The frail girl clung to the tall man's shoulders, buried her head in his neck, and rubbed him coquettishly... Song Yue's face was dazed, and she was completely stunned.
This, this, this, how dare Cheng Xi? This is the eldest son!
Moreover, she hurt the eldest lady!
She is a sinner...
He Yu frowned and pulled Xi He's collar open: "Cheng Xi, do you know what the difference between men and women is?"
Xihe hugged his neck tightly and refused to let go: "Ayu, you hurt me..."
He Yu: I subconsciously let go.
Xihe immediately threw herself into his arms, hanging on him like a koala, and rubbing his face with satisfaction.
He Yu: “…”
The room was silent. Song Yue stood aside, feeling dazed and not knowing what day it was. Young Master, would you just let Cheng Xi bully you like this?
Is this still the unattainable young master?
Xihe felt uncomfortable in this position, and soon she lay on He Yu's lap again, yawning with her eyes closed... Her hair was loose, revealing half of her slender white neck.
He Yu: ...
I am becoming more and more courageous and not afraid of him at all.
He let her go, and seeing that she was about to crawl over again, he immediately threw a piece of clothing over her shoulders and said, "Sleep."
"Oh~"
Xihe moved and rested his face on his palm: "Are you leaving?"
He Yu paused, smoothed his slightly messy clothes, and replied lightly: "Yeah." He still had official business to attend to, so naturally he couldn't stay here all the time.
Xihe nodded: "Then go ahead and do your work. Remember to come see me tomorrow."
I feel like a resentful woman in the deep palace, waiting for the emperor to come and favor me every day... cough cough cough.
He Yu turned and left without saying a word. Song Yue immediately followed him out the door and walked to the willow tree by the lake. She looked as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. Although her brother had told her before leaving that he was here to take care of Cheng Xi, he hadn't mentioned the eldest son's attitude towards Cheng Xi. How could he be considered a sinner? His food, clothing, housing, and transportation were all exquisite, and his behavior was indulgent... Song Yue shuddered, not daring to think about it any further.
He Yu's eyes were cold: "Take good care of her."
Song Yue bowed: "Yes, Master."
With the addition of Songyue to the thatched hut, Xihe's life became much better. At least bumps and bruises rarely happened anymore. He was dressed neatly every day and his wounds were often dressed. The only bad thing was that He Yu disappeared for more than ten days.
"Songyue, where is your young master?"
"I don't know."
"oh."
Xihe turned over and let the summer breeze blow on his face: "Huaizhu, go call your master."
Huaizhu glanced at Songyue and nodded: "Yes."
Songyue: "..."
She couldn't help but said, "Cheng Xi, don't forget your identity!"
An ordinary disciple, a guilty person who hurt the young lady, actually dared to have inappropriate thoughts about the eldest son. Absurd! He has no sense of propriety!
Xihe closed his eyes and ignored her.
Songyue: "..."
In the villa, He Yu was strolling with Duan Yuan, the son of the leader of the martial arts world. It was he who saved He Wei before.
This boy loves to wear white clothes and travels the world with a crescent-shaped sword. He is the legitimate son of the leader of the martial arts world. He is extremely talented, handsome, and a decent person... He saved He Wei's life and often brings some things to visit him.
"I wonder how the leader is doing these days?"
"Thank you, Brother He, for your concern. My father is doing well."
The two chatted casually while walking on a path lined with flowers. He Yu discreetly inquired about the leader's recent whereabouts, but everything seemed normal, which did not match Cheng Xi's description of him being brutally murdered.
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"Brother He, is that your sister in front of us?"
The spring water was gurgling and the path was full of flowers. He Wei was sitting in a wheelchair across the river, and several maids were waiting not far away.
He Yu glanced at it, nodded to Duan Yuan, and walked towards the opposite side: "Weiwei."
"elder brother?"
He Wei turned around in surprise.
A breeze blew by, and petals fell all over her body, and her black hair fluttered in the air.
He Wei twitched her ears and turned to Duan Yuan, her eyebrows and eyes lively: "But Mr. Duan?"
Duan Yuan glanced at He Yu, stepped forward, and smiled at her: "It's me, it's been a while since we last met. Miss He, are you all right?"
The voice was clean and gentle. He Wei couldn't help blushing. She lowered her head and subconsciously stroked the hair beside her ears with her hand: "Weiwei is fine. Thank you for your concern."
The girl's face was slightly red, and she looked shy and timid, which made her particularly adorable.
Duan Yuan's expression became even gentler: "That's good, young lady, please take care of yourself."
The two had met before, and later Duan Yuan went deep into the poisonous forest to rescue He Wei. They were already very familiar with each other. He Yu stood aside and did not stop their conversation.
Outside the woods,
Huaizhu was peeking out there,
Matsushita glanced at his master and walked over quickly: "Why are you here? The master is busy."
As she said this, she was about to pull him away.
Huaizhu made a bitter face and quickly grabbed his arm: "The person from the villa asked me to come, saying that he wanted to call the master over." Otherwise, he wouldn't want to come.
"Did you say anything?"
"No, no."
Songxia said, "Then you wait for a moment. I will report to the master when he is done."
It's not his fault for his attitude. It's mainly because it wasn't the first time that the villa had called for help recently, and all of them were rejected by the master. Huaizhu had no choice but to walk away with a bitter face, looking back every few steps.
Panasonic returned to his original position and stood still.
Duan Yuan saw this and said with a smile, "Brother He, do you have something important to do? If so, why don't you go and do it first?"
He Wei also hurriedly said: "Brother, go and do your work. I will entertain Mr. Duan."
He Yu looked at Song Xia, who froze. He could only bite the bullet and step forward. He was unsure if he could talk about the affairs of the other courtyard, so he could only say, "Master, Huai Zhu has something to report to you."
"Brother He, business is more important. I don't need to entertain you here."
"Brother, go quickly."
He Yu pondered for a moment, then smiled apologetically at Duan Yuan: "Okay, I'll go and do my work first, and come back to apologize to Brother Duan later." He touched He Wei's head, gave her a few words of advice, then turned around and walked away.
After leaving the garden, He Yu jumped on his horse and headed straight for the villa.
Over here, Xihe was lying on the mat, bored, basking in the sun. The warm sunlight made people drowsy.
Suddenly,
There was a sound of horse hooves clattering.
Xihe's ears twitched, he turned over and sat up, looking towards the source of the sound: "He Yu?" He ran out barefoot without wearing shoes.
"Cheng Xi!"
Song Yue became anxious and hurriedly followed behind.
Phew!
The horse's hooves were raised high and then dropped.
He Yu jumped off the horse, grabbed the person who was frozen in place, and said angrily, "Do you know that this is very dangerous?" If he hadn't reined her in in time, her small body would have been crushed by one hoof.
The next second, he was caught in the arms.
"He Yu!"
Xihe hugged his waist tightly, her little face pressed against the man's chest, her voice soft: "I miss you."
He Yu was stunned, and the anger in her heart suddenly stopped. She could no longer curse and could only let her hold her stiffly, with her moon-white dress entangled with the black brocade robe.
"Cheng Xi..."
Songyue stood there in a daze, biting her lower lip.
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