After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 122 Sleeping Alone, Scared (Third Watch)

He played with the folding fan in his hand: "According to you, in order to frame such an unknown person, a certain person specially changed his face, broke into He's house, and committed evil deeds."

She murmured: "Aren't they all like this in Jianghu?"

"What's the benefit?" He asked with a sneer, "Everyone in the world has their own plans."

"Uh……"

"It makes sense to say who Yan Hao has made enemies with and was framed." Without waiting for her to agree, he added, "But He Fu is not without suspicion."

She immediately dragged a round stool, sat next to him, and listened attentively.

"Miss He's mother is the continuation. She married in seven or eight years ago with her young daughter, and died of illness three years ago. As for the nephew who came to visit, he is also Mrs. He's natal family. In fact, He Mao has no blood relationship with them at all."

Knowing the inside story, Tankou opened slightly in surprise, and then thought: "It's not suspicious, right? It's normal to treat it as my own."

She and the Hou family are not relatives, but better than relatives.

He cast a glance: "Miss He behaves completely differently from you."

"This is really..." She thought hard, "There is something missing..."

Tapping the handle of the fan on his palm, he said lightly: "Another doubtful point, the joints of Mr. He's left hand are bruised, and there is a deep mark on his middle finger. It should be that he just lost a jade ring that he has worn for many years."

"There was an argument, even a fight!" She shivered, "Then why are you just sitting around, let's go around quickly, yes, go to the attic..."

"Don't worry, newcomer, be careful not to scare the snake." Looking at her fair face, she frowned, "You dress so casually, you don't look like a rich daughter."

The topic jumped too fast, she was baffled.

"Let's go, lest the He family think that I picked you up."

"Huh? Where are you going?"

Confused, the moment he stepped into the door, he turned into shock.

It's unbelievable that Chu Mu actually took her to visit the rouge shop.

"Choose whatever you want, brother will pay the bill." He waved his hand extremely generously, put down his clothes, and sat on the broad chair.

The clerk in the shop was smart, and offered a cup of tea without hesitation.

She squinted her almond eyes, stared at her gentle and elegant face, and asked silently:

What's going on, what's the purpose?
He took a sip of tea, his eyes lazy:

So stupid, don't speculate, let you pick and choose.

With her hands behind her back angrily, she swaggered and looked around the shop.

Not to mention, there are a lot of beautiful things, and there are many good things.

Rouge lipstick, make-up powder, powder, everything is available.

Red silk cloth was spread on the east counter, and various head accessories were lined up.

Seeing her pick up an item for a closer look, the shopkeeper came to her carefully:

"Miss is still young, so I don't need that."

This woman is beautiful and graceful.

"Uh, is it?"

She has never paid much attention to makeup, at most she likes to buy some beautiful beads, chains and hairpins.

The woman smiled, took out a small box carved with hibiscus flowers from the low cabinet, and unscrewed it closer.

Pale pink creamy, with wisps of fragrance.

Before she could react, the soft bristled brush dipped in ointment lightly brushed her lips.

"This is the exclusive secret recipe of our store, made from the nectar of hundreds of flowers." The woman looked at it and was quite satisfied. "It is most suitable for a lively and cute little girl like you. Too much embellishment will only add to the liking."

As he said, he moved a bronze mirror for her to admire.

The young girl in the mirror has not faded away, and because of a touch of transparent light powder, it adds a brocade of brilliance.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

She picked up the hem of her skirt, and happily ran to Chu Mu:

"I've made my choice, I'll buy this one."

It is estimated to be worth a lot, so don't regret it.

He was looking at the thick curtain at the east corner, thinking about how to take a peek a little bit, but was blocked by a shadow.

The phoenix pupils raised casually, and dropped from the bright eyes to the pink lips that seemed to be coated with water.

The mouth of the sandalwood is small, and the lips are extraordinarily plump with honey, and even the pear dimples on both sides seem to be able to seep water.

"Yeah." He lowered his head and took another sip of his tea, his throat throbbing.

She beamed with joy, and beckoned the shopkeeper to wrap it up, then walked to the place where the ornaments were placed, picked up a radiant bead, and said curiously:

"what is this?"

The woman explained: "A kind of spar, which can be embedded in pearl flowers or made into a hairpin."

He got up, paced closer, and looked very interested: "Not bad."

"I……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a numbness in her wrist, and she couldn't let go of her fingertips.

When the beads landed, they rolled and disappeared behind the curtain.

"Sorry, I bought this one." He said immediately.

The shopkeeper said some polite words and asked the boy to pick it up.

When the door curtain opened and closed, he saw what he wanted to see, the secret note of Lone Star Tower.

In the carriage on the return journey, she gradually figured out that something was wrong, and said tentatively:

"Just now at the rouge shop, how did I behave?"

He glanced at him: "Not enough pay?"

"Enough, enough!" She smiled cheerfully, "If you say that, I can accept it with peace of mind."

His eyes flicked over his raised lips, he hummed and turned his head, looking out the window.

At Haishi, the night falls, the stars are sparse and the moon is gone.

Chu Mu took off his coat and was about to extinguish the candle when there was a sound of light footsteps, and then the door slammed.

I thought it was a servant of the mansion, so I opened half of the door and was stunned.

"you……"

The visitor could not help but push him away, rushing into the room.

The little girl's long hair was completely spread out, half covering her palm-sized face.

She was dressed in white single clothes for sleeping, with a light pink warm robe over it.

She was wearing embroidered shoes, hugging a soft pillow, and smiling sweetly.

He took two steps back with a strange expression: "Don't tell me, I'm afraid of sleeping alone."

He shook his head first, then nodded sharply.

His expression was even weirder and somewhat unpredictable.

"In a few months, I will be fourteen, so how can I be afraid of sleeping alone." She stood on tiptoe and looked out of the window, and said in a low voice, "The main reason is that the two bedrooms are a bit far apart. Those words made me worry about Mr. He... Besides, someone died in the house just now..."

He hugged the pillow unconsciously, showing a pitiful expression.

"Ah Shan is very skilled in martial arts. He sleeps in the side room. This is the safest place for you. Please take him in."

He pinched the center of his eyebrows, but before he could speak, he was interrupted.

"I promise, I won't snatch your bed, and won't disturb your rest." She snapped, "Just give me a small corner."

"You also know that it's almost fourteen, not seven or eight?" He smiled half a smile, "Running into a man's room in the middle of the night, what do you think of me?"

"Brother Mu."

She blinked in confusion, and decided not to talk too much, but to do it herself and have enough food and clothing.

Anyway, I have figured it out, and dealing with this person, stalking him is very effective.

He went straight to the inner bedroom, rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a new bedding, squatted on the ground and began to spread it.

While working, he muttered: "We are so familiar, don't be stingy."

He was silent for a moment, and closed the door.

Walking over slowly, looking down at her busy little figure, she said meaningfully:
"alright."

With two simple words, she thought it meant promise.

Cheer secretly, speed up the action.

When he was packed, he was already lying on his side on the bed.

Turned off the fire, got into the quilt, and the distance between the two was four or five feet.

Under the light of night, one can vaguely see the broad and thin back.

She smacked her mouth and closed her eyes with peace of mind. After a while, there was the sound of thin breathing.

"stupid."

In the darkness, he turned around, his eyes dark.

(End of this chapter)