Fu Guan remained expressionless for a while, then walked to the other side of the table, calmly laid out the drawing paper on the table, waited for the ink on the paper to dry, and then put the drawing paper away properly.

As he moved, he said: "I told you that you would regret it if you saw it, but you didn't listen and insisted on lifting it."

Lou Xiyue: "If I didn't look at it, how would I know it was me in the painting?" She was a little aggressive: "Fu Guan, have you forgotten that this is a false marriage?"

Having said this, Fu Guan had to stop. He lowered his head slightly, and the candlelight could not clearly see the expression on his face. He only carefully placed the drawing paper. After a moment, he turned to look at Lou Xiyue.

I saw his eyes were heavy, with a somewhat melancholy look in his eyes: "So what? Even if the marriage is a fake, the friendship between you and me is also a fake? Putting aside the relationship of marriage, we have nothing to do with each other?"

Fu Guan approached her step by step. Every time he took a step closer, he asked a question, as if he was determined to get an answer. He said:
"Just because the marriage is fake, can't I draw a picture of you?"

Lou Xiyue was forced to take a step back, and when she heard his rhetorical questions one after another, her mind went blank for a moment. She said almost subconsciously:

"Of course not! Do you know how everyone in the palace looks at us now? They only think that King Xuanping and the princess are in love every day, and their love is stronger than gold!

"Now you... In this way, even if you and I don't have a relationship, I can't wash it off even if I jump into the river! When I leave Prince Xuanping's palace and leave the capital, won't I cause a big uproar?"

Fu Guan closed his eyes slightly and said, "You want to leave again. You really want to leave all the time. If you care so much, why don't you just sit down and sit down? - If you stay, nothing will happen. ”

Lou Xiyue scolded him for being sick: "Of course I have to leave, and I will leave as soon as I finish my work. Why should I stay here? This is not my home!"

"Why can't this be your home? The palace is so big, is there no place for you?"

Lou Xiyue sneered: "Some people are really ridiculous. When we first met, they wanted to send me back to Jiangnan, but now they are asking me again. Is there a place for me in the palace? From the beginning, you didn't send me back to Jiangnan." I regard him as one of my own.

"Fu Guan, don't you think you are contradicting yourself?"

"One code is another code, how can we be the same today? I was really wary of you at first, but after everything happened later, I thought we had solved the problem. Besides, I treat you..."

Having said this, Fu Guan gritted his teeth and swallowed back the words he was about to blurt out. He took a deep breath and said: "In short, no one is driving you away now, you can stay as long as you want -

"Even if I beg you, let me do my best as a landlord and please stay in the capital for a while, okay?"

Lou Xiyue: "..." She simply couldn't understand this person. "What do you want?"

He painted for her and asked her to stay.

If Lou Xiyue hadn't known Fu Guan's true nature, she would have almost thought that he had some evil intentions.

……

Wrong, thoughts?
When Lou Xiyue thought of Fu Guan personally teaching her piano skills recently, a string in her mind seemed to break.

Not likely, she thought.

But the next moment, Fu Guan continued: "What do you think I want? Think about it, what exactly do I want." As he spoke, he walked closer to Lou Xiyue.

He locked his eyes tightly with her and asked again: "I drew your picture late at night, taught you how to play the piano in person over the past few days, and picked up the most valuable things from the palace and sent them to your courtyard... You tell me, I What do you want?"

The answer seems to be coming soon.

When Lou Xiyue met Fu Guan's looking eyes, her heart was severely shaken.

She tilted her head, then slid sideways out.

She said: "I am not you, and I don't know what you are thinking - it is indeed getting late. I won't disturb your rest. I'll take my leave." As soon as she finished speaking, Lou Xiyue immediately opened the door regardless of Fu Guan's reaction. Walked out quickly.

She was in such a hurry that she even forgot to take the lantern she had brought with her. Her back looked like she was running away.

Fu Guan: "..."

He looked across the open door at Lou Xiyue's retreating figure, and after a moment he held his forehead and sighed silently.

*
Lou Xiyue returned to her residence almost angrily.

At that time, Qing Shuangfang was lighting Ningshen incense in the bedroom. When she looked up, she saw Lou Xiyue walking in across the screen with an angry look on her face.

Lou Xiyue took off his cloak and threw it on the soft couch, then turned around and sat on the embroidery stool. After drinking a cup of tea, he stared at a certain place on the ground, feeling sulky.

Seeing this, Qingshuang immediately put aside the work at hand and hurriedly came over and asked: "What's wrong with the girl? Why are you so angry? But which servant in the mansion bumped into you?"

"No." Lou Xiyue began to say, "Since I am the 'Princess', how dare any servant dare to contradict me."

Qingshuang had already guessed: If he was not a servant of the palace, he would be the master of the palace.

She hesitated and asked tentatively: "Did the girl quarrel with the prince?"

Lou Xiyue's expression froze, and then she fell silent.

Qingshuang took one look at her expression and knew that she had guessed correctly.

She straightened up slightly, poured another glass of water for Lou Xiyue, and said, "When two people get along day and night, how can they not quarrel. Excessive anger is harmful to the body, so the girl should be tolerant in everything, so as not to break the body with anger."

Qingshuang looked at Lou Xiyue's angry look and didn't know how to persuade her.

Although she is a maid of Ban Mansion, she has not been in contact with Lou Xiyue for a long time. Even though she has some understanding of the personality of this "new master", she also knows that Lou Xiyue is a woman with big ideas, and is not as gentle as Gentle. There is a big difference between the gentle and elegant Ban Xiyu.

Qingshuang knew that she didn't need to give any advice, because any choice Lou Xiyue made had her own reasons. And once she makes a decision, there is no room for others to interfere.

Because of this, it is difficult for Qingshuang to ask about the relationship between her and Fu Guan.

Therefore, Qingshuang smiled gently, gently stroked Lou Xiyue's back, and said: "The night is already deep, girl, go to bed early. If you have any troubles, how about we wait until tomorrow? I will serve you. Freshen up.”

Hearing this, Lou Xiyue just shook his head and said, "Don't bother, I can do it myself. It's a good thing that you have been busy all day, and you don't have to keep vigil outside tonight. You can just go back to the house and sleep. I want to be alone." quiet."

"...Okay." Qingshuang couldn't resist, so she had to agree.

After sending Qingshuang away, Lou Xiyue simply washed up and lay down on the couch. However, she took a nap for a while, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

As long as she closed her eyes, scenes in the study would appear in her mind.

The sight of Fu Guan pressing closer and closer, his eyes with hidden emotions, and the unfinished painting under the candlelight... these all made Lou Xiyue feel even more upset.

After turning over again and again, Lou Xiyue suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, facing the air and cursed: "Damn it!"

She closed her eyes, feeling that Fu Guan looked so disgusting for the first time!

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