Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 122

Red Bean nodded.

"Last time you said you had a clue in Yicui Tower, who owns that piece of land?"

Hong Dou bit her lips tightly, feeling a bit embarrassed, and thought for a moment: "That land belongs to the Liu family, the richest man in the imperial city, and Mr. Liu used it a hundred years later. As a result, his business has plummeted, and Mr. Liu is looking for buyers everywhere."

After Hongdou finished speaking, she took a careful look at Xi Yan: "Princess, that land is haunted by ghosts, and it will bring bad luck, so let's not do it."

Their palace was already very unlucky, and she couldn't even imagine if it was any more unlucky.

Xiyan closed her eyelashes slightly, thought for a moment, and finally said: "I know, but I still want that piece of land."

The light in the clear eyes flickered away, and between glances, there was a look of confidence that could conquer the world.

All the servants were reprimanded by Xiyan, and there were only Xiyan and Xiaobai in the entire Cuizhu residence.

It was almost noon, the sun was shining on the body, it was warm and comfortable, Xiyan moved a stool to the left and right, took something in her hand, sat down in a sunny place under the eaves, and turned around. Turning around, he waved at Xia Yebai: "Bring out a small stool."

Xia Yebai listened, giggled for a while, then quickly moved a small stool, and sat down in front of Xiyan, facing each other.

"Yan Yan fell asleep, she is more beautiful than before."

"Grumpy."

Xiyan let out a groan, and reached out to take off the jade crown on his hair. The black strands of his hair fell down and draped over his shoulders, feeling a little leisurely in the sun.

"For half a month, I haven't stink in bed. You, who can move and dance, are almost too dirty to see people. If someone comes to the house, you should be ashamed."

Xiyan snorted, picked up the comb, combed Xia Yebai's hair, tied it up with a hair tie, put all the grooming things on another stool, squatted down, and sat on a clean wooden stool. There was some water on the plate, I touched it lightly with my hand, poured a little cold water, lowered the chair, only slightly higher than Xia Yebai's little stool, and then sat down.

"Sit closer."

Xiyan pointed to a place very close to her, and motioned for Xia Yebai to move the small stool over and sit down. Xia Yebai cooperated obediently, and moved the small stool closer.

"It really grows a beard, it's so ugly."

Xiyan raised her head, her eyes fixed on Xia Yebai's chin, her hand was soft and soft, touching her chin, it was very comfortable, while speaking and breathing, the warm breath sprayed on her face, bringing There was a burst of tingling feeling, which made people's heart tremble slightly.

These days, he was very anxious, taking care of her who was sleeping day and night, how could he have time to pay attention to his makeup, how could he expect to be so disgusted by her, Xia Yebai snorted, but he was not willing to let go of her hand.

"Shave you."

After Xiyan finished speaking, before Xia Yebai could react, she took off the mask on his face. Under the sun, Xia Yebai felt uncomfortable and wanted to grab it, but Xiyan refused, and put the silver mask behind him. : "Didn't you say that we will not wear that mask when there are only two of us in the future? Xiangsi Hongdou is not here, and there will be someone guarding the door, so no one will become dumb just because of looking at your face."

Xia Yebai pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, stretched out her hand, and nodded, Xiyan put the mask on the small stool aside to look at it, turned around, her heart tightened, under the sun, the mask that was wearing the mask Just the snow-white face showed an unhealthy whiteness, like snow in winter, which almost melted away under the sun, which made people feel distressed. The clear and innocent eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. At this moment, his eyes are open, full of energy and high spirits, and it is difficult to hide his tiredness. A pair of eye circles are like pandas, and they are slightly sunken as if they were punched by someone. Those sexy and beautiful lips are not good at the moment. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by green stubble, and he had lost several rounds of weight. Even so, this face did not make people feel ugly, but instead had an indescribably decadent beauty.

Thinking about the reason why I first saw that handsome face without hesitation, he must have cleaned it up by himself in the dead of night, it has only been half a month, if it was longer, he would really be no different from that beggar.

Xiyan squatted down, wet and wrung out the neatly folded towel on the stool beside her, and wiped Xiaobai's face. The light blue towel turned black in an instant, and when she put it into the water, the clear warm water seemed to have stopped. The layer of coal ash was generally cloudy immediately.

Xia Yebai leaned over, looked at the turbid water, couldn't help making a noise, then pursed his lips, covered his hands, blushed half, looked surprised, and glanced at Xi Yan: "Why so dirty?"

Xiyan nodded, and pointed to the blue towel on the wooden tray: "Look, it's all dark."

Xia Yebai got off the stool, squatted on the ground, stared at the blue towel, after a while, raised his head, looked at Xiyan pitifully, and said seriously: "We can't let Xiangsi and Doudou see."

"If you are nice and don't cause trouble for me, I won't tell them about it. If something like that happened in Yicui Tower last time, I'll wring out this towel and let everyone in the palace Everyone, come and see."

Hearing what Xi Yan said, Xia Yebai lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, and frowned.

"Why are you so unhappy, sit down quickly, and I'll wash your hair."

It’s okay not to say this, Xia Yebai became more and more sad after talking about it, his bloodshot eyes became more and more red, he was about to cry, he obediently did his job on the small bench, but didn’t say a word , head down, sullen.

Xi Yan put down the towel in her hand, frowned, and stared at Xia Yebai: "If you are like this, I will leave now and ignore you."

His face became more and more slumped, his lips were tightly pursed, and he looked like a little daughter-in-law, but his eyes showed a sincere apology: "Yanyan, I'm sorry."

He had thought that she would be angry, that she would cross-examine him about what happened that day, and would reprimand him severely, but she didn't. She was tempted again and again, if it wasn't for him this time, she wouldn't have suffered such a big humiliation.

Although he doesn't like Baifeng, he is right in one thing. She is just a woman, and he shouldn't let her hands be covered in blood and bones. He doesn't like killing people, so how could he let her do that? He, Yan Yan wouldn't be in a coma for such a long time, all of this is also his fault, he could have done it himself to prevent her from any harm, even to prevent this from happening, but he didn't do that.

(End of this chapter)