Although Murong Fu was not at ease with the sweeping monk, his fear and hostility towards him had also been eliminated because he was honest with him today and told him so many secrets.
And since he said this, he wouldn't take action against his son even if he thought about it.
"It's really unfortunate that Master came here today. I left my child in Liaoxi County. If Master wants to see him, how about I take you to see him in person tomorrow?"
The sweeping monk knew that there was no need for Murong Fu to deceive him about this kind of thing, so he smiled slightly and politely declined: "I won't bother Mr. Murong, little benefactor, to accompany me on this trip. I can go to Liaoxi County on my own."
A strange color flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, and he couldn't figure out the sweeping monk's intention for a moment.
It would be fine if he generously allowed himself to accompany him, but he still had to go to see Ze'er alone. This move was a bit thought-provoking.
Seemingly sensing Murong Fu's concerns, Li Qiushui said from the side: "Fu Lang, why don't you let me accompany the master on this trip for you?" ?.?????.???
Murong Fu couldn't help but hold Li Qiushui's hand tightly, and the latter put his other hand on the back of his hand and gave him a reassuring look.
After hesitating for a moment, Murong Fu agreed.
The sweeping monk did not refuse Li Qiushui's accompanying him. After saying goodbye to Murong Fu, he left.
When Li Qiushui saw this, she left with her master. However, as soon as her figure disappeared, the sound transmission method rang in Murong Fu's ears: "I am not able to be affectionate with my husband today. It is really not what I wanted. If you are negligent, , Sir, please don’t worry about me, Xiaolei is sweet and sensible, and she has been infatuated with you for a long time. I hope you will never let down your beloved!"
Murong Fu looked at the direction where Li Qiushui and the sweeping monk left, with a wry smile on his lips.
How could Murong Fu not know Xiaolei's feelings?
It's just that there are too many women around him, and he now feels indebted to every one of them. Xiaolei grew up next to Li Qinglu. Although she is only her personal maid and is also in the palace, she has a complicated understanding of the outside world. But I don't understand it at all, it's just like a blank piece of paper.
It happened that this little girl was introverted and shy. Every time Murong Fu saw her, he could not help but feel close to her, but he never thought of hurting her.
At the beginning, Murong Fu just wanted to take Xiaolei with him. Maybe in the future, if he comes in contact with more people and has more knowledge, he will no longer have a filter for himself, but he never thought that this little girl's thoughts towards him never seemed to change. Pass.
Counting the time, it has been almost ten years since he first met each other in the Xixia Palace disguised as Li Yanzong. That young and ignorant girl is now in her twenties. If she were an ordinary girl, I'm afraid The children ran all over the floor, but she was willing to be a slave and stay with Li Qinglu. How much of this was for herself?
Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little forgetful as he thought about it.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
At some point, Xiaolei had already arrived at Murong Fu's side, holding several plates of delicate pastries in her hands and calling to Murong Fu with a worried look on her face.
Murong Fu came back to his senses and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, feeling inexplicably heavier.
"I was just thinking about something, and I was a little lost in thought!"
Murong Fu saw Xiaolei'e frowning slightly, her eyes full of concern, and her heart warmed, and she explained.
When Xiaolei heard that Murong Fu was fine, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a sweet smile. She placed the pastry in her hand on the table and made another cup of hot tea for Murong Fu.
"Hey, where did the princess go?"
After making tea, Xiaolei remembered that one person was missing and exclaimed.
Murong Fu said: "There is no need to worry. Qing'er has gone to Liaoxi County because she is worried about Ze'er. It may take some time before she can come back."
Xiaolei said worriedly: "Did the princess go alone? Then I have to rush over immediately and wait beside the princess and the young prince."
Seeing Xiaolei acting resolutely and leaving immediately, Murong Fu subconsciously reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Hao's wrist is slender, as delicate as fine porcelain.
"King, lord..."
Sensing the warmth coming from her wrist, Xiaolei's cheeks immediately turned red. She looked at Murong Fu shyly and timidly, and her heart was beating like a deer, beating incessantly.
Murong Fu sighed: "There's no need to go. Someone will take care of Qing'er. Now that she's gone, you can't catch up."
When Xiaolei heard this, a look of disappointment flashed across her face, like a deflated ball, she stood weakly aside.
When Murong Fu saw her like this, he knew that Xiaolei must have thought that Li Qinglu no longer wanted her, or that she no longer needed her to take care of her, and he felt sad for this.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel funny: "Qing'er left in a hurry this time, I just didn't have time to take you with me!"
Seeing Xiaolei's expression softened, but still a little gloomy.
Murong Fu thought for a while and then said: "Before Qing'er left, you asked me to take good care of you. It happened that A'Zhu had to take care of Xiao Qing'er, A Bi had to be responsible for Yi An's food and daily life, and I didn't have anyone around to take care of you. , just stay with me for now!"
Xiaolei's beautiful eyes flashed after hearing this, and she looked at Murong Fu blankly, with the words happiness and excitement almost written on her face.
Seemingly realizing that she had lost her temper, Xiaolei hurriedly lowered her head and said timidly: "Your Majesty would not dare to make fun of your maid. How can you let Your Majesty take care of Xiaolei? It should be Xiaolei who takes care of Your Majesty."
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Whatever you say is fine! It's rare that I have some free time today, so I'll stay here in the Yinxiang Courtyard. You go ask the cook to make some side dishes, so that the princess and the others don't have to wait for me!"
After saying that, Murong Fu picked up several plates of pastries on the table and walked to the attic in the courtyard.
Xiaolei saluted behind her and looked at Murong Fu's leaving figure, her heart felt as sweet as honey. She was already satisfied just by silently watching him.
As the sky gradually darkened, the gauze lamps and candles in the attic were lit, and the red sleeves were fragrant. In a trance, Murong Fu seemed to have returned to the palace of the Queen Mother of Xixia, and there was a sense of fragrance and beauty everywhere.
It was obvious that Li Qinglu was a sweet and loving person, but deep down in her soul lived a peerless beauty who could charm all living beings. She just dressed up a good boudoir like this.
I'm afraid that even Kang Min's small courtyard and room are not as interesting as the Xiang Yin Xiaoyuan. As soon as he stepped into the room, especially with the red candles and bright flames, Murong Fu seemed to have come to a land of smoke and willows, and the air was filled with the fragrance of willows. The light sandalwood adds a touch of mystery to the hazy atmosphere. Even if there is no singing and dancing to add to the fun, it can still evoke the most primitive impulses and desires in people's hearts in silence.
After Murong Fu had had enough wine and food, he tasted Xiaolei's craftsmanship and praised her generously.
Xiaolei was delighted when she heard this, and she emboldened herself to give Murong Fu a pat on her shoulders and back.
Murong Fu did not refuse, enjoying the tenderness and emotion hidden in the girl's heart.
