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"Feng Wuxi came to Hongxiu Pavilion, this is a big event, and the rumors in the capital should be updated tomorrow." Xiao Xiyu said, and most of the guests in the hall below ran away.

"Hongxiu Pavilion... Hongxiu, I remembered - the oiran of Hongxiu Pavilion in the past, the oiran who Feng Wuxi was chased by the old Hou Ye and ran around all over the street and wanted to spend a lot of money to buy him, is it the current boss of Hongxiu Pavilion Shu Yan."

Xiao Xiyu hadn't reacted at first, but when he saw the red-sleeve pavilion master's face slowly coming down the stairs, he finally figured out who Feng Wuxi was here for.

"At the beginning everyone thought he was obsessed with this oiran. Even if he never admitted it, everyone in our circle knew about it."

"Feng Wuxi has a marriage contract on him now, so he probably came here to do something against the order."

The more Xiao Xiyu thought about it, the whole person was about to cry, and said to Song Yu with a distorted expression, "Hurry up and use lightness skills to take me away, I don't want to go into this muddy water."

Xiao Xiyu had paid a lot of money to invite the girl who had been forgotten by him at this time, and there were a few girls who were about the same age as him and Feng Wuxi, and had similar identities.

But no one can do things like him, leave as soon as he says, do as he says, and defend the border for twelve years as long as he persists.

"My lord, the river is outside the window, I can't get away with you."

I chose a good place to see the scenery, and now Xiao Xiyu felt extremely regretful, and looked at the woman who was trying to reduce her sense of existence.

No matter how they, the children of the aristocratic families and the nobles, usually pursue the girl from the Hongxiu Pavilion, at this moment, anyone who is still a little bit sane dare not be the first bird at this time.

"Go down, and don't come in again without order." Song Yuyan waved at the woman, and she didn't have the pity she had before.

Luying said yes, and retreated with a calm expression. After leaving, she felt that she would put on the guessing veil that had slipped down her cheeks again.

According to the agreement between her and that guest, she cannot reveal her identity now to be known by General Feng.

Thinking about that, Luying hid her figure and quietly left the front hall through the side door on the other side, and went to the yard where she lived in the backyard.

In the hall, most of the people have already left, and a few are unlucky people who have a bad location and have to pass through the line of sight of the two of them if they want to leave.

They don't want to hear anything, and they don't want to know anything. God bless the general, he must never say anything that can't be let outsiders know.

"The distinguished guest is coming, the Red Sleeve Pavilion is really full of splendor." Shu Yan stood on the steps of the stairs, exactly the same position as when he met 'Bai Yue' a few days ago.

All the people below the scene began to pay attention to the reactions around them, and Shu Yan didn't think of being seen as a monkey show.

She personally asked to invite him to her room, but what Shu Yan was thinking in her heart, no one else knew.

"It's been more than ten years, are you still blaming me?" Feng Wuxi sat in the room, compared to other curious explorations, what she wanted to know was Hongxiu's attitude.

There is a painting hanging in a corner of the wing room, the picture is ambiguous and somewhat similar to Feng Wuxi, and beside the person whose forehead is very similar to Feng Wuxi, there is another inseparable shadow-like existence.

"The general is serious, Shu Yan dare not blame the general." Hongxiu's smile made people feel a little sad, she never imagined that one day there would be such a marriage contract between her and Feng Wuxi.

The person who knows Feng Wuxi best in this world is Hongxiu.

If Feng Wuxi had really insisted on what he had done at the beginning, until now, it must be on Hongxiu.

Seeing Feng Wuxi being brought into the wing by the owner of the Red Sleeve Pavilion in the hall, Xiao Xiyu hurried out of the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

He has decided that for the last month—no, two months, he will not step into the Red Sleeve Pavilion again. Compared with having fun, his own life is more important.

"You came to Hongxiu Pavilion without authorization like this, do you know what people outside will say about you?" Feng Wuxi's expression of reluctance made Hongxiu's words die in his stomach.

"Back then, I always treated you like a sister, Hongxiu. It's a pity that every time I came back, I was in a hurry, so I couldn't come to see you."

Feng Wuxi stroked the teacup and said straightforwardly.

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Chapter 9

Feng Wuxi felt embarrassed when she said this. As a sister, she didn't think that way at that time, but she really had no affection for Hongxiu.

What's more... How can a woman and a woman be together.

After being a fake man for so many years, there is one thing that she can always see clearly, so that she won't be blinded by the false appearance.

What Hongxiu likes is Feng Wuxi, the Second Young Master Feng, not her.

"You said that I must have been beautiful when I put on my wedding dress." A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Hongxiu's mouth, and the leisurely dàngdàng seemed calm and breezy.

Feng Wuxi was taken aback for a moment, and finally got these words out of his long-awaited memory.

"You can't take it as a nonsense nonsense." She lowered her head and took a sip of her tea.

"When you think there is something you don't want to tell me, you always drink tea subconsciously. This time, why don't you want to tell me." Hong Xiu smiled when she saw her action.