"Sleep, I'm here to watch you sleep." Zhao Yuanting had no intention of leaving, and turned to look at Xia Muyao.

He thought that Xia Muyao would drive him away, but Xia Muyao didn't, she only whispered "whatever you want" and went to bed.

Zhao Yuanting watched quietly for a while, a little unpredictable, why didn't she drive herself away? Thinking about it, Zhao Yuanting walked to the side of the bed, sat down, and looked at Xia Muyao.

Xia Muyao closed her eyes, breathed steadily, and didn't care about Zhao Yuanting's existence.

Zhao Yuanting sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, until he saw that Xia Muyao seemed to have really fallen asleep, then he smiled and got up to leave.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xia Muyao turned over, breathed a sigh of relief, and fell asleep with confidence.

The next day, Zhao Yuanting's dormitory was a little busy, and there were more maidservants, busy cleaning in a few side rooms, and adding a lot of things. These maidservants only regarded Xia Muyao as transparent, and none of them greeted her in and out of the room.

Xia Muyao sat on the corridor, watching these subordinates busy, knowing that this was because Zhao Yuanting's wife and concubine were about to enter the mansion. She counted the rooms, in addition to the main house where she lives now, there are four side rooms in this courtyard, and she doesn't know how to allocate them?

Xia Muyao remained silent until the maids finished cleaning and exited the courtyard, and the surroundings were quiet again.

Zhao Yuanzhong was advised by his mother Fu Jiao, and he didn't dare to come to Xia Muyao's residence blatantly, and the morning was the time for him to go to private school.

No one came, so Xia Muyao spent a lonely morning alone in the dormitory.

When she had nothing to do, she picked up the books brought by Zhao Yuanzhong and flipped through them, all of them were poems that were circulated in the market, and they looked elegant. Time passes quickly while reading, and in a blink of an eye it is noon.

Zhao Yuanting didn't come back for lunch, and someone sent the lunch over and retreated.

Xia Muyao glanced at the meal and had no appetite. and his mouth did not move.

In the afternoon, still dull and boring, Xia Muyao took a nap in the room, then sat on the cloister, quietly watching the sun go all the way to the west.

Zhao Yuanzhong was watched closely by his mother in the end, and he didn't have time to come to Xia Muyao to play.

In the general's mansion, there was a grand dinner in the evening, because Huerhe would bring his troops back to Beihu tomorrow, and Zhao Changgou set up a banquet for Huerhe and Huerhe's deputy generals to practice.

Huerhe was reluctant to come to the banquet at first, but because he had the intention of meeting the little girl, he agreed.

Zhao Yuanting was busy all day, and when he returned to the mansion, it was already dark, and he didn't even have time to go back to the dormitory, so he went directly to the banquet hall. But he was a little worried about Xia Muyao in his heart, she had so many ghost ideas, he was really afraid that she would run out and suddenly appear in the banquet hall.

Therefore, this dinner, he ate a little flustered.

And Xia Muyao in the dormitory was still staying quietly.

Most of the people in the house went to the banquet hall to help, I don't know if they were too busy to mess up, or if the people did it on purpose, no one came to Xia Muyao's bedroom to light the lights this night, and in the quiet courtyard, she faced the darkness alone, looking at the glimmer of light outside the door through the gap in the closed courtyard door.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Yuanting did not come back, so Xia Muyao borrowed a chair and climbed onto the wall.

The light outside the wall soothed Xia Muyao's heart, and she sat on the wall and waited. At this moment, she actually wanted to see Zhao Yuanting earlier, the night was too terrible, and she wanted someone to accompany her.

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Xia Muyao didn't know that outside the courtyard, by the rockery near the banquet hall, Huerhe was standing there, quietly looking at the direction in which Xia Muyao appeared that night, and secretly hoped for a miracle in his heart.