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Zhu Zhu stared at Jiang Fanyin's face in a distasteful way.

Why didn't she hear anything? Is there any way for these two people to communicate secretly?

Forgot that there was another person in the carriage.

Jiang Fanyin's expression paused, the corners of his mouth tensed silently, and he said softly, "She didn't speak."

Just a slight smile seems to say a thousand words, and the words are exhausted.

When Zhu Zhu heard this, she lost interest, and turned to discuss another topic of gossip: "When did Miss Jiang fall in love with Master Song?"

These two people, one awkward and the other restrained, how did they tell the truth?

On the wide official road, the carriage drove smoothly, and the setting sun occasionally shone through with beams of dim yellow light as the curtains of the carriage moved.

Jiang Fanyin drifted away with her thoughts, but she couldn't remember the earlier encounter. What impressed her most was that rainy night with heavy rain, as if that was their first encounter.

When she opened her eyes, Wuhuada was tied to the bed. Song Boxue came to the bed and whispered; Don't be afraid, I will untie you right away.

Obviously the instigator was that person, but that person's eyes were clear and innocent, and he was vaguely bewildered.

Thinking of the later relationship, Jiang Fanyin pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't know either."

I don't know when that unreasonable heartbeat came from, and I don't know why I always couldn't bear to refuse, and indulged that person to approach again and again.

Zhu Zhu: "..."

Come on, ask for nothing.

Glancing at Jiang Fanyin who didn't know what he was thinking, Zhu Zhu gave up communicating.

This Miss Jiang's temperament is too restrained, making it difficult to guess her thoughts.

Mr. Song, who was still awkward, got along better and made her more relaxed.

Zhu Zhu thought erratically, maybe Gao Zhilan could get along well with Jiang Fanyin, but after all, they are both wives, so she really got along better with Song Boxue.

As the evening approached, the carriage picked up speed in order to advance to the city before the city gate closed.

The inn where we stayed was large and there were enough vacant rooms.

The rooms of Hanami and Jiang Fanyin are on the easternmost side of the second floor, and the two rooms are adjacent to each other.

And Zhu Zhu and Song Boxue lived in the two westernmost rooms, which were specially arranged by the male lead.

During dinner, Song Boxue and Jiang Fanyin still had no communication in front of people. Only when returning to the room, Song Boxue passed behind Jiang Fanyin and said to himself: "I am a little thirsty tonight."

Zhu Zhu replied inexplicably: "Drink more water when you are thirsty, maybe I want the princess to bring you tea."

Song Boxue smiled and said nothing, his eyes flicked to Jiang Fanyin's obviously stiffened back.

It was late at night, and there was silence everywhere.

Song Boxue came to Zhu Zhu's room: "I took a look at the bed in the room, it's very big, it's more than enough for three people to sleep."

She was worried about letting Zhu Zhu be alone, at least not out of her sight for this month, so it was safer to sleep together.

Three people sleep?

Zhu Zhu shuddered: "No need, it's fine for you young couple to be together."

Although she loves to watch the excitement, it's better to watch it up close, it's too torturous and sad.

"You have no choice. I'll go first. In half an hour, you come to see us in Sister Jiang's room." Song Boxue said in a calm tone, and just as he finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door.

The sound came from next door, her room.

In the corridor, Hua Si lightly knocked on the door of Song Boxue's room, but there was no movement inside, but Zhu Zhu's door next door opened.

Song Boxue came out of Zhu Zhu's room with a calm face. Zhu Zhu inside the door looked dazed and closed the door.

Hua Si looked at Song Boxue: "I need you."

Song Boxue nodded, opened the door, walked in with Hua Si one after the other, and lit a candle.

"I don't know why Fourth Miss Hua is looking for this official?" It's best to speak quickly, Sister Jiang is still waiting for her.

Hearing Song Boxue calling her Miss Fourth in private, Hua Si's expression changed slightly: "Master Song seems to know my identity very well."

It should be said that from the first meeting, this person may know that she is a woman disguised as a man, and even knows her unknown past, and knows the entanglement between her and Hanami.

But all this should not be known to outsiders, especially after she verified some things.

Mr. Song shouldn't know the inside story.

Song Boxue sighed when he heard the words, and replied with an excuse he had thought up long ago: "I once went to Weitian Mansion in autumn, and I saved a man on the way. He told a story that his wife was killed by someone. Snatched away and made a concubine, even the seven-year-old daughter recognized the thief as her father, and became the fourth young master of General Hua's mansion. He endured for many years before he dared to look for his daughter, but found that the young master of the general's mansion was plotting against his daughter secretly , he was powerless to stop and exposed his identity, and finally escaped with only half his life left."

Song Boxue's tone was melancholy, recalling the description of Miss Hua Si in the original book.

People who have fallen into the abyss naturally love the person who pulls her out of the abyss, but that person is the eldest brother in name, and she can only disguise herself as a man to suppress all the thoughts she shouldn't have, and protect her mother like walking on thin ice .

When he was about to die and was plotted against by the male lead, he realized that the so-called abyss was originally a bureau.

The person who pulls you out of the abyss is the pusher behind the abyss, which is extremely sad and hateful.

"Where is that person you saved?" Hua Si's tone was full of anxiety, it was her father, and her father was still alive. In her few memories, she had already forgotten what her father looked like, but those vague companionships in her childhood still affected her. heart of.

It seems that I have been wandering for half my life, and suddenly found that I am not alone.

