Blood marriage, the gentleness of the mysterious evil monarch

After Qian Diewu came back from the front yard, she stayed in the room in a daze, reflecting on what she had done today, and felt inexplicably sad for Jimo Wuxuan's suspicion. Even the dinner was served in the room, and she didn't take a step out of the room. , until night falls.

Before that, she didn't care about Jimo Wuxuan's doubts at all, but today she felt a little hurt because of his doubts, and hoped to gain his trust.

Maybe it's because too many things have happened recently, and she has thought too much, which is why she has such a messy mood.

"Ma'am, it's getting late, you should rest, and this servant will make your bed." Cuixiang walked in, bowed slightly and went to make the bed.

Qian Diewu stopped what was on her mind, and asked, "Cuixiang, where is the Great Castle Lord?"

"Ma'am, this servant has already told you that this servant has a low status and cannot know the whereabouts of the Great Castle Lord at all times. This servant does not know where the Great Castle Lord is at the moment, but according to my servant's guess, the Great Castle Lord is probably in The counting room or the study room, the castle master is often busy until midnight."

"Oh." Qian Diewu replied disappointedly, and didn't make things difficult for Cuixiang. Seeing that she had already made the bed, she said softly, "Cuixiang, it's late, go back and rest, don't wait for me. I can come by myself."

"Well, if you have any orders, Da Furen, just call out a few times, and someone will come and tell the servants."

"I know, you go to rest."

"Yes." Cuixiang bowed again, and then left, closing the door before leaving.

After Cuixiang left, Qiandiewu still sat still, staring at the bed in a daze, remembering that Jimo Wuxuan once said that the bed was his and she couldn't sleep.

So tonight, it would be more appropriate for her to sleep sitting or lying on the table.

Jimo Wuxuan worked in the accounting room until midnight, and returned to the room to rest when he was done. He saw lights in the room outside the door, and thought that Qian Diewu hadn't rested yet, so he pushed the door open and entered. It turned out to be some stupid woman sleeping on the table, which made him speechless, so he woke her up, "Get up."

"Hmm..." Qian Diewu was in a deep sleep, and was suddenly woken up. She squinted her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, but she couldn't see clearly, so she rubbed her hands and asked sleepily, "Who is it?"

As soon as he finished asking, he saw clearly who the person in front of him was, and immediately regained his energy, and greeted him with a smile on his face, "It's you, are you done with your work?"

"Why don't you go to sleep on the bed?" Jimo Wuxuan answered irrelevantly, looked at her coldly, as if angry at her behavior of sleeping on the stomach.

"Hmm..." She let out a voice of doubt, looked at the bed, and answered him, "You said that, except for the bed, I can sleep anywhere in this room."

"You..." Did he ever say such a thing?

It seems to have.

How could he say such a thing at that time?

do not know.

"You must be very tired after working all night. I'll help you to rest." Qian Diewu ignored Jimo Wuxuan's indifference, stood up, and wanted to help him.

"No need." Before she touched him, Jimo Wuxuan had coldly refused, pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed, propped his hands on the bed, borrowed a little strength, and transferred the whole person from the wheelchair to the bed. Flexible and light.

Qian Diewu was not idle either, she hurried over, squatted down, and wanted to help him take off his shoes, but was yelled like thunder.

"stop."