"Woooooooooo..." The cry echoed in the dark room, spread outside, and disappeared in the wind.
But Feng'er seemed to feel the faint warmth in the cry, and actually became gentle.
"Young master, Xian'er is not worth it. You swear to me. Xian'er... Xian'er... may die at any time now. I don't want to see the young master cry for Xian'er."
Xia Shang hugged Xian'er tightly and covered her exposed and cold shoulders with both hands: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."
"Yes." Xian'er crawled into Xia Shang's chest like a bunny, nodded gently, then stood up suddenly, and inserted her little hands into Xia Shang's clothes, "Young master, hurry up, Xian'er is going to do it tonight
Give you everything."
Xia Shang frowned and quickly grabbed Xian'er's hand.
Xian'er was stunned: "Sir, what's wrong?"
"No, not now!"
"Master, do you dislike Xian'er for being a concubine now?"
"No, no!" Xia Shang was very embarrassed and didn't know how to explain.
In the past, how could things have developed to this point? I would have done something with this girl who didn't know how to deal with the world.
But now that he was injured inside his body, Yue Haitang made it clear that he was not allowed to be intimate with women.
In addition, he had just experienced an explosion of true energy in his body and almost lost his life.
At this critical moment, let alone Xian'er, even if a hundred fairy daughters were stripped naked and standing in front of him, he would not dare to mess around.
If this person doesn't even risk his life for that, wouldn't he become a fool or a pervert?
But Xia Shang really couldn't open his mouth to talk about this matter.
Think about saying to a woman who loves you: "I'm sorry, I don't have that ability..."
How can I be a man from now on?
"What a bastard! This problem must be cured!"
Xia Shang cursed in his heart.
Xian'er looked at Xia Shang eagerly, waiting for the young master's answer.
"Xian'er, now is not the time. I know your sincerity, but I can't fulfill your wish. Tell me honestly, if I follow your wish tonight, will you have plans to die together in the future?"
Xian'er's pretty face turned pale and she was stunned on the spot. After thinking for a long time, she nodded: "Xian'er is the young master's woman. Even if she dies, she will not let other men touch her."
"Hey!" Xia Shang really didn't know what else to say, so he gently took Xian'er into his arms and patted her back, "Since she is my woman, no matter what happens in the future, I can't
Talk about life and death lightly. Besides, as long as I am here, I will never let other men have the chance to meet you. Do you believe me?"
"Xian'er believes it."
"Since you believe it, keep your mind at ease. We still have a long time to live, why should we care about this spring night?"
Xia Shang's comfort was very effective. Xian'er seemed to be less worried and her mood gradually returned to normal. However, she still stayed in Xia Shang's arms and refused to leave. She felt that being held by the young master like this was a rare happiness.
In Xia Shang's arms, Xian'er raised her head, looked at Xia Shang's chin, looked at the stubble, and fiddled with it with her little hands naughtily, imagining a bright future in her mouth: "Master, none of your ladies seem to be waiting for you.
When I meet Xian'er, they all say that Xian'er is a witch. What if they reject Xian'er in the future?"
"What do you mean by those madams? From now on, you have to change your name to sister. The Xia family has strict family rules. There should be no confusion between elder and younger, especially in front of Huairou. You must be extremely careful not to follow your own whim. If you are caught by her,
If you violate any family rules, I will slap you on the palm of your hand, and it will be useless for you to ask for a husband."
"Sister...husband...kekeke...I won't scream! I just like to call you son. I like that you are personable, gentle, and a little arrogant in the world."
Xia Shang touched his face: "Am I so good?"
"certainly!"
The two were talking animatedly, and suddenly a lantern lit up outside the house.
Xian'er's maid in the Prime Minister's Mansion walked over little by little with sleepy eyes and a lantern.
"Madam...you...haven't you fallen asleep yet?"
The sound was still far away, and both Xia Shang and Xian'er were startled. They were like cats stealing fish at night, hurriedly organizing themselves and looking for an escape route.
Soon, the little maid carried a lantern to the door of Xian'er's room and knocked on the door: "Madam... Madam..."
After a while, the door opened, and Xian'er wrapped her clothes and leaned against the door: "What's the matter?"
"This slave heard some movement in Madam's room in the middle of the night. It seemed that Madam was talking to someone, so she came over to take a look."
"That's nonsense. There's no one else here? Don't think you've misunderstood that nonsense."
The maid was still a little confused and scratched her head: "Really? It was clear just now..."
"I just feel bored tonight and can't sleep. I just got up and walked around. You go to sleep quickly and don't be suspicious."
"oh."
The maid responded and then left.
While the maid was talking to Xian'er, a figure climbed up the wall and disappeared into the courtyard.
Returning to another small courtyard separated by the wall, Xia Shang was in a happy mood and was not afraid of anyone hearing him. He hummed a tune softly and took off Xian'er's underwear wrapped around his legs.
It also has the fragrance of Xiao Xian Er, so be sure to treasure it.
Thinking about it, Xia Shang went to the door of his room, opened it gently, poured a cup of tea in the dark room, and took a sip.
Then he was going to find the oil lamp on the table to light it. He was still very excited and couldn't sleep, so he was going to lie down for a while.
When he went to touch the oil lamp, he found that there was no oil lamp on the table.
Xia Shang was a little surprised: "I clearly remember putting the oil lamp on the table!"
Just as he was thinking about it, the room suddenly lit up, and a voice came from the direction of his bed: "Where have you been?"
The sound was so sudden and cold that Xia Shang sat down on the ground in fright, thinking he had hit a ghost.
When the firelight became brightest, Xia Shang noticed that there was a man sitting on his bed, holding an oil lamp and looking at him.
Seeing this person, Xia Shang was shocked: "Fu Qianqian, why is it you?"
"Let me ask you! Where did you go in the middle of the night?" Fu Qianqian's voice was loud, as if she was very angry, and there was a cry in her roar. The firelight illuminated her eyes, and there were tears in her eyes.
It was almost leaking out.
"I...I..." Xia Shang was a little flustered by this little girl's question, "I just can't sleep, I want to go out for a walk."
"Let's go? Go to the vixen's room next door, right?"
Xia Shang was unhappy after hearing this: "Don't talk like a vixen, that's my friend! Besides, where am I going to do something, and what does it have to do with you?"
"I saved your life! You just can't hide it from me! That vixen stole my father, and he wants to steal you too!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I have nothing to do with her, nothing..."
Without saying anything, Fu Qianqian walked up to Xia Shang and pointed at his body with a blushing face: "You haven't even put on any pants yet, and you're still wearing women's underwear. You pervert, I'll ignore you for the rest of my life!"