Xia Yibing interrupted her.
"But that's a good thing."
"If he doesn't want to disappoint His Majesty, he should try harder and try not to lag behind."
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①: A rumor. Mentioned in Chapter 61 of Insomnia and Chapter 9 of Crystal Sea.
ps: I was thinking of taking a nap during the day, but when I opened my eyes, more than ten hours had passed and it was already early morning woc!
It seems like the old problem has come back again... Normally I shouldn't sleep for so long without waking up.
Anyway... Anyway, I'll combine them together and count them as three updates. It's a little late, so please forgive me~
Chapter 17: Comeback Case 1
The two discussed whether Teni would be encouraged by this opportunity and whether Sara would have another wise lord. Then they didn't do anything else. They turned off the lights and fell asleep in each other's arms.
"..." Xia Yibing's eyes were dark, but she didn't need to look in the mirror to know how shocked her expression was.
It is obviously my own place, and it should look more magnificent.
Moreover, she is older, so as the elder, she should play the role of comforter in this "sleeping in each other's arms" ritual and let the other person enjoy her arms - in her opinion, this is something that is natural and right.
But what actually happened was... before she could do that, Hitzfeld pressed her head to his chest, and she became the one being comforted!
Aisuen, she feels sorry for me...
The surprise was only momentary, and soon, Xia Yibing understood the reason behind the girl's actions.
Hitzfeld saw and heard all of his efforts and plans over the past few days, from accompanying her on outings to the words that finally made her feel at ease living her life.
She understood her... Even though neither of them said it too clearly, the feeling that this most subtle thought could be understood and sympathized... Xia Yibing couldn't help but feel moved.
And Aisuen's embrace is so soft and gentle...
Her scent filled my breath. Although I couldn't see her face, I could vaguely feel her breath falling down...
At first, she felt itchy, like the tip of her heart, the palms of her hands, and the soles of her feet were scratched by the feathers. But soon, Xia Yibing became intoxicated by the feeling of being surrounded by a strong sense of happiness.
Her consciousness began to become hazy, her body unconsciously contracted and curled up, and she even actively leaned into the arms like a little girl, and fell asleep with a smile on her face.
A dreamless night.
The next day, Xia Yibing suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.
She couldn't quite tell whether the feeling she had before going to sleep last night was reality or a dream. When she woke up, she hugged her arms tightly, only to find that there was no one in front of her.
The imaginary embrace was gone after all. She sat up blankly and looked at the light coming through the gap in the curtains. Her nose felt sore and she felt like crying for some reason.
"Huh? Are you awake?"
Turning back suddenly, Xia Yibing saw Hitzfeld - she was wearing her usual black dress, but this time she had an extra white apron tied in front of her. She opened the door with one hand and held a shovel in the other.
"We haven't had breakfast for a long time." Hitzfeld walked up to her and tapped her on the head with the clean shovel. "So today I got up early to correct my schedule..."
"Hey...why are you crying?"
Before the girl could finish her scolding, Xia Yibing stood up and rushed over, burying her face in the warm and soft place in her dreams and rubbing it for a few times. In between, obvious breathing sounds could be heard.
"Who said I cried?" Then she raised her face, and there was indeed no trace of tears on it. "I just felt sad... I have lived with you for a long time, but I have rarely enjoyed this kind of treatment."
She is just making far-fetched arguments.
Hitzfeld first agreed to let her move in, which was when the two of them really confirmed their relationship. In order to take care of her, the girl had to endure the torment of not being able to sleep and sleep with her.
At that time, she was afraid of sleeping and had to be hugged by a young girl so that she would not have that nightmare, or would have it as little as possible.
But doing this was very tiring for Hitzfeld. If she was lucky, she could wait for Xia Yibing to fall asleep and then read at the table. But if she was unlucky, that is, Xia Yibing still had a nightmare and she would hold her very tightly, then she would not be able to escape until dawn.
She had to endure the sleepless torment and stay with her until dawn. Moreover, because she felt sorry for her and was afraid of disturbing her, the girl didn't even dare to turn on the lights during this process, nor could she lie on her side to watch something to relieve her boredom.
This was even more tiring than those herdsmen keeping their hawks awake, so during that period, after getting up in the morning, Hitzfeld usually didn't have the energy to make breakfast, and would always ask for her advice before buying it outside.
"Are you jealous of Ashley?" Hitzfeld was a little helpless. He lowered his head and parted her hair, revealing her smooth and white forehead, and hit it with the spatula again.
"Ashley only comes home once a week or so, why are you jealous?"
"At worst, I can do it for you every day in the future..."
"You said so!"
Xia Yibing was waiting for her to say this. She immediately smiled from ear to ear. No matter how Hitzfeld twisted her body or hit her head with the spatula, she refused to let go and held her tightly and took a few more breaths.
"Neuropathy!"
Hitzfeld thought she was up to something again, so he used all his strength to break free, and before running away he threatened, "I'm going to put chili in the porridge!"
"Put more—"
Xia Yibing shouted at her back.
"Look who's the hottest one at the end—"
Seeing the girl's fleeing footsteps pause for a moment, and then slipping out of sight even more hurriedly and panickily, Xia Yibing sat back contentedly and leaned forward again to take a deep breath.
It seems that this can absorb all the remaining fragrance in the air.
