Dusk deepened, like an overturned inkstone, swallowing up the remaining light in the sky. Xihe, held in Fu Yu's arms, rode his black steed toward the city gate.

On the second day, a convoy from the capital stopped in front of the mansion.

"Miss, several servants from the capital would like to pay their respects to you in person. Do you think it is convenient?" The maid looked at Xihe with a flattering face.

"It's inconvenient!" Xiaomei said quickly.

The maidservant was obviously stunned for a moment, and her desire to ask for a reward became nervous.

Glancing lightly at the nervous little maid, Xihe put down the storybook and yawned nonchalantly: "Just disappear. The housekeeper will make the same arrangements this year as he did in previous years."

"Oh, okay." The maid immediately showed a look of sudden realization and left with an ambiguous look.

The sky was dark and the sounds of joy coming from the front yard could be heard from a long distance away. Xihe stretched, stood up and threw himself onto the bed.

Fu Yu had always been a man of integrity, and at the age of twenty, he had no concubines. This made the eldest lady very worried that her son might have fallen in love with a man after spending too long in the army.

Now I suddenly found that there was a girl next to my son, and I had to see who she was.

But Xihe didn't want to let everyone know that he was looking for Fu Yu, so he had to disappear.

In the evening, Fu Yu came back from outside feeling cold.

"Have you had your meal?" He never knew what shame was, and he casually hugged the person in his arms.

The maids who were serving immediately lowered their heads and stared at their toes.

Xihe blushed: "Move aside, can't you see I'm drying my hair?" She had just finished washing, her hair was still wet, and she was wearing a thin shirt.

Motioning the maid to go down, Fu Yu took the handkerchief himself and said eagerly: "I'll help you."

Xihe's face was full of doubt: "Can you do it?"

Fu Yu raised his eyebrows and showed with his actions, of course I can!

A few minutes later, Xihe covered his aching head and looked at him sideways, "Aren't you okay?"

Quietly hiding the hair that was accidentally pulled out behind his back, Fu Yu coughed lightly and said calmly, "Look, it's healed now."

Xihe laughed angrily: "Then I'll help you too."

She tilted her head back, hooked one hand around his neck, and with the other hand, she quickly and decisively pulled off his black gold crown.

"Little cat energy." His eyebrows fluttered and there was a smug smile on his face.

Xihe: "..." She turned around angrily and picked up a comb to comb her hair.

The person in the mirror was wearing white clothes, with black hair like a waterfall, and a pair of big watery eyes on her delicate and small face.

"I'll buy you a glass mirror next time." He rested his head on her shoulder, squinting his eyes, like a big cat, exuding a lazy aura.

Xihe said "Oh", the so-called glass mirror is actually a modern mirror, but it is said to be a product from foreign countries and the price is extremely high.

"Is there anything else you want?" he continued.

"Yes, I like silks, jewelries, and servants around me. I like them all." Xihe said with a smile, slapping away his restless hands.

The man's big hands continued to wrap around her: "Then we can only go back to the capital. We don't have the conditions here."

After a pause, Fu Yu continued to explain: "The border has been unstable recently. If another group of people come in, we don't know what their background will be. What if..."

He leaned over to her face and rubbed it gently: "So I have to inconvenience you for the time being."

Xihe nodded: "Yeah." She also knew that the war would start in a while.