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"Master..."

Xiyu spoke in a trembling voice, her brown pupils gleaming with a wet luster.

The voice of "Master~" was as soft as a mosquito, the tone was gentle and tortuous, with a bit of timidity and shyness.

It was completely different from what Gao Wuyong and the others called out, and it contained an endless amount of coquettishness and begging for mercy.

It was like a soft feather brush gently brushing across Yinzhen's heart, making his heart boil with heat.

His sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and lust surged in his eyes.

"I washed it too hastily just now. I don't think it was clean enough."

The low-pitched male voice was a little hoarse, and the slightly rapid breath sprayed into Xiyu's ears, bringing a slight itchy feeling.

He exerted force with his arms, tossed the person up and down, and strode towards the side room.

There was thick water vapor inside, and the whole space was shrouded in heat, warm and slightly humid.

Leaning in Yinzhen's arms, Xiyu's vision was obscured by a thin layer of mist, becoming blurry.

In the huge bathtub, the water splashed constantly, creating layers of ripples.

Under the candlelight, the water droplets sparkled with crystal clear light.

As Yinzhen moved, it drew beautiful arcs in the air, and then gently fell back into the bathtub, making a pleasant sound...

The next morning, the sky was pitch black and Xiyu was sleeping in a daze. A faint rustling sound came from outside the screen.

The candlelight was dim, and two figures were reflected on the screen.

"Fourth Master?"

She lifted the quilt, poked her head out from behind the screen, and called out tentatively.

When Yinzhen heard the voice, he opened his eyelids and took a look, with a slight smile in his eyes.

After helping Yinzhen get dressed, Gao Wuyong tactfully stepped out, leaving the space for the newlyweds.

The little concubine's furry head is right in front of me, so there is no reason not to touch it.

Yinzhen acted according to his heart. He put his big hands on Xiyu's head and rubbed it back and forth until her already untidy hair looked like a mess.

"My Lord has to go to court. It's still early. You can continue to sleep."

After saying this, he was about to leave when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the little concubine's small feet stepping on the ground. They were white and delicate, and even her toenails were round and cute.

Thinking of something, Yinzhen's eyes suddenly darkened. He took two steps forward, picked up the person, and gently placed him on the bed.

"The floor is wet and cold, remember to wear shoes."

After putting the person down, he did not leave, but moved closer, put his hands on the sides of the young lady, and pressed his body down.

The dark eyes were bottomless, as if they wanted to suck people in.

Xiyu tilted her head back and blinked her round eyes twice. She felt the other person's warm breath on the side of her face, which made her feel itchy. She raised her hand and scratched it unconsciously, and caught a strand of hair.

The two looked at each other, and the memories of last night suddenly surged up, the man's gentle coaxing... the continuous splashing of water...

There seemed to be a familiar touch in my hand, as if what I was holding was not hair, but something else.

The heat surged to my cheeks, but fortunately it was not noticeable in the dim room.

Xiyu bit her lip, and her nostrils were filled with the scent of cedar on the man.

Before Yinzhen could get close to her again, she raised her hand to push the man's chest away. Her two deer eyes widened as she stared at the man in front of her with shame and anger. Her lips parted slightly and her voice was soft without any aggression.

"Fourth Master was really too much yesterday... too much..."

As she spoke, her momentum grew weaker and weaker, and she seemed to be unable to find the right words to describe herself, so she lowered her head pitifully.

Seeing her shy blushing eyes, Yinzhen's smile grew bigger and bigger, and a chuckle escaped from his throat.

The chest of the person under his hand began to vibrate. Xiyu raised her head in disbelief. Her porcelain-white face was covered with a large red cloud that gradually spread to her neck.

It’s hard to imagine that this man is so shameless!

Xiyu pushed the person away and hid herself in the quilt. Even her white and tender feet that were exposed outside were pulled in, not wanting to be seen by others.

Yinzhen couldn't hide the smile on his face and said loudly:

"It seems that Fu Jin was too tired last night. She needs to rest for a while longer."

"In that case, I will go to court first and come back to have dinner with you in the evening."

After saying that, he took a step forward and walked out. Just as he reached the door and lifted the curtain, he heard the sound of the quilt being lifted.

The concubine sat up, trotted over, and kissed Yinzhen on the mouth.

When leaving, he did not forget to use the tip of his tongue to pry open the other person's lips and lick them lightly.

A heat rushed up to his lower abdomen, and his anger rose. The smile on the man's face froze before he could retract it.

His eyes were like a deep pool, emitting a dim light, and he stared closely at the fleeing back of the young concubine.

If the timing wasn't wrong, he would never let go of this bold and careless young lady.

Yinzhen took a deep look at the bulge on the bed, then looked away.

As Xiyu wrapped herself in the quilt, she patted her chest with lingering fear.

Just now, I felt as if I was being stared at by a jackal, tiger or leopard. I felt a chill on my back and my legs were limp and I had no strength.

As she thought about it, she gradually lost consciousness, wrapped herself in the quilt and fell into a sound sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already bright outside and my stomach felt empty and uncomfortable.

Xiyu called someone in to help her wash and dress, but when she arrived at the dining room, she saw that the table was empty and there was no hot breakfast.

She touched her empty stomach impatiently and sat down at the table.

Harutoki noticed her mood and whispered back:

"Xia Ying has been gone for a while. She might have been delayed on the way. I will ask someone to hurry her up."

As soon as she reached the door, Xia Ying came in panting.

"Master, have you been waiting for a long time? I bumped into a reckless maid on the road just now and knocked over my food box. I had no choice but to go back and get another one. I hope you won't blame me."

"Hurry up and prepare the meal~ I'm so hungry..."

Xiyu placed her hands on the table, her voice weak.

She has been like this since she was a child. She will feel dizzy and her eyes will turn pale when she is hungry. In serious cases, she may even faint.

The two little girls knew that she couldn't go hungry, so they kept moving their hands, and in a few breaths the table was filled with food.

Since there was no one else in the room, Xiyu couldn't wait to pick up the steamed bun from the plate, opened her lips and took a bite. It tasted mellow and the beef inside was tender and juicy.

She squinted her eyes comfortably, as if she was eating some delicacies.

"The stuffing for today's buns is well made, reward me."

"Master, don't eat too hastily. Have some porridge. I heard that the cook patiently cooked it for an hour."

Chunshi was afraid that she would choke, so he scooped out a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of her. Steam was rising from the rim of the bowl and the aroma of rice was in the air.

But Xiyu smelled the scent of something else, mixed in with the aroma of the porridge and not obvious.

She chewed the remaining half of the bun, picked up the spoon and stirred it back and forth in the bowl, and used her nose to distinguish the ingredients inside.

It's not a deadly poison, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

After a while, he stuffed the rice porridge into his mouth, and a light flashed in his pupils. The rice porridge with added ingredients tasted quite good.

Xiyu nodded in satisfaction, not putting too much pressure on her taste buds.

She has always had a good appetite. After eating a few steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, she looked at the crystal clear shrimp dumplings, moved her fingers excitedly, and put them into the bowl.