Is my wife farming today?

"Thank you, Miss Second! Thank you, Miss Second!"

Someone was knocking on the door.

Xie Bu sounded familiar, but he couldn't tell who it was. He tilted his head and asked Jiang You to step forward and open the door.

"Thank you, Miss Second, slave, I have something to say to you." When Pearl declined, she knelt down and begged, "Please, please let me speak to you alone."

"pearl?"

He declined and came to the door, helped him up and said, "If anything happens, get up and talk."

"Decline! Where are you going? You can't leave me here alone!" Feng Qingcheng chased after her and grabbed her sleeve.

Her patience was running out.

Coupled with the fact that he had been up all night, his mood was irritable, and his tone became harsh and a bit arrogant.

"If you don't like me living here, I will send someone to take you back soon. Let go!"

Feng Qingcheng bit her lower lip, shedding a few tears with an aggrieved expression, but she did not loosen her grip at all.

"I have something to say to you too! It's something very important! Just listen to me first, okay?"

He refused and rubbed his sore brow, then brushed his hand off cruelly, "If you really want to tell me something, why wait until now?"

After that, she turned around and left "Penglai Pavilion" with the pearl.

Feng Qingcheng was left alone, wearing a thin summer shirt, standing in the cool morning with tears on her face.

It's still dark, but the servants on duty in the courtyard have already gotten up.

Xie Xie led Zhen Zhen to a remote and quiet room under the beams.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Pearl turned sideways and wiped away the tears on her face. For someone who valued face like the young master, he definitely didn't want Miss Xie Er to visit because she felt sorry for him.

"Second Miss Xie, please excuse Pearl's presumption, but I would like to ask if you received the letter my young master sent to you yesterday?"

Xie refused and turned his back, his eyes falling on the servants filling the septic tank.

It took a long time before he let out a "hmm" that was neither salty nor bland.

Pearl walked up to her in surprise, "Then why...why didn't you go to my young master's appointment?"

"Go to the appointment?" She declined and took out the letter from her sleeve. When Pearl looked at it, she knew that she had not had time to read it, and she felt happy, "The young master has been waiting for you in the room since he wrote the letter to the second lady last night. One night.”

"Wait for me?" Xie Xie laughed.

Pearl nodded, with a solemn expression, "Second Miss, maybe you don't know that my young master has followed the rules all his life and has never done anything extraordinary. Last night was the only time in all these years that he..." Pearl did not say any more. .

Knowing the consistent principles of his son's actions, he neither wanted to see him feel uncomfortable, nor did he want to bring down the Xie family's face because of his words and deeds.

Xie Xie glanced at Pearl and secretly clicked his tongue. This boy's temperament was exactly the same as that awkward guy Dugu Xiwei.

You really can't breed two kinds of people in the same yard.

This time, she became curious about the content of the letter.

The letter hand tore open the envelope.

He refused to go out under the eaves, and then the faint yellow light from the sky unfolded the yellow paper.

Then he looked stunned.

There are only a few scattered words on the paper.

"I'll wait for you tonight."

Is this micro-writing by Dugu Xi? I couldn't believe the rejection.

Through these five short words, she seemed to be able to see the man crouching behind the desk, troubled and annoyed.

It is really difficult to make someone as calm and self-possessed as him write such words that are almost proactive in courtship. No wonder the waiter was so anxious to question her.

Looking down, her eyes fell on an extremely abrupt ink mark on the lower right corner of the letter paper.

Decline suddenly smiled.

It is hard to imagine that a person like Dugu Xiwei, who loves cleanliness and has a mysophobia, would disregard the etiquette of a wealthy family and the subtle demeanor in order to send a letter as quickly as possible last night.

How anxious it should be.

A ball of ink about the size of a thumb, at the moment when Yu thought about it, his mood that had been restless and restless all night was instantly restored.

Thinking about it, she put the letter away and asked, "Where is your young master now?"

Pearl suppressed her excitement and said, "Young Master had a cold last night, and the government doctor is treating him."

"Okay, you wait in the outer courtyard, and I'll go change clothes."

"Okay." Pearl responded happily.

He declined and turned around to speed up the pace. When he returned to "Penglai Pavilion", he saw the figure shivering in the wind. He still stubbornly crossed his arms and stood there. No matter how Jiang You and Lu Nu tried to coax him, he All the while sobbing quietly.

Xie Xie came to him quickly and picked him up without saying a word.

"Hey! Decline! Let me go!"

"Next time if he doesn't understand, just tap his acupuncture points and throw him on the bed. What nonsense are you talking to him about?" Xie ignored Feng Qingcheng's struggle and forcefully pushed him to the guest room and turned around. He turned to Jiang You and said, "Jiang You, I'm telling you, do you hear me?"

Jiang You nodded angrily and said ok in a low voice.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but complain and decline. He is the Ninth Prince, so if you dare to be cruel to him, we don't dare... Who in the entire Kyoto city doesn't know this person's temper? He is famous for his retribution. What if he is provoked? Then can he still have a good life in the General's Mansion?
The green slave stood next to Jiang You and nodded in understanding.

After all, even though he refused, he didn't dare to leave Feng Qingcheng on the bed.

She still understands the four words "love the fragrance and cherish the jade".

But just when she was about to let go, Feng Qingcheng changed his attitude of struggling randomly and slapping her shoulders, and suddenly hugged her neck.

"What are you doing? Don't force me to hit you! Feng Qingcheng."

Feng Qingcheng pursed her lips angrily, "You are so cruel, I hate you so much! Decline! I hate you!"

Xie refused with an expressionless face, "If you hate it, let me go. Why are you still holding me so tightly? The Ninth Prince can't be duplicitous, can he?"

Feng Qingcheng had never been ridiculed like this before. For a moment, he was a little embarrassed and angry, and he wished he could stop his sharp mouth.

"If you don't come down, I will ask Jiang You to give you some acupuncture points? I guarantee you...ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Feng Qingcheng stretched out his hand to cover her lips.

The palms that had been cooled by the blow outside the hospital just now were gently touching the soft and hot lips again and again.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

There was silence for a long time.

In the end, Feng Qingcheng quickly retracted his hand, refused to react, and threw him onto the bed.

Feng Qingcheng grimaced in pain and immediately glared in dissatisfaction, "I... I have never had anyone dare to treat me like this in my life! I refuse, you are the first!"

He declined and snorted, "That's really an honor."

She turned to leave, but Feng Qingcheng grabbed her hand again.

"I really have something important to tell you!" Fearing that she would leave, Feng Qingcheng used his life-saving charm again.

Unexpectedly, after refusing to listen, his reaction was mediocre, "It's getting late. You should go to sleep first. If you need anything, wait until I come back to talk to you."

After that, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he refused to call Jiang You and "clicked on his sleeping point."

"How dare you!" As soon as these two words came out of his mouth, Feng Qingcheng's eyes darkened, and his body went limp and fell backwards.

Excited! The plot is starting to take an interesting direction!