Wei Qingyun replied with his head on his head, and took a team of military generals and ladies who were strong and stubborn and had only seen blood last night out of the inner courtyard and went back to rest and wash.

Xue Yuxiao pushed the door and entered, and the breath he was carrying instantly relaxed. From last night to today, the thoughts in her head and the instructions in her mouth have not stopped, and she is really exhausted, so she reached out and pulled her collar indiscriminately, sat on the rattan spring stool next to the bed, and untied her clothes with her eyes down.

She untied it a few times, but she didn't tear it off, and just as she was a little irritated and about to shout, a hand reached over her right shoulder, and quickly untied the tangled straps.

This hand is pretty good.

Xue Yuxiao's originally somewhat dry mood suddenly recovered, she stared at the hand that changed her clothes, white and well-proportioned, with distinct bones, it looked like a pair of hands suitable for playing the piano and grinding ink...... Much like Pei Lang's ......

Is Pei Lang reading under the window? Which squire is this, and how does it feel so ......

Xue Yuxiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned his head to look, his eyelashes almost touching his cheek. The breaths of the two suddenly blended together, from warm to cold, and then from warm to cold, these two completely different breaths swept on each other's faces, like two snakes that were constantly entwined and resisted to death.

Without waiting for Xue Yuxiao to react, Pei Yuxue took the lead in pulling away from her, leaving only a cold and silent side face.

Pei Lang...... Why do you ......" Xue Yuxiao was quite surprised, "return the pearl and return the sword?" ”

"I'm going to make tea." Pei Yuxue said, "As for returning the pearls...... Since you killed him last time, he doesn't dare to serve you in front of you. ”

"Oh...... I forgot about it. Xue Yuxiao touched the tip of his nose and felt uncomfortable, "Then come on." ”

It is a matter of course to serve the wife and master to change her clothes.

But Xue Yuxiao has not been served by him much, and this time she is shouting "help" all over her body. On weekdays, Xue Yuxiao doesn't say it, and he won't take the initiative to take care of this kind of thing, which causes Xue Yuxiao to feel not so used to his touch.

Xue Yuxiao was sitting, so it was not easy to change clothes. His hand ran over her waistline like a snake, along with the pendant that touched the bottom of the belt. In the sound of the crushing jade, Xue Yuxiao felt his fingers hook out the thin knots inside, rubbing against his side waist, almost a little itchy.

It's so itchy......

Xue Yuxiao shifted his seat, his hand paused in mid-air, and then slowly moved over and removed the accessories on her body.

Pei Yuxue kept her eyes down, and she couldn't see his expression clearly. In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Xue Yuxiao took the initiative to ask him, "Have you been scared?" I came back too busy and only slept for two hours to bother to ask you. ”

"Nope." He said.

"When this kind of thing happens, other people's Xiao Langjun is a lot scared." Xue Yuxiao joked, "You are so bold. ”

Pei Yuxue said: "Who else did you see Xiao Langjun who was frightened?" ”

"I ......" Xue Yuxiao paused, "Huh? ”

"Nothing." Pei Yuxue quickly explained, "It's just curious. ”

Xue Yuxiao did not doubt him: "I just listened to what Cui Mingzhu said." She said that Lu's little son was recovered, but she was scared enough to choke ......"

Before the words fell, Pei Yuxue suddenly said, "Raise your hand", and immediately leaned over, the bodies of the two suddenly fit together, his hand wrapped around Xue Yuxiao's back, and the cloth button that fixed the shape of the clothes was finely unfastened.

Xue Yuxiao's breath faltered, and he felt his cold breath fall behind his ears - this was a very wonderful feeling, his coldness was not with a biting cold, nor was it the Zheng Zheng killing that the flower candle in the cave room forced to kill with a knife, just so gently, as if a branch of snow was blown away by the wind, melting on the side of her earlobe.

Xue Yuxiao heard him ask, "Are you injured?" ”

"......No," she said, "I'm fine." ”

"I didn't expect you to really save people." His whisper sounded close to his ear like a sigh, "I didn't expect you to be more than just talking......"

Xue Yuxiao smiled and said, "You only know me now?" I'm pretty good. ”

"Well, you're ...... It's amazing. ”

He actually admitted it so obediently.

Xue Yuxiao was stunned for a moment. She has never been stingy in praising herself, but the words of this compliment, especially the sincere praise that came out of Pei Yuxue's mouth, are much more difficult than her own praise.

Xue Yuxiao was about to turn his head to look at his expression and judge whether Pei Lang was sincere, when he felt that the straps of his underwear were all untied, and the thin clothes fell into his arms.

According to the rules, of course, the wife's underwear is also arranged and sewn by the husband, and if there is a Zhengjun, the embroidery work on it can only be handed over to the Zhengjun to do, which is a subtle and imperceptible maintenance of the rights and interests of the main room.

