Chapter 295 His Little Life
The cold wind blows the snow, passes through the courtyard and trees, in the Qingxi Garden of Fufu, the servants are all sent away from the main house.

Xie Zhan suppressed his emotions and sat in Fuxuan's room with a dark face.

What emerged in his mind were the endless flames in the building just now, the black smoke that blocked his sight as if it would never go away, the scorched and twisted corpse, and the fear of losing her that filled his bones and blood.

Fu Xuan squatted beside her, lowering her eyes deliberately, not wanting to meet Lang Jun's gaze.

Holding a pair of small scissors in her hand, she carefully cut off Xie Zhan's trouser legs.There was a burn on Xie Zhan's left calf, and the trouser leg and flesh were stuck together, which was quite shocking to look at.

Taking off his clothes, Fu Xuan swallowed the choke in her throat, blew on his legs, applied the wound medicine on him, and began to wrap the gauze strangely.

Xie Zhan had promised her that even after marriage, she would do whatever she liked, but today because he saved her and was injured, Fu Xuan suddenly became the wrong party.

But her temperament is more delicate than others, and she categorically does not allow others to blame her.

So, while twisting the gauze crookedly, she pre-emptively moaned:

"What do you say you're going to do yourself? I'm fine."

"If you don't come, I'll just dive into the water. Brother Xiao and Linglong have already picked him up in the water."

"We have Qingyang Lake in Jingzhou, and there is a cliff next to it. I jumped with my brothers since I was a child. Let me think about it..." Fu Xuan frowned and paused, "There must be five or six people in that place. It’s ten feet tall, how tall is Changle Building, it’s three feet tall.”

Listening to her making excuses, Xie Zhan rubbed his brows helplessly.

She said it as if it wasn't her who was trembling with fear by the window just now, seeing him as if he had finally seen his savior.

"Xuanxuan..."

"Since you're injured, stop talking!" Fu Xuan interrupted.

Xie Zhan: "..."

It wasn't his mouth that hurt.

Xie Zhan glanced at the location of his wound, "Xuan—"

Suddenly, Xie Zhan stopped.

Fu Xuan held his face with both hands, kissed his lips, and blocked all the reprimands, care, and comforts that he wanted to say.

She was terrified to death today, so she had to pretend to be calm. While encouraging those who could only dive into the water for survival but did not dare to dive, she wondered when the fire downstairs would burn, and whether she would be killed before she could get out in time. burn to death.

She is afraid of pain, more afraid of death, and even more afraid that someone will be sad for her after death.

Seeing Xie Zhan coming, she finally felt at ease, but afterward she was afraid. If Xie Zhan had something wrong with her, how could she be worthy of him and his parents and relatives?
He is the patriarch of the prestigious Zhong Ding Family, the backbone of the Xie Clan, and the humerus minister of Emperor Mu Andi.How his life mattered.

Thinking about it this way, the joy of going to the theater on purpose was completely gone, and the guilt in her heart increased a lot.

Xie Changheng, don't talk.

Don't say it.

After kissing for a long time, Fu Xuan felt that Xie Zhan really stopped talking, so Fu Xuan let him go.

Seeing that his clothes were dirty and even a corner of the hem was burnt off, Fu Xuan said again: "I'll get you a set of clothes, you can change before you go back."

Xie Zhan paused slightly, wanting to say no.

But Fuxuan went to the closet after speaking, without giving him a chance to answer.

It was a gesture of deliberately avoiding talking to him, not wanting to listen to him.

Ever since the two got engaged, he has been secretly resting in her Qingxi Garden all day long. This noble young man is picky and obsessed with cleanliness. The same set of clothes for two days, so Fuxuan quietly prepared a lot of his regular and official uniforms here.

Today is still the "little year" for the people here in Jiankang City. Yesterday Xie Zhan said that today he was going back to Xie's house and would not come to Yongqi Lane. body.

I'm afraid that the Xie family is still waiting for the head of the family.

Thinking of this, Fu Xuan took the clothes more neatly, and quickly walked back to Xie Zhan's side.

Xie Zhan stood up propped on the table beside him, fixed Fu Xuan's eyes with a pair of unfathomable eyes, and did not reach out to take her things.

"Chang Heng?" Fu Xuan called out as if asking.

To be honest, when she saw Xie Zhan's unpredictable appearance, her heart beat.

I can't say I'm afraid, it's the kind of bottomless panic.

As for why, Fu Xuan doesn't understand right now, let alone have time to figure it out.

At this moment, she only felt that she was being stared at by a fat cat like a little mouse that had eaten something.

Seeing that Xie Zhan didn't act in any way, Fu Xuan simply lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand, and put it on his jade belt, intending to put it on for him herself.

Send this "Buddha" away quickly.

Xie Zhan's expression moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, before he had time to open his mouth, the jade belt around his waist was untied with a "click" and then pulled off again.

After a while, the clothes were messed up by Fu Xuan, revealing her thin waist.

"I won't go." Xie Zhan said abruptly.

His voice fell to the ground with the last piece of clothing on his body, and the string that Fu Xuan was stretching seemed to be struck by someone with a "clang--".

He... still wants to settle accounts with her?
Fu Xuan raised her eyes to look at Xie Zhan, with guilt and panic in her eyes.

Xie Zhan breathed out slowly.

"Xuan—"

Xie Zhan's expression changed, and his breathing stopped suddenly.

A small life was seized.

His subsequent explanations, just like that, had to be stuck in his throat.

"Changheng, don't talk!"

Fu Xuan shook her head, looking at him with a pair of bright beautiful eyes, seeming to be begging, shy, embarrassed, and more, the lonely courage and temptation of "you shut up, I will let you pick".

Xie Zhan couldn't laugh or cry.

He was not angry at all as the little girl mistakenly thought.

"I didn't... hiss—"

It really hurts.

The blue veins on Xie Zhan's forehead bulged solidly with her sudden exertion.

"I didn't expect that there would be a fire there, let alone that it would burn upstairs so quickly. I, I was also very scared. After running with those people for a long time, I realized that there was a river behind that building. But, but , But, how should I put it, I have helped many people escape today, and it is also a good thing. Who knew that you went there in person, and you were injured because of it, so don’t be angry, I, I..."

Suddenly, Fuxuan's incoherent speech stopped.

She looked down and her eyes widened instantly.

Even if the two of them had done everything in the past, but at the moment when she was explaining to him, this...

It's so embarrassing.

Xie Zhan rolled his Adam's apple, suppressed certain emotions, stretched out his hand to grab her little paw, and said in a hoarse voice, "Quickly let go."

He didn't want to do this in his heart, but she opened her mouth excitedly, never distracted from the current situation at all.

How can he stay still?

Fu Xuan's mind went blank.

Those eyes were too deep, as if everything was about to be sucked in by him.

It was too late to find another way, so Fuxuan just kept on doing nothing, and ruthlessly stretched out another paw towards Xie Zhan...

Xie Zhan: "..."

(End of this chapter)

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