bookrandom Chapter 730 Ancient Robbery 13
Chapter 730 Ancient Robbery 13
He unconsciously felt a little shy, because he had been sleeping in the open air all the way and was not in a very good condition. But despite his shabby clothes, he still couldn't hide his handsome appearance with red lips and white teeth.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Fu Wenting asked cautiously: "It's me, Meng Liu, don't you remember me?"
Meng Liu covered his mouth with his hand, shook his head and nodded.
Fu Wenting understood what she meant, let go of her hand, and said shyly: "I just came to see if you are doing well."
Meng Liu looked around vigilantly and found two windows were not closed, so she immediately walked over and closed them.
He turned around, pulled Fu Wenting to sit down, and asked in a low voice, "Does your father know that you have entered Beijing?"
Fu Wenting shook his head. After a year of correspondence, there were no secrets between them, so he didn't want to lie to her. He said bluntly, "My father doesn't know I'm in Beijing."
"You are so brave. Don't you know your father's situation in the court? If people find out that you sneaked into the capital..."
Fu Wenting quickly took her hand and began to shake it: "Stop scolding, I'm just worried about you."
When Meng Liu heard him acting like a spoiled child, she couldn't vent her anger anymore.
"So when will you return to the Northwest?"
Fu Wenting was evasive: "In...a few days."
What else does Meng Liu not understand? This guy clearly doesn't want to leave. I don't know why he is still so clingy even after growing one year older.
"Have you decided where you're going to stay in the capital?"
I can't go back to Prince Duan's Mansion, nor can I use my household registration to go to a restaurant openly, and I can't sleep on the streets.
Fu Wenting said nonchalantly: "Just find a street corner and lie down."
He has been traveling like this since he came out of the northwest and had all his money swindled away. If it weren't for the gold thread embroidered on his inner garment, he would have almost had to beg for food.
Meng Liu was helpless and wanted to say something when Apple's footsteps gradually approached.
She quickly pulled Fu Wenting up and stuffed him behind the screen: "Don't make a sound."
Apple was holding a bowl of plain noodles, her face red and she said angrily: "The servants in the princess's mansion are really worthless. When I went to the kitchen, they actually wanted to send me away on the grounds that the front yard was too busy and there were not enough people. I cooked this bowl of noodles myself!"
Meng Liu frowned. It was only logical that a new bride should think about eating on the wedding night. The servants in the princess's mansion behaved like this, which might be a deliberate suggestion from their master. It might just be a show of power.
But she didn't have time to worry about so many things now, as Fu Wenting was still hiding.
"You go out first, I'll be alone for a while."
Apple mistakenly thought that the young lady was sad, and did not dare to say anything. She only worriedly instructed: "Then the young lady will call me when she is done eating, and I will be guarding at the door."
After everyone left, she pulled Fu Wenting out and stuffed the chopsticks into his hand: "Eat quickly."
Fu Wenting looked at the steaming noodles and swallowed his saliva helplessly, but still firmly stuffed the chopsticks back into her palm: "You haven't eaten for a day, you eat."
Meng Liu smiled and said, "I can't finish such a big bowl."
"Then I'll eat the rest when you're full."
Meng Liu hasn't been so poor in many years. It's really not nice to see him refusing for a bowl of noodles for a long time.
She ate a few mouthfuls slowly, and when she felt full, she put down her chopsticks: "I'm full."
"Really?" Fu Wenting was a little bit unconvinced. At his age, he had a big appetite. How could Meng Liu be full after eating just a little? He forced Meng Liu to take another bite. Seeing how hard she was swallowing, he believed it.
He took the chopsticks and ate it all in three or two bites, not even leaving the soup.
"It's too dangerous for you to wander around the capital alone. How about this? You stay in the princess's mansion. I can cover up for you. It's better than having no one to help you when you encounter trouble. But you have to go back quickly. I can't keep it a secret for too long."
Fu Wenting originally came to Beijing because he was worried about Meng Liu, so it would be great if he could stay with her.
Moreover, he also heard what the maid said just now. What kind of person is she? She didn't even care that the bride hadn't eaten for a day. Just for this reason, he looked down on Gu Zhige.
This room is their new home. It must have been specially cleaned up before he got married. It is very large, with a bedroom in the front, a bathroom in the back, and side halls on the left and right. Meng Liu walked around but didn't see any place suitable to hide someone. Hiding there would not do, as Fu Wenting needed to sleep after all.
After thinking about it, she called Apple in again.
When Apple saw a strange man in the room, she instinctively wanted to shout.
Meng Liu stopped her in time: "Don't shout, this is the little prince."
Apple followed her master and had not seen the young prince many times. However, the things he sent to her from time to time left a deep impression on Apple, so compared to Gu Zhige, this maid had a better impression of Fu Wenting.
"Today is the young lady's wedding day, why is the young prince here?"
Meng Liu explained: "He just came to see me. By the way, from today on, you will be on guard outside. Can you give your room to the little prince?"
Apple nodded heavily.
Although the princess's mansion was large, it was impossible for Meng Liu to know every room since she had just arrived, not to mention that the only maid she brought with her as a dowry was Pingguo.
The other maids were all the princess's people, and she was not confident in telling any outsider about Fu Wenting's existence.
Apart from my own room, the only room I could use was Apple's room.
Normally, when the couple sleeps, there should be a maid outside to keep watch, so it is reasonable to ask Pingguo to do so.
Apple was on guard, and the room was empty, just right for Fu Wenting to rest.
After the discussion, Meng Liu signaled Fu Wenting to climb through the window to Pingguo's room.
She is the bride and cannot leave the room today.
Fu Wenting was a little unhappy, and pulled her hand and acted coquettishly: "I don't want to go. Can't I stay here with you?"
Before Meng Liu could say anything, Ping Guo spoke first: "No, today is my young lady's wedding night, what are you doing here?"
Fu Wenting was young and knew what it meant to get married, but he couldn't think of anything deeper. In his mind, the wedding night was just a man and a woman sleeping under a quilt.
He puffed out his chest: "I can also keep watch!"
"You are not a maid, why are you keeping watch all night?"
Fu Wenting didn't care: "Just treat me as a maid."
Meng Liu was so amused that he knocked on his head and said, "Stop being funny. Go through the window and follow Apple."
Fu Wenting simply hugged her waist and continued to act coquettishly, saying that he just didn't want to leave.
Apple blushed, but couldn't say anything directly.
As they were struggling, drunken footsteps were heard at the door.
The three people's expressions froze at the same time. Meng Liu gave Ping Guo a look. She decisively took Fu Wenting to the inner room, stuffed him behind the bathtub, and stood back next to Meng Liu.