He killed someone, she finished him off, even the crazy Marquis was shocked

The hot air sprayed on Li Siwan's ears, and his ears turned red, but his heart instantly cooled down.

He really noticed it.

"No."

"Nothing? No Tibetans, or no other man in your heart?"

Seeing Xiahou Su's expression at this moment, he was no longer acting, and Li Siwan realized that Song Qiyu was no longer in the room.

Did Xiahou Su know that the person behind him was Song Qi Yu?

Li Siwan was just thinking about it when Xiahou Su chuckled and let her go.

He turned around and walked to the rattan chair on the side and sat down.

"Well, you and I are just partners. If you really have a lover, I will not interfere with you too much. But now, you are my fiancée, so you should be more restrained in front of outsiders. If you ruin the reputation of the Marquisate..."

Xiahou Su wanted to say something but stopped himself. However, Li Siwan could naturally smell the threatening aura.

Li Siwan remained calm and said with a smile, "Don't worry, young marquis. I don't have a sweetheart and I won't cause any trouble for you."

"That's good!"

After that, the room fell into silence.

Li Siwan held the long scarf, water droplets still dripping from her hair, but Xiahou Su didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

"Young Lord, I need to change my clothes."

Li Siwan kindly reminded her, but Xiahou Su just looked up at her and said, "There's not enough time."

"Not enough time? Not enough for what?"

Xiahou Su didn't answer, but his eyes scanned her body.

Seeing this, Li Siwan quickly hid behind him.

He's talking about...man's dignity?

Everything that just happened fell into Song Qiyu's eyes, and it was indeed that the two of them would be unable to help themselves next...

If Xiahou Su went out at this moment, he would easily be misunderstood.

Thinking of this, Li Siwan's ears blushed. Without saying anything more, he reached out and took the clothes that Song Qiyu brought from the table on the side, turned around and went behind the screen.

He put on his clothes as quickly as he could in his life.

Xiahou Su just sat there quietly, his figure looming behind the screen, and he didn't even look up.

When Li Siwan finished changing, Xiahou Su still showed no intention of getting up, so she had to start drying her hair again.

After everything was done, Li Siwan was troubled when looking at the table full of pearl hairpins.

How to do this ancient hairstyle?

She can’t!!

Thinking about it, he raised his eyes and glanced at Xiahou Su on the side. Xiahou Su raised his eyebrows slightly, with a casual look on his face.

Li Siwan shook his head. How could he possibly do that?

Even if he could, how could he care about her?

Li Siwan simply gathered her long hair with both hands and grabbed the hairpin beside her. She had used chopsticks to tie her hair in the simplest way.

The technique is skillful and the work is well done.

Her black hair was tied back with a hairpin, her neck was smooth, and the tassel on one side of the hairpin just fell on her collarbone, making her look particularly charming.

When Li Siwan turned around, it seemed that the time to prove Xiahou Su's dignity had finally come.

He stood up, but did not walk out. Instead, he walked in front of Li Siwan.

There was a kind of helplessness in the look in her eyes, which Li Siwan couldn't understand.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

As soon as Li Siwan finished speaking, Xiahou Su reached out and pulled out her hairpin.

His head of black hair instantly fell down like a waterfall, entwined with his fingertips and slid down, bringing a different touch.

"what are you doing?"

"As the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, don't you know that as a woman, you can only tie your hair after you get married?"

Can you tie your hair only after getting married?

Is there such a rule?

Li Siwan was half-believing and half-doubting, but Xiahou Su threw the hairpin away and said, "You are so strange. You don't even understand this rule that everyone knows?"

Seeing the suspicion in Xiahou Su's eyes, Li Siwan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly explained, "Of course I know, but I'm used to being served by others, so I don't know these things!"

Seeing Li Si's calmness in the evening dress, Xiahou Su didn't say anything more. He just looked at her deeply, turned around and walked out.

Seeing him leave, Li Siwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no other way, Li Siwan had to find the maid to help her again. After all, if she lost face for Xiahou Su in this matter, she would be doomed.

By the time we finished cleaning up, it was already afternoon.