Pei Yuxue seemed to be holding a knife to his neck, he didn't dare to move, he tidied up Xue Yuxiao's underwear in silence, even his fingertips were pink as if they were cooked, but his expression did not change, and he said calmly: "I have already boiled the water, do you want to take a bath?" ”

Calm, calm...... It's just her ...... Her clothes......

How is it possible to be calm? He felt the heat coming out of his body, and it was only because of his natural hypothermia that there was no string of light smoke coming out of his head......

Xue Yuxiao was also embarrassed to ask him to help again: "I'll just wash it myself, you sit for a while, don't worry about me." ”

Chapter 17

She is not so accustomed to personal service, which is Xue Yuxiao's biggest flaw so far.

Pei Yuxue heard the sound of her entering the cubicle, and her mind gradually settled down, recalling it in her mind.

Xue Sanniang has been pampered since she was a child, and she has been stretched out to eat to open her mouth, how could she not be used to serving? This is what makes Pei Yuxue feel the most unreasonable...... But if she is pretending, how can she make Uncle Lin, who grew up with her, not find out the problem? You can't even imitate every mole and every detail on your body.

Because of all these contradictions and unreasonableness, Pei Yuxue even thought about unrealistic ghosts and gods. But in the end, the truth told him that the way she was now was the best answer, and that no matter what kind of soul she contained in her shell, no matter whether she was a human or a ghost, or where she came from, he didn't need to be alarmed.

He didn't want to be alarmed either.

Pei Yuxue gradually took off her defensive armor.

Not long after Xue Yuxiao entered, footsteps and a light cough sounded outside the screen, and a middle-aged man in a dark gray silk shirt knocked on the door, first saluted Pei Yuxue, and then asked, "Young master bathing, why didn't Lang Jun go in and serve?" ”

"Daddy Lin." Pei Yuxue's title is very respectful. Because Uncle Lin is nominally Xue Sikong's subordinate, he has very deep qualifications, "My wife doesn't allow me to serve." ”

Uncle Lin frowned. Although he is old, he is still in good shape, with broad shoulders and thin waist, but his chest is very full and broad, much like the pectoral muscles that modern people have trained in the gym. He can be selected to take care of Xue Yuxiao and be her nurse father, of course, he is superior in this regard.

Because of the atmosphere of accompanying the capital, most of the noble sons of the family pursue handsomeness and illness, and often avoid such characteristics, even after giving birth, they must maintain a personable demeanor, so they have to raise a few poor dads at home - don't underestimate these people, they have a friendship for the precious little master to be raised by milk, and there are many who have climbed over the bed of the wife at home, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there is no nameless little father.

When Uncle Lin heard this, he said euphemistically: "Maybe Lang Jun is heavy and not careful enough, so he will change it in the future." The young master is the daughter of the Xue family, how can she be like those poor clans who have no one to serve? Not to mention a medium-sized family like us, even if it is a second-class scholar who moved from the north, who is not five or six boys waiting...... Let the mistress know that it doesn't matter if our subordinates are responsible, I'm afraid it will hurt Lang Jun's face. ”

After so many years in the Xue family, even if he was born in poverty, his current oral skills have been honed.

The "main mother" in Daddy Lin's mouth is Xue Yuxiao's biological mother, Xue Zeshu, the current Sikong Lord, this is indeed a character who stomps his feet and the whole companion will be shocked a few times.

No matter how Pei Yuxue lived in a simple house, he was also raised in the backyard of the deep house, and he could understand Uncle Lin's voice, he was about to get up, but Uncle Lin waved his hand and said to the servant on the side: "Go and call the people from the West Courtyard." The young master used to say that Qingzhu's hands were the best to use, didn't he look forward to it? ”

After giving the order, Uncle Lin saluted Pei Yuxue again: "Lang Jun rests, just call these people in the room." ”

As he spoke, he exited the room.

Pei Yingxue was silent for a long time, looked at the closed door for a moment, and then withdrew her gaze and took out the needle and thread in the small wooden box next to the dressing table...... The strap on Xue Yuxiao's coat was loose, she hadn't seen it all day, and the needle and thread on it had broken a few times, and they were a little edged like fluff.

If he doesn't make it up, let Uncle Lin see it, and he should say that she has no one to take care of her daughter......

Pei Yingxue passed through the needle and thread under the lamp, and heard the sound of two-toothed clogs in the corridor outside - it was the footsteps of Qingzhu, and he suddenly corrected his thoughts: There are so many people who want to take care of her, Xue Sanniang's identity, in the eyes of the world, it is not too much to raise a dozen Xiaolangjun.

Qingzhu's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he walked a little hurriedly, and only stood still when he reached the door. He took a deep breath outside the main courtyard and pushed the door open.

