How could my childhood sweetheart be the current empress?

She couldn't cry, she didn't want this person to see her losing her composure.

Yan Jixue looked at the delicate palm of Xu Xiqian's hand, which had clear bloodstains on it, which was heartbreaking to see.

If Xu Chengling saw his sister being beaten like this by him, he would be heartbroken.

"Okay, go ahead if you want to."

Yan Jixue turned around and said to her.

"Woo woo, you bad guy, I won't give up!"

After saying these harsh words, Xu Xiqian ran away crying without looking back.

Yan Jixue returned to the house, looked at Xu Chengling who was sitting on the chair, and asked him:

"Aren't you going to chase her back?"

"Don't worry, she won't run away."

"She's your sister, don't you feel bad for her?"

"Of course I feel bad. The beating on her body hurts me. But I also know that my previous overindulgence has done more harm to her. This girl really needs someone to discipline her."

"What if I make a mistake?"

Yan Jixue continued to ask.

Xu Chengling looked at the lady in front of him, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and said to her seriously:

"First of all, I believe that my wife is always right."

"If you are wrong, please refer to the first one."

"puff!"

Yan Jixue was amused by him again. How could there be a man who dotes on women so much?

It seemed like there was one right in front of her.

Chapter 19 I'll Just Call You Miss Fox

The lady turned around and smiled, her eyes full of charming eyes, like a fairy in the sky.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him, Xu Cheng's heart was moved. All adjectives seemed so pale when used to describe her.

This scene made Xu Chengling want to compose a poem. He immediately turned back to the house and wrote down the lines that flashed through his mind on a piece of rice paper.

At this time, Yan Jixue also walked in. Seeing the neat little characters on the rice paper, she couldn't help but read them out softly:

"The clouds think of my clothes, the flowers think of my face, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen you on the top of a jade mountain, I would have met you at Yaotai under the moon."

"Is this...written for me?"

After reading this poem, a blush appeared on Yan Jixue's pretty face. She recited a few lines in her heart and admired this poem very much.

As the only female emperor in Dayan, she learned poetry and prose since childhood and was personally guided by the Grand Secretary of the dynasty. Even the Grand Secretary praised her poems.

But Yan Jixue thought that she could not write such a good poem. If she did not have a solid foundation of talent and learning, it would be impossible for her to write it.

For the first time, Yan Jixue felt a sense of frustration.

At this time, Xu Chengling came over, took his wife's hand, nodded and smiled:

"Is there anyone in this world who is worthy of this poem except my wife?"

Is this poem well written? Of course it is, and he also copied it.

Anyway, there is no Li Bai or Du Fu in this world, so he can just copy the poems of the immortal poet and the sage poet at will, since there is no copyright anyway.

"Huh, glib."

Yan Jixue snorted softly and rolled her eyes at him, a faint blush on her snow-white face.

She remembered what her mother had said to her: men’s mouths are full of liars, and there is no good man with a playboy mouth, all of them are playboys.

But Xu Chengling clearly saw a smile on the corner of his wife's mouth.

It seems that his wife is a bit arrogant.

“This poem was given to me.”

Yan Jixue held the rice paper gently in her hand and looked at it over and over again.

"If you want it, take it. If you like it, I'll copy it for you someday... Think of one."

Xu Chengling was naturally very happy to see that his wife liked him. His wife was his golden ticket to immunity from death in the future.

Only by pleasing his wife can he survive from the empress's hands.

Yan Jixue sat at the desk with the poem he wrote and copied it exactly with a brush.

I have to say that my wife's handwriting is beautiful, and has the style of a great calligrapher.

"Miss."

Seeing that his wife had finished writing, Xu Chengling called out softly from behind her.

"What's the matter?"

"How is your recovery going?"

Yan Jixue understood the meaning of his words, her face turned red, and she quickly said:

"Not well yet, I need to rest for a while."

However, this excuse doesn't seem to work forever. As Xu Chengling's wife, she can't always stop him from touching her.

If time goes on for a long time, he will definitely become suspicious, and then her identity may be exposed.

