After being reborn as a double, she is soft and charming

Chapter 29 "I Can't Sweat..."

Xi Yan lowered her head and carefully examined the combat boots in her hands.

Delicate and small, it does not seem to be prepared casually.

"Girl, don't worry, these boots are specially made for girls by the prince. If you don't believe me, look, I'm waiting for a seven-foot man, how can anyone wear these three-inch golden lotus..."

Xiyan smiled lightly.

The dark guard looked dazed, lowered his head hastily, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, "Hurry up, girl, I'll wait for you over there."

Naturally, a woman's feet cannot be tolerated by other men.

Xiyan put on her combat boots, the dark guard turned back and kicked her embroidered shoes into her arms.

Under the boots are sharp blades, which perfectly match the thick ice of the Nanyang River.

Xiyan has some skills, so naturally she doesn't need the hidden guards to teach her.

Because Mu Yuncheng was under the jurisdiction of Nanyang River, the trip to Nanyang River went smoothly.

Until the middle of the night, Xiyan finally saw a tall figure on the shore not far away.

Mu Yuncheng's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were magnanimously looking at the dainty little figure on the river.

The girl has a slender waist and jade neck, with a graceful posture, and the end is as soft as clouds, with lotus growing every step of the way.

However, just when his eyes fell on a small piece of bruise on her neck, Ruyu's face dimmed at the fastest speed.

Xiyan noticed the change in Mu Yuncheng's attitude. While panicking, her feet were unsteady, and when she realized it, she couldn't hold back her strength!
Mu Yuncheng's wide snow cloak was covered with a scent of cedar, and he wrapped his long arms around, and brought the little girl into his arms.

The bright white moonlight fell on the Xiyan flower on the little girl's earlobe, the stamens twinkled, very eye-catching.

It's been a long time since I saw her, she seems to have grown taller, rounder, and more mature...

As soon as Xiyan got close to him, she felt warmth all over her body, and seeing Mu Yuncheng staring at her neck, she straightened her back hurriedly, and said in a panic, "I'm still unmarried, Bai Qi... He just kissed here..."

In the end, the sound was as thin as a gnat.

What is she explaining?Mu Yuncheng, would he care?
There was hope in her eyes, but Mu Yuncheng just opened the distance without showing any signs, "Well, if that's the case, I feel at ease."

Peace of mind?

Yeah, just peace of mind...

Xiyan laughed at herself, didn't the reason she gave for helping him so hard was to keep her innocence?

She sighed insignificantly, and heard Mu Yuncheng continue, "Miss Xiyan, come with me, I have something to ask you."

Xiyan nodded, but lost her focus, her feet inevitably slipped again, Mu Yuncheng pursed her lips, and reached out to hold her cold fingertips.

The warmth with the smell of cedar flows down the arms to the limbs.

Xiyan's breath stagnated, and a blush immediately crept up her cheeks.

On the shore, the dark guard handed over the embroidered shoes, and after changing the combat boots, the distance between the two of them widened again.

Unable to keep up with the man's pace, the woman behind her muttered in a low voice, "I can't sweat..."

Mu Yuncheng let out a "hmm" without looking back, but deliberately slowed down his pace.

It's not that he doesn't understand the little thoughts of his daughter's family, it's just that he has an old friend in his heart, and he doesn't want to deal with anything else.

All the people on the street shut their doors, the sound of war drums never stopped, the soldiers walked in a hurry, and everyone was terrified.

Xiyan lowered her head and followed Mu Yuncheng into the gate of the mansion.

When the man stopped, he felt that the person behind him hit his back impartially.

He frowned, and turned around in confusion, but saw the little girl holding her forehead with one hand, with self-blame on her face, so he couldn't say a word of reprimand.

Xiyan's clumsy appearance was far from her soft and graceful temperament, Mu Yuncheng chuckled and shook his head silently.

"Sir..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she saw the back of the busy maid not far away froze!
The unique voice, the clear and soft enunciation, even made the maid turn her head and take a look.