Pei Yuxue glanced at him.

Qingzhu wore a brocade robe, with emerald green bamboo leaves embroidered on the sleeves and placket, and his body was thin and long. He took off his shoes outside, came in with socks and knelt on him, his attitude was ten times better than before: "Say hello to Pei Langjun." ”

Pei Yuxue stared at him and didn't speak for a long time.

The joy on Qingzhu's face converged little by little, and he pressed his head even lower, revealing his fair and slender neck under the black hair.

Pei Yuxue retracted her gaze and said lightly: "Let's go in." ”

"Yes."

Qingzhu immediately got up and went into the cubicle to serve his wife. He hadn't been close to Xue Yuxiao for more than a month, and every night he was worried that his wife would be bewitched by Pei Yuxue, so he sent him to the grange in a sentence or two - compared to Xue Yuan, life there was simply a heaven and an earth, and he didn't want to go if he died.

A man living in the backyard, which one is not trying to set a woman's heart in every possible way? Although Pei Langjun was cold and upright on the surface, and looked tolerant, maybe he had done something behind his back, so he had to be careful.

Qingzhu didn't wear clogs, and the footsteps became very soft.

Pei Yuxue watched the door of the cubicle being closed, lowered his head and took the needle out of the fabric, he was not concentrating, his fingers trembled, the tip of the needle poked firmly on his thumb, and a bead of blood the size of a bean appeared.

"Hiss......"

He withdrew his hand, wiped the blood away with a square handkerchief, and sighed slowly.

……

Xue Yuxiao didn't think too much, she just felt that Pei Yuxue should rest, and there was no need to come over to accompany her again.

When the door knocked slightly, she thought it was a servant who added water, and she didn't look back, but only occasionally touched the root of her ear - why is Pei Lang's breath so cold, he can't be cold everywhere, limbs, blood, and ......

Oops, offense, offense.

Xue Yuxiao stroked his hair and continued to ponder. How else to say that he is the male protagonist and a paper man? If a normal person has a low body temperature like him all year round, and it is so low, then he has to be included in the list of rare diseases, and he looks quite healthy.

The water is misty.

In the mist, there was a sudden sound of cloth towels soaked in hot water. A male voice that was so gentle that it could overflow water sounded beside him: "Wife, I'll wipe your body." ”

Wife-......

Wife...... Wait a minute, who's this?

Xue Yuxiao's brain froze for a moment, and at the moment she died, Qingzhu's hand made a sound of water, and a hot cloth towel wiped her shoulder.

He wiped it, lowered his body, one hand came around from the side, grabbed the back of Xue Yuxiao's hand, and his long hair slipped down his shoulders, twisting with her wet hair: "Wife...... You said you liked my hands very much, and you said that I was very good and could serve ......"

Xue Yuxiao turned around suddenly, looking at Qingzhu's affectionate eyes through a mist, her eyebrows jumped suddenly, and she suddenly regretted not calling Pei Lang in.

Qingzhu finally saw her face, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow, he grabbed Xue Yuxiao's hand, leaned his face close to her palm, and said to her: "Wife has mercy, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, a string of tears fell from his eyes, like a broken pearl: "I miss you very much, and I don't dare to disturb my wife, Pei Langjun is a side gentleman, but I am nameless and nothing, you don't know how many times I have ...... That, how did you get through it? ”

The word "out" stuck in my throat. Xue Yuxiao withdrew his hand and leaned against the bathtub, countless question marks popped up above his head: "What do you mean by 'that'?" ”

Qingzhu looked at her Ai Ai, and a touch of shame appeared on her pale and sick face: "That's it...... Men's ...... That one. ”

Xue Yuxiao: "......"

…… What the hell is there to hide?

Qingzhu leaned over, put her thin lips to her ear, and whispered, "That's it...... Wet dream. ”

Xue Yuxiao was stunned: "...... What's in it? ”

Qingzhu said pitifully: "Of course it's nothing in front of you, there is no wife, I can't sleep well all night when I arrive, my heart is beating hard, wife, you touch." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Xue Yuxiao's hand to his chest.

Xue Yuxiao said in his heart that the man didn't have any touch, and blamed her for having too good eyes, and suddenly found that Qingzhu was not wearing underwear, he only had this loose coat on his body, and the hot water in the bath bucket splashed on him "accidentally", soaking a large piece of satin.

Xue Yuxiao immediately pushed him away and said, "You still have to be a little measured." ”

She's already seen this trick in the TV series.

Qingzhu didn't expect her to be unmoved, her expression was stunned, the corners of her eyes were red, and she said with a can't help crying: "I just want to take care of my wife, I don't think about anything else, as long as I can see you every day, I will let Pei Langjun be a slave and serve him, and I will serve him in his daily life, and I will not complain." ”