Drawing Crescent Eyebrows: Alluring Zinnia with a Smile

Chapter 8

At night, Yushu Liuguanglou is as quiet as ever.

"Miss, it's getting late, let's settle down earlier." Xiyun said to Qingyou while tidying up the bed.

Sitting in front of the book desk, Qingyou is facing a landscape painting that she had drawn earlier, holding a purple brush in her hand, but she hasn't written a stroke for a long time, but her eyes wandered to every inch of the decoration in this room, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart. melancholy.

It seemed that he still cared after all.

For so many years, no matter how much she wanted to get rid of the Sixth Army Commander's Mansion, she still couldn't let go of Bu Qingyou in her heart, and she still had feelings for herself.

"I don't feel sleepy yet. You've been tired all day. Go to sleep first. Don't worry about me." She said clearly, still taking a panoramic view of everything in the room. After all, after one month, her It doesn't belong here anymore.

Xiyun smiled softly, brought the teapot to her side, refilled tea and said: "Miss does not sleep, girl will naturally wait on her."

She took the teacup handed by Xiyun, and said lightly: "Xiyun, after all, you have lived in this room longer than me..."

Xiyun was stunned, and said with a smile: "Yes, Miss was not in the mansion for a few years, and servants guarded here. When Miss returned to the mansion, the name of this courtyard was also changed..."

Qingyou lowered her eyes slightly, stood up and walked slowly, "I still feel a bit reluctant to leave, but it's also good, if the prince's mansion is noisy, my father won't worry about me."

"Since the young lady returned to the mansion, this servant feels that the young lady has worried a lot about the marshal!" As she spoke, she thought to herself, and asked cautiously: "Miss... In fact, since you returned to the mansion, this servant has seen that you are more and more different from the past. , I always want to ask about some things, but I am afraid that the lady will get angry."

Qingyou knew that what she wanted to ask was what had happened to her during the years when she was not in the mansion, "Do you really want to know?"

Xiyun said seriously: "Yes, it's about Miss, so it's hard for slaves to explain."

Qingyou has always known that Xiyun has always been loyal to her, but she didn't tell her in the past because there was nothing she wanted, but now that she is about to marry into the unfathomable Seventh Prince's Mansion, only Xiyun is left by her side. If there are any side issues in the future, it would be better to tell her right now.

"Sit." Qingyou sat down at the round table, and also pulled Xiyun to sit down.

"Slaves dare not..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was pulled by Qingyou to sit down.

Qingyou looked at her softly, "You have been by my side since childhood, except for the three years when I lived in Xiqi, you have been inseparable from me, you are said to be a master and servant, but you are like a sister in this high gate , I have never treated you as an outsider."

Xiyun smiled sincerely, "Yes, Miss has always treated Xiyun well."

"So... it's good if you know these things, at least, I don't have to hold them in my heart... and I can have time to take a few breaths..."

Xiyun stared at her intently, with a little soreness in his expression.

Although, she has never heard her mention how those three years were like, but just based on her changes after returning home, Xiyun can conclude that her life in those three years was by no means ordinary.

Qingyou took a sip of tea, and said quietly: "Now I will tell you about those years... But Xiyun, remember, it's fine if you know it after hearing it, it's just for you to understand better Your master, don't become a burden in your heart."

Xiyun nodded seriously, "Listen to Miss's orders."

Qingyou closed her eyebrows, and told the story of Xiqi's three years...

Throughout the night, she hadn't finished talking about the past, she wished in her heart to say it, so she really could let it go.

(End of this chapter)