After struggling for a while, I finally tidied myself up.
When Mi Xiayao changed her clothes and sat in the main hall of the backyard, Song Qiao walked to the backyard after receiving the news.
Faced with this situation, she, a personal maid who has experienced many battles, has long been accustomed to it.
"Shall we go back to the Mijia Villa later? Mrs. Gu is already at the Villa with Miss Gu."
Mi Xiayao took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and Pei Xingyuan happened to be walking in at this moment.
Her eyes fell on Pei Xingyuan, her eyebrows softened.
"I won't go back. Tell them to have a good rest tonight."
The man was holding his cuff with one hand. When he heard this, he raised his eyebrows and his eyes immediately fell on her.
Song Qiao responded.
The housekeeper was busy preparing the belated dinner. The kitchen in the Pei Mansion rarely started work, and the chef's skills in the kitchen were ready to show off.
Even the movements were quite neat, and within a short time, a table of almost banquet-level dinner was ready.
The restaurant dishes brought back by the butler and Song Qiao were also placed on the table.
Pei Mansion finally gained rare popularity.
Mi Xiayao sat at the dining table and took a look at such a sumptuous dinner, but they were the only ones eating.
She frowned and said, "Get rid of those that are out of reach. You have worked hard taking care of Mr. Pei at the mansion on weekdays. There is no need to stay here. Let's go down to eat."
It was a big move to remove dozens of dishes. It was a waste to remove these dishes. Mi Xiayao asked the butler and others to watch and share them.
Pei Xingyuan always followed Mi Xiayao's instructions regarding these arrangements, as long as she was happy.
"You probably don't treat the servants in your house harshly, right?"
Mi Xiayao turned to Pei Xingyuan and asked jokingly.
Pei Xingyuan was picking up food for her. His movements didn't stop, but his words were unforgiving.
"I've treated you harshly. I haven't given you food or clothing. Anyone who dares to stay in front of me for a moment will be dragged out by the housekeeper, removed from the Pei family, and sold to someone else."
Mi Xiayao: "..."
She shouldn't ask such a question.
"Then I'll have someone order two sets of Pei Mansion's servant clothes at Yuelai Building another day. I'll wear this set first and wash it in the summer, and then I'll have someone buy some rice to store it."
She naturally followed Pei Xingyuan's teasing words and arranged it calmly.
"They haven't even seen you as the mistress, and you just start to help them? Why don't you take care of my backyard first?"
"What's the point? Is it possible that your life alone in the past few years was in vain? You can only live with me?"
"It's not about life, it's about living a more prosperous life." Pei Xingyuan raised the corners of his lips, his deep eyes filled with a playful smile.
He was so full of nonsense that Mi Xiayao raised her hand and slapped him on the shoulder.
"If you continue to be so immoral, I will go back."
For Pei Xingyuan, who has been practicing martial arts all year round, her strength is like scratching an itch.
He smiled at this mild threat and said, "When did you originally plan to leave the capital?"
"Today." She was too lazy to lie in this place.
Anyway, now that the two of them have talked, they both understand each other's feelings and she has nothing to hide.
Pei Xingyuan was not surprised by her answer.
Because this is indeed the impulse that Mi Xiayao can do.
Neither of them has a big appetite, so they just ate a little casually, and they exercised too much in the afternoon.
After washing, I went back to the room to get ready to rest.
The brocade quilt cover on the bed was obviously a new one. Mi Xiayao took a look at it, but she sat on the Arhat bed and picked up a blue book and read it.
After a while, Pei Xingyuan walked in wearing a pure white shirt.
Mi Xiayao blew out several lights in the room, leaving only the bedside and Luohan bedside lamps.
Under the warm yellow light, the woman was leaning on the Arhat bed, holding a book and reading, breaking up the somewhat cold atmosphere.
In his eyes, no matter where he is, as long as Mi Xiayao is there, everything here becomes extra warm.
"When will we leave?"
There was a strand of long hair hanging down from his forehead, and his clothes were slightly wet with moisture.
From the slightly open neckline, you can still vaguely see his muscular chest.
He came over and took away the book in Mi Xiayao's hand, and she raised her head to meet his gaze.
"It's rare for someone to give me a warm bed. How many days will it take me to indulge in the gentle land before I leave?"
There was a wilting and evil smile hidden in her eyes, which was very cunning.
Pei Xingyuan couldn't stand the look in her eyes, so he immediately looked at her with a deep and cryptic look in his red phoenix eyes.
A hand with sharp bones fell on her chin and lifted her face up easily. His eyebrows gradually became more affectionate.
"Where did you learn these words?"
"I'm self-taught."
She held Pei Xingyuan's wrist against her chin with both hands. This action could overlap a certain posture in the afternoon.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he hesitated to speak, because Mi Xiayao made a new move.
Her soft, boneless hands slid over the muscles of his arms, and every place they passed seemed to carry a comfortable electric current.
Until her fingertips touched the abdominal muscles she wanted to touch most, her beautiful eyes immediately smiled like crescent moons.
The man narrowed his eyes dangerously. He wanted to grab her evil hand, but he was also full of expectation and wanted to know what she would do next.
The quiet late night is the best time to feel disturbed.
Her hand moved downward slightly, and he suddenly felt that his Adam's apple was dry, and he swallowed the saliva.
Her hands touched his waist, and she grabbed a corner of his clothes, stepped on the ground with her bare feet, and led him step by step into the bed behind the barrier.
The gauze curtain slowly fell down, blocking the warmth on the bed.
There was whispering all night until there was a faint light on the horizon.
Mi Xiayao, who was sleeping on the inside of the bed, opened her eyes and made sure that Pei Xingyuan was still sleeping soundly. She picked up the scattered clothes on the bed and carefully got out of the bed.
She dressed neatly and opened the door. She didn't see Song Qiao until she reached the main hall door.
"Madam." Song Qiao originally planned to keep vigil.
But seeing that she had gotten up before dawn, Song Qiao hurriedly greeted her.
Mi Xiayao first asked her to keep her voice down, and then she whispered: "The carriage that came didn't go back, did it?"
This look of a thief made Song Qiao confused.
Wasn't it so tender yesterday...
"I lied to him and said I wouldn't leave for a few days, but now I regret it." She saw Song Qiao's doubts and directly expressed her thoughts.
Song Qiao: ...She knew that her wife was never a serious strategist.
The master and servant took advantage of the fact that everyone in the Pei Mansion was sleeping with joy and left quietly.
After getting on the carriage, Mi Xiayao breathed out a breath.
"Pei Xingyuan is so happy to stay in the capital, but I have to rush all the way to Qingzhou. This is too unfair. I have to leave him some temper. I will feel better when he is angry."
Mi Xia Yao looked at the huge plaque of Pei Mansion with great sincerity and said happily.
Song Qiao bent down and entered the carriage just in time to hear these words. She was speechless for a moment.
"Madam, if Lord Pei comes to see you one day in the future, I will not feel sorry for you at all."