I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

Dad and Xiaoyan went to the United States, and Su Rui married He Shengnian and lived a happy life.

Relatives have left, and good friends have married.

Originally, I felt empty in my heart, but now it’s nice to have such a little girl by my side.

"Silly!" I pulled Xiaoyue down and rubbed her hair, "I am not thin, I am successful in losing weight!"

"What!" Xiaoyue sniffed and said, "You are already so thin that you could be blown away by the wind. How can you talk about losing weight!"

"How can I! Ugh!" I originally wanted to tell Xiaoyue, how could I be thin?

But when he raised his hand, due to excessive exertion, the blood-eroded wound on Bei Mingyu's face started to throb again.

Although this wound is much better than before, it is almost invisible from the outside.

But if you exert too much force, a heartbreaking pain will hit your hand.

"Young mistress, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoyue asked nervously, looking at my hand.

Xiaoyue knew that my hand was injured. She grabbed my hand and said, "Young lady, is it your hand..."

"It's okay!" I took my hand out of Xiaoyue's hand. "It's nothing serious. It's just that I used too much force and it hurt a little!"

"Then young mistress, don't be angry with me. If you want to hit me, I will do it for you!" Xiaoyue said, about to slap her face.

"How dare you!" I glared at Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue obediently put down the hand she had just raised.

I didn't say anything, and Xiaoyue didn't dare to speak.

For a moment, the room was very quiet.

There was a wind blowing from the window, and the wind lifted the curtains. The curtains hit the glass window, and there was a thin "pop!" sound.

Following the small 'pop' sound, a breeze blew towards the room and hit me in the face.

When the wind blew over, I shivered a little.

It's not because of the chill brought by the wind that jolts my soul, but because of the fragrance of flowers in the wind.

This floral fragrance will be stronger if it is more. If it is less, it will be lighter. It is neither strong nor light. It is refreshing and very comfortable.

I didn't recognize this scent last time, but I recognize it now. It's the clematis that has crawled all over the house outside the window.

"Young mistress, are you cold?" Seeing me trembling, Xiaoyue thought I was cold, so she turned around to close the window.

"Don't!" I stopped Xiaoyue, then got up and walked to the window.

The clematis outside is blooming just right. I wonder what kind of method Beiming used to make the clematis bloom all year round.

I reached out and caressed the clematis.

Touching the petals lightly, a name suddenly came to my mind. When I thought of that name, I felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

I pulled my hand back and asked Xiaoyue, "Does Ying like this flower?"

As soon as she heard me mention that Ying, Xiaoyue's face became tense, "Young Mistress, no..."

"Okay!" I patted Xiaoyue, "You can't mention her in this house. I know, I just won't mention her!"

Beimingyu never showed up, and Uncle Zhong wouldn't let me go out, so I had to stay in the room and wait patiently for Beimingyu to come back.

In the evening, I had dinner and took a shower.

As soon as I came out of the bathroom, Xiaoyue sprayed me with soothing clematis lotion just like before.

"My bedtime is about to begin again!" I couldn't help but laugh at myself, looking at Xiaoyue who was busy in front of me.

"Young Mistress, what are you talking about? My young master is not the emperor, and besides you, Young Mistress, I have no other concubines!" Xiao Yue spoke for Bei Mingyu while she was busy.

I stared at Xiaoyue and said secretly: Your young master is the Satan of Jiangcheng. He is more terrifying than the emperor. Why does he have no concubine? I am his sixth concubine.

"Let's go! To the south building!" I said immediately as Xiaoyue finished her work.

I wanted to get to the south tower quickly and ask him to let me go down the mountain.

I really don't like the way it comes back, what do you think of me.

"Young mistress, why are we going to the south building? The young master is not there!" Xiaoyue said.

"Beiming Yu didn't come back?" I didn't expect this.

"Yes!" Xiaoyue nodded, "The young master is not back!"

Bei Mingyu was going to deal with something. Why did he go there all day? What was it that was so difficult to deal with?

"Okay!" I sat on the couch indoors, "I'll wait for him!"

after an hour.

"Xiaoyue, go and see if Beimingyu is back!"

"Okay!" Xiaoyue ran down and ran up quickly.

"Young lady, the young master is not back!"

"Okay, then I'll keep waiting!" I sat back on the couch.

Another hour passed.

"Xiaoyue, go and see if Beimingyu is back!"

"Okay!" Xiaoyue ran down and ran up quickly.

Xiaoyue, who came back, still shook her head.

"Then wait!"

Xiaoyue has run away five times, but Beimingyu still hasn't come back...

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(Xiaoyue called three times in a row, and Shen Xingran was indeed asleep.

"Phew!" Seeing Shen Xingran who was completely asleep on the couch, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She finally didn't have to run.

Afraid that Shen Xingran would catch a cold while sleeping like this, Xiaoyue found a blanket for Shen Xingran.

"Give it to me!" Xiaoyue had just opened the blanket to cover Shen Xingran when someone took the blanket from her hand.

Xiaoyue looked up following the sound.

Wasn't this the young master who asked her to run almost to death to see if he would come back?

"few……"

As soon as Xiaoyue spoke, Bei Mingyu immediately cast a look at Xiaoyue that silenced her.

He motioned to Xiaoyue not to speak.

Finally, he lowered his head and glanced at the person on the couch.

When he found that the person on the couch was still asleep, his nervous eyes relaxed.

Bei Mingyu turned his gaze from Shen Xingran back to Xiaoyue, indicating that Xiaoyue could leave.

"Young Master!" Xiaoyue couldn't help but whisper when she reached the door, "Young Mistress has been waiting for you all day!"

"I know!"

"I know!" Xiaoyue was stunned. In less than a second, she immediately had a look of understanding on her face.

The young master is always at home.

It was because the young mistress kept shouting about going down the mountain that he hid!

When I thought of Beimingyu, who had always been cold and cruel, he actually hid.

For a while, Xiaoyue filled her brain on her own, and the pictures in her mind were a little funny.

Xiaoyue lightly held her stomach, suppressing her laughter and walked out of the room.

Bei Mingyu carefully covered Shen Xingran with the blanket on his hand.

After covering it, Bei Mingyu looked at Shen Xingran sitting on the couch, with a slightly bent body.

This couch and chair are no better than a bed. After all, sleeping is not that comfortable.

Bei Mingyu used the lightest and slowest movements to move Shen Xingran to the bed.

Shen Xingran, who was moved to the bed, seemed a little dry. She tossed and turned on the bed.

Bei Mingyu knew that Shen Xingran was not around because Xiaomi was not around, so he got on the bed, slept next to Shen Xingran, and put his hand into her arms. )