Chapter 138 Just thinking about settling the account
Cheng Nianying walked around today, sometimes here, sometimes there, and she was indeed hungry after all this time.
But now, sitting at the table, seeing the guards calling the servants of the Cen family and presenting various kinds of food to them one by one... it was really a bit weird.
Cheng Nianying is not the only one who feels weird.
The servants of the Cen family couldn't help but quietly look at Cheng Nianying.
...At this hour, shouldn't we order someone to bring water?
Although we didn't have a night of love, we did have a table of delicious food.
While they were lost in thought, they suddenly heard the guest from the Imperial Capital ask, "What are you looking at?"
The tone is calm.
They raised their heads unconsciously and were about to answer, but saw that the man's expression was indifferent.
The servants were shocked and immediately realized that they had made a big mistake: "No, we dare not look at anything, we will leave now."
It turns out that even looking at "Xiao He" a few more times is not okay.
They buried their heads tightly and didn't dare to raise them up until they had completely retreated.
Fu Yi was still angry. He turned around and saw that Cheng Nianying had not touched her chopsticks.
"Why? Are you afraid I'll poison it?"
Without waiting for Cheng Nianying to respond, Fu Yi suddenly sat down next to her, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, put it into his mouth and swallowed it.
The guards next to him almost popped their eyes out of their sockets.
"……master!"
It was too late for them to stop it, and all they could do was feel an immense shock in their heads.
How can you ask the prince to taste the food?!
Fu Yi didn't even look at them, but asked Cheng Nianying in a tone that was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Are you relieved now?"
Cheng Nianying reached out, picked up the pot, poured tea, then lowered her head and drank it all in one breath.
She raised her head and tried to defend herself: "It's not that I suspect you of poisoning it, it's just that I'm thirsty and need to drink some water first."
Fu Yi: “…”
The guard wiped his forehead and said, "We were really scared."
Cheng Nianying quickly lowered her head and started eating seriously, not treating herself badly at all.
Fu Yi took in her appearance and understood why her face had become rounder over time.
That's right. Thinking back to the night she first entered the Prince's Mansion... someone else pretending to be her replacement must have been so nervous she couldn't even swallow water. She'd been enjoying her food back then, so why would she be eating it now?
After a while.
Cheng Nianying put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and asked, "Is this the last meal before execution?"
Fu Yi's anger, which had just subsided, was easily aroused again by her words.
"What do you think?"
Cheng Nianying sat there, scooping up water from the jar to wipe her hands, and whispered, "You're not going to kill me."
Fu Yi stared at her hands without saying anything.
"Qin Yurong isn't dead, right? Death from illness is just an external explanation..."
Fu Yi raised his eyes and met her eyes that were filled with hope.
He asked in return: "Am I that kind-hearted?"
He thought she was probably going to say "You have", which was something pleasant to hear.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Nianying said, "I don't know."
Fu Yi repeated: "You don't know?"
Cheng Nianying nodded confidently, then turned to the guard and asked, "Did you guess what the prince was thinking?"
Guard: "I, I, I, I... I don't know."
Cheng Nianying: "Look, he doesn't know either. So why is it strange that I don't know?"
Fu Yi: “…”
Don't be angry with her.
Don't be angry with her.
Fu Yi said calmly, "If you want to know what's going on with Qin Yurong, why don't you go and see for yourself?"
He wanted her to see it with her own eyes, but refused to explain it clearly. Doesn't that mean Qin Yurong is still alive?
Cheng Nianying was not as angry as before.
Looking at Prince Danshuo in front of him, he also felt that he had indeed softened his heart.
Anyone else would definitely not be able to tolerate it.
The meal she was eating now must be her last meal before execution.
Cheng Nianying asked again, "Why don't you see Wu Xun?"
"Are you curious about him?"
"I don't see any familiar faces around."
After Cheng Nianying finished speaking, she glanced at his expression and decided to tell him, "I don't know what the prince thinks, because he always asks me this."
Fu Yi choked.
The guards even wanted to plug their ears. They dared not listen!
"Someone come here." Fu Yi turned and looked outside the door.
When the servants of the Cen family heard the noise, they immediately walked in, but this time they didn't dare to look at Cheng Nianying any more.
"Pull away the dishes and take her to bathe and change."
"Yes." The servant thought to himself that the normal process had finally begun.
Cheng Nianying frowned slightly and followed the servant.
The architectural style of Weiyang is very different from that of Yujing. Otherwise, Cheng Nianying would have the illusion of returning to the Prince's Mansion when walking under the eaves.
When she came back, Fu Yi had changed into a more casual robe and was sitting there, as if waiting for her.
"It's getting late, go lie down on the bed."
Cheng Nianying's brows furrowed again. Why did he come back to sleep with her after all these twists and turns?
Seeing that she didn't move, Fu Yi turned around and said, "Since I asked Cen San for you today, if you still sleep in a separate room, Cen San will definitely become suspicious of you."
