Chapter 22 Chao Youxin

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As if someone had pinched his neck, Shen Nanbao choked up for a moment. Even swallowing was extremely difficult.

The little lady who was still on the same side noticed something strange and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, this is really unlucky. Fang Fang, we have agreed to ask Mr. Fu to send Sister Bao back. This... although I I’m not a gentleman, but at least I’m doing business now, so I have to pay attention to integrity, so…”

Shen Nanbao was startled when he saw Chen Fangyan's cold gaze. He couldn't help lowering his eyes and answered, "Sister Gu is right. Besides, I also have something to talk to Mr. Fu Xiaoguan."

Although Fu Yaoyu was suddenly arranged by this arrangement, he had seen many scenes and secretly recognized the unusualness among them. He crossed his hands openly, leaned over, and smiled at Chen Fangyan: "Please forgive me, Mr. Chen."

Chen Fangyan didn't respond. He only looked around with his eyes. He didn't know what he saw. He smiled suddenly, and the water in the Peach Blossom Pond was thousands of feet deep. It’s a good place to relax.”

After saying this, Shen Nanbao heard him sigh leisurely again, "Since it's such an unlucky coincidence, that's it. I can only visit you another day and ask for a cup of tea ordered by the second girl."

That's it...

Shen Nanbao was startled when the shocking wave he thought he expected didn't hit him head-on.

But after the shock, there was boundless fear.

This kind of fear did not stop until I sat in the carriage on the way back. I was even shaken by the jolting of the carriage, up and down.

Fu Yaoyu sat tiptoe to tiptoe with her, adhering to etiquette, facing each other. When he occasionally raised his head, he could see the white and slightly green face in the scattered light and shadow.

The eyes on his face are like the rice fields in early spring. When the wind blows, the green light of the rice water is exposed. When the wind passes, they darken and sink again, sinking into the boundless abyss.

Fu Yaoyu opened his mouth with eyes and nose, and said, "What I said before came from the bottom of my heart. Second girl, if you are really in trouble, I can speak to you."

His sudden words brought back her departed soul, so that when she raised her head to look at him, her eyes were like ink that suddenly fell into a clear pond, scattered.

Fu Yaoyu looked at it with serious eyes, "Although it may not be possible, it is better than nothing."

Shen Nanbao thanked him at this time, "I do have such thoughts, but I don't know what happened now, and I'm afraid that I will drag down my elder brother by asking you so recklessly."

Fu Yaoyu scratched his head, "Actually, I know the whole thing, but I don't know much about the details. So, I'll go to my father's place to find out some information first, and then I can talk to the second girl."

Shen Nanbao's eyes lit up in the sky, "Thank you so much, Mr. Fu Xiaoguan."

Afterwards they talked some more, nothing more than drinking tea and drinking tea, and then they went to the Prince's Mansion.

At that time, the sun had already set, and the sky was filled with red, reflecting the scenery of the maple forest. When you glanced briefly, you could see the vigorous, scorching red, burning from one end to the other, making it look like a perfect match. The Prince's Mansion is like a golden paint tray pulled out of thin air.

Just rubbing it into Shen Nanbao's eyes gave her a strange ethereal feeling. Even the feet on the pedals were dancing in the clouds and mist, without a real sense of reality.

Fu Yaoyu's voice came from behind at this time, "Second girl, please wait."

Fu Yaoyu closed the curtain, and the moment he raised his head, he saw Shen Nanbao's focused eyes. In that brilliant background of vermilion and gold, her face was as smooth as silk, and her eyes were as clear as water.

It only takes one glance to clear away all the complexity in his heart.

Seeing him standing there stunned, Shen Nanbao couldn't help but call out, "Master Fu."

A thin and soft sound brought Fu Yaoyu back to his senses, and made him realize his gaffe later, and he bowed victoriously, "Second young lady, it was me who overstepped my bounds. Please don't take offense, second lady."

When Shen Nanbao saw him talking, he crossed his hands and bowed again.

The deeply bent body and the folded arms were distorted into the shape of Shen Wenzhuo under the panicked sky. In a trance, she heard him calling her fifth sister again.

Shen Nanbao couldn't help but smile warmly.

When Xiao Yichen came out, he saw this smile. His face was originally like a deep pool, but now it was soaked black inside and out with the spilled ink!

It was probably because his gaze was so intense that Fu Yao and Yu Rumang were behind him, so he raised his hand and saw him first, and hurriedly bowed to him across the ten-foot-wide path, "Commander Xiao."

These four simple words made Shen Nanbao's heart stagger.

She didn't even have time to cover up the intricate expression on her face, and the slightly astringent styrax incense invaded from behind like a cover, trapping her instantly.

She could feel her stiff body, and also heard his deep voice, which sounded like jade, "Young Master Fu is so leisurely, and he sent his roommate home without any trouble."

