The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

With that posture, it was like a high-ranking master looking at the lowly slaves below.

Princess Wenxi's delicate and elegant face carried an almost invisible coldness, her red lips were lightly pursed, like scarlet snowflakes, which could kill people inadvertently.

The crown on Li Hui's head was made of gold, and it looked extremely heavy at the moment. When he raised his head, he felt that his head had been buried in the ground, and he could not lift it up for lifetimes.

But the head is gold!
Gold can fill his stomach, and he will not be bullied and trampled on.

He will always remember a bunch of filthy things in the side street, that group of people, treat him as a toy, and play with him at will.

Now he is a master!
If he gives an order, everyone will obey him, and the bullied Li Hui will eventually cease to exist.

For these, so what if he endured a little humiliation?

"Xi'er, it's not good for your husband. From now on, as your husband, you will never leave your side. You will be like a cow and a horse, and you will never hesitate to do so."

On his young and energetic face, there was a pile of fawning smiles, which seemed so hypocritical.

But Wenxi doesn't care whether he is really subdued or not, as long as she has the ability, she can make him keep this expression for the rest of his life.

Could it be the land of the king in the whole world, what else can she not have?

The eunuchs and maids were also kneeling on one side, and the ridiculous thing was that they lowered their bodies even higher than Li Hui.

They didn't care at all.

How can a person who doesn't care about himself make others care?
Li Hui was so focused on flattering Wenxi in the mansion that she temporarily forgot about the report from the maid.

But Li Hui's head was always filled with the sudden amazement and ignorant heartbeat.

This was a feeling he had never had with Wen Xi.

His heart told him that he wanted to protect such a pure and pure woman, watching her innocent and laughing.

Fuliu had experienced the bad things in the street, and she had no intention of buying vegetables. The little girl was ignorant at first, but she didn't know why.

She only felt that her heart was beating violently, and there seemed to be her shadow in the big brother's eyes.

I still remember my mother said that if a man has a woman in his eyes, then they are in love.

How could she fall in love with a man at once?

Fu Liu was flustered, and she defined this never-before-seen emotion as an ulterior secret.

Once exposed, it will be full of shame.

"Mom, I'm back."

Fu Liu pushed open the door and saw her mother sitting inside weaving.

Fuliu's mother heard her daughter's voice, and turned around gropingly, her eyes were dull, she was blind.

In the early years, he married Fuliu's father, and within a year he had Fuliu, but Fuliu's father suddenly fell ill, and went away before he could be treated.

Leaving her natal family alone, Fuliu's mother cried and went blind, shed tears all day long, if she hadn't had to raise and raise Liu, she would have followed Fuliu's father.

Although Fuliu Niang is blind, she has a skillful hand and can weave cloth and thread needles blindly.

Relying on this, Fu Liu was brought up.

"Mom, didn't I tell you that I won't let you pick up the job? The aunt next door asked the doctor to show you, and the doctor said don't be too tired. Now my daughter can go out and earn money to support you."

Fu Liu held his mother's hand with distressed eyes.

"I'm getting old. I always want to do something, otherwise I'll be idle." Fu Liuniang was reprimanded by her daughter, obediently stopped working, and sat there.

"By the way, you haven't told your mother yet, what kind of job are you looking for that can earn so much money?"

Three days ago, Fu Liu would often go out early and return late, returning a string of copper coins. Such a labor-free and profitable job, Fu Liuniang really couldn't think of what to do.

But she believed that her daughter would never betray her lust for money.

But in fact, Fuliu is indeed selling and singing in Chunmanlou. Although he doesn't sell himself, he still shows his face.

She looked at the worry on her mother's face, but didn't look at it and said it at all. If something bad happened, she would not be able to survive.

"Mom, I have a friend. Her family is in the makeup powder business. I usually help her attract customers or something, and I still have makeup powder."

Fu Liu confided all the words he had prepared, which could also explain why his body always smelled of rouge.

"Then you have to thank your good friend."

Fu Liuniang didn't think too much, and believed her daughter's words.

Only then did Fu Liu heave a sigh of relief, helped her mother onto the bed, and went to the kitchen by herself to prepare for cooking.

There are some pork ribs and corn left at home, and she plans to make a pork rib stew to nourish her mother's body.

Soon, the smoke rose slowly, and the aroma wafted out along the small farmyard.

The lady next door had a sharp nose, she put down the knife she was going to chop vegetables, twisted her fat buttocks and pushed open the door of Fuliu's house.

"Yo, let's cook."

"Yes, ma'am, you haven't eaten yet, let's eat together."

"How embarrassing that is."

The lady next door immediately sat down and waited quietly for the dishes to be served.

In the Princess Mansion, Li Hui had no appetite for a feast of luxurious food.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, and left the mansion alone while Princess Wenxi was sleeping.

Twilight is fading, and the dim yellow light surrounds the horizon.

Pedestrians on the street were exhausted after a day of wind and frost.

Only Li Hui was in high spirits, getting more and more energetic as he walked.

