Chapter 543 The strange fragrance of powder

During the festive season, Xin Yi misses her family more than ever. She felt very unstable tonight and couldn't sleep after lying down for a long time.

The weather was sultry, so she opened the west window and let the night breeze flow in, making the hanging bead curtains jingle. Disturbed by the white noise, she felt solemn...

The night is as quiet as water.

Fu Jiuqu came back late, and his slight footsteps were very rhythmic. Every step made Xin Yi feel as if he had been familiar with him forever.

Time and getting along are indeed a terrible thing...

She suddenly realized that she was actually worried about this man.

Fu Jiuqu stopped by the bed, took a look through the gauze curtain, and then silently went to the bathroom.

After staying briefly, Xin Yi smelled an unusual smell of powder mixed with the alcohol on his body.

Xin Yi's sense of smell is not as obviously powerful as her powerful buff, but it is better than that of ordinary people, especially since she has been dealing with medicinal materials for many years and is very familiar with the formula of rouge gouache...

It took almost only a moment for her to recognize that it was an unfamiliar powder.

From her down, all the girls around her use rouge and gouache from their own shop, without exception, so the fragrance belongs to the strange woman...

Xin Yi frowned inadvertently, feeling confused.

When Fu Jiuqu walks in official circles, he will inevitably have some social interactions. Even if he keeps himself clean, there will inevitably be flies and butterflies swooping on him. What's more, she promised fairness, as long as he doesn't cheat on his body and allows him to have his own romantic partner.

Beautiful lady...

Meeting a beauty during the solar term seems to be a good thing.

A man as handsome as him, with a high position of authority, and standing out among millions of people, is sure to attract the attention of girls...

The tide surged in Xin Yi's mind, almost drowning his consciousness.

Several times, she wanted to rush over and question...

I have to endure it for the rest of my life.

The waiting time passed extremely long, as if a century had passed before Fu Jiuqu came back.

There is an Arhat chair in the room, which Xin Yi specially prepared for him. He only needs to take off the kang table on the chair and turn out the bedding to sleep on it. It is spacious and comfortable.

Normally, he would wash up and make the bed smoothly, like an established procedure. Today, he seemed to have noticed something. He sat down on the Arhat chair, drank a cup of herbal tea, and asked her from a distance.

"Ask me something?"

Xin Yi felt suffocated.

The embarrassment of being seen through made her clear her throat before speaking.

"You came back later than before today. Is there any progress in the case?"

Fu Jiuqu was silent. He didn't know whether he was laughing or having some other emotion. His tone was inexplicably brisk, "I thought you suddenly became kind-hearted and cared about me..."

Xin Yi thought about it and said, "Of course I care about you."

Fu Jiuqu: "Thank you! Get some rest early. I will let you know if there is any new progress in the case."

Xin Yi hummed softly and heard him get up to close the window.

There was no wind, the beaded curtains no longer jingled, and the room seemed unusually quiet.

The light in the tent was not too bright, and Xin Yi couldn't see Fu Jiuqu's expression at all, but he didn't make a bed to sleep, but sat back again without making any sound. He didn't know what he was thinking, outlined by a faint silhouette.

Lines, handsome and graceful.

Xin Yi looked at the ceiling of the tent, silently grabbing the corners of the quilt, and abided by the promise in the contract not to ask or interfere in his private affairs.

But it felt like a devil was living in my heart.

He had taken a shower, and the smell of powder should not have been left behind. Unexpectedly, the scent was like a lingering poison, taking root and lingering in the tip of her nose, almost suffocating her.

Fu Jiuqu: "You can't sleep? Or are you feeling unwell?"

Xin Yi hummed lightly, his voice flat, "I'm a little tired today."

Fu Jiuqu: "Would you like Zhou Daozi to come over?"

"No need." Xin Yi said, "Go to bed quickly, it's getting late."

Fu Jiuqu was silent for a moment, "There is a dragon boat race tomorrow, I will help you push it."

