Princess Feng Qinghua is a rich man

Chapter 83
At sunset, Mu Huaqi was leisurely leaning on the soft couch in the room, reading a book of strange essays slowly, occasionally laughing in low voices because of the funny passages in the book, her eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, Qiao Xiaoqian, reflecting the sunlight coming in from the window, the ordinary face makes people unconsciously fascinated.

When Fuxiu walked in lightly from the door, what he saw was such a picture, and he was stunned on the spot for a while, standing still for a long time, watching quietly, for fear of disturbing such a quiet and beautiful scene.

Having practiced martial arts for many years, Mu Huaqi's cultivation has reached a certain level, and her alertness will not be weak.However, she only found out after Fuxiu stood there for some time, and she couldn't help but sigh. She didn't know whether she relaxed her vigilance because she thought that there were people guarding in the dark around the yard, or whether Fuxiu's martial arts cultivation was superior to hers. It seemed that there was no sound of fighting just now, but Fuxiu was able to escape those people and enter the Qilian Courtyard without a sound, and she knew the skills of those people best, even the secret guards of Bixiu Palace It's not bad, but after thinking about it, didn't she also successfully entered the Prince Xiu's Mansion back then?

I don't know who has a better chance of winning if she and Fuxiu fight.

After returning from the Shuyuan, Steward Liu brought a doctor to look at her wound, applied some ointment and drank a bowl of soup, tidied up after they left, and she lay down comfortably.She actually didn't take this little injury seriously, it was just a matter of recuperating for a few days.

He calmly lowered the book, revealing a pair of clear eyes, looked at Fu Xiu and said, "His Royal Highness, why are you here?" Looking at the weather, it seems that it is not too early. I remember that the last time he came here was at night So, does he have a habit of breaking into women's boudoir late at night?
Seeing him dressed in white clothes, she shook her head secretly, no matter how she looked, she didn't look like him.

Fuxiu looked at the woman in front of him who couldn't bear to move her body, and was a little unhappy. As soon as he heard that she was injured, he put down what he was doing and rushed over immediately. He didn't even have time to prepare the carriage. In Mu Hua's mansion, the speed was so fast that even Tu Li, who was always by his side, was left far behind, but what did he come to see so anxiously?
She was lying down and reading a book leisurely, and she still looked very unwelcome when she saw him?

Although he knew that nothing would happen to her with her martial arts that even he couldn't see the depth of it, but even so, when he heard the hidden guard report that she was injured, he was inexplicably flustered and rushed over in a hurry.

His face turned cold, "Aren't you injured? What are you doing like this?" Then he stepped forward, stopped only one step away from the soft couch, and looked at her coldly.

Although Mu Huaqi didn't really care about the idea that men and women are different, she was not very comfortable being stared at like this all the time. She sat up slowly with one hand propped on the corner of the soft couch, but she still looked lazy. Her posture was not at all dignified and elegant that an ordinary woman in a boudoir should have. She glanced at the scars under her loose sleeves, and said indifferently: "Oh, you are talking about this. Actually, it's nothing serious, but just a little rub It’s just an injury, and it will be fine in a few days, besides, will I be so stupid that I will suffer myself?” Thinking that the You family’s mother and daughter will stay in the Buddhist hall for three months, he smiled slightly, “It’s my mother and five Sister, I’m afraid I’m going to have a hard time for a while.” As she spoke, she felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, she realized that she and Fuxiu didn’t seem to be familiar enough to say these things casually, but they also felt uncomfortable with themselves. Unknowingly, she let go of her defenses against him for so many years and felt a little inconceivable.

(End of this chapter)