Is my wife farming today?

"Cheng Xue, Cheng Shuang! Why are you here?" Liu Fang opened her eyes wide and looked at the two people who kicked in through the door with wine bottles. She was so drunk that she was so frightened that she was mostly awake.

He quickly stood up and stood in front of Xie Xie, blinking at the two men for a long time.

Cheng Shuang stretched out her hand to push Liu Fang away and walked up to her ungratefully, "I heard that Miss Xie is leaving Beijing tomorrow. My two sisters are very happy and have come to offer you a toast."

The tone was very sarcastic.

Xie Xie narrowed her eyes, looked at her two sisters, and raised her glass lazily, "The visitor is a guest. Since we are here, why don't we sit down together and have a few drinks before leaving?"

Cheng Xue immediately sneered and dropped the wine glass in his hand.

With a "clang" sound, fragments flew everywhere.

Shen Yiming lowered his face and stood up, "You two, if we continue to make trouble like this, I will report myself to the official."

Cheng Xue didn't care, and rushed to Xie Xie in a few steps, "A person as cruel as you is not worthy of Mr. Dugu's favor and respect at all!" After that, she raised her hand and overturned the dishes on the table to the ground. .

Xie Xie looked calm and glanced at her lightly.

"I originally thought you were a dusty pearl, but the world didn't understand you, but now I see you are a complete bastard!"

"Have you said enough?" Xu Boyan stood up and moved forward calmly, saying with a sense of oppression: "You two are scholars at first glance. Is there something that you can't sit down and talk about? Do you have to disturb me like this? Did you interfere with other people's interest in drinking?"

Cheng Xue looked at him and said, "Haha, I haven't seen you for a few days. The people around Miss Xie are changing very frequently. Who is this? Why do you look so unfamiliar?"

"Cheng Xue!" Liu Fang pulled her over, "You don't want your life! Get out quickly!"

Cheng Xue threw her hand away, "What? Since she dared to do it, is she still afraid of being criticized by others? Wuwuwu..." Liu Fang covered her mouth, sweating profusely and pushed Cheng The sisters pushed out the door.

Seeing this, Shen Yiming stood up and said, "I'll order someone to prepare a new table."

"No need." He declined and sighed, "I have no interest at all. Let's just drink here today."

Seeing her worried expression, everyone did not dare to speak, so they had to forcefully terminate the farewell party.

On the way back home, Xu Boyan rarely asked who Dugu Xiwei was.

After thinking about it for a long time, he could only reply with four words: "It's a long story."

Xu Boyan stared at her quietly, "Could he be the one Qingzhu said, your sweetheart?"

Xie refused for a moment and became a little flustered, "You, don't listen to Qingzhu's nonsense, where did I get my sweetheart..."

If an ordinary person asked this, she would definitely be calm and answer fluently.

But the person who asked this question was none other than Xu Boyan.

Somehow, she felt faint for no reason.

She originally wanted to come back today to discuss with Xu Boyan how to rescue Feng Qinglan, but when he asked her like that, she refused and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in immediately.

Although he may not have known that he had a crush on him before, but facing the person he once liked, he asked himself if he had a sweetheart?

This feels too strange!

"Green Slave."

"I'm here, Master."

"Go and make me a bowl of hangover soup."

Climbing into bed under the influence of alcohol, Xie Xie leaned on her arms and looked out the small window, carefully thinking about what Feng Qinglan said today.

Since you don’t know whether it’s true or not, why not ask someone?
But who should I ask?

If not, just find Dugu Xiwei!
She decided happily and immediately blew the bamboo whistle given by Qingzhu. After a while, he appeared in front of her.

Decline lamented that this thing is really useful, more convenient than making a phone call in the 21st century.

"Why did you come so fast? Your Qing Gong is so good! You must find a way to teach me when you have time! I want to learn it too!"

Qingzhu snorted, "You can't bear the hardship of learning martial arts. Tell me, why are you calling me here this time? Nothing good happens every time you call me!" She felt embarrassed when he declined. If I hadn't drank some wine to keep my face up, I might have been embarrassed to say it.

"What? You want me to take you there again..."

"Shhhhhhhh! Why are you yelling so loudly? I have something serious to do when I go there this time. I'm sorry to bother you, Xiao Qingzhu, just do it! Why don't you send me there again~"

She grabbed Qingzhu's arm and rubbed it gently for a while before he reluctantly agreed.

"I made a promise to you, this time I will wait for you outside for an hour at most!" Last time he lay on the roof for several hours, and when he came down, his waist almost doubled.

He declined and agreed again and again, "Okay, I'll definitely do it."

After nightfall.

The streets of Kyoto City were deserted and quiet, with only a few patrolling guards passing by occasionally.

A black shadow jumped up to the roof very quickly, tapping its toes, and in less than a moment, it reached the roof of the Taifu Mansion.

"Shh, there's someone here." Qingzhu picked up Xie Yi by the waist, worried that she was not a martial artist and the sound of stepping on tiles would easily reveal her.

"Who is this in the middle of the night?" Xie Rui leaned into Qingzhu's ear and asked.

Qingzhu shook his head. Not long after, a gray homing pigeon flew up in the yard.

He refused and said decisively: "Stop it!"

Qingzhu reached out to touch the top of her hair, pulled out a hairpin suddenly, and shot it into the air. He then gently released her, kicked into the air, and held the hairpin that was shot through the top of her head in his hand. It left a trail of blood, but it did not affect the flying pigeon.

Decline to glance at him.

Qingzhu couldn't help but explain: "I shot it crookedly on purpose. I'm afraid that you will have to send a letter after reading it later. It's such a waste of time. Where can I find a carrier pigeon for you?"

Of course she knew, "I didn't expect that even though you are young, you are so thoughtful. Tsk, tsk, open it quickly and let me see."

The letter unfolded.

There was a line written on it in small regular script, "Plans have changed, please return soon."

This handwriting can be recognized by Xie Jue at a glance as being written by Dugu Xiwei himself.

The key is, who is this letter written to?
While Ruyi was out of the courtyard, Qingzhu put Xiexie into the courtyard, and then raised a finger fiercely to remind her to pay attention to the time.

Xie Xie held up the carrier pigeon and waved it before pushing the door open and entering.

A faint herbal smell carried the heating waterfall, and a brazier was burning in the house.

Although it is summer, the nights are cool.

Dugu Xiwei has always been weak, and it's not surprising that he got sick twice in three days.

It's just that the room is quiet, and there are no servants to wait on him.

After closing the door and throwing the homing pigeon to the ground, he suddenly heard a splash of water coming from inside.

Taking a closer look, Dugu Xi was sitting slightly naked in a huge wooden barrel.

"Pearl?" Hearing the footsteps, he turned back warily.

But he was suddenly frightened. He stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes on the hanger nearby to put them on.

Xie refused quickly and held down his hand, "What? It's not like I've never seen him before. What's there to hide?"

"You!" Dugu Xi was slightly angry, and the steaming white steam dyed his face as if it had been rouged. He was still shy when he wanted to speak, "Why do you always come at night?"

Oops, it’s even later today. I’ll try to update it at noon tomorrow!

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