This willow forest house is very cold at night, the master put a charcoal stove, but it is not warm enough, Xin Yi is usually used to being pampered in Beijing, and his body can't stand the cold, so he hurriedly washes off the dust with a wooden barrel, and then knocks on two rows of silver teeth and trembles and climbs up to the couch, and rolls his body into the quilt.

He opened his mouth to call Fu Jiuqu, but found that he couldn't call the king of the county here, and he couldn't call his name.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he called out.

"Ninth Brother~"

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

The farmer's couch was a little low, and he looked particularly tall through the thin tent, Xin Yi silently stared at this familiar back, trying to shrink his body as much as possible, trying to leave him a more spacious place.

The fire flickered slightly.

A faint scent lingered, making the originally damp smell of the cottage much more comfortable.

Xin Yi sensitively caught the fragrance and sniffed.

It is the "sunny day" that she likes, and the warm fragrance specially tailored for her by Hu Man, because of the smell of sunshine, pleasant and pleasant, she took this name.

Leaving Beijing today was unexpected, there was no time to prepare anything, and the luggage that was packed before was all in the eldest princess's mansion, and Xin Yi couldn't bring anything, so he was dissatisfied with Fu Jiuqu.

She was very surprised when she suddenly smelled the fragrance.

"You still have incense?"

Fu Jiuqu snorted lightly.

After a moment, he said, "Don't dare to neglect your business."

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

Xin Yi's cheeks burned inexplicably, "I see that there is hot water boiling on the stove of the lady of the main family, you can go and change a bucket."

"No, I don't." Fu Jiuqu's voice couldn't hear emotions and fluctuations, "I'll just wash."

Xin Yi didn't know what to say.

Although she is not very dirty, this man is a little clean......

That's right, the cleanliness habit is exactly the same as that of Brother Jiu, and it is even worse than Brother Jiu.

The sound of water plucking is particularly loud in the silent space.

Xin Yi took a few deep breaths, adjusted his emotions, and kept himself from being alarmed.

Fu Jiuqu's movements were very slow, he scrubbed his feet, soaked his feet, and slowly went to bed.

Xin Yi felt the strength of his lifting of 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, "Afraid of me?"

Xin Yi then showed a smile, "Extinguish and lie down, if you don't sleep again, it will be dawn."

Fu Jiuqu stared at her for a moment, gently bowed, turned his sleeves back, and the world fell silent in darkness.

He lay down on the side of the couch, did not pull the quilt, only took the coat that Xin Yi had taken off and covered his body.

Outside the house, the snow wind whined and blew the beasts on the roof, and the willow branches around them danced wildly, and the ghosts cried wolves......

The feeling of being a lonely village came spontaneously.

Xin Yi silently closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the wind, unable to sleep for a long time.

The two lay side by side, the man motionless, so quiet that she didn't seem to be breathing, and the silence made her dare not move, let alone make a sound......

In the quiet space, the cold of the winter night seemed to pierce the thin quilt, and even though she was wearing clothes and holding the quilt tightly with both hands, the cold still penetrated into the quilt like a sharp arrow..........

The night was deep and the people were cold.

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

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

Xin Yi reached out and groped for it, and found that it was the robe he covered.

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

Fu Jiuqu's voice was faint, "Didn't you say that I was angry? It doesn't hurt that this king is upright."

Can you still joke at this time? In the winter, when it snows, people will freeze to death.

"I'm not such a rigid person, in the face of life safety, men and women are big

It's not worth mentioning." Xin Yi said, taking the initiative to lift the corner of the quilt and cover his body.

"Let's close the lid and talk about it for the rest of the night."

Fu Jiuqu didn't say anything, didn't toss, and smiled faintly.

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

Xin Yi's body stiffened, "What did you say?"

Fu Jiuqu smelled the familiar warm fragrance and said lazily, "One with a hot chest, which can be rented or sold. It's all up to the lady's pleasure......

Xin Yi's brows furrowed, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

"Forget it, the woman's face is thin." He sighed helplessly, and moved closer to Xin Yi's side, and the warm breath seemed to fall on his forehead.

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

"......" Xin Yi's ears are hot.

Her face couldn't be seen in the dark, but her voice was the kind she was very familiar with—a lazy and shallow tone with a little smile, the rhythm of Shengxiao in the carved column of the painting pavilion, and the most affectionate appearance of the person who lazily called Eleven when he dreamed back countless midnights.

Her heart was beating rhythmlessly, and her hands and feet were so tense that she didn't know how to place them.

"Still cold?" Fu Jiuqu's arm suddenly turned around and took 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 was tense, and the whole person seemed to be ignited.

His body was warm.

She couldn't help but shudder.

"Alas!" Fu Jiuqu's sigh was full of intimacy and doting on the woman he loved, "You don't have to be so defensive of me. I'm not a decent man, but I don't have any other interest than to sleep on a cold day."

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

The big hand patted her arm gently, like a child.

"Sleep, sleep."

Xin Yi's mouth moved, but he still didn't speak, shrunk and pretended to be an ostrich, and kept repeating counting from one to one hundred in his mind, not letting the slightest bit of charm related to Brother Jiu occupy his mind.

However, in just a hundred numbers, not a single success, often less than ten, was taken away from her mind, and then she started again, over and over again, until she fell asleep in a daze......

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At dawn the next day, the three little ones arrived at Fu'an Courtyard in a neat manner.

Her Royal Highness the eldest princess had bloodshot eyes and didn't sleep well all night.

She only received news from her son last night, he came back against the wishes of his daughter-in-law to rob people, and now the forbidden army is looking for people all over the city, maybe the news has reached the ears of the officials.

As soon as the morning dawns, Zazi is afraid that he will go to the desk of the official's house.

Zhao Yuqing was so angry that she wanted to beat up that unfilial son, but she was angry, who made her her a mother-in-law, and what could she do except to deal with the aftermath according to his "instructions"?

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

In the official family, she is the only one to deal with.

"Alas!" Zhao Yuqing looked at the three well-behaved children in front of her, and then thought about her bastard son, and sighed incessantly.

"You three are good boys, so I won't say anything more. When you go to Yangzhou, you must not be willful, and you can't cause trouble for your mother and Uncle Fu, do you know?"

The three little ones claimed to be.

The eldest princess's gaze fell on Yi Nian.

I don't know what I thought, but I suddenly sighed.

"You are the eldest brother, take care of your younger siblings."

Yi Nian nodded yes, lowered his eyebrows.

"Her Royal Highness the eldest princess should also take care of herself in Beijing, and often write letters."

This kid is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed, and he doesn't look like a big person all the time.

What makes Zhao Yuqing sad the most is that with his life experience, I am afraid that he will not be able to be surnamed Zhao in a dignified manner for the rest of his life.......

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