This was said with consideration for her.
But it's not a lie.
Cheng Nianying didn't hesitate and just said "Oh", then lay down on the bed with her waist bent.
Then I touched the copper hairpin stuffed into my purse with my backhand, feeling at ease.
Fu Yi came to the bedside, and his shadow fell, almost covering Cheng Nianying completely.
Just when Cheng Nianying was feeling uncomfortable, he raised his hand and lowered the bed curtain.
He didn't lie down with me, huh? Cheng Nianying was puzzled.
I only heard rustling sounds in my ears.
Cheng Nianying couldn't help but lift up a corner of the bed curtain and lay down on the edge of the bed to look inside.
But the guards spread layers of quilts on the ground with grim expressions.
Fu Yi just lay down like that.
Lying beside Cheng Nianying's bed.
The guards blew out all the remaining candles, leaving only one. The remaining light fluttered and fell on Fu Yi's face.
The more his eyebrows and eyes are outlined, the more handsome he becomes, making him look like someone other than an ordinary person.
Cheng Nianying was stunned for a moment, then reached out to grab his arm without thinking.
Fu Yi's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, and then he grabbed Cheng Nianying's wrist.
"What?" he asked.
In the dim light, Cheng Nianying seemed to see his Adam's apple roll.
She blinked and said, "Get up, I'll switch with you."
Fu Yi: “…No need.”
"Why not?" Cheng Nianying lay on the edge of the bed, as if she was about to fall into Fu Yi's arms at any time.
The picky Prince Danshuo no longer found the thin bricks laid by the Cen family so disgusting.
He tightened his grip on Cheng Nianying's hand, almost unable to contain the desire in his heart to pull her down.
At this time, Cheng Nianying continued, "The prince is weak. If he falls ill after sleeping on the ground, wouldn't it be my fault? It would make it even more difficult for me to settle this account."
Fu Yi's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to argue with her about the second half of the sentence.
He said in an indistinct tone, "Shouldn't you be very clear about whether I'm weak or not?"
Cheng Nianying paused, then slowly realized that he was referring to the bed.
She rarely blushed before, and today was no exception.
After thinking for a moment, he changed the subject and asked, "If I accidentally stepped on your foot while getting up at night, would you remember it?"
Fu Yi: “…………”
He let go of Cheng Nianying's wrist and pulled the curtain tight, not allowing her to stick her head out again.
"If you continue like this, I will have to tie you up."
Like this? How? Cheng Nianying shrank back, completely confused as to how she had provoked him.
She stared at the bed curtains, then suddenly remembered something and reminded Fu Yi, "I'm willing to trade with the prince. Isn't that good for the prince?"
I'm still thinking about this...
In short, I just want to settle his account.
Fu Yi almost made her angry again.
After a while, he said quietly, "If you invite me to sleep with you, then you will be treating me well."
“…” The room was silent.
I don't know whether she was pretending to be asleep or really asleep, but she didn't respond to him at all.
…
When they stood up the next day, the guards found that their master's face looked even uglier than when they left the capital.
Cen San came to see him early and said, "My elder and second brothers are back and are just waiting to see the prince."
After saying that, Cen San couldn't help but glance at Fu Yi's eyes.
Beauty is so captivating that few men in the world can resist it. Cen Sanyi knew this long ago.
But the fact that the Prince Danshuo, who was so famous in the court and the country, was obsessed with this kind of thing one day still shocked Cen San.
"Well, please lead the way, Third Master." Fu Yi responded.
"Oh." Cen San looked back at the closed door and left with Fu Yi.
When the eldest and second sons of the Cen family heard that Fu Yi had arrived, they asked for a "maid".
Seeing Fu Yi at this moment, he couldn't help but be amazed.
This meeting was not long. When they were about to part, Mr. Cen couldn't help but ask, "Did the prince like the little maid from yesterday?"
Fu Yi raised his eyelids: "I like it."
Mr. Cen Sanye felt that for some reason, these two words seemed to burst out from between his teeth.
With both love and gnashing hatred.
Is it an illusion?
"As long as the prince likes it, the snow has stopped today. Would you like to take a walk in the mountains?"
"Prepare the carriage. I want to take Xiao He to the market."
So... you took him out with you? Do you really like him that much?
Mr. Cen Sanye suppressed his surprise and waved to someone to prepare the carriage.
On the other side, Cheng Nianying got up, washed, changed clothes, and had some snacks.
After eating, she tentatively wanted to walk out of Tingxuexuan.
The guards didn't stop her.
Cheng Nianying couldn't help but pursed her lips, with a gleam in her eyes.
Before he could even feel happy for a moment, he saw Fu Yi coming towards him, followed by the Yao girl.
"Come with me." Fu Yi stretched out his hand to her.
Miss Yao looked at the hand that Fu Yi extended.
The bones and flesh are well-proportioned, slender and strong.
Am I overestimating this little girl? Miss Yao wondered.
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