The moon was as cold as water, and the moonlight filtered through the dense branches and leaves and flowed to the ground, turning into light and shadow like broken silver.
Ruan Yuyi gently opened some of the windows and stuck the white rabbit lantern between the window panes. The warm candlelight inside was still burning, as if a living creature was breathing.
She pressed her left hand on the lapel of her clothes to calm herself down.
She slowly entered the wing. The door was ajar. As it opened and closed, the beam of light leaking through the crack in the door widened and disappeared.
On one side of the bed, there was a man lying with his back to her. He seemed to be sleeping soundly. He had lost the coldness and harshness of the day and seemed completely unaware of the extra person in the room.
Ruan Yuyi felt relieved.
Her fingertips touched the buttons of her coat, and she opened it up and down. Then the coat slipped to the ground. She stepped over the clothes at her feet and put her hands on the tie at her waist, but she couldn't do the next step. She was as white as jade.
The fingertips were trembling slightly.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally got on the bed with his clothes on.
Jiang Huaiyang didn't make a sound, only heard slight movement in the quiet room, and then felt that the bed behind him sank slightly, and someone was lying on the other side.
A warm hand wrapped around his waist, and his whole body froze, almost forgetting how to breathe.
The body against his back was warm and soft, like a spark, arousing all the excitement in his body. He wanted to turn around and kiss her passionately like in his dream, making her gasp.
Slightly, a little teary.
But his face was just like ordinary, motionless, pretending to be asleep.
Rather than saying that he has strong self-control, it is better to say that he is like a patient hunter, holding his breath and waiting for the bird to crash into the cage on its own.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Ruan Yuyi boldly rubbed the back of his neck. Her breath was filled with his refreshing fragrance. Now that they were closer than usual, the fragrance became deeper and deeper.
It seemed that beneath the cover of this fragrance, there was another scent that she was not aware of.
In the darkness, no one could see a hint of crimson spreading from the tips of her ears to her snow-white back.
Different from the shy look on her face, there were tears in her eyes. She was actually very scared in her heart. She couldn't say exactly what she was afraid of. She just felt that something was completely different from before.
As she was thinking wildly, she actually pressed against the back of his neck and gradually fell asleep amid her chaotic thoughts.
Jiang Huaiyang heard the shallow breathing behind him, turned around carefully, and did not take away her hand on his waist, just letting her hang on it.
As soon as he turned around, he almost held the person in his arms. Although he couldn't make out the other person's face clearly, he could feel the little lady's soft body and her long hair that had been removed from all the hairpins.
, which he can touch with just a little stretch of his hand.
Her sleeping face was unexpectedly well-behaved, without the charm she had decorated during the day, but as pure as the bright moon tonight.
The warmth that filled Jiang Huaiyang's body suddenly disappeared when he saw her appearance clearly in his eyes.
In his unprovoked dreams, they slept in each other's arms countless times, and it seemed that tonight was no different. He was a little dazed, and unconsciously put his chin on her furry head, hugging her tighter.
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Then he fell asleep peacefully.
The strange thing is that when the person is not around, he always dreams about it every night. When the person is really close at hand, he sleeps much more peacefully than when he lights the soothing incense.
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As a result, he had a dreamless night, and unexpectedly got a rare good sleep since he ascended the throne.
Because we had to go to court early, around Mao o'clock, before daybreak, Wen Zhi knocked on the door.
The door creaked open, welcoming the cool air from outside. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Huaiyang woke up first, "Keep your voice down and go outside." He lowered his voice, with a hint of tiredness at the end, but look
The spirit is good but good.
At least I didn't get angry this morning.
Wen Zhi felt a little relieved, but this relief was not enough to spread in his heart. His eyes suddenly fell on the inside of the bed. The rooms in the temple were all single rooms without curtains, so he could see the scene inside at a glance.
I saw that the quilt was slightly raised on the inside of the bed against the wall. Maybe he felt the cold, and he stretched out a tender white hand to pull the corner of the quilt, and he looked like he was hiding something.
He was startled, lowered his eyes, and hurriedly retreated.
In fact, he had a rough idea of who was sleeping with Jiang Huaiyang inside. After all, there was only one girl that the master was willing to get close to, but if the master didn't let anyone know, he would be the right one.
Blind eyes cannot see.
Wen Zhi knew that his master did not want her to be woken up, so he gently closed the door.
At this moment, Ruan Yuyi was in a daze and had not yet woken up. Her little face was buried in the soft quilt, only half of it was exposed. She grabbed a corner of the quilt with her hands and hugged her, looking a little uneasy.
Jiang Huaiyang stared at her for a moment, then subconsciously touched her eyebrows with his hand, trying to smooth her slightly frowned eyebrows. As if she felt something, she relaxed her brows obediently.
He changed his clothes and walked out of the room.
Looking sideways, I saw a white rabbit lantern stuck between the windows. The candle inside had burned out, and the white of the rice paper looked a little gray in the darkness.
This rabbit is so plump and plump, I'm afraid ordinary people can't make such a fat rabbit lantern.
His heart softened and he laughed secretly, and the coldness on his face that was used to being fixed on his face also faded a bit.
A person like Wen Zhi is a good observer of words. When he saw his master's eyes falling on the lantern, he asked tentatively, "I'm afraid this lantern was sent by Miss Ruan. Do you want to take it back to the palace and keep it?"
"These two days are the lantern festival of Shenghe Temple. Miss Ruan must have wanted to participate, so she made this lantern with her own hands."
Jiang Huaiyang withdrew his eyes and said softly, "Keep it."
By the time Ruan Yuyi woke up, Jiang Huaiyang had been gone for more than an hour.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, half raised her body, and looked around. She saw that the layout was a bit unfamiliar, and then she suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. She subconsciously touched the bed next to her, and she was already feeling cold.
I lowered my head and checked again. Apart from sleeping a little messily, I was still dressed neatly.
She lowered her eyes, her heart was in a mess, and she couldn't explain how she felt.
Maybe he was a little lucky, after all, when he found that there were more people around him, he didn't kick him out directly. He really looked like a master who could do this.
Just as she was dazed, Mu Xiang opened the door and came in, bringing in a basin of hot water to cool down, and said softly, "Miss, you're awake." As she said that, she placed the basin of water on the high table.
, the clear water inside sloshed for a few times before slowly becoming still.
When Mu Xiang was alone there, even though no one came to see her, she was tossing and turning on the bed, but she couldn't rest assured, so she simply brought the ointment and soap locust that the lady was used to, and spent more than half a month
He came over before the hour and stood guard in the courtyard.
Seeing that Ruan Yuyi was the only one in the room, she felt a little strange, "Isn't His Highness the Prince staying with you?"
Ruan Yuyi walked over slowly and took the wet and twisted handkerchief from Mu Xiang's hand, "Maybe I just went to pay my respects to the concubine."
The sky was bright, and the faint light filtered into the wing with a coolness. She had not applied makeup, but she had the aura of a noble lady.