Miss cousin, she has ulterior motives 23

The dusk is getting darker, like an overturned inkstone, overwhelmingly swallowing up the only light left in the sky. Xihe was hugged by Fu Yu and rode a black horse towards the city gate.

The next day, a motorcade from the capital stopped in front of the mansion.

"Girl, some servants from the capital would like to pay their respects to you in person. Is it convenient for you?" The servant woman looked at Xihe with a flattering look on her face.

"It's inconvenient!" Xiaomei said quickly.

The servant girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help but become nervous because she originally wanted to ask for a reward.

Glancing at the nervous little maid, Xihe put down his script and yawned casually: "It's just gone. Just as the housekeeper arranged it in previous years, he will arrange it this year."

"Hey, okay." The servant girl immediately showed a look of realization and left with an ambiguous expression.

The sky was dark, and the sound of joy coming from the front yard could be heard from far away. Xihe stretched, stood up and threw himself on the bed.

Fu Yu has always kept a clean mind, and in his twenties there is no roommate around him. This made the eldest lady very worried about whether her son had stayed in the army for too long and fell in love with a man.

Now I suddenly found out that there was a girl next to my son, but I couldn't tell who she was from.

But Xihe didn't want everyone to know that he was looking for Fu Yu, so he had no choice but to disappear.

In the evening, Fu Yu came back from the door with a chill.

"Have you eaten?" He never knew what shame was, so he hugged the person in his arms carelessly.

The maids who were serving him immediately lowered their heads and stared at their toes.

Xihe blushed: "Get out of the way, didn't you see me wiping my hair?" She had just finished washing, her hair was still wet, and she was wearing a thin shirt.

Signaling the maid to go down, Fu Yu took the handkerchief himself, eager to try: "I'll help you."

Xihe's face was full of doubt: "Can you do it?"

Fu Yu raised his eyebrows and expressed with actions, of course I can!

A few minutes later, Xihe covered his painful head and looked at him askance, "Can't you do that?"

Quietly hiding the hair that had accidentally fallen out behind his back, Fu Yu coughed lightly and said calmly: "Look, it's already healed."

Xihe laughed angrily: "Then I'll help you too."

She tilted her head back, hooked his neck with one hand, and pulled off his black gold crown neatly with the other hand.

"Little kitten." His eyebrows were flying, with a proud smile on his face.

Xihe: "..." He turned around angrily and picked up a comb to comb his hair.

The person in the mirror is dressed in white, with black hair like a waterfall, and a pair of big, watery eyes on a delicate and small face.

"I'll buy you a glass mirror next time." He put his head on her shoulder, squinting his eyes like a big cat, exuding a lazy aura.

Xihe said "Oh", the so-called glazed mirror is actually a modern mirror, but I heard that it is goods from foreign countries, and the price is extremely high.

"Is there anything else you want?" he continued to ask.

"Yes, I like the silks and satins, the jewelry, and the surrounding servants." Xihe said with a half-smile but not a smile, slapping his big hands away.

The man's big hands continued to wrap around him: "Then we can only go back to the capital. We don't have the conditions here."

After a pause, Fu Yu continued to explain: "The border is not peaceful recently. I don't know the details of another group of people coming in. What if..."

He came close to her face and rubbed it gently: "So I have to wrong you for the time being."

Xihe nodded: "Yes." She also knew that the war would start after a while.