From time to time, fallen leaves fluttered down in the air, as if dancing with her. She recalled the tune in her mind, changed her steps, and looked at the distance between herself and the small pond.
Jiang Huaiyang closed the book and stared at the young lady in front of him. Suddenly he felt that his mouth was extremely dry, so he asked Wen Zhi to pour a cup of tea.
The moment he drank the tea and looked away slightly, he heard the sound of water falling in front of him, and a half-exclamation.
His heart skipped a beat and he looked over suddenly. He saw the little lady who was dancing just now, but now she was struggling in the water.
Although she had planned it, she was really not good at drinking water. The cold water entered her mouth and her nose was full of stinging pain, and all she could see was a blinding white.
She felt like she was melting into the pool of water.
Her feet couldn't reach the bottom of the pool, and there was nothing at hand for her to grab, so she could only try in vain. But somehow, she was sure that the prince would not ignore him.
Mu Xiang pretended to be frightened and froze in place, but the hand hidden in her sleeve pinched her palm tightly.
The lady told me before I came here.
She wanted to save, but she didn't dare. This would make the lady's efforts in vain.
With just a snap of her fingers, Ruan Yuyi had already choked on a lot of water, and the biting cold seemed to penetrate into the seams of her bones. She began to have difficulty breathing.
In her blur of consciousness, she vaguely felt someone jumping into the pool. A pair of strong hands held her waist and led her to the shore.
Jiang Huaiyang hugged the soft body in his arms, but felt that the skin she touched was cold. Looking at the young lady's face, her face was bloodless and her eyes were tightly closed. Although she was wearing a snow-green dress, she did not show any signs of life.
He was so patient. He sneered coldly in his heart. Could it be that he was not even afraid of falling into the water just to get close to him this time?
She had never thought about what she would do if he didn't come to save her and didn't allow others to save her.
Torturing himself like this seemed like he had saved her too early, and he should have asked her to stay in the pool for a while longer.
With a cold expression on his face, he picked her up and carried her to a nearby room. After the little lady in his arms coughed a few mouthfuls of water, she seemed to be extremely cold, her body was trembling pitifully, and she subconsciously moved closer to a warm place.
She sighed, "It's so cold."
Jiang Huaiyang was so moved by her that he froze up and threatened in a deep voice, "If you still dare to move, be careful and I will throw you back again."
Ruan Yuyi crawled into his arms again without fear of death, and then stopped.
After seeing his master enter the water, Wen Zhi went to get some clean clothes.
The master's clothes were well prepared here, but this was a Buddhist temple, and the people inside were all monks. There really was nowhere to find suitable clothes for Miss Ruan. In the end, he could only take the master's thicker cloak for the time being.
Come.
Mu Xiang disappeared after seeing the prince carrying Ruan Yuyi into the side room.
In the wing room, Ruan Yuyi took the big cloak, but she didn't know what to do. She was soaked all over, and her dress was still dripping water, and the ground under her feet was a little deeper. But she couldn't wear the clothes she was wearing, but
There is no other clothing to replace.
It's not easy to just wear this cloak outside.
Jiang Huaiyang looked away and felt that the breath he exhaled was warm.
This little lady didn't know if it was intentional. She was now wearing wet clothes, which fell on her body and outlined the curves of her body. She also took off the hairpin rings she was wearing, and scattered them like a waterfall of blue silk. She was clearly given clothes.
But he still hesitated.
"Go and put on your clothes." As soon as he spoke, he was surprised to realize that his voice was slightly hoarse. So he picked up the tea again and drank half a cup of tea before feeling that his throat was moistened.
How to change?
She thought about it for a long time, but she didn't understand what he meant. A ridiculous idea suddenly flashed through her mind, and she tightened her grip on the cloak.
She took her clothes to the next room, and when she came back, she held the wet clothes she had changed in her hands. During the time she left, Jiang Huaiyang also changed into dry clothes. His face was as usual and he was well-dressed, but he was different from when he came.
Not much difference.
It was as if both of them were soaked in water at the same time, but she was the only one who was embarrassed.
Seeing this situation, Wen Zhi consciously and quietly retreated.
Noticing the person coming, Jiang Huaiyang raised his eyes and looked up.
Her figure was much smaller than him, and she couldn't hold it up when wearing his clothes, making her look empty. When he caught a glimpse of the fair skin at her neckline, he suddenly realized that if all her wet clothes had been changed,
Come down, then——
He pulled the person over, pressed him on the bed, and covered him with a layer of quilt.
"Stay still." He ordered in a cold voice.
Everything she touched was the silky touch of his cloak, and the blush spread from the tips of her ears to her shoulders and neck. After hearing what he said, she just obediently pulled the quilt over and hummed softly.
At this time, Mu Xiang came in carrying a tray with his head lowered. There were two cups on the tray, but he didn't know what was on it.
Ruan Yuyi stared at the two porcelain cups, and her face felt hot. She stretched out her hand, took the cup that Mu Xiang handed over, lowered her eyebrows, and blew into it, and white smoke drifted along the wall of the cup.
Come up.
She took a sip and frowned.
It was filled with hot wine, which tasted spicy in the mouth. The woody aroma was real, wouldn't it work with hot tea? She secretly cursed, but drank some more just to show off.
Mu Xiang handed the remaining wine to Jiang Huaiyang and said, "Your Highness, this wine has been warmed. You can drink some to warm yourself up."
Jiang Huaiyang didn't say anything and nodded.
Mu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, retreated, and closed the door.
The servants were coming and going, but they didn't notice anything. Now that there were only two of them left, the air in the room seemed to suddenly become hot. Ruan Yuyi tugged at her collar uneasily.
Jiang Huaiyang lowered his eyes to look at the contents of the glass, tasted a little, and found that it was indeed wine. No wonder the young lady looked so difficult when she drank it just now.
In that dream, she had never been able to drink too much. She could get drunk even with a few sips of fruit wine, let alone the strong wine at the moment. He glanced at the cup in her hand, but found that not much had been touched.
.
His fingertips moved slightly, causing the wine in the glass to slosh. The wine seemed to be swaying out of the glass wall, but he controlled the force so that no drop of wine was spilled.
"What's in it?" He looked into her eyes with a sneer on his lips.
His eyes were as if he could see right through her. Ruan Yuyi's heart skipped a beat, she was startled and smiled, "Didn't Mu Xiang say it's just warm wine? Your Highness should drink some."
OK, let’s go and get rid of the cold.”
Her voice was clear and clear, like spring water flowing around hard rocks, gentle and just right with charm.
If she were an ordinary person, there would be no reason not to drink after being advised like this. Even if there was even a drop left, she would be afraid that this little lady would be sad.