In Mo Jinran's eyes, Yan Ye is now even colder. Every time the two of them meet, they pass by each other without any extra words. This way of getting along makes her breathless, and she finally can't help but want to
Have a good talk with him.
The weather was very bad that day, just like Mo Jinran's mood, it was raining lightly. The army's camp was stationed by a small stream, and Yan Ye had already given an order as to when the rain would stop and when to leave.
Mo Jinran's tent was not very far from Yanye's tent, but because of hesitation, she slowly moved closer to it. The rain was not heavy, but it also soaked her coat. She lingered outside Yanye's tent for a long time, and her clothes were wet.
I can't muster the courage to go in.
She sighed, her brows tangled.
"Come in!" Yan Ye's cold voice came from the tent, and Mo Jinran was startled and walked in. "You, you know I'm outside?"
"Yeah!" Yanye was still calm, sitting in front of the table and reading the letter without looking up.
"I want to talk to you." Mo Jinran took two deep breaths, walked to Yan Ye's table, and said seriously.
"What are you talking about?" Yan Ye put down the letter in his hand, stood up, and walked behind the screen. He took out a dry face towel and threw it to Mo Jinran. He also held a piece of dry clothes in his hand. "Wipe your hair first.
Change your clothes!"
"Oh! Thank you!" Mo Jinran then realized that her coat was soaked. She wiped her hair with a towel and took off her wet coat. There was a middle coat underneath, so she didn't shy away from changing.
Wear Yanye's spacious robe, that's all.
Yanye glanced at the face towel she threw aside, picked it up, walked to her and wiped her wet hair. While wiping her, he said: "Long hair must be dried, otherwise it will be easy to sway."
Headache."
Mo Jinran didn't say anything, he was stunned. In front of him was Yan Ye's enlarged face. Although it was an ordinary face, his eyes were like endless whirlpools. Once you looked into them, you could never take them back. Such a gentle Yan Ye
It was a rare sight, but it was still facing her, making her wonder if she was dreaming. It wasn't until Yanye wiped her long hair and got a comb to comb her hair that she came to her senses and pinched herself.
"Wow! It hurts!"
Yanye was shocked, "What are you doing?"
"I wonder if I'm dreaming that you are wiping my hair so gently."
Yanye shook his head, there was nothing he could do about Mo Jinran. His clean and slender fingers had quickly pulled Mo Jinran's hair into a simple bun, and fixed it with the hairpin he had just pulled out from her head. It was soft and black.
The hair made Yan Ye feel soft in his heart, and his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, but Mo Jinran had his back turned to him and didn't notice anything.
"By the way, tell me, why are we like this?" Mo Jinran asked in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, but Yanye heard it.
"Don't you like this?" Yan Ye turned around, walked up to Mo Jinran, looked at the bun he had tied for her, and nodded with satisfaction.
Mo Jinran looked up at him. He had lost his gentle expression and returned to a cold expression. "Do you think I will like it?"
"Yes, as you said, we are settled. Isn't that what it is?"
"You..." Mo Jinran wanted to say, she didn't like the way they were getting along now, but she didn't know how to say it. "Do you hate me?"
"No!" Yan Ye said seriously, making Mo Jinran lose his mind for another moment.
"Then why do you always turn a blind eye to me?" There was a hint of grievance and complaint in Mo Jinran's voice.
It was the first time that Yanye saw Mo Jinran like this. She used to look strong. Even when she was hugged back by Master Ba that day, her expression was very stubborn. Yanye couldn't bear to see her like this, and it made her very sad.
Feeling distressed. He unconsciously raised his hand to touch her fair cheek, unable to help himself.
Mo Jinran raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes met, and nothing was said. At this moment, Mo Jinran saw the emotion in his eyes, and he also saw hers clearly. One moment, he was ecstatic, and the next moment, he was extremely annoyed.
He quickly opened his eyes, not daring to look at Mo Jinran again.
Mo Jinran was anxious, "What's wrong?"
"No, my prince is tired. If you have nothing to do, you can go back first!"
Mo Jinran didn't expect that just after she understood him, he drove her away. She was not a weak woman. She thought Yan Ye didn't like her before, so she kept avoiding her. Now that she saw his love for her, she
You will be brave enough to say: "You like me, right?"
Yanye tensed up and turned his back to Mo Jinran without speaking.
Mo Jinran smiled: "I knew you liked me, it turns out you also like me." This sentence also admitted her love for Yan Ye, and she suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, no matter what the result was.
Yes, at least things became clear between them.
Mo Jinran kept staring at her back, waiting for him to turn around, but one minute passed, two minutes passed, and Yan Ye stood there motionless. The ecstasy in her heart just now dissipated little by little, leaving only
Yes, it's just confusion and uneasiness. "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
Yanye clenched his fists and turned around. "General Mo, don't be naive, you are the general of the Canfeng Dynasty. I am the prince of the Yanchen Kingdom. From now on, I will only meet each other in war. What do you like about talking about it?"
Ridiculous, isn't it?"
Mo Jinran's heart sank suddenly. Yan Ye was right, there would never be anything between them. "Yes! It's really ridiculous..." However, she was unwilling to give in. "If, I say,
I can give up everything for you, and you and I will quit this battle... We..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Ye burst out laughing. "Quit? How to quit? Do you think this prince will elope with you?"
"I didn't mean that. I just wanted us not to participate in this war."
"Impossible!" Yan Ye said resolutely, feeling sour in his heart. If possible, he really hoped that he could ignore everything and take her to the ends of the earth. But he had responsibilities, and he carried too much. They escaped.
Don't fall off.
"Do you like war that much? Do you also want to unify the world and become the overlord of the world?" Mo Jinran looked at Yan Ye in disbelief. If not, why did he have to go to the battlefield?
Yanye didn't answer, which was regarded as acquiescing to what Mo Jinran said.
Mo Jinran stepped back step by step, his heart cooling down a little bit. "So that's it, that's it. I should have thought a long time ago that you men are all ambitious, especially those who were born into your imperial family."
After saying that, he turned around, pulled off Yanye's loose robe from his body, picked up his own damp dress, put it on, and ran out of the camp.
The rain outside didn't know when it started to get heavier, and she barely opened her eyes. Mo Jinran didn't go back to her tent, but just ran forward aimlessly. She ran to the small river, and then ran along the river.
.She didn’t cry, but she felt very sad. In this ancient time, after all, feelings cannot compare with men’s great ambitions!