Qing Fu Jin

Chapter 69
Facts have proved that whenever people spend their days and nights trying to carry out the romance to the end, there will always be someone who kills the scenery.

Bo Zhe hugged Ling Bo, put his hands on her back, and was about to move, when the old man Mi Sihan pushed the door open and entered.

You must know that the door of the inner room was not closed. Once the old man entered the door, he could see the situation inside the room clearly, and his face immediately became very exciting.

Bozhe was so frightened that he immediately jumped far away.

"Ahem!" The old man coughed loudly on purpose.

Ling Bo finally came to his senses, bowed his head in embarrassment, but still tightly hugged the bag containing the white fox fur in his hands.

The women's college is not in the middle!

Mi Sihan was troubled in his heart, and waved to Bozhe, "Come here."

Bozhe ran over and followed Mi Sihan out and stood in the yard.

Mi Sihan didn't say a word, and stared at him blankly for a long time, until he saw that Bozhe's heart was trembling, and then he showed a smile and showed appreciation in his eyes.

"The boy is not bad. He took one against two with injuries, and he still managed not to lose the wind."

In fact, what he said was still a bit biased towards Brother Ma Wu. You must know the situation at that time, Bo Zhe was not defeated. If he fights back, Ma Wu and Li Rongbao may not be able to please.

But now Bozhe just took advantage of someone else's daughter, he is sweet in his heart and doesn't care about these things.

He giggled and said, "Then who wins this competition?"

Mi Sihan waved his hand and said, "You win."

Bo Zhe was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Then, from now on, shall I..." He rubbed his hands, grinned flatteringly.

Mi Sihan pursed his lips in disgust and said: "Don't laugh, don't laugh, you're in a panic. My old man keeps his word. From now on, the door of our Fucha house will always be open to you. You can come whenever you want."

Bozhe's eyes brightened.

"However - from now on, it's better to come during the day, and in the middle of the night, you don't think it's troublesome, but we still think you're disturbing the people."

Bozhe nodded vigorously like a golden chicken pecking at rice.

"Thank you, father-in-law!"

Mi Sihan stared and said, "I haven't passed the door yet, don't bark!"

Bo Zhe scratched his forehead and said with a flattering smile, "It's not a matter of time."

Mi Sihan snorted coldly and said: "My ugly words can be said first, you can come and go freely in this mansion, but you have to put away those fancy intestines for me, and if you come out with some unclear things, I will cut them all the same." about you!"

His eyes swept towards Bozhe's crotch like knives.

Bozhe clamped his legs subconsciously.

"Father-in-law, don't worry, my son-in-law is devoted to Ling Bo. He has never done anything wrong to her, not before, and never will in the future!"

He patted his chest and promised, swearing.

Mi Sihan just nodded and walked away, Bo Zhe watched happily.

Let's go, let's go, hurry up, so I can go back to the house and continue to be gentle!

As if there were eyes in the back of his head that could see through his thoughts, Mi Sihan had just taken two steps before turning around again.

"Why don't you come out?"

"Ah?" Bozhe was stunned for a moment, and said, "Didn't you say that I can come and go in this mansion..."

Mi Sihan's eyes widened: "You are allowed to come and go freely, but I can't guarantee your personal safety." He clenched his hands into fists, rattling.

The back of Bozhe's neck felt cold, his face drooped, and he followed behind his buttocks.

Ling Bo stood on the edge of the upper door and watched, seeing him listlessly being carried out by his father, he couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.

When Bozhe left Fucha's house, it was almost four o'clock. After a while, it would be dawn, so he simply didn't go back to the house, and just rode his horse and wandered on the street.

In the darkness before dawn, the streets were deserted, and there was not a single ghost in sight.

He just got the amnesty order, and he can come and go freely in Fucha's house in the future, and he no longer needs to be a thief secretly like before, and after fighting with Ma Wu and Li Rongbao, he feels closer to the men of Fucha's house , I really became like my own person, not to mention the excitement in my heart.

He rode a horse and ran around the street, and it was daylight, so he went directly to the palace to work as a servant, and he was in good spirits after not sleeping all night, and he didn't feel tired at all.

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Xia Ziyu looked around the room, this is where she will live from now on.

After Bo Zhe returned to Beijing, although he didn't deliberately mention it, Guo Jia still knew about his injury and felt distressed, so he took the opportunity to suggest arranging a personal girl for him.

Bozhe didn't want it at first, but Guo Jiashi insisted this time, and he also said that after the New Year's wedding, Ling Bo, a bride, needs to be accompanied by a girl who is familiar with the situation of Prince Jane's mansion. It is better to let Xia Ziyu first In the past, I followed him to get familiar with the things in his yard, and when Ling Bo entered the door in the future, he was able to handle him with ease.

Only then did Bozhe agree.

Xia Ziyu moved into his yard this morning.

Bozhe, the master, was not there, but Guo Jiashi had already ordered her, so Acton led her to the pre-prepared house, saying that it was for her to live in.

Xia Ziyu arranged his luggage and tidied up the house, then went out to find Acton, and asked Bozhe about his daily life and food.

