Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 233 232 Grabbing the Quilt

The guests and hosts enjoy themselves.

Although the process was a bit tortuous because of Feng Xiuhu, the result was good after all - the problem was solved.

The Duke was quite satisfied with the result.

The account book is Hong Shenghuo's statement, indicating that the Water Control Bureau will not continue to investigate, and the case will be concluded and ended with Konate Chen, and will never involve the Duke's Mansion again in the future.

Feng Xiuhu was a little more difficult to deal with. He always played by his own rules and made unexpected moves, but in the final analysis, he still showed an attitude of being willing to make the most of the situation.

During the meal, the Duke of Daguo was observing them the whole time.

Hong Shenghuo knew when to act and when to retreat. He was very smart and knew everything, and because of this, he knew exactly when to withdraw from the Water Control Bureau.

Feng Xiuhu, a lustful and arrogant man, is greedy and careful. He knows how much he can get in exchange for the chips in his hand. He doesn't ask for more, but he also doesn't want to lose money. He strikes the right balance.

The Duke was very glad that he met these two, because if someone was more stupid or more upright, today's matter would not be so easy to resolve.

The attitudes shown by Feng Xiuhu and Hong Shenghuo, one smart and sensible, the other greedy but easily satisfied, made the Duke of Daguo feel at ease.

……

The moon was rising, and the banquet was over.

The Duke was drunk and was carried back to his room by two personal guards to rest. The Duke's wife saw him off on his behalf.

She walked them to the door.

Hong Shenghuo's face flushed, but he remained polite. He bowed and said, "Madam, please stay."

The Duke's wife was much more pleased with Hong Shenghuo than Feng Xiuhu. She nodded and said, "Goodbye, Admiral. Would you like a car from the Duke's Mansion to take you there?"

Hong Shenghuo declined politely: "My carriage is waiting across the street, please don't bother me, madam."

The Duke's wife stopped trying to persuade him and turned to look at Feng Xiuhu again.

The drunk Feng Xiuhu was holding Gu Zhili's hand: "Ah Feng, go home early when you are done with your work. Don't forget to think of me these two days."

Gu Zhili tried hard to control her expression and pulled her hand back: "Father Feng is drunk, I am A Li."

Feng Xiuhu seemed not to hear and took her other hand: "Su'e, I fell in love with you the moment I saw you at the edge of the cliff. I will never forget that day in my life."

The Duke's wife, who was about to rescue the situation, froze her hand in mid-air when she heard this.

She laughed dryly and let Feng Xiuhu pull Gu Zhili with her. "Don't worry, Father Feng. I'll send Ah Li over in two days. You just wait at home."

Feng Xiuhu was satisfied and waved to the Duke's wife: "Go back, go back."

The Duke's wife didn't want to stay with him any longer, and without asking whether he needed a carriage, she led her maid back to the house.

Feng Xiuhu and Hong Shenghuo walked side by side towards the carriage across the street.

Feng Xiuhu asked, "Can you give me a ride?"

Hong Shenghuo said, "It's not on the way."

The blush on his face faded quietly.

Hong Shenghuo's skills were evident, he was not drunk at all - only Feng Xiuhu was truly drunk.

Being rejected, Feng Xiuhu said dissatisfiedly: "I haven't told you where we're going yet."

Hong Shenghuo was helpless and lowered his voice: "Be quiet, watch out for your tail."

Feng Xiuhu suddenly became more sober.

As expected, the Duke of Daguo was considerate enough to send someone to watch them until they got home - and by the way, listen to what Feng Xiuhu and Hong Shenghuo talked about when they returned, to see if their performance tonight was sincere.

Feng Xiuhu burped and waved his hand, saying, "Forget it if it's not on our way. Let's go our separate ways."

After sending Hong Shenghuo onto the carriage, Feng Xiuhu stood by the roadside and watched the carriage drive away.

A gust of wind blew, Feng Xiuhu wrapped his coat around him and walked in another direction.

Where are you going?

After walking for a while, Feng Xiuhu found that he was lost - he was not familiar with the upper city at all and he had never been to this street.

And there is a more serious problem.

Feng Xiuhu didn't know how to get to his home in Shangcheng District.

That was Lu Hongxi's home before. Feng Xiuhu had only been there once, and he was led there by someone. If you had asked him to find the way on his own, he would definitely not be able to find it. The cold wind blew, and the feeling of drunkenness rose.

Feng Xiuhu made up his mind and thought, if he can't find it, forget it, he will just walk. Maybe he will find the way when he walks to a familiar street.
With this idea in mind, Feng Xiuhu strode forward.

You know what, this trick really works.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Feng Xiuhu stopped.

Looking at the familiar gate of the western-style building in front of him, Feng Xiuhu chuckled.

……

A shadow slipped in through the gap in the window.

Feng Xiuhu emerged from the shadows, his body shaky.

He sat down beside the bed, took off his alcohol-smelling clothes, crumpled them into a ball and threw them on the ground, then got into bed naked.

The warm quilt still had a pleasant and soft fragrance. Feng Xiuhu exhaled comfortably. His sleepiness was catalyzed by the alcohol, and he couldn't help yawning.

But it was such a big bed, but he could only sleep on the edge of it. Feng Xiuhu felt wronged, so he said, "Please come inside."

"Humph……"

Xiong Guiyuan smacked her lips, turned over and made some room for herself.

Feng Xiuhu moved his butt, but felt it was still not enough: "Go in a little further."

Xiong Guiyuan frowned unconsciously and pried into the cricket twice more.

Feng Xiuhu squeezed in and there was enough space, but the quilt had all been taken away by Xiong Guiyuan.

Feng Xiuhu was so sleepy that he impatiently pulled the quilt over and covered himself tightly.

Xiong Guiyuan was left exposed.

Feng Xiuhu felt relieved and fell asleep peacefully.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiong Guiyuan, who was only wearing a thin nightgown, curled up into a ball without realizing it.

She dreamed that she was walking in the snow. The long snow-capped mountains seemed to have no end. She felt that she might freeze to death here.

"Ah sneeze!"

Xiong Guiyuan sneezed and then realized that the quilt had been kicked away.

In a daze, she reached behind her to touch the quilt.

Touching a corner of the quilt, Xiong Guiyuan quickly pulled it back to cover her shoulders.

Before I could get warm for a few seconds, the quilt was pulled away again.

Xiong Guiyuan was a little annoyed - if she had known, she would not have covered herself with a silk quilt. Why was it so slippery?

She reached out again, grabbed the quilt but couldn't budge.

Her brain was not yet clear, but that did not stop her from having doubts.

Xiong Guiyuan turned around.

Along with the man's heavy breathing, the strong smell of alcohol also sprayed on her face.

My sleepy eyes slowly opened, and I saw the familiar face in front of me.

Xiong Guiyuan's eyes were blank and she froze on the bed.

It only took a moment to go from confusion to clarity.

Xiong Guiyuan felt her scalp tingling, and she subconsciously held her breath and clenched her teeth to prevent herself from screaming.

A great fear swept over her body. Xiong Guiyuan prayed frantically that this was just a damn nightmare and hoped that she could wake up in the next second.

Wake up, really wake up.

Feng Xiuhu woke up.

Under Xiong Guiyuan's horrified gaze, Feng Xiuhu's eyes trembled slightly, then slowly opened.

(End of this chapter)