【The second update today!】

Liu Yihua crossed his arms on his chest and said lazily: "Don't worry, I won't put laxatives in your medicine. I just put a few pieces of rock candy so that Miss Situ wouldn't be able to drink it. I am very generous, unlike someone who touched her body twice and seemed to have formed some deep hatred."

Xiaowan was really in pain. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh. She finished the medicine in one breath and looked at Liu Yihua coldly: "I'm done, I'm going to rest."

Liu Yihua blinked: "Then let's take a rest."

Xiaowan was so angry that she said: "I can't sleep here..."

"Oh, there are still many problems. The young master left first. You should take good care of your illness and be careful." He said that, and he stood up and wanted to leave.

Xiaowan snorted coldly: "You don't need to care."

Liu Yihua turned around and said, "I don't care about you mainly. You know, if you have a good life, you will have a corpse for several years."

"What's the meaning?"

"Oh, although you have a bad temper, you do have a set of cooking. These days, you are used to eating the dishes you cooked, and then eating the dishes made by Brother Wang Kong, we have become tasteless. Even the three brothers Zhang Chun ate a lot less at noon, and they were talking about when Miss Xiaowan will be good... If you don't cook for us, we will starve to death sooner or later?" Liu Yihua said with a smile.

Xiaowan muttered, "The mouth is smooth." The corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Of course, she could hear the compliments in Liu Yihua's words. Who doesn't like to listen to good words, especially the chef, who was extremely happy to hear the delicious food she made.

Liu Yihua smiled and said, "It's also a way to eat your food."

The two of them were fighting and making trouble. The misunderstanding of drugging before was gradually eliminated.

At night, Liu Yihua couldn't sleep, so she got up, put on her clothes, and walked into the yard.

A bright moon hangs in the sky, and the yard is filled with faint blue light. A beautiful figure is sitting next to the stone table in the courtyard.

Liu Yihua was Xiaowan for a moment. It was so late, why were she sitting there alone doing? Liu Yihua couldn't help but walk over.

"Can't sleep?" Liu Yihua sat down next to Xiaowan, held her tenderness into her hand, and gently rubbed her.

Xiaowan turned her head and looked at Liu Yihua a little embarrassedly and said, "Young Master can't sleep either?"

Xiaowan's voice was gentle and sounded as comfortable as the spring breeze.

Liu Yihua said: "Well, I'll come out and have some breathing."

"Young Master, did Xiaowan make you angry today?" Xiaowan said suddenly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Today I will give Kong Wen..." Xiaowan whispered.

Liu Yihua smiled and said, "Haha, just kidding, Kong Wen is not angry, why am I angry? Don't worry. We men are not that stingy."

"Well, that's good..." Xiaowan looked at Liu Yihua, and her heart was getting faster and faster.

Liu Yihua suddenly smiled and said, "It seems like you are just busy cooking for others today. You haven't eaten yet, right? Do you want to get some food for you?"

Xiaowan said: "No need, young master, I'm not hungry."

The two sat silently for a while. Xiaowan suddenly said, "Young master, do you really like Xiaowan?" The black eyes looked shiny, just like the most beautiful black gem, which made Liu Yihua look at it forever.

Liu Yihua put Xiaowan's smooth and slender hands on her face and whispered: "I don't like it. Can I treat you so well?"

"Then... when did you start to like Xiaowan? Didn't you say you didn't feel anything about me before?" Xiaowan said.

Liu Yihua couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he heard this. When did he like her? He didn't know it himself. It seemed that when he saw her at first sight, his eyes had left a deep impression on him. After that, they only met her twice in total, but every time they saw her, their feelings for her seemed to be deeper. So, when did they fall in love with her?

Xiaowan was not in a hurry, not urging him, but just looked at him quietly, waiting for the answer.

"When..." Liu Yihua reached out and scratched his head, saying, "Maybe...it should be the first time we met, and your eyes attracted me at that time..."

Xiaowan was stunned: "Then... why do you want to escape? Why do you hide from Xiaowan?"

Liu Yihua smiled awkwardly and said, "At the beginning, I was pulled to you by Kong Wen... So, you know, I will not be snatched from others... Of course, if it is mine, then I would be polite."

Xiaowan smiled, suddenly put her face in front of him, blinked mischievously, and said, "Then, aren't you avoiding it now?"

Smelling the faint and fresh fragrance and looking at her eyes and red lips that were close to her, Liu Yihua suddenly felt warm in her heart. She couldn't help but reach out to hold her shoulders and hug her...