I followed the maid to the banquet hall, where the sound of stringed instruments could already be heard.

From a distance, I could see Xiahou Su and Song Qiyu drinking and chatting happily, while Li Shuying was sitting on one side, quiet and gentle.

The moment Li Siwan walked in, everyone looked over.

The smoky purple gauze dress is elegant and mysterious, and as cool as a violet blooming in the snow.

Her characteristics are charming and bright, but now she is particularly stunning with a hint of coldness as a supplement.

Xiahou Su glanced sideways and saw the infatuation in Song Qiyu's eyes. The moment he lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Li Siwan felt uncomfortable being stared at by everyone and quickly walked to Xiahou Su's side.

"Little Marquis."

"Well, sit down."

Xiahou Su gently pulled her to sit beside him, then reached out and brushed the hair off her forehead.

Is this starting again?

Li Siwan calmed down and quickly got into the role.

She turned her face away shyly, reached out and took Xiahou Su's hand and held it in her palm, her voice tenderly.

"Young Marquis, someone is watching."

"We are all family, it doesn't matter."

Xiahou Su chuckled, but did not pull his hand away. He just let Li Siwan hold it, then turned around and raised the glass to Song Qiyu with a chuckle.

The two exchanged pleasantries, while Li Siwan was absorbed in watching the singing and dancing.

She was just here for decoration, so just sit there.

When she was bored, she suddenly felt that Xiahou Su's hand was very comfortable to hold.

The joints are distinct, the hands are slender and straight, and they look like the hands of an abstinence comic.

And perhaps because he had been handling weapons for many years, his palms were covered with calluses, and he had a special feeling when he touched them.

Li Siwan subconsciously rubbed his fingertips lightly.

so comfortable.

Li Siwan was so engrossed in playing with his head down that he didn't notice Xiahou Su raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at him sideways.

Her profile is soft and delicate, and her serious look is actually somewhat tranquil and cute.

Xiahou Su's expression changed. Every time Li Siwan rubbed him, it turned into teasing. Finally, he had to turn around and grab Li Siwan's fingers in his hand.

"Don't move!"

These three words were spoken casually and Xiahou Su didn't even look at Li Siwan.

But at this moment, his deep voice was filled with genuine tenderness, like a casual, coquettish comfort, and in an instant Li Siwan's heart felt as if it was scratched by a kitten.

Glancing sideways at Xiahou Su's profile, he was so superior and beautiful. It was true that men looked best when they were not acting weird.

The scene of her staring at Xiahou Su turned into affectionate eyes in Song Qiyu's eyes.

The jealousy in my heart surged again.

Does he like Li Siwan?

Probably not, it's just a pure desire to win.

He couldn't bear to see that the person who used to revolve around him was now looking at another man like this.

"A Su, a few days ago I got a great troupe of actors. They can perform magic tricks on living people. Do you want to see it?"

After these words were spoken, Xiahou Su understood clearly.

"That's certainly interesting."

Song Qiyu smiled and clapped his hands. The dancers left and a troupe of actors came in.

They carried a dark wooden box and placed it in the center. Two men in strange clothes stood on the left and right of the box.

In front of them, people who were also wearing strange attire saluted Song Qiyu and Xiahou Su, then formed a special team. With a low roar, they began to... perform a shaman dance!

Although they acted solemn and mysterious, in Li Siwan's eyes, it was just a shaman dance.

After a series of ritualistic operations, the men on both sides of the wooden box moved.

One man opened the box, and the other man got in, and then the man outside closed the box.

Li Siwan sighed in boredom. She knew what would happen next. When she opened the box again, the person would be gone.

It's an old-fashioned magic trick, just a box with compartments.

Sure enough, after the man closed the box, the people jumped again.

But surprisingly, the moment the box was opened, it was not empty.

The man was indeed gone, and in his place, a flock of bats flew out.

bat!

The thing that Li Siwan fears the most.

What the hell!

A large group of bats rushed towards her. Li Siwan didn't think twice. She screamed, jumped up, grabbed Xiahou Su who was closest to her, and pounced on him.