After traveling through time, the four best friends were all targeted by the boss

That night, Xiahou Yu and Xia Nian did not stay in the mansion, but rested in Zhan Yue Hall.

"Xiahou Yu, it's late, let's take a break." Xia Nian put down the brush and rubbed his wrist.

Xiahou Yu came over and pulled her up seriously, saying, "A Nian, it's been a long time since we last met..."

Xia Nian's eyes suddenly widened. His words reminded her of the birth control pill.

Since Taozi was not around, she had to go get the medicine herself without being discovered by Xiahou Yu.

Ignoring the expectation in Xiahou Yu's eyes, she said calmly: "No, I'm so tired today, I want to rest."

Xiahou Yu's face fell instantly. He let out a muffled "oh" and lay down on the bed alone with his back to her.

His hair was loose and he no longer had his flamboyant temperament, as if he was hiding in a corner, drawing circles by himself.

The same thing again?! Xia Nian's heart was alarmed. Every time Xia Houyu was defeated by her, he would pretend to be hurt, so that she would soften her heart.

"Will you be at home or in the hall tomorrow?" Xia Nian asked after a moment's hesitation.

"In the hall." Xiahou Yu turned around, his eyes brightened, "What's wrong?"

Xia Nian walked forward, sat on the bed, and pulled off her hair band.

"Come on." She said righteously.

Xiahou Yu sneered, sat up, blew out the light, grabbed her wrists, and pressed her under him.

-

When Ding Zhuang got the news, he went to Xiahou Jing's yard immediately.

"Madam, we have found out. The boy's name is Nian Xiaofu. He is now living in the Qingjiang Inn in the north of the city."

The elegant woman held the teacup, slowly brought it to her lips and blew out a breath: "Well done."

"So what should we do next?" Ding Zhuang asked.

Xiahou Jing said: "Call him to your house. Are Xiahou Yu and the others not at your house tonight?"

Ding Zhuang nodded: "Yes, ma'am. Do you want to call Nas to your house now?"

Xiahou Jing stared at him and said, "Yes. Before Xiahou Yu gets the jade slip."

"Yes, ma'am."

It always rains lightly in the autumn nights. The only people on the dark streets are the soldiers patrolling the roadside.

Fu Nian sat back in his chair, his arms around the back of his head, his lips raised and a pen placed on top of him.

He was so bored here alone that he didn't know how many turtles he had drawn.

"So boring... So boring..." He took away the pen and finally started talking to himself.

"If it weren't for Madam's order, I would never do such a boring thing in my life! Lord Xiahou is too stingy. Isn't it just to disguise and say a few words to Madam? He is not willing to do this!"

Fu Nian jumped up, picked up the book of poetry beside him, and read aloud: "Be indifferent to fame and wealth, and be clear about your ambitions..."

Just as he finished reading a sentence, there was a knock on the door. The knocks were repeated one after another. He was not nervous but excited instead.

"It's just as Madam said, they came to see me!" Fu Nian said excitedly and went forward to open the door.

There was a man in black at the door. When he saw Fu Nian, he smiled on his wrinkled face.

"Good evening, young master. We have something to discuss with you." Ding Zhuang said.

Fu Nian clenched his hands in his sleeves, and put on a confused expression: "Looking for me? Do you know me?"

"Your last name is Xiaofu, right?" Ding Zhuang took a look at the poetry book in his hand: he is indeed a handsome scholar!

Fu Nian raised his eyebrows: "Are you investigating me?"

Ding Zhuang laughed: "Not only that, we also know...you and Miss Xia Nianxia are acquainted."

Fu Nian suppressed the smile on his face and thought to himself: More than just acquaintance, she is my master's wife!

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Fu Nian asked seriously.

Ding Zhuang took out a token from his arms, on which the words "Xiahou" were clearly printed.

Fu Nian raised his eyebrows: "Xiahou family, what do you mean by this?"

Ding Zhuang said, "Why don't we come to Xiahou Mansion and have a cup of tea to discuss the details?"