Akton has been with Bozhe for many years. If you want to say at what age did Bozhe start not to wet the bed, at what age did he start wielding knives and guns, at what age did he start riding horses and archery, and even at what age did he start to be interested in women? But when it comes to what color clothes he likes to wear, whether he washes his face or goes to the toilet first when he wakes up, whether he is picky about his meals, chews a few times at a time, whether he likes sweet, salty, sour or spicy, he will say A little bit blind.

After finally coping with it, Xia Ziyu walked away thoughtfully, and he felt like running around the city of Beijing, sweating profusely.

However, Acton was also rough and detailed, and Xia Ziyu's detailed questions made him faintly feel that something was wrong. It seemed that her curiosity about Bo Zhe had surpassed the level that ordinary maids cared about their master.

Maybe she just cared about her master very, very much?

Acton scratched his head.

When Bozhe came back, it was at night, and he was carried back on the back of a horse.It is said that he drank wine with a few Eight Banners who were also serving in the palace. He had a good time and got drunk.

Acton carried him into the yard, seeing Xia Ziyu coming up to meet him, his first words were: "Don't let Fujin know."

Xia Ziyu let out an "oh", frowned, and said, "Why are you so drunk?"

"I'm happy today, I drank a few more glasses."

Acton carried Bozhe back into the room and put him on Luohan's bed. Xia Ziyu hurriedly put a lead pillow under his head.

"I asked someone to boil hot water for my grandfather, and you took good care of it."

Acton went out after explaining.

Bozhe's eyes were closed tightly, he didn't know what was going on, his face was strangely red, and his whole body was filled with the strong smell of alcohol.

Xia Ziyu took off his shoes first, then untied his coat, wrung the wet handkerchief, and wiped his face and neck.

Bozhe uttered a raving, smacked his mouth a few times, and moved a few times.

Xia Ziyu held him down, and when he calmed down, wiped his hands and arms again.

"Girl..."

Bozhe uttered another raving, and she heard it clearly this time.

"Father, did you call me?"

Bozhe might feel the heat, he raised his hand and pulled at his neckline in a daze, frowned and groaned, reeking of alcohol.

"Grandpa?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xia Ziyu thought she was still drunk and couldn't hear her.She put down her veil, poured a bowl of strong tea, lifted his head, and brought it to his mouth.

In a daze, Bozhe felt something hard around his mouth, opened his mouth subconsciously, and poured in the tea, diluting the smell of alcohol in his mouth, and the heat in his chest also subsided a lot.

But after only two sips, he didn't want to drink any more. He turned his head irritably and raised his hand to block it.

His movements were completely unconscious, but Xia Ziyu was already struggling to support his upper body, and he hit her arm holding the tea bowl just in time.

She didn't hold it firmly for a while, and the tea bowl was overturned, and the whole thing fell on Bozhe's chest. Of course, most of the tea in the bowl was spilled.

Xia Ziyu frowned depressedly, removed the tea bowl, and wiped the water stains on his body with a handkerchief.

In a daze, Bozhe felt something moving on his body, soft and light, like, like Ling Bo's hand.

He raised his hand and held the moving thing in his hand, with a childish smile on his lips.

"Girl..." he muttered, "Let's get married tomorrow..."

Xia Ziyu froze, she finally understood who the "girl" was referring to, not her, but Ling Bo, her future mistress.

"Master, do you like Lingbo Gege?"

She asked softly in Bozhe's ear.

Bozhe closed his eyes and smiled foolishly.

"I like it... I really like it..."

She felt sore.

"Then, besides Lingbo Gege, who else do you like?"

She pursed her lips, a little nervous and a little expectant.

Bozhe frowned, looking a little confused and agitated.

"I don't like anyone... I just like girl... I only have you in my heart... girl, girl..."

He was raving, pressing Xia Ziyu's hand on his heart, his face covered with a misty sweetness.

Xia Ziyu bit his lip sadly.Sure enough, childhood memories are not long-lived. After so many years, everyone has grown up. You have forgotten me, right?Then have you also forgotten that once, you also said you liked me?You also said you wanted me to be your bride?

The corners of her eyes were a little hot.

When her family was ruined, when she fell from heaven to hell, when she suffered from the warmth and coldness of the human world, when she was struggling in poverty and hunger, she also despaired and complained to heaven.However, when he appeared in front of her, when she successfully aroused the sympathy of this former playmate for her, she thought that her life was about to change, as long as she worked hard and endured for the time being, peace and happiness would slowly come to her. She opens the door.

She doesn't expect to be superior, she doesn't expect to be rich and beautiful, she doesn't expect to be his slaves, she doesn't expect to be his most suitable wife, because she knows her identity, and she will never be able to get all these.

However, as his childhood sweetheart, as the woman he trusted and liked so much, couldn't she have a little hope?
Maybe she will be called his concubine, even if she doesn't have a noble status, at least she can get his sincerity, at least she can have a place in his heart.

That's what she thought and planned, so after entering the mansion, she tried her best to please Guo Jiashi, and tried her best to show her virtuousness, and now she has successfully come to his side, becoming the woman closest to him.

However, if he gave his future wife all his heart, would she still get what she wanted?

(End of this chapter)