Chapter 516 Aftermath

The little house in the willow forest was very cold at night. The owner had a charcoal stove, but it was not warm enough. Xin Yi was used to living in the capital and could not bear the cold. He only washed away the dust with a wooden bucket and tapped two rows of silver teeth.

Shivering, he climbed onto the couch and rolled his body into the bed.

She opened her mouth to call Fu Jiuqu, but found that she couldn't call the prince or her name here.

He gritted his teeth and called out.

"Brother Ninth~"

After a while, the door opened, and Fu Jiuqu was silent, looking for something in the baggage.

The farmer's couch was a bit low, and he looked particularly tall and straight through the thin curtain. Xinyi silently stared at this familiar figure, shrinking his body as much as possible to leave him a wider space.

The firelight flickered slightly.

A wisp of light fragrance lingered, making the originally damp cabin feel much more comfortable.

Xin Yi sensitively caught the scent and inhaled it.

It was her favorite "Sunny Day", a warm fragrance specially prepared for her by Hu Man. She chose this name because it smelled like sunshine, pleasant and pleasing to the heart.

Today's departure from Beijing was unexpected. There was no time to prepare anything. All the luggage that had been packed before was in the eldest princess's mansion. Xin Yi could not bring anything with him, so he became dissatisfied with Fu Jiuqu.

She was very surprised when she suddenly smelled the fragrance.

"You still bring incense?"

Fu Jiuqu hummed softly.

After a moment, he said again: "Don't dare to neglect your affairs."

Fu Jiuqu sat down on the edge of the couch, and the man's weight made the thin wooden couch sink.

Xin Yi's cheeks felt inexplicably hot, "I see there is hot water on the stove, please go get a bucket."

"No need." Fu Jiuqu's voice contained no emotion or fluctuations, "I'll just take care of it."

Xin Yi didn't know what to say.

Although she is not very dirty, this man has a little bit of mysophobia...

That's right, I have the same mysophobia as Ninth Brother, even worse than Ninth Brother.

The sound of slurping water was particularly loud in the silent space.

Xin Yi took a few deep breaths to adjust his emotions and keep himself calm.

Fu Jiuqu moved very slowly, scrubbed and soaked his feet, then slowly got on the bed.

Xin Yi felt the force of his lifting the quilt, and when he moved in slightly, he stopped.

"Is it cold?" Fu Jiuqu asked.

Xin Yi stared at his own shadow in his eyes and shook his head.

Fu Jiuqu laughed, "Are you afraid of me?"

Xin Yi then smiled and said, "Turn out the light and lie down. If you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

Fu Jiuqu stared at her for a moment, smiled slightly, turned around and flicked his sleeves, and the world fell into darkness.

He lay down on the side of the couch without pulling up the quilt. He only took the cloak that Xin Yi had taken off and covered himself with it.

Outside the house, the snowy wind whimpered and blew the auspicious beasts on the roof, the surrounding willow branches danced wildly, ghosts cried and wolves howled...

The feeling of lying in a lonely village came over me.

Xin Yi closed her eyes silently, listening to the sound of the wind, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The two were lying side by side. The man was motionless, as quiet as if he wasn't breathing. This silence made her dare not move, let alone make a sound...

In the quiet space, the coldness of the winter night seemed to penetrate the thin quilt. Even though she was wearing clothes and holding the quilt tightly with her hands, the chill still penetrated into the quilt like a sharp arrow...

The night is very late and people are very cold.

Xin Yi curled up his legs and hugged himself into a ball.

There was a sudden weight on my body, and something was covering the quilt.

Xin Yi stretched out his hand to fumble around and found that it was the cloak he was wearing.

"Why did you give it to me? Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Fu Jiuqu's voice was calm, "Didn't you say that I am angry? I am a righteous man, so it's okay."

Can you still joke at this time? It’s snowing in the middle of winter, and it’s going to freeze to death.

"I'm not that old-fashioned. In the face of life safety, the protection of men and women is not worth mentioning." Xin Yi said, taking the initiative to lift a corner of the quilt and cover him.

"Let's get together and talk about it one night."

Fu Jiuqu didn't say a word, didn't fuss, and smiled lightly.

"If you're afraid of the cold, don't stand like a coffin board and stay closer to me."

Xin Yi stiffened, "What did you say?"

Fu Jiuqu smelled the familiar warm fragrance and said lazily: "A hot chest can be rented or sold. It all depends on the lady's pleasure..."

Xin Yi frowned, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

"Forget it, women are thin-faced." He sighed helplessly, moving closer to Xin Yi, and his warm breath seemed to fall on his forehead.

"Shall I hold you? There is no charge."

"..." Xinyi's ears were burning.

She couldn't see his face in the darkness, but his voice was the one she was extremely familiar with - a lazy tone with a little smile, the music of the prince and grandson's sheng and Xiao in the carved railings of the painting pavilion, and the laziness of countless midnight dreams.

The person in Eleven looks the most affectionate.

Her heart was beating wildly without rhythm, and her hands and feet were so tense that she didn't know how to position them.

"Is it still cold?" Fu Jiuqu's arm suddenly came around and pulled her into his arms, "Is this better?"

There was no light, no vision, only the warmth of each other squeezing her lung capacity, her breathing became tense, and her whole body seemed to be on fire.

His body is warm.

But she couldn't help but shudder.

"Alas!" Fu Jiuqu's sigh was filled with the intimacy and pampering that only a beloved woman can have. "You don't have to be so guarded against me. Although I am not a gentleman, in this cold weather, I really have no other interests except sleeping.

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Xin Yi's face burned, and she subconsciously wanted to deny it.

But the big hand patted her arm gently, as if coaxing a child.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Xin Yi's lips moved, but he still didn't say anything. He huddled up and pretended to be an ostrich. He kept counting from one to one hundred in his mind, not letting the slightest bit of charm related to Ninth Brother occupy his mind.

However, in just one hundred counts, she never succeeded. Often, before she could count to ten, her mind would be taken away from her, and then she would start over again, over and over again, until she fell into a daze and fell asleep...

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At dawn the next day, the three little ones arrived at Fu'an Yuan neatly.

Her Royal Highness the Princess's eyes were bloodshot and she didn't sleep well all night.

She only received news about her son last night. He came back and kidnapped her daughter-in-law despite her wishes. Now the imperial army is searching for him all over the city. Maybe the news has reached the ears of the officials.

As soon as day breaks, Zha Zi will probably arrive at the official's desk.

Zhao Yuqing was so angry that she wanted to beat up the unfilial son, but she was so angry that she was her biological mother. What else could she do except follow his "instructions" to deal with the aftermath?

She has to bear the reputation of this evil mother-in-law.

She was the only one to deal with the official situation.

"Alas!" Zhao Yuqing looked at the three well-behaved children in front of her, and then thought about her bastard son, and couldn't help but sigh.

"You three are all good children, so I won't give you any more advice. When you go to Yangzhou, you must not be willful or cause any trouble to your mother and Uncle Fu. Do you understand that?"

The three little ones all claimed it was.

The eldest princess's eyes fell on Yi Nian.

I don't know what I thought of, and suddenly sighed.

"You are the eldest brother, you have to take good care of your younger brothers and sisters."

After thinking about it, he nodded in agreement, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes.

"Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess, should take care of herself while in the capital and write frequently."

This child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed, and he acts like a grown-up all the time.

What makes Zhao Yuqing sad the most is that with his life experience, he is afraid that he will never be able to bear the surname Zhao in an upright and dignified way...
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