Xu Mian must have been scrubbed in another place, changed into loose casual clothes, walked to the bed and sat down, "Put down the low table and serve food."

Xiao Hong immediately placed a square low table between her and Xu Mian, and then went out to serve the food.

Xu Mian was obviously a little tired. On such a hot day, it was a torture to wear official uniforms and work outside.

Xining picked up a reading book and fanned him gently. The iron chain on her wrist jingled, and she quickly grabbed the iron chain with her other hand while continuing to fan the wind.

Xu Mian was thinking about something. He leaned his arms on the low table and looked at one place to concentrate.

After a while, Xiaohong brought the food, again with two plates. After finishing one plate, she went to the door and brought another plate in.

Still four dishes and one soup, Xu Mian ate, "This place is not as good as Gu's house. If we work hard for a few more days, we will surely have results soon."

Because Furong and other second- and third-class maids also ate with her, she took them away after she was done, and then the maids ate them, so her meals consisted of eight dishes, one soup, and two snacks.

It was a constant reminder that he knew everything about the Gu family.

To say too much is to make mistakes. Xu Mian is a man with deep and bottomless depths. Xi Ning does not want to think self-righteously that Xu Mian is infatuated with her. Sometimes one step is wrong or the next step is wrong. It is better not to ask anything. Hold the bowl and continue eating.

After eating, when Xiao Hong removed the bowls and chopsticks, Xu Mian asked for a fan.

He sat next to her and fanned slowly with a cattail leaf fan. The wind blew towards the two of them, but she got more wind.

Xining stretched out his hand and wanted to take the fan. But Xu Mian stopped him and said, "I'll do it."

Even if she was not allowed to fan herself, what on earth did Xu Mian want to do?

Xining was flattered, but felt uneasy in his heart. Everything about Xu Mian showed pampering, but he was Xu Mian, the commander of Fusi in Beizhen, and the legendary King of Hell. Could it be that there was a "Jin Yiwei" show going on?

"The boss is in love with me" drama?

Maybe other men would be so moved that they were like this. But when it happened to Beizhen Fusi's overbearing CEO Bingshan, it was different. I always felt that there was something else going on, but why? If you want to know anything, go to jail.

That's it. As soon as she sees the torture tools... no need to ask, she will definitely use them all.

"Tsk~" Mo Ming said, "This is promising!"

Xining said, "I can't bear the nonsense, so I might as well say it all."

Xu Mian just sat next to her, gently shaking the cattail leaf fan, and the room was very quiet.

Xining tentatively asked, "Are you tired, sir?"

Xu Mian's voice was much softer than usual, "Tired."

Xining was stunned. Sometimes he really didn't understand Xu Mian. He spoke very directly. He said hungry when he was hungry and tired when he was tired. When he was injured, he asked if it hurt, and the answer was always "it hurts".

Xu Mian put down his fan, stretched out his arms to hug her, lowered his head and leaned on her shoulder.

Xining...

I was suddenly at a loss, what happened, where was I, what was he going to do?

Xu Mian murmured softly, "The king's will is unpredictable. Is the prince guilty..."

Oh, so stressful!

Xining thought for a while, "My lord, just tell the truth and let the emperor make a decision."

Anyway, this is a matter of the emperor's own family, but there are too many issues involved, such as how many sons the emperor has, whether the prince is smart, and how much the emperor's brain has been burned by the golden elixir.

After a while, Xu Mian said in a slightly nasal voice, "Xin'er, will you leave me?"

Xining was stunned for a moment. There was something in his words. Could it be explained that Xu Mian was trying to trick her into "leaving"?

Xu Mian's arms strengthened and he hugged her tightly. "No need to say it, I understand."

What does she know? How could she know it without saying anything?

"What's your name?" Xu Mian asked.

Uh...you don't really know everything, do you?

Xu Mian's hand gently held her neck. At this time, she was already sweating. She only needed to exert force with her fingers. Even if she didn't die, it would definitely be uncomfortable. When she was suffocated to the point of death, she would let go, and then suffocate and let go again to force a confession.

, not nothing.

Xu Mian held her neck like this, "The heartbeat is so fast again. Is it so difficult to say a name?"

Damn it, you can judge her psychology based on her reaction. Now there is no need to say anything, Xu Mian knows that she is not Gu Wanxin.

Ever since she started her mission, when she was in the mission, she could tell that she was not the owner of the body, only Xu Mian.

She couldn't hide it, so she thought about it for a moment, then said nothing.

Xu Mian held her for a long time, then finally let go and walked out.

Looking at his tall back, it seems that he is lonely, maybe it's just an illusion.

Xiaohong came in with a bath bucket, put up the screen, placed a set of obscene underwear and a skirt made of water lake silk next to her, and handed her the key.

When Xining untied the handcuffs and legshackles, Xiaohong took out the soap locust in the bath bucket and began to pour warm water into the bath bucket. "The lady put the clothes she changed next to her. I will wash them tonight. When the lady returns,

, you can change into something clean."

This dynasty placed too much emphasis on a woman's reputation, so Xu Mian thought carefully about it. It would be a comfort to the people of the Gu family if he could wear the original clothes and go home.

After pouring the water, Xiao Hong withdrew and said, "The slave is waiting outside. Miss will give you a call after washing."

I haven't showered for two days. It's a hot day. Even if I wipe myself, I still feel uncomfortable without a shower.

She washed her hair, changed into clothes, wrapped her long hair in a towel, washed it to dry, and called Xiaohong in.

Even though Xiaohong was just average, she didn't expect to be very strong. She carried the bath bucket out together with the bath water in it. After cleaning up, she came in, picked up the comb and started to comb her hair.

Xining sat at the table blankly. When she came to her senses, Xiaohong who was helping her comb her hair had turned into Xu Mian.

Xu Mian's hands were very light, and when he touched the knotted hair, he patiently untied it.

Xining couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but ask, otherwise it would be really uncomfortable, "Why are you so nice to me, sir?"

Xu Mian combed his hair gently, and after a while he said, "Can you come back again?"

I couldn't help it anymore, I was so confused that no one really treated her that well and was considerate in every way.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Xu Mian asked again after a while, "Can I go see you?"

Although her tone was still calm and unruffled, as if she had seen through everything in the world. But the sadness of not being able to see each other in life or death was so well performed that her complicated emotions at this time exceeded her fear.

Mo Ming: "Okay, your heartbeat is already 140 beats per minute, and it's still accelerating."

Xining: "See it, see it, this is the charm. And even if you format it, my heart will not beat faster."

Mo Ming "Go to hell..."

"If you want to die, you die first." Xining suddenly thought of something, "Come back after you die! How can I become the Lord God?"

Mo Ming: "Do you want him to become the main god so that we can have a chance to meet him in the future?"

Xining: "Don't you like him more than me?"
Chapter completed!