Xiaowan was startled, her beautiful eyes were wide open, at a loss, and she let Liu Yihua hold her without moving. Her delicate body slowly softened and was hugged by Liu Yihua. Xiaowan felt that she was weak all over now, as if she had no strength.

The two of them hugged each other, and then Liu Yihua said: "Do you think I still need to escape now? Even if you want to run, I won't let you run."

Xiaowan gave him a look and whispered: "You bully someone..."

Liu Yihua chuckled and tightened his soft and boneless body in his arms, saying, "Didn't you just send it to me and let me bully me?"

Xiaowan was so embarrassed that she buried Zhen's head in his chest and stopped talking.

After a while, Liu Yihua suddenly said, "You said you believe in love at first sight, then do you think you fell in love with me at first sight now?"

The woman in her arms raised her head, looked at him sly, and said, "Of course we fell in love at first sight. But in fact, this is not important. What is important is that I can always be by your side. This is Xiaowan's only destination in this life. Xiaowan's life is only this man. Whether it is physical or mental, it will belong to you, it only depends on whether you want it..."

"Yes, why don't you? Alas, I always think you are too perverted. I always can't understand what you are thinking." Liu Yihua said with a smile.

Xiaowan said slyly: "Haha, I'm just a pervert! Didn't I tell you? Women are fickle! But I don't want you fickle! Young Master, will you... take care of Xiaowan forever?"

Liu Yihua said seriously: "Of course I will. I will take care of you and love you for the rest of my life."

Xiaowan said shyly, "At the beginning, the young master ignored Xiaowan and even hated Xiaowan a little, which made Xiaowan very sad. I was going to focus on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditches! But I didn't give up. Later I succeeded..."

Liu Yihua laughed and said, "Facts have proved that perseverance is victory in the end!"

Xiaowan nodded and suddenly said, "But, I always feel like I am dreaming now. By the way, young master, do you think Xiaowan is ugly or beautiful?"

Liu Yihua stared at her face in a daze, feeling that her eyes were bright and red lips were tender. Her nose was straight, her ear beads were round, her hair was smooth, and her skin was very good. Isn’t this beautiful? Why did Xiaowan say that?

"It's beautiful, do you still need to question this?" Liu Yihua said with a smile.

Xiaowan whispered, "Even if it's a lie, Xiaowan loves to listen, at least it proves that the young master is willing to coax Xiaowan. As the saying goes, God is jealous of a beauty, and a woman's beauty belongs only to herself and her lover, otherwise... it will always cause trouble. This is the trouble of a beauty. So Xiaowan is still a little frightened sometimes."

Liu Yihua smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of beauty is in trouble? That's all nonsense. You don't need to be afraid..."

Xiaowan said: "I feel relieved when my young master said this. By the way, my young master. I heard you discuss the art of folk art for Yun Xuerou? Can your young master play and sing a song for Xiaowan?"

Liu Yihua smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, it's midnight, by the way, you sing it to me."

Liu Yihua turned around and looked at the closed doors. Xiaowan immediately understood and said, "Okay, I sang it to the young master. I sang it softly and won't disturb others."

Liu Yihua nodded, hugged the love in his arms upwards, and let her lips closer to her ears.

Xiaowan's gentle singing sounded in her ears, and gusts of fragrant wind blew into her ears, itchy and numb, and her heart was refreshed.

At first, Liu Yihua looked enjoyable when she heard it, and her hands gently patted her beautiful buttocks with the rhythm.

Xiaowan's singing is very good, which gives Liu Yihua a great feeling, but it's just so wonderful, so wonderful that he can hear it so comfortably.

The two sat in the yard until the sunrise eastward, and the golden light shone on them.

Xiaowan in her arms had fallen asleep unknowingly. Looking at the smile on her mouth in her sleep, Liu Yihua's heart was also sweet, and her eyes were filled with love. She gently picked up the Ke Ren'er in her arms and walked towards her room.

When we were about to arrive at the room, someone suddenly walked out next to us. It was Xiao Zi who was getting up early.

Seeing that Liu Yihua was holding a woman in her arms, which was obviously Xiaowan, Xiao Zi stuck out her tongue, thinking that Liu Yihua was going to be flirtatious again.

Liu Yihua let out a light "shhh" and gestured to her to get out of the way with her eyes. Xiao Zi flashed away and watched Liu Yihua carefully carry Xiaowan into the house as if she was holding a baby.

Liu Yihua put Xiaowan on the bed, covered her with a quilt, kissed her on the forehead, and then walked out quietly.

