"I'm fine, thank you." Swallowing the bitterness in my throat, I slowly sat up and whispered thanks to the people around me.

After a long time, I didn't hear a reply, but I felt that the breathing sound in my ears was inexplicably aggravated, and the other party seemed to be a little ...... Agitated?

Looking up suspiciously, he couldn't help but be stunned - isn't this man wearing a viet hat the son of the Fu family that I talked about with Shen Youlan just now?

So close that I could even see his face through the thin veil - I have to say, a very beautiful man.

This kind of beauty, regardless of gender, is simply a biological instinct for the appreciation of beautiful things, and people can't help but look at it a few more times.

However, when I met his eyes, I was suddenly reminded of my senses—how could I somehow feel that the way he looked at me was quite unusual?

Avoiding his gaze, I turned my head to look ahead; Jiang Zhuo was standing on the other side from a distance, holding his arms, looking at me silently, his expression was cold, but there was a love in his eyes that taught me not to understand.

I also looked at her fixedly, a little aggrieved in my heart, and I don't know where the temper came from, knowing that she was waiting for me to pass, but I just held my neck and didn't want to move, as if I was competing with her.

Unexpectedly, she was always calm and indifferent, and she did not immediately turn away; The slender eyebrows frowned slightly, the thin lips pursed, and they looked at me quietly, as if they were stubborn compared to me tacitly.

It is rare to see her so persistent and willful, and she actually taught me that those gloomy and bitter slumps were swept away, and the corners of my lips were subconsciously bent.

At this time, I also clearly saw that her dark eyes were shining, and the corners of her pursed lips seemed to be softening.

"This young lady, but the author of the poem?" It's a pity that my eye contact with Jiang Zhuo only lasted for a few breaths, and then Fu Gongzi interrupted.

"Uh, uh-huh...... "Why does he still remember this stubble?" I admit that it is not, and I deny that it is not, so I was perfunctory, just thinking about trying my best to find a reason to get out, so as to ask Jiang Zhuo why he left suddenly.

But this Fu Gongzi seemed to be determined to oppose me, and when he heard the words, he pulled me and refused to let go, and asked long and short questions vigorously, and I don't know why-didn't it mean that the men of Dawu all follow the way of being reserved and virtuous?

I was bent on asking Jiang Zhuo for an explanation, and I was impatient to deal with him, so I simply didn't care about any face etiquette, I broke away from his hand, opened some distance, and asked bluntly: "This son, you and I have never known each other in our lives, and we have no friendship, what kind of system is this kind of pulling and pulling?" If it's all right, I'll take my leave. ”

He saw that I was resolute, so he stopped moving, straightened his clothes, and replied: "My surname is Fu, from the Guanlan Fu family, and my mother is the current emperor; I heard about the talent of the young lady and intended to recommend it, but I don't know what the young lady thinks? ”

――So, you took a fancy to my talent and planned to recommend me to Fu Yunchong? Or is it the person standing behind Fu Yunchong?

Raising the name of the emperor, don't you think that I will rush to obey?

Unfortunately, I'm not one of those people who expects to rise to the top with poetry.

I know how many pounds and taels I have, and I can foresee how she will react if I am really brought to Kwong Xiqing...... Thinking about it like this, I can't help but be secretly amused.

"I think...... Not so good. Shaking his head, he simply refused the invitation of this Fu Gongzi, and I had no intention of being angry with Jiang Zhuo again, and I was about to leave.

You might as well have that Fu Gongzi grabbed my sleeve, and looked a little unyielding: "Miss, please stay!" ”

"Master Fu, I appreciate your appreciation, but please understand, I am a shallow learner, and I am not interested in the temple, so I am afraid that your kindness will be disappointed." Arching my hand with him, I slowly withdrew my sleeve and barely managed to be polite and explained to him in a kind voice.

"It's not the way to recruit talents, Master Fu, please respect yourself." When the stalemate was stalemate, Jiang Zhuo, who had been waiting in front as if nothing had happened, finally couldn't help but come over to relieve me, which taught me that my anxious mood because of that Fu Gongzi suddenly fluttered - although her words were really a little ruthless for the young man who had not yet left the cabinet.

“…… It's rude. I saw his fingers tremble violently, and the eyes hidden behind the veil glanced coldly at Jiang Zhuo, and then looked at me.

――How can I refute Jiang Zhuo?

Seeing him, he just smiled apologetically and acquiesced to Jiang Zhuo's statement.

After a few moments, he bowed his head lightly and took a step back—there was misplace, anger, and a hint of loss in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, my sympathy was raised again, and before I could say anything, I was grabbed by Jiang Zhuo's palm and dragged away.

