Chapter 67 Chapter 67 She reciprocated by sending him a…

"That means you like it."

Fu Huaiqing tapped the book, his eyes fixed on her thoughtfully.

Biezhi: "…"

Who wouldn't like it!

However, she would never dare say this in front of him. As a well-read woman, she vaguely remembered that when a man met another man, the subconscious comparison was like a blazing flame, not even needing a flint to ignite, just a light touch would ignite it.

She blinked and said insincerely, "I don't like it that much."

"Oh?" Fu Huaiqing raised his eyebrows slightly.

He closed the book, stood up, walked to the window, pushed it open, and threw it out. "Since you don't like it, just let Jiang Yue deal with it."

Biezhi's eyes widened.

Her eyes followed the book thrown into the yard, and she was shocked.

There is only one copy in the world!

She took a deep breath and glanced sideways at the calm Fu Huaiqing. His calm eyes seemed to say that if she dared to retrieve it, she wouldn't just experience what she had just experienced, but would actually die.

The memory of the size she had just witnessed surfaced in her mind, and Biezhi's throat slid up and down for a moment before she silently closed her mouth. She forced a smile and ruthlessly dismissed him, "It's getting late, you should leave."

"Jiang Yue has already picked it up." Fu Huaiqing saw her thoughts and said slowly, "He couldn't wait for you to pick it up."

Biezhi: "..."

Bastard!

How did he know she was planning to chase him away and secretly retrieve it?

Biezhi's eyes widened slightly as she stared at the tall man as he turned and walked away. He was just leaving like that?

She was the one whose book was thrown away, so why was he so angry?

What a stingy man!

Bie Zhi muttered that he would take note of him and come back the next time he came back. His eyes suddenly met the returning figure. He walked over with a wrung-out handkerchief in his hand, silently wrapped his arm around her wrist, and wiped her knuckles one by one.

After carefully wiping the girl's bony fingers, Fu Huaiqing's drooping eyelids slightly lifted, looking down at her confused eyes. Her clear and bright eyes were filled with his figure, nothing else. After

staring at her quietly for a moment, he felt a little relieved. After

all the precautions he had taken, no one had told him to be wary of the man in the book.

Fu Huaiqing laughed coldly.

Was the intangible and lifeless thing in the book so beautiful that he had to hold it on the couch to read it?

He said lightly: "Books are just books after all. The dead cannot compare to the living."

Bie Zhi agreed with this point.

The curves of the muscles hidden under the man's complicated clothes were just right, floating up and down with his breathing. It was so beautiful that she couldn't help but touch it for a while.

Their eyes met for a while, and Fu Huaiqing's thin lips lifted slightly.

He walked forward.

The moment the toes of their shoes touched, a tingling sensation from bottom to top spread quickly all around. Biezhi's eyes were stunned by the suddenly enlarged handsome face, and her breathing couldn't help but slow down a bit.

Her palm was pulled over and covered the man's tight and strong waist and abdomen.

The ups and downs of the waist and abdomen were transmitted into her palm through the clothes, and traveled to all parts of the body along the veins under her palm. Her breathing stagnated, and she let him pass his palm over her waist and abdomen.

For a moment, Biezhi felt that she was the one who had taken a lot of tonic.

Otherwise, why did she feel like she was going to bleed from the nose.

Fu Huaiqing looked at the girl in front of him whose cheeks turned from fair to crimson, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of temptation: "Isn't it more real than what is in the book, within reach?"

Hearing this, Biezhi blinked.

She was lost in thought.

No one had ever told her that a man could be as seductive as a fox.

Fu Huaiqing slowly released her hand, leaned over slightly, and moved a little closer. He clearly heard the girl's breath hitch, and she laughed softly.

Biezhi, who had come to her senses, fled in panic, covering her face with the quilt as if trying to cover her ears and steal the bell.

Suddenly, Fu Huaiqing laughed out loud.

