A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Concubine Wan looked at Xiao Sizhe's back as he walked out, shook her head helplessly, sighed and said, "He really looks like a little wife! How nice it would be if he was a girl!"

Her eyes were full of pampering and love, as if she was looking at her most beloved daughter.

At this moment, Guagua sister, who was flying happily in the air, suddenly shouted loudly: "He is a girl, fox brother is also a girl, and I am a boy..."

Hearing this, the chopsticks in Sikong Yan and Wan Fei's hands fell to the table with a "click". They stared at each other with wide eyes, as if they couldn't believe their ears. After a long while, Wan Fei came to her senses. She said with a smile: "This Gua Gua girl, what nonsense is she talking about!"

Night falls quietly, and the moonlight is like water, sprinkling on every corner of Qingxin Yaju.

Guaguamei was like a cheerful elf, flying freely in the air, and kept shouting happily: "Little brother asked us to call him like this, he is a girl..." The clear and pleasant voice was like a string of silver bells in the night sky, breaking the silence of the night.

When Si Kongyan heard Gua Gua Mei's cry, his heart was shocked and his face changed instantly. He didn't care about anything else. He tapped the ground with his toes and quickly jumped into the air like a flash of lightning, hugging Gua Gua Mei. As he moved, Gua Gua Mei's voice stopped abruptly, as if her mouth was suddenly covered by an invisible big hand.

Sikong Yan held Guaguamei in his arms, turned over and sat steadily on the chair. At this moment, his face was full of worry, his lips were tightly pursed, and his hands pinched Guaguamei's mouth nails hard, as if he wanted to embed it into the flesh.

"You can't say it, you are not allowed to say it! Trouble comes from the mouth, do you know that?" Si Kongyan's voice was low and stern, and his eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Seeing this scene, Concubine Wan showed a satisfied smile on her face. That smile was like a blooming flower, delicate and charming, but behind this charming smile, there seemed to be something elusive hidden.

Qingxin Yaju was exceptionally quiet at night, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the silence. Sikong Yan paced back and forth in the room with an excited and complicated mood. His steps were sometimes quick, sometimes slow, as if his inner emotions were also like these steps, fluctuating.

"She is actually a girl!" Sikong Yan repeated this sentence in his mind over and over again. Every time he repeated it, the excitement in his heart increased a little.

The figure involuntarily emerged in his mind. Every move, every frown and every smile made him feel extremely novel and shocked. He never thought that the "brother" who fought side by side with him and slept with him day and night was actually a woman.

Sikong Yan came to the window and slowly opened it. A cool breeze blew in his face, bringing with it the unique scent of the night, calming his somewhat restless heart a little.

He looked at the dark sky. The endless darkness seemed like a huge mystery that enveloped him deeply. "Did he change his appearance?" This thought suddenly flashed through his mind, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, instantly illuminating his thoughts.

Thinking of this, Sikong Yan's heart was filled with strong curiosity. He was eager to know the answer and uncover the secret hidden in "him". So, he returned to the desk and sat down, holding his chin with both hands, and fell into deep thought. "I will take a closer look tonight." He secretly made up his mind.

But, "How to look?" This question puzzled him. He couldn't just take off someone's clothes to look, right?

He frowned and racked his brains to think of various methods, but every idea was rejected by himself.

He felt as if he was trapped in a maze and couldn't find the exit. For a moment, he felt helpless and filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

Just then, the door of the room was pushed open with a creaky sound, and Xiao Sizhe walked in holding a basin of steaming hot water for washing her face.

"Brother Yan is washing his face, come quickly!" Xiao Sizhe's voice was clear and sweet, like a clear spring in the mountains, flowing in this quiet room.

Since the march and the battle, Xiao Sizhe has been serving Sikong Yan every night. This has become a habit, a habit that makes Sikong Yan feel warm and at ease.

However, at this moment, Sikong Yan's mood was completely different from before. He knew the true identity of Xiao Sizhe, and the person he once regarded as a brother was actually a sister.

This sudden change made him feel a little overwhelmed, and he even felt an inexplicable shyness and nervousness in his heart.

"Okay! Where to put it? I'll do it myself!" Sikong Yan's voice was a little hurried, with a hint of panic. His face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple. His heart was beating non-stop, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

When Xiao Sizhe heard what Sikong Yan said, she was slightly stunned, with a hint of doubt in her eyes. She turned around, looked at Sikong Yan seriously, and said, "Will you come over? If not, I'll sleep at the Shuihuo's place tonight!"

Hearing Xiao Sizhe's words, Sikong Yan's heart trembled. "My young wife is going to sleep with another man, what a cuckold!" This thought flashed through his mind. He panicked and said quickly, "Here I come, here I come!" As he said that, he ran over quickly.

When Sikong Yan came to Xiao Sizhe, he felt mixed emotions. He was excited, a little worried, and a little excited. This complex emotion made him feel extremely flustered. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he felt unnatural all over.

Xiao Sizhe looked at Sikong Yan, her face still serious. She said softly, "Stand still!"

When Sikong Yan heard Xiao Sizhe's words, he stood straight at attention as if he had received some kind of instruction. His body was tense, his hands were tightly pressed against his sides, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and he did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Xiao Sizhe looked at Sikong Yan's funny appearance and couldn't help laughing. Her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, brilliant and charming. After laughing, Xiao Sizhe picked up the small square stool beside her and placed it in front of Sikong Yan's feet. Then, she picked up the silk handkerchief in her hand and twisted it gently. After doing all this, she stood on the small square stool.

The seven-year-old Xiao Sizhe was too short. If she didn't stand on a square stool, she couldn't reach the face of the twelve-year-old Sikong Yan. She was about to raise her hand to wipe Sikong Yan's face, but Sikong Yan suddenly reached out and snatched the handkerchief away.