This damn day...
She stretched, lifted the quilt, walked to the table, and pulled open half of the curtains.
This damn day is so comfortable...
Breakfast is meat porridge, fried eggs and fried pork chops.
If you feel greasy, there are cold fruits. There are about three kinds of fruit pulp in a small bowl, all of which have been cooled outside and sprinkled with a layer of sugar on the surface. It tastes very sour and delicious.
There was no difference between the food in front of the two people, except that Xia Yibing's portion was larger and Hitzfeld's portion was smaller.
Also, there was an extra glass of milk in front of Xia Yibing.
"Why don't you add spicy food?"
While eating, the Shadow Lion Leader asked the girl with a smile.
Hitzfeld had a sullen face and just kept eating his meat, ignoring her.
Xia Yibing's threat was really too shameless.
At first she didn't react. It was obviously the other person who was eating the spicy food, so why was she the one who felt the spicy taste in the end?
kiss?
She's not afraid.
But Xia should also know this, so what she was talking about might not be this kind of kiss, but another more obscene kind.
This stinky woman is really too much.
But she looks so pretty with her hair messy...
And her lips.
How can a person's mouth look like this, strong and sexy at the same time?
"What are you looking at me doing?"
Sensing her gaze keenly, the woman lifted her hair without any concealment.
"Do you like me having...my hair down?"
"...Aren't you afraid that I will eat spicy food to mess with you?"
Hitzfeld couldn't stand her slutty and flirtatious behavior and couldn't help but fight back.
"I'm not afraid."
Xia Yibing picked up the milk and took a sip, then raised the cup to signal her.
"If you do this, I will drink milk, and then I will be with you--"
"Stop talking!"
Hitzfeld could hardly bear the thought of it.
It's truly physically, mentally, and physiologically disgusting!
Why did God create milk?
Why can't it just taste like juice?
"bell--"
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Confused at first, Hitzfeld then went to see Xia Yibing.
Xia Yibing was not much different from her: "I didn't make an appointment with anyone."
"The cloth on the sign hasn't been taken off yet... he must be someone you know."
Hitzfeld stood up and prepared to open the door, but she suddenly turned around and stared at Xia Yibing.
This guy was still wearing a loose bathrobe, his hair was untied, his face was unwashed, and I don’t know if he brushed his teeth!
Isn't she very clean?
How could he become so sloppy after living with her?
Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with her clothes and manners, otherwise the people outside would have to wait for a while.
He told the woman to hide in her room and put on her clothes. Hitzfeld trotted over and opened the door handle in confusion.
Then--
She saw a certain prince whom she had just met yesterday standing there, twirling his cane in boredom.
Chapter 18: Comeback Case 2
Half an hour later, Hitzfeld took off his apron and Xia Yibing, who had changed her clothes and tidied her appearance, sat on the sofa. They watched Teni put down the plate in his hand and commented with emotion: "Thank you."
"It's delicious...far better than my cook's."
"Let me do it." Xia Yibing stood up to clean up the dishes.
As for Teni, from the moment he entered the room until now, except for occasionally looking at her, the director of the Security Bureau, he has been staring at the girl and observing her - it is self-evident who he came for.
Therefore, she should stop staying here and causing trouble. She should try to downplay her presence and allow these two people to start a conversation.
Hitzfeld hesitated and said, "Well...I wonder if His Royal Highness the Prince will come here this morning?"
"You're a detective, aren't you, Hitzfeld?"
"……Yes."
After thinking about it, Hitzfeld decided to say "yes".
Although the detective agency has not yet been reopened, she has decided to revive her old business.
Considering her identity as the Master of Mystery, she may not take on those "smaller" cases in the future. She will have to spend most of her time summarizing and organizing modern mysticism... and those mysterious events involving evil spirits, but she can indeed say with confidence that she is still a detective.
"That's fine." Teni took out a handkerchief and wiped his lips, nodding vigorously while doing the gesture, as if this would make him more determined.
"I'm looking for a detective... yes... and it can't be an ordinary detective, it can't be a regular detective, it can't be any other detective in this system... after thinking it over, I think you're the most suitable."
This really piqued the girl's interest, and she was very curious: now they should just be waiting for the few people she reported to gather in the capital before setting out to sea, but Teni was drunk yesterday and said he would arrange another time to discuss the matter, so why did he come to report the case after he sobered up during the day?
What is he doing?
"How should I put it?"
It can be seen that although he had made up his mind, Turney was ultimately ashamed and embarrassed about having to confide in a young girl. He kept rubbing his right index finger and his eyes kept drifting away.
"I...I still remember what happened last night when I woke up in the morning. I also remember what I said to you, what I emphasized, and the time we made to talk at the end."
"But after I woke up, I realized that was not what I needed at all!" He suddenly raised his voice and stared into the girl's eyes. "She has abandoned me! She doesn't want me anymore! If I were still a person with a backbone... a man! I shouldn't look at her anymore!"
You said this as if Alwin had badly let you down.
Hitzfeld did not agree with his perception, but Teni was a prince after all, with a noble status, and this was someone else's family affair after all, so it was not her business to interfere even if she was unhappy.
So she tried her best to comfort him in a gentle tone, telling him not to be sad and not to mind, and asked him a second time why he came to visit her.
