Chapter 95： : Ah Fu, are you afraid of me?

It has to be said that Xie Cheng felt much happier.

Although it still can't offset the displeasure just now.

But the depression in my heart has dissipated a lot.

Shen Rulan saw all the changes in his mood, and couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth slightly.

Can't it?

That's it, don't you get angry?

Obviously just now, he still looked very angry?

Shen Rulan pursed her lips: "...but Miss Jiang agreed to tell my fortune."

Xie Cheng, who hadn't been happy for a few seconds, paused: "?"

Seeing his appearance, Shen Rulan found it extremely funny. Just as the corners of his lips curled up, he heard Jiang Fu standing beside Xie Cheng, smiling slightly:

"One hexagram of ten thousand taels of gold, Mr. Shen is very generous."

Ten thousand taels? ! Still gold! ?

Eleven, who was pushing the wheelchair, was shocked.

Xie Cheng also showed a surprised look, and then looked at Shen Rulan and laughed, "Ten thousand taels of gold, Mr. Shen is generous."

Seeing that Shen Rulan's face gradually changed, Xie Cheng slightly raised his eyes to look at him, and said again, "I thanked you for Ah Fu."

Shen Rulan: "..."

I was annoyed by his smug look.

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The gate of Yandu Women's Court.

Xie Cheng said that he saw Xie Min when he came, and seeing that she was tired, he asked her to go back first.

Jiang Fu came in Xie Min's carriage, and Xie Min went back, so naturally she could only take Xie Cheng's carriage.

She stood under the carriage and exhaled softly.

Nothing, just a carriage. After all, he is a general, and his carriage is still very big.

Holding the clothes, Jiang Fu carefully got into the carriage, keeping a distance from Xie Cheng.

Xie Cheng: "..."

He lowered his eyes in silence, and his slender black eyelashes also drooped down, covering the emotions in his eyes.

But the little girl sitting on the other side of him was slightly relieved, the general didn't seem to intend to talk to her.

Great.

She was also worried that he would talk to her.

In fact, she was always a little nervous when talking to him.

However, she was relieved, but Xie Cheng who was sitting on the other side was even more wronged than before.

When she was with Shen Rulan, she talked and laughed a lot, and she sat far away in a carriage with him, neither talking to him nor smiling at him.

Is he really scary.

Xie Cheng pursed his lips and slowly raised his eyes.

There was resentment in the long and narrow black eyes.

Like a cat whose owner refuses to hold it in its arms and smooth its fur.

Jiang Fu noticed that he seemed to be looking at him, so he raised his eyes unnaturally, and met Xie Cheng's aggrieved gaze.

She paused: "...?"

Why is the general looking at her like this...

Is it an illusion, I always feel that he seems a little...aggrieved?

"General?" Jiang Fu frowned, but couldn't help but speak.

Xie Cheng pursed his lips, with innocence in his black and white eyes, his voice was small, "Ah Fu, are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Fu was sitting on the edge of the carriage, with the green gown from the women's court next to her. She was taken aback when she heard the words, and said in a daze, "... huh?"

Xie Cheng stared at her with dark eyes, and complained aggrievedly, "Just now you were talking, you were still smiling, but you stopped laughing when you saw me, and it was the same in the carriage, you were so far away, and you didn't talk to me... "

The speed of the carriage seemed to suddenly increase.

It was Eleven outside who accidentally heard Xie Cheng's words, and couldn't hold back a whip.

The wheels turned with a grunt and made a slight sound.

Jiang Fu was even more confused when he heard his accusation. He shook his head and said, "I don't, I just... have a little bit."

Also a little scared.

"However, more importantly, I know that the general doesn't want to marry me, and there is no other meaning in going to Qingheyuan for dinner, just because people are recuperating and have no appetite, and the things I make are still edible." She continued, "I I'm worried that talking too much will annoy the general, and I'm afraid the general will mistakenly think that I'm still wishful thinking."