As long as he gets out of that cage, he will feel better.

The street is filled with a faint smell of meat. Although it is meaty, it is fresh and sweet, like bacon wrapped in bamboo tubes, tender and fragrant.

Li Hui, who is used to eating big fish and meat, smelled the aroma, and couldn't help but walk in search of the aroma.

He soon came to a small courtyard filled with smoke, the candlelight inside became hazy and indistinct through the snow-white paper window.

Under the dim sunset, it is even more warm.

There was the sound of gurgling water being boiled in the courtyard. Li Hui walked in and saw a small familiar figure squatting there, with thin white arms and a black bellows in a deadlock.

His palm-sized face was covered with beads of sweat.

Although it is dirty, it is inexplicably endearing.

Li Hui was so fascinated by it that he didn't even know that those watery eyes were looking up at him.

"Why are you here?"

The appearance of Li Hui, like a hand, forcibly tore off the veil covering Fuliu's weak heart, forcing her to face her own secret.

Fortunately, it was sweltering around, so her blush did not appear abrupt.

It's just that he didn't dare to look at Li Hui again.

I was afraid that the light in my eyes would miss half of it and reveal something.

But that shy lowering of the head was still easy for Li Hui, a veteran in the love scene, to see through.

When everything is clear, there is nothing to say, and it is also boring.

"I accidentally bumped into you on the street, so I came here to apologize."

This apology was nothing more than rhetoric, it was as simple as stroking willows, it could be seen, but he didn't continue to question him, no matter why he came, since he came, he was a guest.

She pulled the bellows harder, and the sweat flew off her face.

Li Hui wanted to help, but because he didn't know how to do it, he was in a hurry, which didn't help, so Fu Liu simply made it himself and asked him to wait to eat.

For a moment of trance, Li Hui felt that he was living his life.

Lang has a concubine who wants to cook and eat together.

Smelling the aroma of food, looking at the distant clouds.

This is life, and the luxurious life in Wenxi's place is survival.

"The meal is ready!"

Fu Liu happily put the ribs in a bowl, and Li Hui also helped to carry them.

The brocade clothes on his body were very obstructive, so he simply rolled up his sleeves, regardless of the dirt and chaos, and cleaned up the pot and table.

Seeing his precious clothes being stained, Fu Liu kindly reminded, "Your clothes."

"It's okay."

He waved his hand, eyes full of indifference.

"Then let me wash it for you after dinner."

Fu Liu smiled slightly.

"Okay." Although he knew that the clothes should not be taken off, otherwise Wen Xi would notice, but Li Hui still nodded his head in a strange way.

The pork ribs were delicious, and Li Hui ate several pieces in a row. When introducing him, Fu Liu only told his mother that he was that friend.

Fu Liuniang smiled and said to Li Hui, let him eat more.

The lady next door did not forget to look at the two young men on the table while eating.

"Hey, where did this come from, Brother Young Master, he and our Liu'er really look like a couple!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After hearing this, Fu Liu, who was eating corn, spit it out without swallowing it.

It happened to spray on Li Hui's face, and he froze.

Fu Liu hurriedly reached out to wipe it for him, her face was already flushed.

Li Hui didn't mean to blame him either, he just watched her hand caressing his face.

That soft touch made him reluctant to leave.

As night fell, Li Hui saw the bright moon outside the window, so he knew it was time and it was time for Wen Xi to wake up.

So he got up and said goodbye.

Fuliu Niang was polite and asked Fuliu to send it off.

Fu Liu hesitated for a while, but still followed behind with her head down.

They are far away, but they seem to be beside each other, and they can be seen when they turn their heads.

"I don't know yet, what's your name?"

Li Hui broke the ice, turned around and walked away, facing Fu Liu.

"My name is Fuliu, Fuliu, the willow of the willow tree."

"A nice name."

Li Hui sincerely praised.

"My name is Li Hui."

He only briefly mentioned his name, and didn't say which Li or Hui it was.

After asking their names, the two had no more words to say, and when they were about to reach the road leading to the Princess' Mansion, Li Hui suddenly turned into an alley.

Before Fu Liu could blink, the person disappeared.

Only one voice remained, "Sweet dream."

She is now in front of the dark alley, the darkness that can almost swallow everything, becomes very kind under that sound.

She is afraid of the dark.

I often dare not walk alone.

But I don't know why I went home alone today without any fear.

When Li Hui returned to the Princess Mansion, Wen Xi just woke up, and he helped her put on her shoes and do her makeup.

It stands to reason that when it is time to rest, even if you are just getting up, you don't need to dress up, but Wen Xi is different, when she is awake, she must be extremely delicate.

Even if she only wakes up to drink saliva, she still needs to make up her face well.

Li Hui carefully painted her eyebrows and nodded her lips.

Wen Xi sniffled, and his eyes fell on his lips, "This cat will choose to eat it secretly in the middle of the night, thinking that the master will not find out, but the master knows exactly what it eats."