In the days that followed, Liu Yihua felt more and more virtuous and gentle. Not only did she involve both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she also had great attainments, and could dance swords. Although her martial arts skills were not as good as Yan'er, the sword dance was so beautiful! Even Mai Dongkuan praised her and called this woman a treasure.

Xiaowan is also very good at serving the marquis. She is busy with Liu Yihua and makes Liu Yihua feel comfortable serving the marquis so much that the emperor envies. It’s not that Xiaoxin was not serving the marquis. Xiaoxin is also a smart and gentle woman, but she mostly takes care of Liu Yihua from the details, mostly following the young master’s wishes, and does whatever the young master likes, so that he feels kind and comfortable. Xiaowan, more suggests how Liu Yihua should do it, and cares about him from another perspective, making him feel warm and sweet.

It seems that Xiaowan is like a young lady, taking care of his life in an orderly manner.

After hearing that Liu Yihua's birthday was about to come, Xiaowan stayed up all day and night, and made a set of fitted clothes for him, even a full set of underwear and shoes, which made him very happy.

Liu Yihua was wearing the long clothes, robe and shoes made by Xiaowan for him, and felt warm, sweet, and indescribable comfort and freedom.

"Well, it's good, good! Xiaowan's craftsmanship is really good. This dress is both beautiful and comfortable. Those so-called high-end clothes are incomparable to this. In the future, my clothes will have the skillful hands of Xiaowan." Liu Yihua opened his hands and let Xiaoxin go, Xiaozi and Xiaowan tidy up his clothes, one left and one right behind.

Xiao Xin also smiled and said, "The young master looks much more energetic and noble in the clothes made by Sister Xiaowan."

Xiao Zi also smiled and said, "No. Every inch of this dress seems to be tailor-made for the young master, and it is extremely perfect. Sister Xiaowan's hand is so coincidental."

After hearing the praise from everyone, especially Liu Yihua, Xiaowan felt like a honey pot was overturned. Her eyes and eyebrows were so sweet that she smiled and said softly: "If you like it, Xiaowan will do it for the young master every day."

Liu Yihua tidied up her clothes and looked at her image in the mirror with satisfaction. She said narcissisticly, she was so heroic and elegant! She smiled and turned around and put on Xiaowan's pink shoulder and said, "That's not OK. Do it every day and tired of my good Xiaowan. Then I have to feel sorry for her."

Seeing the two of them talking sweetly about each other, Xiao Xin was happy for the young master and Xiaowan. Xiao Zi couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Over the past few years, the woman who was forced to become Liu Yihua's maid has now fully adapted to her current identity and her feelings for Liu Yihua are increasing day by day. Until now, she herself can't tell what she feels about this young master.

In the evening, Liu Yihua invited everyone to a banquet. After drinking countless barrels of wine, Liu Yihua only urinated for a few times and returned to normal, and there was no trace of drunkenness at all. But when he returned to his room and saw the red candles lit in the room, his originally sober heart couldn't help but become a little intoxicated.

Pushing the door open, Xiao Xin was sitting next to the bed with his head shyly on his face. Xiao Zi, who was originally in the same room as them, also went to sleep with Wan'er tactfully tonight.

Liu Yihua closed the door, walked to the bed, and looked at Xiao Xin, who was only wearing a transparent gauze.

The veil was covered with light, and he had seen it countless times, kissed it countless times, and stroked it countless times, exuding endless temptation under the red candlelight.

"You are my Xiaoxin." Liu Yihua suddenly said.

Xiao Xin raised her head, and the infinite tenderness in her eyes flowed through his heart like autumn water.

"Xiao Xin is the young master's Xiao Xin." The words of the beautiful little maid finally made Liu Yihua's passion begin to burst out.

After gently putting Xiaoxin on the bed, Liu Yihua also removed her shoes and climbed onto the bed. He began to gently caress the delicate and beautiful ketone body through the layer of gauze, and deeply smelled the moving body fragrance. Both of them were breathing more and more rapid, and their bodies became hotter and hotter.

The vagueness of the gauze made his love even more surging and surging. He kissed the pretty face like a flower wildly, and constantly stroked and kneaded the concave and convex ketone body. Xiaoxin's "shenyin" sound was like a green spring among the stones, although it was dripping, but sweet and beautiful.

"My Xiaoxin, baby Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin..." Liu Yihua kept murmuring in a low voice, as if he was chanting a spell. He gently removed the veil and began to kiss the delicate, fair, and smooth skin inch by inch, as if he was every night before.
To be continued...