In an instant, alarm bells rang in Jiang Wu's mind. She moved tremblingly to the recliner next to the bed and said, "I don't need you to worry about it. Really... I can just sleep on the recliner."
Fu Heng was slightly startled at first, and then he chuckled with unknown meaning: "Where are you thinking?"
Jiang Wu looked at him, and after a while she wailed and buried her head in her knees - she decided to be an ostrich from today on, neither fighting nor grabbing, neither shy nor angry.
Of course, Fu Heng couldn't sleep on the recliner with nothing to do. He went out and booked another room. Jiang Wu didn't know where he would sleep tonight.
Jiang Wu was the only one left in this huge room again. Jiang Wu was a little happy and asked the waiter to bring the bathtub. She thought that after being tired for so long, she could finally take a bath and rest, but she hadn't finished bathing yet.
, the door of the room suddenly rang, Jiang Wu was startled, and suddenly sank into the tub, feeling a little panicked, what if this person just pushed the door open and came in without knowing the etiquette.
Fortunately, the person outside the door only knocked, and when no one answered in the room, he stopped knocking.
Probably left.
Jiang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, but still thought it would be better to go out early, so he went out to wipe himself and change clothes. His hair was too long, so he could only hold it loosely, and there were still drops of water on the ends of his hair.
She was afraid that the man was still standing at the door, so she opened the door.
Fu Heng's clothes were loose and he didn't wear the round-necked robe that he wore during the day. Instead, he changed into a set of bamboo green gown. The moment he saw Jiang Wu, his eyebrows moved slightly.
Jiang Wu had just taken a bath, and her eyelashes seemed to be stained with water drops. Her face was as pink and tender as a shelled egg. Her hair was so long that she couldn't hold it back at all, and there was still a lot of ink hanging from her ears.
After a while, his shoulders were all wet.
Fu Heng's eyes moved from her face to her shoulders, and his tone was still calm, "Why are you opening the door in such a hurry?"
Jiang Wu was embarrassed to say that she was afraid that the person standing outside the door was a prostitute, so she just wanted to fool him by having a laugh, "Sir, you are coming so late, but you want to discuss the case with me?"
Fu Heng said, "No hurry, just wring your hair dry first."
Jiang Wu was used to being carefree. There was no hair dryer in this era. If she wanted to dry her hair with a handkerchief, she didn't know how long it would take to dry it. She gave up after wiping it a few times and left it dripping, so she said: "Sir,
Don't worry about it, I'm in good health, it's just my hair, don't worry about it."
Fu Heng frowned and didn't say anything. He just narrowed his eyes and stared at her with an oppressive gaze of unknown meaning. This gaze made people feel like a light on their backs. Even Jiang Wu stuttered, "
Sir, this is..."
Fu Heng said coldly and left: "Wring your hair dry, I will come to check and accept it in half an hour."
Jiang Wu: "..."
Dare you come here just to check if I have dried my hair? Is it really necessary? But she also knows Fu Heng a little bit. He said he would come to check in half an hour, so he will definitely come to check.
Already.
She had no choice but to take the handkerchief and sit on the bed and start wiping it, but the more she did it, the more irritated she became. She had a long journey today and was already very tired. After wiping it against the bedpost for a while, she slowly fell asleep.
Already.
Half an hour later, she didn't wake up when Fu Heng knocked on the door. Fu Heng raised an eyebrow at the door, thinking it was one of her usual tricks, so he opened the door and went straight in without thinking much.
After entering the door, the first thing he saw was that Jiang Wu's upper body was still leaning on the bedpost, sleeping quietly with her eyes closed, and the handkerchief that tied her hair had fallen on the bed.
He looked at Jiang Wu and his eyes softened involuntarily.
He couldn't bear to wake her up again, so he just pulled up the quilt. After thinking about it, he dried the ends of her hair, put the veil on the table, and turned around to leave.
When Fu Heng opened the door and went out, Zhou Xianen happened to be passing by and saw him coming out of Jiang Wu's room. It was night again, Zhou Xianen didn't know what he was thinking, and his face turned a little pale.
Fu Heng also saw him, just nodded slightly in greeting, and planned to go back to his room.
Until Zhou Xianen called him from behind: "Sir."
Zhou Xian'en slowly walked to Fu Heng's side, and the other person's face could not be seen clearly in the light yellow light.
Zhou Xianen said: "I dare to ask, what is the relationship between Master and Miss Jiang?"
Fu Heng frowned and his eyes darkened slightly, Zhou Xianen actually dared to ask such a question.
Zhou Xianen knew that he had made a mistake, but he still couldn't help but say: "Miss Jiang has a simple heart. If you are bored and want to find someone to amuse you, you...should not go to Miss Jiang."
Fu Heng didn't speak, but looked at him with cold eyes.
After a long while, he said: "What does it have to do with you?"
Zhou Xianen was slightly surprised, "But you need to know, sir, how many people are watching Jin Yiwei. She is a powerless little coward. What will happen to her if she is targeted because of the adults?"
Fu Heng's expression did not relax, but his words were a little cold: "To me, she is just a subordinate, and Beizhen Fusi is just an errand to her."
Zhou Xianen breathed a sigh of relief, knelt down and bowed before leaving on his own.
Fu Heng stood in front of the door. For some reason, he put his thumb and index finger to the tip of his nose and sniffed - the fragrance of her hair seemed to still remain.
…
The next day, Jiang Wu woke up refreshed. Although she was a little surprised when the handkerchief came to the table, she didn't care. She got up neatly to wash up, picked up her bag and was about to go out. At this time, Fu next door
As soon as Heng came out of the house, Jiang Wu hurriedly saluted and said hello.
Fu Heng looked her up and down, and seemed to want to say something but held back. They went downstairs to have breakfast together. Originally, according to Jiang Wu's habit, he would sit at the same table with Fu Heng directly, but
As soon as she came downstairs, Zhou Xianen stopped her and asked her to sit at the same table with him.
Jiang Wu was a little confused but also didn't care. Instead, he said with a smile: "Then if the adults' food is better, wouldn't I be at a loss?"
Zhou Xianen was unusually serious today. He said, "My lord is different from you. It would be better for you to have dinner with us."
Jiang Wu was stunned this time. She glanced at the back of Fu Heng who was walking in front, and thought to herself, would everyone think that I was not worthy of Fu Heng standing behind him?
After all, she is not from this era and does not have a deep understanding of the so-called concept of superiority and inferiority. However, Zhou Xianen is a good person. Even Zhou Xianen came to remind her. Maybe she really got too close to Fu Heng during this period.
Her expression was a little gloomy, but she still smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, for reminding me."
The breakfast was tasteless. Jiang Wu looked at Fu Heng's table from time to time. There was no one around Fu Heng, and he was the only one eating the dishes on the table.
Chapter completed!