The force from the overlapping palms was so great that it hurt, but I couldn't help but curl the corners of my mouth - did she care about me too?

Can her table be regarded as eating?

While calmly telling myself not to be cranky, I began to speculate upside down, and my heart suddenly became nervous, suddenly sweet, suddenly shy, suddenly depressed, and suffered from gains and losses, and did not pay attention to anything else.

When I came back to my senses, I had already followed Jiang Zhuo out of the courtyard and returned to the inn where we were staying.

When I entered the room and sat down, she let go of my hand, her back still cold as jade, but it seemed to reveal a touch of discomfort - perhaps she did not expect her own actions.

"You're back? How was the poetry fair? After dinner, the man asked with a grin as he beckoned his companion to bring us a tub and hot water, as if he were intent on asking for a reward.

I gave her an angry look, but I didn't want to rebuke her, sighed, threw her a few coins, and sent her away—now, the most important thing before me was how to bathe in the presence of Jiang Zhuo.

Although there is a screen, according to her temperament, I will never peep, but the shame in my heart can't be suppressed no matter what, and it bubbles out, and I am so entangled that I dare not continue.

After washing and drying in three or two, he got into the quilt after wrapping his middle coat, covering himself tightly from head to toe, revealing only a pair of eyes to carefully look outside.

She didn't notice my embarrassment, probably didn't care, and told Xiao Er to change the clean hot water, and then came to wash my body behind the screen where I was bathing.

I held my breath and secretly stared at the silhouette reflected on the screen, the sound of water in my ears, although I couldn't see anything really, but my mind couldn't help but think about it...... In the blink of an eye, I pulled the quilt over my head, shutting out the demagogic senses, and only the sound of a drum-like heartbeat resounded unrestrainedly in the dark little world, teaching me to stop fooling myself into acting as if nothing had happened.

- Oh, how can you think about someone's body?

Could it be that he has been in the body of Kuang Xihan, a big pervert, for a long time, and he has also been imperceptibly affected by her?

Although it is natural to be close to the person you like, it is not a gentleman to think about it while others are taking a bath...... If she found out, what would she think of me?

I'm afraid it's harder for me to get rid of the negative impression brought about by Kwong Xihan's notoriety......

When he was upset, his eyes suddenly lit up, but the quilt that covered his head suddenly lifted it.

It took me a moment to get used to it, and then I could see clearly, and at this glance, I couldn't take my eyes off it anymore - perhaps because of the freshly bathed face, her face was flushed with a faint flush, as if she had been smeared with a layer of rouge; The black hair is like a waterfall, the white clothes are better than the snow, and the cold eyes seem to cover a hazy mist, but they are as full as water, and the tenderness is turning, teaching me to rub my eyes vigorously in disbelief.

As if she didn't realize her seductive appearance, she brushed her sideburns absently and asked me suspiciously, "Why did you cover yourself in the quilt?" Is it cold? ”

Without waiting for me to answer, she pressed the back of her hand to my forehead and muttered, "It's a little hot, is it a cold?" ”

"No, I'm fine." Pulling her palm down, I was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at her.

After a while, I couldn't hear her answer, and when I looked up timidly, I saw her half-leaning, her black hair scattered, and her eyes were dark, but I was still holding her hand tightly.

Letting go of my hand, I moved back, leaving a lot of room and said to her in a panic, "It's late at night, why don't you go to bed early!" ”

After speaking, she felt that her eyes were deeper and indescribable.

I chuckled in my heart, and almost bit my tongue: Oh no, how could I have forgotten the complicated and tangled relationship between her and Kwong Xihan!

This invitation, in exchange for any woman to say to her, is not inappropriate, but from Kuang Xihan's mouth, it is a little ambiguous and charming for no reason, as if there are some dirty thoughts...... Even if I had the heart to defend myself, it probably wouldn't help.

At this time, I really hated myself for being wearing Kuang Xihan's skin; But thinking about it the other way, if I hadn't occupied the body of this scumbag little prince, maybe I wouldn't have met Jiang Zhuo, and I wouldn't have lost my heart in a little contact, right?

"It's fine." I didn't dare to look at her eyes, but I didn't wait to refuse, but agreed quietly.

I was so shocked that I turned my head to look at her, but I saw that she had fluttered her sleeves and extinguished the candle flame not far away, which made it difficult for me to read the expression on her face when she said this.

It's just that the aura of peace emanating from her taught me to relax unconsciously, and even with a little luck and some expectations-maybe sleeping with me would be ...... for Jiang Zhuo Isn't it unbearable?