The gentleness of the mysterious evil prince

Chapter 41 The Rumor Is True
Qian Diewu looked at the reclining chairs and beds in front of her, at least a dozen or so, and asked suspiciously: "Mr. Xu, why did you bring so many reclining chairs and beds into my room?"

She clearly said that she put these things in the study. Could it be that Mr. Xu was too confused and didn't understand her meaning, so he moved all these things to her room?
Director Xu replied respectfully, "Mistress, that's how it is. The castle master has agreed to put a recliner and a bed in the study room and account room respectively, but the castle master wants the lady to choose. Let's see where to put them." Which kind of recliner and bed is better?"

"Mr. Xu, the reclining chair and bed are for the Lord of the Castle. He can choose it himself. Why must I choose?" What kind of tricks is this Jimo Wuxuan playing?
"I don't understand this. Please take a look at it. If the ones in front of you don't meet your wishes, I'll ask someone to bring another batch until you are satisfied."

"Forget it, forget it, I'll just choose among these. It doesn't need to be so troublesome. Moving around is also a strenuous task." Qian Diewu accepted this task helplessly, stood up, and came over to look at those reclining chairs and chairs. bed.She is satisfied with the reclining chair. As for the bed, is it too big?

Qian Diewu felt strange again, so she asked Manager Xu, "Manager Xu, the study is just a temporary resting place, so there is no need for a big bed, right? What I told you earlier was a small bed."

"This is the request of the castle master. The castle master doesn't like small beds, so he wants a big one."

"Oh." This guy, why is he sleeping on such a big bed alone? Could he fall off the bed while sleeping?
Qian Diewu will not spend too much time thinking about things that she can't figure out. She chooses the one that she thinks is the most pleasing to the eye from the reclining chairs and beds in front of her, and points to them and says, "Just this and that, black is more in line with big." The character of the castle owner."

She didn't care what Jimo Wuxuan's intention was, anyway, these things were not for her use.

"Yes, I'll go and finish the matter right away." Director Xu had no objections at all, and followed orders directly.

Therefore, a reclining chair and a bed were added to Jimo Wuxuan's study and accounting room. For the sake of aesthetics, he ordered people to install long curtains to separate the bed from the study and accounting room.

Cuixiang took this matter seriously, and didn't dare to express her opinion until she made Qiandiewu's bed at night, "Ma'am, generally speaking, it's not suitable to put a bed in the study and accounting room, it's indecent, especially It is a study, a place of learning, putting a bed means to be lazy and sleep, if you let the castle master put a bed in the study, don’t you want to tell him that you can be lazy?”

"Which is more important, health or elegance?" Qian Diewu asked back, not feeling that there was anything wrong with doing so.

In fact, it's not bad to put a bed in the study, so that Jimo Wuxuan won't have to squeeze a bed for her.

"Nature is important to health."

"That's the end of it. If a person stays up late for a long time and sits to sleep, his body is prone to problems. Knowledge is important, but no matter how important it is, it is not as important as physical health."

"The servant understands, it turns out that the eldest lady is concerned about the Great Castle Master!"

"Why would I care about him?" Qian Diewu retorted strongly, not wanting to talk about Jimo Wuxuan anymore, so she ordered Cuixiang to retreat, "Cuixiang, go and rest, I'm asleep too."

"Yes." Cuixiang made the bed and left.

Qian Diewu was lying on the bed, tossing and turning sleepless all night, always thinking about what she did today, the more she thought about it, the more annoying she became.

What does Jimo Wuxuan's health have to do with her? Why should she care about him? Doesn't this mean that she is not angry with him?
Impossible, she is still angry, yes, still angry.

Qian Diewu kept finding excuses to explain that she cared about Jimo Wuxuan's behavior, and because of this, she couldn't sleep at night.

She can't sleep at night, but some people can sleep well at night.

Jimo Wuxuan slept on the bed in the study room all night, feeling very good and in a better mood, so he decided to go to Zhongxiang Pavilion to see Qiandiewu.

Qian Diewu didn't sleep well all night, so she woke up in a bad mood in the morning, and her body didn't heal, she felt tired after standing in the yard for a while, so she sat on a stone bench to rest.

Seeing Qian Diewu's complexion, Cuixiang asked with concern: "Ma'am, your complexion doesn't seem to be very good, is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night. You'll be fine after a rest. You don't have to worry too much."

"The servant girl will help you back to your room to rest, your body is not well yet, don't be exhausted."

"Okay, I'll go catch up on sleep." Qian Diewu didn't hold back, stood up, and walked into the room, but she didn't let Cuixiang help her, "Cuixiang, you don't have to take care of me, go do other things." , I’ll just go back to my room and rest by myself, if I’m still awake at noon, you can come and wake me up.”

"Yes." Cuixiang listened to the order, stood still, and watched Qiandiewu walk back to the room. Xuan, was taken aback, quickly bent down and saluted, "Da..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by a gesture.