-

Xiahou Jing looked at the fair-skinned man sitting below and couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

Looking at her delicate skin and rosy little mouth, at first glance she looks a bit like Qin Yang when he was young.

Seeing that she had been looking at him but didn't speak, Fu Nian took the initiative to speak: "Madam, what do you want me to do?"

Xiahou Jing smiled slightly and said, "You are welcome, sir. Have some tea."

"It's late at night, it's not appropriate to drink tea." Fu refused in a young voice, "If you have anything to say, please speak frankly, Madam."

"In that case..." Xiahou Jing raised her eyes, "What is the relationship between Mr. Nian and Miss Xia?"

Hearing this, Fu Nian inadvertently grasped the handle of the chair, which happened to be seen by Xiahou Jing.

"Old acquaintance." Fu Nian said.

Xiahou Jing stood up and looked at him with a determined look: "Mr. Nian, there is no need to hide it. I know everything. You like Xia Nian, right?"

Fu Nian stood up and raised his voice a lot: "Madam, please respect yourself! Miss Xia and I are innocent!"

Xiahou Jing covered her mouth and laughed, took a few steps towards him, put her hands on his shoulders and patted him twice.

"How could I not know whether she is innocent or not? Don't be nervous. I asked you to come here to help you. Do you like Xia Nian? But she is now the daughter-in-law of my Xiahou family..."

Her eyes suddenly became fierce.

"I think you have heard of my nephew's reputation. If he knew you existed, I don't think you and Xia Nian would have a good ending."

Fu Nian's breathing became a little rapid. He frowned and looked at the woman in front of him: "What do you want to do?"

"As long as you are willing to join forces with me, I will give you enough money to let you take Xia Nian away from here." Xiahou Jing said, turning around and sitting on the chair, "You want her to go with you, and I want Xiahou Yu to marry someone else. Isn't it good to have the best of both worlds?"

Fu Nian secretly complained: Of course not, how many layers of skin does he have for Lord Xiahou to peel? However, the lady's prediction was really accurate, Xiahou Jing really found him.

Now, he just needs to do what his wife asks.

"What do you have in mind?" Fu Nian asked.

"Come to my house in two days. I will give Xia Nian a bowl of fake death medicine, and then you take her away." Xiahou Jing said.

Fu Nian looked at her and thought that this woman was really good at pretending.

"Then...can you let me think about it?" Fu Nian lowered his eyes, "I'm afraid she won't agree."

Xiahou Jing smiled and said, "Once she drinks the medicine, it won't be up to her whether she is willing or not."

"Ah, you're still worried that she won't give up the splendor and wealth of the Xiahou Mansion. Tsk tsk, how could such a woman make you so obsessed with her?"

Fu Nian suppressed the urge to curse. The Xiahou family is so powerful, how many people would want to cling to it? It would be strange if she wanted to leave.

Fu Nian's face was slightly cold: "I will give you an answer. Besides, she is very good, you can't guess."

After saying that, he strode away.

Xiahou Jing glanced at his back and hummed a laugh in his throat.

"Madam, are you really going to give them fake death drugs?" asked Granny Li.

Xiahou Jing said: "Of course not. When the Qin family comes, I will let them see what kind of woman Xiahou Yu is for. He even didn't come to attend his uncle's funeral."

Granny Li understood: "Madam is smart."

"It's just that this young master... looks handsome, but he has a bit of a temper." As she spoke, the light in her eyes was like a hunter seeing his prey.

Granny Li smiled and said, "I'm afraid he's still a naive kid."

Xiahou Jing laughed a few times, stretched out her hand and asked her to help her up, her voice was filled with a hint of excitement: "This is the best! It makes people feel at ease when you serve me."

After leaving Xiahou Mansion, Fu Nian quickly returned to the inn.

A big show had just been performed and he thought it was very entertaining.

It’s just that the way Xiahou Jing looked at him was a little strange.

Fu Nian touched his chin, tore off the mask on his face, washed up and went to bed.