Sure enough, Fu Yu became busy after the Mid-Autumn Festival. He often came back late at night and left on horseback before dawn in the morning. The housekeeper felt very distressed when he saw this, and politely asked Xihe not to pester the general all the time.
Xihe: "..."
So she tactfully reminded: "It's so troublesome to go back and forth every day. How about you just live in the military camp?"
Fu Yu closed his eyes and said "Hmm".
So Xihe felt relieved, turned over and slept soundly.
As a result, she came back the next day still dusty from all the travel. She was covered in a cold wind, and she was shaken up by being held in his arms.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't come back?" She pushed the man's chest.
"Don't make trouble, go to sleep." His big hand pressed her head into his arms, his voice was tired, so Xihe silenced her voice and closed her eyes obediently.
In early September, a small war broke out outside the city.
Xihe put on ordinary clothes and went to take a look at the street. She found that everyone's expressions were very calm and there was no sense of tension. They were going about their business. She even saw a few foreigners with deep eyes and curly hair. .
Later, as the weather became colder and colder, the number and scale of wars broke out became larger and larger.
After every war, the restaurant business on the street is extremely prosperous, and the customers are almost all surviving soldiers.
In such precarious days, there might be no one left at any time, so no one had any worries.
Xihe discovered that even Fu Yu was starting to become clingy.
No matter how late it is, he will come back as long as he can. In the past, the most he could do was give her a kiss, but now he almost misfired several times.
"How about you..." She couldn't bear it.
"Need not."
He lay on her shoulder, and after a while, his heavy breathing gradually became calmer. Finally he hugged her tightly and said, "Go to sleep."
The next day, Xihe woke up and opened the window. The world was white.
Snowing.
This means that that crucial battle is coming.
"Miss, miss, I heard that the crown prince is here." Xiaomei's lively and excited voice came. After hanging out with the servants and women in the mansion for a while, the timidity in her body faded away unconsciously.
"Yeah." Xihe gathered his clothes and turned back to the house.
In the previous life, not only the Fu family was in bad luck, but also the prince who came to watch the battle was demoted to a commoner.
But the real culprit gained the emperor's favor, climbed up the ranks, and became the next emperor.
"Miss, many people went to see it. I heard it was very popular. Why don't you go?" Xiaomei asked.
Knowing that she wanted to go out to play, Xihe smiled and said, "Go if you want."
Xiaomei chuckled: "I will serve you well first."
In the evening, Fu Yu came back a little early for the first time. He opened the cabinet and took out the newly cut red dress: "Change into it and go to the banquet later."
Xihe guessed: "Prince?"
"Yes." Fu Yu nodded casually, and with a gentle tug of his hand, the ribbon around her waist suddenly unraveled. Xihe was speechless.
He slapped his hand away, kicked him out, and ordered the maid to come in.
The snow was falling heavily, and there was a sky of ice and snow outside. The wheels of the car ran over the ground, leaving two deep marks.
Xihe thought there were many people, but he didn't expect it was just a private gathering. Apart from her and Fu Yu, there were the prince and another woman dressed in men's clothing.
"Ayu, who is this?" The prince is a gentle young man with a smile on his face and very kind-hearted.
"Back to Your Highness, this is my fiancée Rou'er. She is young and not sensible. I will ask the Crown Princess to teach her more in the future." Fu Yu raised his wine glass.
The woman laughed when she heard this: "I wonder why you suddenly want to do something to catch the wind and wash away the dust."
She took Xihe's hand, looked around, and said happily: "He is indeed a person like a fairy."