He walked over and sat beside the couch, his eyes firmly fixed on her face through the thin quilt, and pulled his palm down a little, revealing the girl's peach-like face with a pink hue.

Seeing the teasing look in those deep eyes, Biezhi couldn't help but feel angry. She opened her mouth slightly, but before she could say anything, a breath of air landed on the corner of her mouth. It was

a very light kiss, just like a feather.

The trembling sensation brought by the feather brushing against her lips continued one after another, and even in her dreams, it didn't slow down.

Waking up the next day, Biezhi stared at her red palms in a daze.

She called the guards on patrol outside and asked if they had any way to stop Fu Huaiqing outside Qinghe Courtyard. The guards on duty were stunned when they heard her words, looking at each other in confusion. How could they have the courage to stop His Highness Su Wang from Qinghe Courtyard?

Not to mention the entire Su Wang Mansion, the whole world belonged to him, and he could go wherever he wanted.

However, seeing the girl's clear and slightly excited expression, as if she was particularly looking forward to stopping His Highness Su Wang in Qinghe Courtyard, they didn't dare to refuse outright.

After hesitating for a while, the leading guard gritted his teeth and agreed.

After the Xilan Kingdom Prince and Princess finished their court ceremony, Fu Huaiqing returned from the palace and walked towards Qinghe Courtyard without a moment's delay. When the guards outside the courtyard saw him coming, they stepped forward and knelt on the ground to block his way.

Fu Huaiqing frowned and listened to the guard's reply. He raised his eyes slightly and met the smiling eyes in the courtyard.

The girl standing in the courtyard said silently: "You are not allowed to come in without my permission."

Fu Huaiqing laughed.

He looked at her cunning and smart eyes with a sharp gaze, passed a look to Jiang Yue, and then obeyed her wishes and returned to the study.

The guards patrolling outside Qinghe Courtyard were all rewarded.

Every day when Fu Huaiqing returned to Prince Su's Mansion from court, the first thing he did was to go to Qinghe Courtyard, but he was stopped outside every day.

For four whole days, he was not allowed to set foot in Qinghe Courtyard.

He didn't come, but the soup dumplings with the Wuweipu mark were not left for a day. Every time Biezhi saw the steaming soup dumplings, she wanted to rush to the study to find him. However, when it comes to killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of her own, it is better to do it less.

So every time Fu Huaiqing ordered someone to send soup dumplings, she would reciprocate by sending a peerless tonic.

If she is not having a good time, then he can't have a good time either.

The fifth day was the same.

Fu Huaiqing looked at the girl who was only ten feet away from him with a slightly helpless expression, lowered his eyes to glance at her palm, and asked thoughtfully: "Are you still uncomfortable?" Biezhi, who

had almost forgotten about this matter: "..."

It would have been better if she didn't ask, because asking reminded her of the abrasion medicine Fu Huaiqing had sent two days ago.

If I had known earlier, I would have strangled him to death that night.

Bie Zhi glared at him, thinking angrily.

"Your Highness."

Jiang Yue walked over quickly and whispered sideways.

After hearing his words, an imperceptible darkness flashed in Fu Huaiqing's eyes, and he hummed.

Without him saying a word, Bie Zhi had already seen that the court officials wanted to see him.

Before she "didn't know" Fu Huaiqing, Prince Su was only known to her in the occasional words of passers-by, who mostly said that he was decisive and resolute in his actions and killings. Now that she has lived in Prince Su's mansion for these days, she knows how busy he is.

But even so, he still found time to lie to her in his busy life.

Bie Zhi wanted to scold him, but she didn't know what to scold him for a moment.

Watching the man leave, she hesitated to speak.

Forget it.

Let him suffocate to death.

Biezhi was about to return to the courtyard to continue practicing swordsmanship when she caught a glimpse of Fu Shuning, who was rushing over. The girl looked a little excited, her eyes sparkling. She waved at her and was already out of breath when she ran up to her.