The word 'house sister' pierced Shen Nanbao's mind like a needle.

Then she couldn't hear anything or see anything. She stood there with the lost Chi'er, and could only simply feel a dryness, an unknown dryness wrapping around her.

My whole body was covered in sweat, and my neck, back, and even the tips of my hair felt itchy and uncomfortable.

Shen Nanbao couldn't help but put his hands on his cheeks. His cheeks were strangely hot, making his palms even colder.

But before she could feel the coolness, her hand was violently slapped and directed towards the house.

During that staggering moment, she saw Fu Yaoyu's shocked eyes, and also saw Xiao Yichen's back, which was outlined with a circle of gold against the light.

Probably because he was walking too fast, the blurry back had a murderous air, like a sword that is bound to see blood when it is unsheathed.

With a sudden sound, Shen Nanbao came to his senses and shook off Xiao Yichen's shackles.

"what you do?"

do what?

Didn't he ask this?

In broad daylight, the sky was clear, and she and her husband were talking and laughing in front of the mansion, showing that kind of carefree expression.

Isn't she afraid of being laughed at?

Xiao Yichen was furious and looked at her with angry eyes. He saw her covering her wrists and looking at him with red eyes. The anger in her heart was like the gaping kite, which suddenly fell down.

Xiao Yichen took a breath, tried hard to suppress the surging anger, and said in a very calm tone: "Didn't you say that you only met him once? Why didn't I see it like that just now?"

So is he questioning himself?

Questioning what she said?

Shen Nanbao wanted to laugh a little, "It was just a one-time relationship before, but if we meet again afterwards, our friendship will grow stronger."

Seeing an increase?

She thinks that she is the lady who is good at food, and he is her cooking skills, which are amazing!

How many days has he been away?

Is she just flirting with the young man next to her like this?

Does she really want to get rid of him? Do you want to marry someone else so much?

She's been in this situation for a long time and doesn't like him anymore?

The fist behind his back clenched loudly, just like the sound of his teeth grinding, "How come, how many times do you plan to see him again, and to what extent does this affection reach?"

Listening to his sworn questions, Shen Nanbao recalled the scene where he had been almost avoiding her these past few days, and she was sitting around the table thinking about him while leaning on the plates of her delicious meals.

She didn't know how, but hot tears welled up in her eyes, making her eyes blurry. She wiped them with her hands, and the cold sweat mixed with tears became sticky in her hands, but her voice was washed away and became cold.

"How many times I have seen him and how much my friendship with him has grown, it is none of your business, brother. You should just keep your own land!"

When had she ever spoken so harshly?

So when Xiao Yichen listened, he felt as if he had been hit by a violent storm, and he stood there confused and stunned.

Then slowly, he slowly raised his head and looked at Shen Nanbao, looking at her moist eyes. Those eyes were like black stones at the bottom of a gold lamp and silver vat, with water on top and cold underneath. expressionless.

Just like she does to herself.

She doesn't ask him how he has been spending these days, or whether he is okay. She just needs to draw a clear boundary with him, and then she can smoothly spend the rest of her life with other young men.

She thought the same thing.

She was heartless from beginning to end!

It was also covered with ice crystals from beginning to end. No matter how he covered it, he couldn't keep it warm. Instead, it was so cold that it made him tremble and shiver.

It was so cold that it drove him crazy.

He wanted to ask why?

Why is her love so shallow? She doesn't like it anymore when it's no more than a month ago.

She had obviously looked at herself longingly with those Xinxinran eyes.

Why is it different now?

Xiao Yichen weighed his forehead with his hand and found that it was terribly cold there. He couldn't help but close his eyes and said, "Since you call me brother, then I can control you."

Shen Nanbao choked, and after a long while, he stiffly defended himself, "I haven't entered the family tree yet, so you can't be considered my brother."

She saw Xiao Yichen visibly startled after she said this, then he opened his eyes and looked at her.

Those dark eyes were filled with waves of fear that made her tremble.

Shen Nanbao couldn't help but flinch and took a few steps back.

Just after taking a few steps back, she heard Xiao Yichen snort slowly, "Yes, you haven't entered the Xiao family's genealogy yet, and I can't be considered your brother."

Before Shen Nanbao understood the meaning of his words, Xiao Yichen walked over with his feet stepping on the wind and thunder, stretched out his hand, and swept her into his arms.

The warm chest and the rich gold embroidery on the chest, luxurious and brilliant, came into Shen Nanbao's eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, immersed in his strong styrax fragrance, and then struggled, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Xiao Yichen's face was bathed in the distant afterglow, and everything seemed so dim and misty.

But it's just a blink of an eye.

Shen Nanbao heard the rushing sound of wind beside her ears and raised her eyes. The porcelain-like face pressed down and magnified in her eyes, until the long and thick eyelashes were clearly defined.

Then, a cold, soft touch covered his lips.