These days, Xin Yi has never participated in gatherings of official wives. Pregnancy gave her the best excuse, and no one made any comments about it. Fu Jiuqu was used to it. Even when his wife was required to attend, she would always be there.

The person went forward, acquiescing to her absence.

If it were normal, Xin Yi would be relieved.

But today, I don’t know why, but she suddenly felt a little rebellious.

"There's nothing much to do during the Dragon Boat Festival. It's good to go see the dragon boat race and have some fun..."

Fu Jiuqu seemed a little surprised and stared at her for a long time.

Xin Yi held his breath and said casually: "If it's inconvenient, forget it. Anyway, every Dragon Boat Festival is the same. Making rice dumplings, embroidering sachets, racing dragon boats, painting round fans... it's very boring."

Fu Jiuqu hummed, turned off the light, and lay down.

"You're a month old, so don't bother with it. Go to bed early and get up tomorrow to prepare a family dinner. We'll just celebrate the festival by ourselves."

Xin Yi's body tensed up slightly. After not hearing the man's movement for a long time, he slowly turned over and faced his direction...

"good."

The night is blurry, with a faint light, and there are two worlds inside and outside the tent.

She and he seemed to have become an old married couple.

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They took a rest during the Dragon Boat Festival, but Master Zhizhou was busy with his affairs, so he got up before dawn to practice kung fu, then came back, changed his clothes, and left.

Xin Yi woke up from a bizarre dream where the rice dumplings flew away.

The sun was rising and it was a sunny day.

Xin Yi stretched out and felt like a big stone was pressing in his chest and abdomen.

Her body became much heavier again.

Looking down, I can no longer see the insteps of my feet...

The woman in the mirror was fat and round, with a figure that was so out of shape that she felt strange and ugly. No wonder Fu Jiuqu paid little attention to her recently...

"Madam, you're up..." Xingyuan opened the door and came in. She saw her staring at the bronze mirror in a daze. She was stunned for a moment before she came over and asked cautiously:

"What's wrong, madam? Why didn't you call us to wait on you when you got up?"

Xin Yi took a breath and smiled slightly at the mirror.

"It's okay. Pass the water..."

Xingyuan responded, but she didn't leave.

Xin Yi noticed something strange about her and looked back at her lowered head.

"Just tell me if you have something to do. What are you doing in a daze?"

"Madam..." Xingyuan hesitated, "Master Tongpan brought a young lady to the house. She was very pretty. She said she had something to give to the prince, but the maid noticed her watery and charming eyes.

I feel uneasy, I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

These girls are from Fu Jiuqu, but they have been with Xin Yi for a long time and are partial to her.

"These foxy girls are the ones who know how to cause trouble. They will open a dyeing workshop just for some color. I don't know how Master Jiu got into trouble and came to the house..."

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Ge Yong, the general judge, is an all-rounder and the best at observing people's emotions. Fu Jiuqu always has a cold-faced and cold-hearted attitude. If he and this little lady hadn't looked at each other right, Ge Yong wouldn't have been so big.

You have the courage to bring people into your home. That’s why Xingyuan uses the word “provoke”.

Xin Yi slowly sat down in front of the dressing table and looked in the mirror without making a sound.

"Madam, please speak."

Xingyuan was a little anxious, thinking she was angry and confused, so she whispered some advice.

"Master Jiu loves you the most. As long as she says a word, I will send you away..."

Xin Yi's eyelids drooped slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and said in a slow tone, "Where is the prince?"

Xingyuan said: "I rode out early in the morning and haven't returned home yet."

Xin Yi slowly picked up the comb, "Just wait until he comes back to deal with it."

"Madam..."

Xin Yi glanced at her, Xing Yuan felt the coldness in her eyes, lowered her head, and responded angrily, "My maid, go and pass the water."

Xingyuan went out with his front legs, and Xiang Ling came in with his hind legs.

This little girl came from the stove, carrying the breakfast prepared for Xin Yi, and asked happily:

"Sister, when will the rice dumplings you make be cooked?"
To be continued...