Chapter 23: Late Night Call (2)

Nie Wushuang froze for a while, and then he answered, "I see, I'll pass right away."
She quickly turned on the oil lamp and combed her hair in the mirror. After thinking about it, she picked a dark purple dress. At this time, as a maid, she naturally combed her double pimple, and only picked a few violets that were picked today. She looked like a jade, but her expression was embarrassed. A little mysterious and noble.
She looked into the mirror and smiled bitterly. Not afraid to delay, quickly went to Xiao Fengqing's residence "Han Mingxuan".
Three days, she has been in Xiao Fengqing's other hospital for three days. People settled down, but nightmares lingered every night. Xiao Fengqing didn't say good to her, it wasn't bad either, just when she was an ordinary girl. In these three days, this is the first time he has called her alone in that carriage conversation.
Soon, "Han Mingxuan" arrived. Nie Wushuang walked away in a short sweat. She was weak after childbirth but did not dare to speak to others, so she could only support herself.
After wiping the cold sweat, she quietly walked into Xuanzhong's warm room, where a bit of bitter Du Ruoxiang was smoked. She opened the bead curtain and couldn't help it.
I saw Xiao Fengqing on the couch already asleep with her jaw and clothes on. The bun on his head had been pulled out, and was thrown on the ground indiscriminately. Rumo's long hair poured out on the white fox fur. Jun's face was flushed, like a night drink.
"Lord?" Nie Wushuang approached and called softly.
Xiao Fengqing didn't move, she seemed to have fallen asleep. Nie Wushuang picked up his bun and placed his boots, so he sat on a stool by his couch.
For three days, she was still in a dream, as if she could wake up from a nightmare at any time, and everything was the same after waking up.
She is still the envy lady of every country, and still the honorable Nie Jiaqianjin. Her father loves her, her brother cares for her, and she is carefree.
But ... she looked at the scars on her palms, the marks were clear, and the eyes were red and dazzling. This was the day when she squeezed her fist and put her nails in her palm so that she should not cry.
These traces reminded her of everything that happened ...
"You're here ..." A warm breath suddenly stopped on her face, and Nie Wushuang looked up sharply, facing those deep amber eyes.
"Are you crying?" He said quietly, running his fingertips across her face, and a drop of water stain stayed in his hand: "I have always been curious, you have never cried for three days. I thought the death on the execution ground was actually Not your father and brother. "
"What is commanded by the Lord?" Nie Wushuang interrupted his words stiffly, kneeling on the ground to hear the command.
Xiao Fengqing glanced at her, and suddenly smiled: "You don't even wear filial piety for your father and brother, dress up and make up carefully. Are you hooking up your master?"
He spoke very slowly, Nie Wushuang stiffened, half-upped his head and smiled slightly, his face was as beautiful as a night flower, and it was astonishingly beautiful: "Is it so easy for the Lord to be seduced by Wushuang hook?"
Xiao Fengqing looked at her smile for a long time, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Just go out with me tomorrow night and see someone."
He stared at her eyes: "I want you to steal something."