Xiaoxiao looked at him blankly, "Fourth Prince..."
Duan Xiaoqi's solemn eyes were stained with a thin layer of clouds and mist at this moment. Through the clouds and mist, everything became unreal. There was no longer coldness, no more aloofness, only a deep and unbreakable affection.
For just a moment, nothing was left there.
He sneered, stared at her, and spoke slowly, "If it weren't for a military order in exchange, how could the emperor agree to the fourth prince marrying the daughter of a guilty minister?" His words were full of sarcasm.
"Military order?" Xiaoxiao asked quickly in surprise, "What kind of military order was issued?"
"Within one month, the border war will be settled. Otherwise..." He turned around with an unpredictable expression, looked north, and said no more.
Of course Xiaoxiao knew what the establishment of a military order represented, as it was shown in TV dramas. But what she couldn't figure out was that Duan Xiaoqi would actually do this for Lin Moying!
"Why?" She lowered her eyes and couldn't help but ask, "Is it worth it?"
"Haha," he sneered, with indescribable disappointment in his laughter, "it seems you have really forgotten."
Xiaoxiao raised her head in confusion, but was smart enough not to ask any more questions. She was too unfamiliar with Lin Moying's past.
"At the poetry gathering that year, the young and energetic Mr. Xiyue stole the show," Duan Xiaoqi narrated quietly, his memories taking him back to the day when he first met her.
"He has always been arrogant and arrogant, looking down on the world, and will not put anyone in his eyes. However, just when he thought he was sure to win, a little girl appeared. She was only twelve or thirteen years old, but she spoke well... Then
Once, the conceited Mr. Xiyue experienced his first failure in his life. At the same time, he also remembered her name, Lin, Mo, and Ying."
It was these three words that were deeply imprinted in his mind. He was quietly waiting for her to grow up, but in front of her, he was Mr. Xiyue who only talked about poetry and songs. His only tenderness,
Just leave it to her.
Xiaoxiao remained silent. She had already guessed the ending of the story.
She pursed her lips and said, "The man who appeared in my room that night was you, right?"
Duan Xiaoqi laughed at himself, "You really have completely forgotten everything."
Xiaoxiao frowned, thinking to herself that after all, she was not the real Lin Moying, so she couldn't tell who she liked. However, she could tell that the man in front of her liked her, not herself.
In this case, she has no reason to stay here and use Lin Moying's identity to occupy the position of princess that belongs to her. She will not be stupid enough to tell him at this time that she came from the underworld. The Lin family
If she is still in prison and is regarded as a monster, who will save them?
"In two days, I will go to the border." Duan Xiaoqi looked at her, the emotions surging in his eyes made her unable to bear to look at her, "You stay in the mansion as the fourth princess, and the sixth brother does not dare to do anything to you. In
I will rescue the Lin family before I leave, so you don't have to worry."
Xiaoxiao bit her lip, tilted her head and stared at him, "Thank you."
This man with a cold appearance arranged everything well but did not make it difficult for her. Compared to that guy Duan Yichen...
Thinking of him, I felt a throbbing pain in my heart. It was because of his hesitation and distrust at that time!
Duan Xiaoqi took a step closer, lowered his head, and his warm breath slowly approached, "You know, what I want is not your gratitude."