Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

  Chapter 1748 Figured it out

  Ye Muyu decided to leave it to Chu Heng to handle it. She believed that the character of the other party would not be much worse than her own.

  Ye Muyu figured it out by herself, and heaved a sigh of relief. It just so happened that the carriage also arrived outside the gate of Chu Mansion.

  Chu Heng opened the curtain first and got out of the carriage. Ye Muyu waited for Ziluo to go down first, and then opened the curtain.

Seeing Chu Heng standing next to the carriage supporting her without leaving at all, Ye Muyu couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, put her hand on his strong arm, and when she got off the carriage, she leaned close to his ear , whispered: "Ah Heng, I was wrong, this matter will trouble you, I will always trust you."

  Chu Heng paused for a moment, and the hand holding her waist was a little hard, and it took only a moment to recover the usual strength, and helped her down.

  Seeing that he didn't answer, Ye Muyu was still a little nervous. She didn't know if he understood what she said. After getting off the carriage, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Chu Heng's face.

  She was just as tall as Chu Heng's chin, and she could only look up if she wanted to see his face.

  Fortunately, it was dark at night, and the two of them stood in place for a while, and there was no one around, so they didn't look awkward.

  Chu Heng felt that the cochlea was a little hot, as if the hot air sprayed by Ye Muyu was still on his ears when he spoke just now.

  He pretended to let go of Ye Muyu and let her stand up straight: "Go home."

  Ye Muyu didn't get an answer from him, but instead responded like this, feeling a little unhappy.

  Seeing that Chu Heng turned around and was about to leave, he didn't look like he was going back home, so he couldn't hold back, and quickly reached out to grab his clothes: "Aren't you coming back?"

   "Didn't you let me handle this?" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows, looking cold.

  Ye Muyu was agitated by his attitude, and said, "Then... go early and come back early."

   "Hmph, got it." Chu Heng stood still, and urged her to return home first.

  Ye Muyu knew what he said, and if he didn't leave first, he would definitely be able to stand where he was, so he didn't insist, and nodded, "Well, I'll wait for you at home."

   "Go back quickly, it's getting dark, it's not safe outside." Chu Heng's voice also softened.

Especially Ye Muyu's nostalgic eyes made him feel very useful, and the breath in his heart slowly dissipated, and he felt unreal when he realized that he cares about such a trivial matter. No one would know, otherwise I lost all my face.

   After Ye Muyu and Ziluo had already entered the mansion, Chu Heng turned and left.

  Ye Muyu returned to the backyard, found a set of clean clothes, waited for the big kitchen to boil hot water, and then entered the bathroom next to it, and took a slow bath.

   After washing off all the sweat on his body, he took a slow bath.

   After the soak, it was still early. The palace banquet was supposed to be held early, and she ate quite a bit in the evening. She basically enjoyed the performance and ate the food prepared by the palace banquet.

  After washing, she didn't need Sumei's help. She sat on the soft couch, brushing her hair slowly with one hand, and flipping through a book with the other. Her movements were neither fast nor slow. From a distance, it looked like a painting.

  When Chu Heng came back, Ye Muyu had already fallen asleep on the low table of the soft couch, perhaps because her posture was uncomfortable, her face was steaming, her cheeks were a little red, and her brows were slightly frowned.

  Chu Heng stretched out his hand and inserted his fingers into her long hair. When he touched it, his brows frowned, and it was actually wet.

  (end of this chapter)