Jimo Wuxuan didn't let Cuixiang speak, made a gesture to tell her to shut up, then lowered his voice, and ordered indifferently: "Stand back, no one is allowed to come in without permission."

Cuixiang understood, kept silent, nodded and left.Even if the castle lord didn't say anything, she knew what to do. After all, the castle lord didn't allow anyone to go in and disturb him and the lady when he was alone. They still understood the truth.

As soon as Cuixiang left, Jimo Wuxuan pushed the wheelchair to the room, he didn't push the door hard, but pushed gently, as if he didn't want the people in the room to know that he was coming.

Qian Diewu was taking off her clothes in the room at this time. She had already taken off her coat, but there was still a thick layer of clothes underneath, which did not reveal any skin, and she did not continue to take off her clothes. She sat down in front of the dressing table, Remove the hairpin from the head.

Suddenly, another figure appeared in the bronze mirror, which startled her, and she quickly turned around to look at it, but when she saw that it was Jimo Wuxuan standing in front of her, she immediately stopped her surprise, and asked displeasedly: "You What are you doing here? Still quietly, do you want to scare people to death?"

Jimo Wuxuan ignored her questioning, took a step forward, came in front of her, stretched out his hand, took off the half-plucked hairpin from her head, put it on the dressing table, then smiled coldly and said grimly: " The bed you chose, it was very comfortable to sleep on.”

This made Qian Diewu feel very awkward when she heard this, her face turned red for some reason, but she retorted angrily, "That's your business, it has nothing to do with me, if you have nothing else to do, give me I am going out."

"Woman, your courage is getting bigger and bigger. In Mo Castle, no one has ever dared to ask me to go out. You are the first." Jimo Wuxuan didn't leave, nor was he angry. And with a hint of warning.

He has never indulged anyone, not even San Jun, but he has indulged her. Sometimes, for some things, it is better to stop in moderation.

Qian Diewu could hear the warning in his words, took a deep breath, and said indifferently: "Okay, this is your territory, if you don't leave, I will leave."

"You can't leave the Pavilion of Fragrances without my permission." He still warned her and reminded her.

"I just said that I want to leave this room, but I didn't say that I want to leave the Pavilion of Fragrances? The Pavilion of Fragrances is very big, unless you let me not even have a place in the Pavilion of Fragrances."

"Still so eloquent." He stopped talking about this topic, so as not to force the stubborn her to do extreme things when there was no way out, so he said something else, seeing that her face was not very good, he stretched out his hand, Touched it, and asked with concern: "What's going on, why is your face so bad?"

After being touched by him on the face, she immediately retreated reflexively, but behind her was the dressing table. She had no way to retreat, so she could only curse angrily, "What do you want to do to me again?"

As soon as he touched her, she immediately thought of him kissing her domineeringly, and felt very nervous.

Seeing her rejecting his touch so much, he frowned in displeasure, and said coldly: "It's only natural for a husband to touch his wife. Don't forget, you still owe me a wedding candle."

"What do you mean I owe you? You gave up that bridal chamber candle yourself. It has nothing to do with me. You can't blame me for it." Are you kidding me internationally, is there a word for 'owing' in the bridal chamber wedding candle?
"When did I say I gave up?"

"On the night of our wedding, what you said yourself, 'I will not share the same bed with you, you are not allowed to touch the bed in this room', Lord, you should be familiar with this sentence, right?"

"Remember every sentence of mine so clearly. Do you have me in your heart, or do you care about this sentence too much? If you have me in your heart, that's good. If you care about this sentence too much, it's because I didn't give you a The perfect wedding night."

"you……"

"which one?"

She was speechless, so she had to retort in another way, "Jimo Wuxuan, did you take the wrong medicine, or your head was burned off, isn't this the way you should behave?"

He smiled coldly, and asked evilly: "Then what should I say and do?"

"You... You didn't even want to talk to me at the beginning, let alone touch me. Why do you look like a pervert today? I really wonder if you are Jimo Wuxuan?"

Jimo Wuxuan didn't answer, took a step forward, came to Qian Diewu, stretched out his hand, gently lifted her chin with his index finger, moved his face towards her nose, and said grimly: "One day , I will let you know what the real Jimo Wuxuan is like?"

Approaching at such a close distance, with such a terrifying and cold person, Qian Diewu was so frightened that her whole body became stiff. She wanted to move her body, but she couldn't move at all. She could only look nervously at the person in front of her. What he just said kept echoing in it.

The real Jimo Wuxuan—how can I say that all the him she saw before were people under the false appearance?
What does the real him look like? Is he more terrifying than the current him?
Seeing that the person in front of him was frightened like this, he was worried that her body would not be able to bear it, so he withdrew his hand, stopped scaring her at such a close distance, stood up straight, and said coldly: "Don't worry, I won't touch you today, you Take good care of your illness, and then make your body fatter, so that you will feel sensual when you hold it, and I will eat you after I make you fat and white."

These words were even more frightening, Qian Diewu shrank her body, looked at Jimo Wuxuan without blinking, and felt that this person was really scary for the first time.

(End of this chapter)