Soft and crispy waist

When Xia Zheng came out of the main room, she felt warm in her lower abdomen.

It feels like there is a heat current flowing back and forth inside, and it is rapidly getting hotter and hotter, even making people feel a little hot and irritated.

Looking at the scorching sun above, he really didn't want to walk under the sun, so he turned around and went to the servants' room in the back house to rest.

Chunzhi was cleaning up inside. When she saw Xia Zheng coming, she hurriedly welcomed her into the house and poured her a glass of iced well water.

Glancing around the clean yet cold room, Xia Zheng asked, "Has the young mistress not assigned you any work yet?"

Chunzhi shook her head. "No, Sister Caiwei told me to just wait in the house."

Just waiting?

It’s been almost ten days, what are the young lady’s plans?

Whether sending her back to the Marquis' Mansion or assigning her another job in the Duke's Mansion, arrangements should be made early. After all, Chunzhi's current identity is awkward. If Gu Yizi finds out about it while staying in Fanghua Courtyard, he will definitely think of that day and cause her displeasure.

Moreover, Gu Yizi had come to Fanghuayuan two days ago. The young lady said she was not feeling well, so she pushed him back and he was kidnapped by Wei Qingqing.

Xia Zheng has never understood this. Since she doesn't want Gu Yizi to go to Wei Qingqing, and doesn't want to keep him in Fanghuayuan, what's the point of pushing him to her?

"I have nothing to do so I just clean the house. When I was making the bed yesterday, this thing fell out from the gap. Is it yours?" Chunzhi took out a red gold butterfly wing hairpin inlaid with a small jadeite from the cabinet.

Xia Zheng had seen this hairpin before.

It’s Qiuying’s!

Qiuying would stay in the bathroom later than she did. Many times when she was lying on the bed awake in the middle of the night, she saw Qiuying take out the hairpin from the innermost part of the makeup box after taking a bath, and then carefully put it back after measuring it on her bun in front of the bronze mirror.

It should be the dowry her mother gave her, waiting to be worn on the day she became a concubine and served Gu Yizi.

How could Qiuying not take such an important thing away?

"Which gap did it fall out from?"

"This." Chunzhi pointed with her backhand at the bed frame where Qiuying had slept before and the crack in the partition wall behind the corner of the bed where she had slept before.

Xia Zheng took the hairpin and stepped on the bed board to check carefully. There were scratches on the wall, from deep to shallow, from outside to inside, and the wear and tear on the hairpin corresponded to them, which showed that the hairpin was thrown in by a force.

Slowly moving his gaze from the location to the direction of the traces, Xia Zheng gradually developed a horrifying guess in his mind.

"This hairpin isn't mine. Perhaps someone who lived in this house before hid it here. It's better to put it back and pretend we don't know anything about it."

Chunzhi didn't understand the intricacies of the situation. She and Xia Zheng were the only ones left in the mansion. She was naturally close to Xia Zheng, so she nodded and listened to her without objection.

After stuffing the hairpin back and pulling the bed frame closer, he found an excuse to go to the small kitchen.

Chef Yang was checking the dishes that had just been delivered today. When she saw Xia Zheng coming, she hurriedly went to greet her with a smile. However, before she could say anything, Xia Zheng pulled her to a secluded place.

"Master, do you have any way to get information?"

Cook Yang's expression suddenly changed. She looked around hurriedly and asked in a low voice, "Why are you asking this?"

"I want to find out if Qiuying has returned to the Marquis' Mansion."

"Why do you want to visit her? She has been gone for so many days. Besides, you are in favor now, do you still need to care about her? My dear girl, you are no longer people of the same rank." Cook Yang laughed, thinking that Xia Zheng was really a maid who had risen to prominence. She had no vision and still cared about that damn Qiu Ying at this time.

"Master, you don't know that Qiuying's mother and father were maids who came with the Marquis' wife as a dowry. The young lady had to call them aunt. Now that Chunzhi is no longer needed, she has been given a position. If Qiuying hadn't returned to the Marquis's mansion, the young lady would have treated her differently than I do."

Hearing this, the smile on Chef Yang's face gradually faded.

She had been mistreated by the Young Madam at the time, and hadn't known that Qiuying's parents had such a relationship with the Young Madam. Qiuying had been eliminated because she had offended the Young Master, and Chunzhi was even worse. If she had deliberately given up her position to Qiuying, and Qiuying had come up, and the Young Madam had helped her, she would have been considered on Xia Zheng's side, so...

"Only if she really returns to the Marquis' Mansion will she be unable to come again. Master, helping me is also helping you."

Cook Yang thought for a moment and said, "I do have a nephew who works at the gatehouse, but gathering information will cost money."

Xia Zheng returned the gilded earrings that Chef Yang had given her in her sleeve pocket. She didn't care whether she pawned them or kept them for herself to use the money for going out.

After leaving Fanghuayuan, Xia Zheng was thinking about those things all the way, not caring about blocking the sun.

When I walked back to the side room of Shusekiju, I was already drenched in heat, my cheeks were burning, my head was dizzy, and especially my abdomen, which felt particularly hot, as if it was burning on fire. Even drinking two glasses of cold water couldn't suppress the heat.

Just as I was about to go and shower to relieve the pain, I heard a noise outside.

It’s Gu Yizi who’s back.

There was no other way, she could only wring out a handkerchief to wipe her face and hurried out to meet him. Just as Gu Yizi took off his official hat, she reached out and caught it steadily.

Gu Yizi walked into the inner room with a clear step, and Xia Zheng followed quickly. She carefully placed the official hat on the top of the wooden rack, then turned around, lowered her eyes, and reached out to untie the leather belt on her official uniform.

This leather belt is not difficult to untie normally, but I don’t know if it’s because I’m dizzy from the heat or what, but when I get close to Gu Yizi and smell his scent, I feel dry mouth and dizzy, and I can’t help but want to lean forward.

No, I can’t displease my master. It’s not the right time yet.

He bit his lips tightly and managed to untie it after a few attempts.

The buttons on the official uniform were easier to unbutton, but as the uniform opened, the stronger masculine scent and his unique fragrance came to her face, like adding a few dry bamboos to the fire in her body, burning more fiercely.

The only bit of rationality is gradually disappearing.

Unable to bear her clumsiness today, Gu Yizi lowered his eyes impatiently. Before he could say anything, Xia Zheng stumbled and fell directly into his arms. Instinctively, he hugged her with both hands to prevent her from falling.

But those soft and boneless little hands were restless and began to caress his chest up and down.

He was suddenly furious and tried to push her away, but she buried her head in his shoulder and took a deep breath, which made him tremble all over. For a moment, he even forgot to scold her for her audacity.

"Young Master, you smell so good."

The breath was as fragrant as orchid, and the words were seductive. Gu Yizi had only heard of them in those obscene songs that he never cared about. But now that they fell into his ears, he felt...

"How dare you! And..."

Before he could finish his words, Xia Zheng climbed onto his neck, stood on tiptoe, and sealed his mouth with her two soft lips.