As expected, Fu Yu became very busy after the Mid-Autumn Festival, often coming back late at night and leaving on horseback before dawn. Seeing this, the housekeeper felt very distressed and tactfully asked Xihe to stop pestering the general.
Xihe: “…”
So she gently suggested, "It's so troublesome to go back and forth every day. Why don't you just live in the barracks?"
Fu Yu closed his eyes and said "hmm".
So Xihe felt relieved, turned over and fell into a sound sleep.
As a result, the man came back the next night, exhausted and cold. She shivered as he held her in his arms.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't come back?" She pushed the man's chest.
"Stop making trouble and go to sleep." A big hand pressed her head into his arms, his voice full of fatigue, so Xihe fell silent and closed her eyes obediently.
In early September, a small-scale war broke out outside the city.
Xihe changed into ordinary clothes and went to the street to look around. She found that everyone looked calm and there was no tension. They just went about their business. She even saw a few foreigners with deep eyes and curly hair.
As the weather grew colder, wars broke out more frequently and on larger scales.
After each war, the restaurants on the street would be extremely popular, and the customers were almost all surviving soldiers.
In this precarious life, where one might die at any moment, no one has any scruples.
Xihe discovered that even Fu Yu began to become clingy.
No matter how late it is, he will come back as long as he can. In the past, he would just give her a kiss at most, but now he almost got into trouble several times.
"Or you..." She felt a little reluctant.
"Need not."
He leaned on her shoulder. After a while, his heavy breathing gradually became smoother. Finally, he hugged her tightly and said, "Go to sleep."
The next day, Xihe woke up, opened the window, and saw a sea of white between the sky and the earth.
It's snowing.
This means that the crucial battle is about to begin.
"Miss, Miss, I heard that the Crown Prince is here." Xiaomei's lively and excited voice came. After hanging out with the maids in the mansion for a while, the timidity in her body unconsciously faded away.
"Yeah." Xihe gathered his clothes and turned back to the house.
In the previous life, not only did the Fu family suffer misfortune, but even the prince who came to watch the battle was demoted to a commoner.
However, the real culprit gained the emperor's favor, rose through the ranks, and became the next emperor.
"Miss, many people went to see it. I heard it was very grand. Aren't you going?" Xiaomei asked.
Knowing that she wanted to go out and play, Xihe smiled and said, "Go if you want."
Xiaomei chuckled and said, "I will serve you first."
In the evening, Fu Yu came back a little early for the first time. He opened the cabinet and took out the newly tailored red dress: "Put it on, and go to the banquet later."
Xihe guessed: "Crown Prince?"
"Yeah." Fu Yu nodded nonchalantly, and with a gentle tug, the ribbon around her waist suddenly unraveled. Xihe was speechless.
She slapped his hand away, kicked him out, and ordered the maid to come in.
It was snowing heavily, and the ground outside was covered with ice and snow. The wheels of the car rolled over the ground, leaving two deep marks.
Xihe had thought there were many people present, but it turned out to be just a private gathering. Besides her and Fu Yu, there was only the Crown Prince and another woman dressed as a man.
"Ayu, who is this?" The prince was a gentle young man with a smiling face and was very friendly.
"Your Highness, this is my fiancée Rou'er. She is young and ignorant, so please teach her more in the future, Princess Consort." Fu Yu raised his glass.
The woman laughed when she heard this: "I was wondering why you suddenly wanted to organize a welcoming party."
She took Xihe's hand, looked her over, and said happily, "She is indeed a fairy."
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