If it's an ordinary maid, Xiyan thinks it's okay, Mu Yuncheng's people are cautious.

However, this back view made Xi Yan's whole heart jump to her throat!

Half a year had passed, and the girl was already graceful and graceful, but Xi Yan could still see who this person was at a glance.

This maid is exactly Shao Yao!

No wonder I made so much noise around Bai Qi and never saw her figure. It turned out that she had already mingled with Mu Yuncheng!
The movement of Shaoyao turning her head was only for a moment.

Xiyan had nowhere to hide, and in a flash, she stepped forward and hurriedly stretched out her arms to wrap around Mu Yuncheng's waist!
The draft at the entrance of the mansion was strong.

Xiyan's heartbeat was also very strong.

And Mu Yuncheng's heartbeat also seemed to be beating indiscernibly.

"Xi……"

Just as Mu Yuncheng was about to speak, the person in his arms suddenly grabbed his palm, slightly bent his index finger, and scratched it playfully.

As if being choked by the cold wind, Mu Yuncheng felt his throat tighten, and the remaining word "Yan" was swallowed by him.

The girl raised her chin slightly, and whispered her voice along his neck and into his ears, "There is a fine work."

The footsteps behind him gradually approached, and Mu Yuncheng immediately understood the direction of the meticulous work.

He lifted up his snow-white cloak and wrapped the person in his arms tightly.

The girl's waist was like a willow branch that had just been plucked, so soft that he didn't dare to grab it vigorously.

Xiyan's feet softened, and she hurriedly grabbed Mu Yuncheng's lapel.

While dazed, she was surrounded by the smell of cedar, and then she was hugged by Mu Yuncheng in such a dazed way, and turned around to hide in the bedroom.

Shao Yao didn't see who was coming, so she could only hurry to the bedroom, but Mu Yuncheng ordered in a deep voice, "Stay back!"

The high-ranking maid stretched out her hand to stop Shao Yao.

The maidservant, who knows how to read words and expressions, only had a cold look in her eyes, and Shao Yao hastily lowered her eyes.

The door of the sleeping hall was closed in response, and soon, only Xiyan and Mu Yuncheng were left in the room, and a needle could be heard.

Mu Yuncheng put down the person in his arms, and said apologetically, "Miss Xiyan, how offended you are."

"It's me who should thank you..."

Xiyan looked at him, but only captured his usual self-restraint and tranquility.

The man's brows and eyes are picturesque, warm and elegant, which makes her even more shy and flustered.

For no reason, fine beads of sweat gushed out from her neck.

Startled, she hurriedly distanced herself.

"I...I can't sweat..."

It was the same murmur again, this time, Mu Yuncheng finally heard the clue.

He raised his eyebrows in confusion, and asked softly, "Why?"

Xi Yan bit her lower lip, and said with difficulty, "I came to you because I got the map of the hidden passage that I lost."

Mu Yuncheng nodded innocently, but was still curious, "Well, so, why can't you sweat?"

The clear and pleasant voice floated to Xi Yan's ears, dyeing the tips of her ears crimson.

Avoiding Mu Yuncheng's gaze, she said with difficulty, "It's an emergency, that picture...is...on my back..."

Mu Yuncheng was dumbfounded.

The man who has always been calm and calm, at this moment, was a little at a loss.

He clenched his hand into a fist, put it to his lips and coughed lightly, and suggested, "I'll call a maid who can write."

As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave. After taking a few steps, he stopped.

"You just said that there is a secret job," Mu Yuncheng lowered his eyes lightly, "Miss Xiyan, can you guarantee that there is only one maidservant in the secret job?"

Xiyan was reminded by him, and shook her head uncertainly, "There is no guarantee."

Mu Yuncheng turned around, walked to the table, picked up a piece of rice paper with his slender fingers, and quietly spread it out.

"Miss Xiyan..."

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Xi Yan raised her hand to take off the black cloak on her body.

"My son, you come to draw, Xiyan believes in you."

(End of this chapter)