But Yan Jixue cannot leave the Xiangguo Mansion yet. She has just married and it is not convenient for her to go out and see people in the first month.

During this month, she couldn't let the other party touch her, so she could only take things one step at a time.

Seeing that his wife was not feeling well, Xu Chengling did not force her. He just sighed and said to her:

"Well then, my lady, please take care of your health first."

If he had known this earlier, he would not have been so impatient and ruined his wife's health.

Now, my wife has been married for several days. She is in the prime of her married life and is at her most energetic. But I can only look at her but not eat her.

But there is nothing we can do about it. My wife's health is more important. There is plenty of time anyway. Why should I be afraid that she will run away one day?

So he doesn't need to be anxious at all and should wait until his wife recovers.

……

The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun shines on the shadows of the trees in the yard. The breeze blows gently, and the leaves make a rustling sound.

Detectives in cloud-patterned uniforms were walking on the streets, seemingly investigating some important case.

"Quick, catch the thief, catch the thief!"

A petite black shadow shuttled across the adjacent eaves like an agile black cat, leaving the people below far behind.

Behind her, a woman in red tights followed closely, biting the other person tightly.

But after a while, she lost her target.

Shaoqing raised his head and looked at the criss-crossing alleys in front of him, having no idea where the other party was going.

"That place seems to be the Prime Minister's Mansion."

She looked ahead and saw a magnificent mansion not far away. It was here that the shadow was lost.

Shaoqing wanted to continue the investigation, but without a search warrant, she was not qualified to enter the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly saw a figure walking out from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Wait, I want to ask you something."

Shaoqing walked over and called out to the man in front of him.

Xu Chengling turned around and looked at the man in front of him who was wearing a fish-patterned uniform, a long sword at his waist, and a strange fox mask on his face, which made him look a little creepy.

Looking closely, the other person was very tall, with long legs and a thin waist, and looked like a woman.

The other person's attire immediately made Xu Chengling think of an identity.

A constable, and a female one at that.

Shao Qing looked at the man in front of him and asked:

"Are you from the Xiangguo Mansion?"

"Yes."

"Servant?"

“It should be… yes.”

"That's good. I'm a constable from the Tianshi Division, investigating a theft case. Did you see a dark figure passing through the Xiangguo Mansion just now?"

"Dark shadow? I don't think there is one."

Xu Chengling thought about it and replied.

A black shadow? Not only had he seen it, he even saw it jump down from the roof of the Xiangguo Mansion.

Then she sat on him, and as it happened, there was a pile of dog shit on the ground.

He came out to throw away his clothes.

At this moment, the female detective suddenly bent down and sniffed him a few times.

"You seem to have a familiar smell... Uh, what is this smell, it stinks!"

But soon, she quickly covered her nose with her hands and distanced herself from Xu Chengling.

Her nose was more sensitive than that of most people, so the smell she smelled was stronger and almost made her pass out.

"Shit, I came out to throw some clothes."

Xu Chengling took off his clothes and threw them into the garbage dump.

He usually wouldn't entrust a servant with something he could do himself.

But I have to say, I'm really unlucky today, it's really shit luck.

"Anyway, if you see the person I just mentioned, remember to come to the Tianjian Division and tell me."

Shaoqing told him that since the other party was a servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he might be able to help her keep an eye on him.

It would be even better if you could help catch the thief.

"Then what should I call you?"

Xu Chengling called her.

"whatever."

Shaoqing turned around and said lightly.

"You're wearing a fox mask, so I'll just call you Miss Fox."

Xu Chengling looked at her and said that he guessed that Miss Fox must be a very cool young lady behind the mask.

Soon, the fox lady disappeared, reappeared suddenly, and left just as suddenly.

At the corner of an alley, Shaoqing gently took off his mask, revealing a delicate and beautiful face with a hint of heroic spirit between his brows.

She looked at the fox mask on her face and murmured:

"Ms. Fox, what a strange name, but it seems not bad."

Miss Fox put on her mask again and left.

Chapter 20 A personal maid named Tong Xin

On a dark and windy night, people are killing people and setting fires.