I was suddenly at a loss, what happened, where was I, what was he going to do?
Xu Mian murmured softly: "Your will is unpredictable. Is the prince guilty?"
Oh, the pressure!
Xining thought for a while: "My lord, just tell the truth and let the emperor make a decision."
Anyway, this is also a matter of the emperor's own family, but there are too many issues involved, such as how many sons the emperor has, whether the prince is smart, and how much the emperor's brain has been burned by the golden elixir.
After a while, Xu Mian said with a slightly nasal voice: "Xin'er, will you leave me?"
Xining was stunned for a moment, there was something in his words. Can this be explained in this way, is Xu Mian trying to trick her into "leaving"?
Xu Mian's arms strengthened and he hugged her tightly: "No need to say it, I got it."
What do you know? She didn't say anything, how could she know?
"What's your name?" Xu Mian asked.
Uh...you don't really know everything, do you?
Xu Mian's hand gently held her neck. At this time, she was already sweating. She only needed to exert force with her fingers, and it would definitely be uncomfortable even if she didn't die. It is not impossible to force a confession by suffocating a person until he is about to die, then letting him go, suffocating him again and then letting him go.
Xu Mian held her neck like this: "The heartbeat is beating fast again. Is it so difficult to say a name?"
Damn it, judging her psychology based on her reaction. Now there was no need to say anything, Xu Mian knew that she was not Gu Wanxin.
Since she started her mission, when she was inside the mission, she could tell that she was not the owner of the body, only Xu Mian.
She couldn't hide it, so she thought about it for a moment and said nothing.
Xu Mian held her for a long time, then finally let go and walked out.
Looking at his tall back, it seemed that he was lonely, maybe it was just an illusion.
Xiaohong came in with a bath bucket, put up the screen, placed a set of obscene underwear and a skirt made of water lake silk next to her, and handed her the key.
When Xining untied the handcuffs and legshackles, Xiaohong took out the saponins in the bath bucket and began to pour warm water into the bath bucket: "Miss, put the clothes you changed next to you. I will wash them tonight. Miss, go back When the time comes, you can change into something clean.”
This dynasty placed too much emphasis on women's good reputation. Xu Mian thought carefully about it. It would be a comfort to the people of the Gu family if he could wear the original clothes and go home.
After pouring the water, Xiao Hong withdrew and said, "I'll wait outside. The lady will give you a call after washing."
I haven't showered for two days. It's a hot day. Even if I wipe myself, I still feel uncomfortable without a shower.
She washed her hair and changed into clothes. She wrapped her long hair in a towel, washed it to dry, and called Xiaohong in.
Even though Xiaohong was just average, she didn't expect to be very strong. She carried the bath bucket out together with the bath water in it. After cleaning up, he came in, picked up the comb and started to comb her hair.
Xining sat at the table blankly. When she came to her senses, Xiaohong who was helping her comb her hair had turned into Xu Mian.
Xu Mian's hands were very light, and when he touched the knotted hair, he patiently untied it.
Xining couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but ask, otherwise it would be really uncomfortable: "Why are you so kind to me, sir?"
Xu Mian combed her hair gently and spoke after a while: "Can you come back again?"
It didn't work anymore, I was so worried that no one was so nice and considerate to her.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Xu Mian asked again after a while: "Can I go see you?"
Although his tone was still calm and unruffled, he seemed to have seen through everything in the world. But the sadness of not being able to see each other in life or death was performed so well that her complex emotions at this time exceeded her fear.
Mo Ming: "Okay, your heartbeat is already 140 beats per minute and is still accelerating."
Xining: "See it, see it? This is the charm. And even if you format it, my heart will not beat faster."
Mo Ming: "Go to hell..."
"If you want to die, you die first." Xining suddenly thought of something: "Come back after you die! How can I become the Lord God?"
Mo Ming: "Do you want him to become the main god so that we can have a chance to meet him in the future?"
Xining: "Don't you like him more than me?"
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