But Song Boxue's next words made the reliance only appear for a moment and then disappeared.

"It didn't save me, sorry."

In the original book, the female partner's father died very early, and Song Boxue said this just to find a good reason for himself.

Hua Si's complexion instantly turned gray, and he remained silent for a long time.

Song Boxue twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking in his heart that an enemy's enemy is a friend, and guided him carefully: "Do you want to let that person fall into the abyss, and then watch him ask you for help? Do you want to make yourself the leader of the abyss?"

Before Hua Si could answer, Song Boxue hurriedly said, "I know you are in a bit of a dilemma. Miss Hua Si can think about it carefully. I'll wait for your news."

After finishing speaking, he hurried out, leaving Hua Si alone.

Hua Si opened her mouth and stared at the wide open door, but before she could say anything, she heard the door next door opening and closing.

She wanted to say it was okay, but Song Boxue obviously couldn't hear her.

But tonight's situation, is the relationship between Mr. Song and Zhu Zhu really innocent?

No matter how you look at it, there are some problems... Hua Si was silent for a while, then closed the door silently and left.

Hearing her footsteps going away, Song Boxue and Zhu Zhu opened the door and walked out.

"Hurry up, it's so late, Sister Jiang should wait." Song Boxue walked quickly ahead with the quilt in his arms.

Zhu Zhu rolled her eyes and said nothing, she said she didn't have to go, and nothing would happen if she slept for one night.

Song Boxue insisted on asking her to go, hoping that Mr. Song would not find her in the way.

But she was in the way, because the moment Jiang Fanyin opened the door and saw her, he unconsciously asked, "The princess is here too."

No matter how you hear the tone, you feel a little disappointed. Isn't disappointment just a dislike for her?

So Zhu Zhu couldn't help but replied: "I didn't want to come, Mr. Song insisted on dragging me."

Jiang Fanyin realized that his emotions were exposed, and his tone became gentler: "Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhu Zhu took a deep look at her, listen to this, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm waiting for you.

If Song Boxue hadn't made her come half an hour late, she would have believed it.

What are you waiting for? Waiting for Song Boxue alone is more or less the same.

Song Boxue and Jiang Fanyin shared the quilt that Zhu Zhushui brought. As Song Boxue said, the bed was big enough to sleep three people.

It would be even better if the two of them could go to sleep quickly.

Zhu Zhu closed his eyes tiredly and turned his back, the two people behind him talked to each other as if no one was there.

"Don't be so troublesome tomorrow night." It was Jiang Fanyin's almost inaudible voice.

Zhu Zhu agreed in the bottom of his heart, she really didn't want to follow, what's the matter, really don't treat her as an outsider.

"No, I want to come to you every night." It was Song Boxue's indifferent voice, and there was a sound of quilt rubbing/rubbing.

Jiang Fanyin pressed Song Boxue's troubled hand, and said with a blushing face, "What about the princess, this is not good." Although she didn't know why Song Boxue stayed with Zhu Zhu everywhere, Jiang Fanyin was considerate and didn't ask. Silently express support and trust.

Zhu Zhu almost burst into tears when he heard it, look, this is what people say, this is really not good.

Who knows that Song Boxue is not a man: "It's okay, she is not an outsider, we will treat her as if she does not exist, Sister Jiang, I think..."

Zhu Zhu: "..."

Please treat me as an outsider.

Miss Jiang quickly scolded her and kicked the dog official out of bed.

I only heard Jiang Fanyin whispering: "I can only kiss once, and I can't mess around... um..."

The voice behind her became more and more intense, even the bed started to shake faintly, Zhu Zhu was numb, if it was so exciting, she really wanted to sleep well.

"Don't—there are outsiders—"

Following Jiang Fanyin's words, there was a sudden silence on the bed, and Zhu Zhu wept bitterly in his heart. Finally, he remembered that there was an outsider like her, and he was somewhat human.

At this time, Song Boxue suppressed the obviously disordered breathing, and sighed: "Otherwise, it's better to knock her out, it's too annoying."

Zhu Zhu:! !

Zhu Zhu:! ! !

This dog official, she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Song Boxue, don't you dare, can't I fall asleep? You can just pretend that I don't exist and continue."

In the dark, Jiang Fanyin's face was burning with embarrassment, and he stretched out his hand and twisted Song Boxue's waist severely.

Song Boxue turned over helplessly, held her hand and kissed her: "Let's sleep, I'll come early tomorrow night."

No one paid any attention to Zhu Zhu's words, as if they didn't even hear them.

"Well, go to sleep." Jiang Fanyin rubbed Song Boxue's palm with his fingers, his tone cute.

At night, it was quiet again.

Early the next morning, while Zhu Zhu was still in a coma, Song Boxue kicked him through the quilt: "Wake up, we should go back, don't be seen."

Zhu Zhu followed Song Boxue back to her room in a daze, and while having breakfast, everyone saw her yawning all over the sky, so sleepy that she was about to shed tears, and they all showed doubts.

Hua Jian kindly cared: "Didn't sleep well last night?" Is this a thief?

Zhu Zhu yawned, and said listlessly: "Well, I was tossed about by Mr. Song all night, and I was so sleepy."

Everyone: "…"

Seeing the unanimous gazes staring at him, Song Boxue twitched the corners of his mouth, and said without changing expression: "I was in my room last night, the princess must have had some indescribable dream."

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Second watch, see you tomorrow~