Ah ER and ah San didn't like Xuan Yingluo. When brother Wang's affair came out, the two men killed Xuan Yingluo.

But Zhou Yu didn't make a statement, just brought her back, trapped by her side, and didn't deal with her.

Zhou Yu's handsome face didn't have any emotional waves. He just slightly pursed his thin lips, "I know."

Ah er said again, "brother, I heard that the local rich man is very lecherous. His biggest hobby is to attract all kinds of beauties. Tonight, the local rich man will definitely come to the appointment. I sent someone to prepare for the dance, but the beauty who led the dance, I think Xuan Yingluo is very suitable."

Zhou Yu, "she really charms all men by dancing."

"Therefore, this rich man will definitely take a fancy to xuanyingluo. Brother, if you don't want to deal with xuanyingluo, give xuanyingluo to that rich man, as long as she doesn't work as a demon around you." Ah Er suggested.

Zhou Yu frowned and said, "OK, let her lead the dance tonight."

……

Xuanyingluo was brought back by Zhou Yu and kept in her room all the time. Zhou Yu didn't come to see her these three days, but the servants would deliver the food on time.

Xuanyingluo sat in the room. She took out her paper and pen and drew the little seven childe on the paper.

She hasn't seen little seven for a long time. She hasn't left her side since he was born. I don't know if little seven cries in the capital and thinks of her as a mommy?

Xuanyingluo's eyes were a little red. Soon, tears fell from her eyes.

She was never a weak person. After she came to the south, she suffered all kinds of humiliation. She was trying to keep herself alive every day and didn't dare to relax. Now when there was no one, Xuan Yingluo put down all her vigilance and let her heart be soft like a pool of water.

Thoughts are like a tide.

At this time, a big hand suddenly stretched out and took away the little seven childe she drew.

Xuanyingluo quickly looked up. Zhou Yu's handsome face magnified in her sight. He's coming!

"Why are you crying?" Zhou Yu frowned at the tears hanging on her face.

Xuanyingluo immediately got up and casually stretched out her small hand to wipe away the tears on her face. She went to grab the picture, "it has nothing to do with you. Return the picture to me."

"I thought minister Xuan had a heart of stone. I didn't expect that there would be a time of sadness and tears. Let me see who you miss?" Zhou Yu looked at the picture in her hand and picked up her sword eyebrow. "Is this your son?"

Xuanyingluo's heart thudded. A few years ago, she and Gu Yelin made him believe that childe seven was not his son. Because he was alert and suspicious, xuanyingluo deliberately prevented Zhou Yu from contacting childe seven these years. Now she didn't expect that the portrait of Childe seven fell into his hands.

"Give me the picture back!" Xuan Yingluo went to grab it.

Zhou Yu raised his hand. He looked at the little man carved with powder and jade on the drawing paper again. "Your son looks like you."

"Zhou Yu, this is my son. Are you so interested in someone else's son because you don't have a son yourself? Return the painting to me quickly!"

Zhou Yu put his hand around her soft waist and pulled her into his arms. He slowly narrowed his narrow eyes and said suspiciously, "I don't look like Gu Yelin when I look at your son..."

Xuanyingluo's head exploded. She didn't know if he doubted something. As little seven grew up, Zhou Yu's shadow already appeared in his eyebrows and eyes.