Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

The candlelight in the meeting room of the General's Mansion gradually became brighter. Fu Xuan finally finished reviewing the last document. When he rubbed his sore wrist, he noticed Lin Yu sitting on the sofa in the corner.

He wasn't playing with his phone, nor was he looking around, his eyes fell on her feet hanging over the edge of the sofa.

White stockings wrapped around her slender ankles, and the lace at the sock cuffs swayed gently with her movements, emitting a soft luster under the warm light.

"What are you looking at!" Fu Xuan's cheeks instantly turned hot, and he subconsciously pulled his feet back into the sofa. His tone was a little embarrassed and annoyed, but he was not really angry.

She specially changed into new white silk today, hoping to make herself look more energetic, but she didn't expect to be stared at by Lin Yu.

Lin Yu came back to his senses, smiled, stood up, walked to her side, and reached out to rub her shoulders. "Look, our General Fu Xuan was so focused that he forgot to rest. He reviewed documents all afternoon. He must be exhausted, right?"

"Who, who is tired!" Fu Xuan turned his face away, but did not avoid his touch. His warm palm covered his shoulders, and the soreness gradually dissipated.

"It's just... I just feel a little stiff after sitting for so long." She paused, her voice softening a bit. "Didn't you say you would take me shopping? Now... I happen to be free now."

Lin Yu's eyes flashed with a smile, and he naturally took her hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you shopping."

Fu Xuan's hand was held by him, and she felt the warmth on her fingertips. She quietly clenched his sleeves and followed him out of the general's mansion.

The lanterns on Yunxi Street have been lit, and the warm yellow light is reflected on the bluestone road. The petals of the Yujing peach tree fall on the shoulders of the two people. Occasionally, a vendor selling snacks pushes a cart by, and the shouts mixed with the fragrance of flowers make the street particularly lively.

"Look at this!" Fu Xuan suddenly stopped in front of a stall selling hairpins, picked up a white jade hairpin decorated with pearls, and gestured in front of the small mirror on the stall.

The pearls shone brightly under the light, making her profile look particularly soft.

It suits you very well. Lin Yu paid with a smile, took the hairpin and helped her pin it on her bun. His fingertips accidentally touched her earlobe. Fu Xuan's ears turned red instantly, but he stood there obediently without moving.

The two of them walked around for half an hour, and Fu Xuan already had a lot of things in his hands.

Sugar paintings, almond cakes, and a small purse embroidered with a black bird pattern.

When passing by a teahouse, I suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Hey, isn't this General Fu Xuan?"

Turning around, I saw Qingque sitting by the window of the teahouse, holding a storybook in his hand and a pot of hot tea in front of him.

She was wearing casual clothes, with her hair tied up loosely. Compared to three years ago, her figure seemed slimmer, especially the curve of her chest, which was fuller than she remembered.

"Qingque? Why are you here?" Fu Xuan walked forward with a tone of surprise. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time since Qingque was transferred to other departments of Xianzhou.

Not to mention that she was busy, they were not in the same department and she rarely went out, so it was understandable that she couldn't see him.

"Don't mention it. I just finished my work and came here to catch some fish." Qingque smiled and waved for them to sit down. His eyes moved around the hands held by Lin Yu and Fu Xuan, and his eyes were full of ridicule. "No wonder our General Fu Xuan always secretly misses you during his rest time."

"Qingque! Don't talk nonsense!" Fu Xuan's cheeks flushed red, and he reached out to twist her arm, but Qingque dodged him with a smile.

Lin Yu smiled and helped Fu Xuan out. "I just heard Fu Xuan mention you. He said you have a few interesting storybooks. Can you recommend a few?"

"No problem!" Qingque's eyes lit up, and he took out a new storybook from his bag and handed it to Fu Xuan, "This "Secrets of the Immortal Boat" has just been published. There are many legends in it. I'm sure you like it."

She paused, her eyes falling on the white jade hairpin on Fu Xuan's head, "This hairpin suits you very well. Was it a gift from Lin Yu? You have good taste."

The three of them chatted for a long time, from their respective official duties to the changes in Luofu. It was not until the sky gradually darkened that Qingque stood up and said goodbye. "I have to go back, otherwise my boss will scold me for slacking off again. You two have fun, and we'll get together again next time when we're free!"

After saying goodbye to Qingque, Lin Yu looked at the book in Fu Xuan's hand and said with a smile: "Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat Wangyunlou's signature dish. Their squirrel mandarin fish is very famous."

In the private room of Wangyun Tower, candlelight flickered. When the squirrel mandarin fish was served, it was still steaming, and the sweet and sour aroma instantly filled the air.

Fu Xuan ate happily, with some sauce on the corner of her mouth. Lin Yu naturally helped her wipe it off. Fu Xuan's cheeks flushed again, but she continued to eat obediently.

When dinner ended, it was already dark outside. The lanterns on the street were still bright, but a little less noisy.

Fu Xuan held Lin Yu's hand and walked slowly along the bluestone road. Suddenly he stopped and said, "Well...if we go back now, the side door of the general's mansion has been closed. We have to take a long detour..."

Lin Yu looked at her red ears, and understood in his heart, but deliberately teased her, "What should we do? We can't stay on the street all night, right?"

Fu Xuan bit her lip and took his hand as they walked towards the inn on the street. "This inn looks nice. We can stay here for one night and go back to the General's Mansion tomorrow." As she spoke, she quickly walked to the front desk of the inn, her voice a little nervous, "Open a...a room upstairs."

The boss saw the two of them acting so intimately and handed over the key with a smile. "The upstairs room is on the second floor, at the very back. It's very quiet. Please enjoy it."

When he went upstairs with the key, Fu Xuan's hand was always clutching Lin Yu's cuff, and his fingertips were slightly cold.

When I opened the door, the warm light came on automatically. The room was exquisitely furnished. The soft couch by the window faced the night view outside, and the bed was covered with a soft quilt.

"You...you sit for a while, I'm going to take a shower." After Fu Xuan said that, he quickly walked into the bathroom. When he closed the door, he could still hear her panicked breathing.

Lin Yu sat on the couch, looking at the night view outside the window. The night view of Luofu was very beautiful. The clouds in the distance were shining with a faint luster, and the shadow of the peach tree in Yujing swayed gently in the wind.

Not long after, the bathroom door opened and Fu Xuan walked out. Her hair was a little wet and her cheeks were glowing with water. She looked more delicate than usual.

She walked to Lin Yu, hesitated for a moment, and finally sat next to him, her shoulder gently touching his arm. "Today... Today is very happy."

Lin Yu turned his head, looked at her red eyes, and reached out to hold her in his arms, "Me too." He lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, his movements gentle, "Are you tired? Rest early."

Fu Xuan nodded in his arms, but did not loosen his arms around his waist.

The warm light of the lamp reflected on the two of them. The night outside the window was quiet, and the only sound in the room was each other's breathing.

Lin Yu could clearly feel the softness of the person in his arms and her slightly trembling fingertips, which was shyness and trust.

He patted her back gently, like soothing a frightened kitten, until Fu Xuan's breathing gradually stabilized, then he held her and lay down on the bed.

The brocade quilt was soft, and Fu Xuan found a comfortable position in his arms. When he closed his eyes, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yu looked at her sleeping face, his heart filled with tenderness.

Such nights and such company are the most precious immortality in his heart.

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