Fu Shuning glanced back at the Prince Su's Mansion, which was still empty. She turned around, took Biezhi's hand, and hid aside, saying breathlessly, "I just heard that the prince of Xilan Kingdom wanted to see me, so I ran here without stopping."

Hearing this, Biezhi suddenly realized.

It seemed the person seeking an audience wasn't a court official but the Prince of Xilan. Biezhi naturally knew the prince had arrived in the capital, but she didn't quite understand. "Isn't it normal for the prince to come and ask for an audience?"

Fu Shuning cautiously peeked out, but still couldn't see him. She looked back and raised an eyebrow. "The important thing is, he's really handsome. If I don't meet him, I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

"Is he really that handsome?" Biezhi

looked puzzled. "How does he compare to your brother?"

Fu Shuning pondered for a moment, then said, "Each has his own merits." The fact that she could compare to Fu Huaiqing's merits suddenly piqued Biezhi's interest. She tilted her head, not noticing anyone passing by.

The two waited and waited, for half an hour, but no one showed up.

"How about we go to the study?" Fu Shuning grew restless. Logically, they were both heading towards Prince Su's mansion, so he couldn't have arrived yet. "Maybe he's already gone somewhere else,"

Biezhi pondered, finding it impractical.

If Fu Huaiqing caught her in the act...

the man's deep eyes flashed before her, and she wondered how he would handle her.

She swallowed, "Forget it."

Fu Shuning stared at her intently for a moment, instantly understanding what she meant. He recalled the rare books he'd nearly had all taken away two days before, and a lingering fear welled up in his heart.

A man so full of jealousy was indeed not to be trifled with.

But if she didn't catch him, she might regret it for the rest of her life. Biezhi's heart itched again at Fu Shuning's words. She was silent for a moment, then glanced at the towering walls surrounding Qinghe Courtyard. She raised her chin slightly, pointing to a spot adjacent to the study, and said, "Let's go up there and take a look?"

"Sure," Fu Shuning's dark eyes lit up. "I'll ask them to send a ladder,"

Biezhi stopped her.

Fu Shuning followed the girl forward, confused. The moment she was lifted up by the waist, her eyes widened. Before she could say anything, Biezhi, holding her, was perched at the highest point of the wall.

In an instant, the view of the study courtyard was in full view.

Fu Shuning suddenly understood what her brother said.

If she wanted to leave, no one in the Prince Su's Mansion could stop her.

Biezhi lowered her eyelids slightly, and caught a glimpse of the girl in her arms with a look of astonishment. She thought she had scared her, "Scared?"

Fu Shuning shook her head hurriedly when she heard the question, staring at her blankly. There was nothing wrong with Biezhi's expression, as if she was just a half-month-old baby in her arms, "Isn't it heavy?"

Biezhi: "Very light."

Fu Shuning: "..."

She knew very well that she was at the age of growing up. She was not heavy but definitely not light, let alone very light. She asked hesitantly, "Really?"

Biezhi nodded.

The girl in his arms was indeed very light. "And my strength is a little greater than that of ordinary people."

Fu Shuning's eyes widened slightly.

Just as she was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure approaching. She glanced sideways, introducing him, "The man walking in front is Huyan Daji, Prince of Xilan."

Biezhi followed her gaze.

The man at the front had deep, sharp features, a hint of foreign charm. She didn't think he was inferior to Fu Huaiqing, but he was certainly unforgettable, like an antelope on the plateau, full of energy.

Fu Shuning: "That's strange! This is the first time I've seen him without Huyan Naren."

As soon as she heard the name, Biezhi knew it must be the princess of Xilan. The two siblings had come to the capital together, and it seemed they had heard that Xilan was planning a marriage alliance with the Li Dynasty.

Currently, the only eligible man in the royal family was Fu Huaiqing.

"The Xilan Kingdom will not stay in the capital for long. Huyan Daji will leave the capital in two days. However, based on my recent interactions with Huyan Naren, I know that Huyan Daji seems to want her to stay in the capital."