Xiaoxiao sat on the bed, touching her lips, and the image in her mind couldn't go away.
Last night, was it a dream?
Or did that bastard really kiss her?!
Damn! Her first kiss was just gone?!
Xiaoxiao jumped up, put on her shoes, opened the door and ran out, saying that she would seek justice from that damn Duan Yichen! Who did he think he was? If he wanted to frame him, he would frame him, and if he wanted to kiss, he would kiss him.
Grandma doesn't serve him!
As soon as I walked out, I happened to see Yan Si walking into the garden in a hurry.
"Your Majesty,"
Duan Xiaoqi was watering the flowers in the garden, "What's going on?"
"The Sixth Prince led his troops to the border last night."
Duan Xiaoqi's movements on his hands stagnated, and he slowly straightened up, his face not showing much fluctuation, "How many soldiers and horses were taken away?"
"Thirty thousand, my subordinate just received a report from the border. He raided the Yangguo garrison overnight and defeated the enemy."
Duan Xiaoqi pursed his lips, glanced behind Yan San lightly, then slowly put down the ladle of water, and said coldly, "Send the order, I will get married in three days."
Yan San was startled, then responded, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Xiaoxiao, who was hiding behind the flowers, covered her mouth in surprise. Feeling the gaze from Duan Xiaoqi, she quickly lowered her body, squatted on the ground, and quietly moved back using her hands and feet.
Suddenly, her butt seemed to hit something. When she turned around, she faced a pair of eyes that were as light as still water and lifeless. It was as if there was a pool of stagnant water or a dry spring. No matter what it was, it could not stir up a single ripple.
.
He is very tall. According to Xiaoxiao's visual inspection, he is at least 185. He is wearing a shabby navy blue robe with no belt around his waist, making him look a bit weak. At his feet are a pair of dusty black boots, as if he had just come from far away.
Rush back to the place.
When she went up and saw his face clearly, Xiaoxiao couldn't help but take a breath. Was there a lot of handsome guys in ancient times? Or she was lucky, and all the ones she met were the best!
He is extremely handsome, different from Duan Yichen's enchantment, and different from Duan Xiaoqi's coldness. It is a kind of unearthly beauty, so beautiful that it is not like ordinary people. It is obviously close at hand, but yet out of reach.
His pale cheeks looked like he had suffered a serious illness, but his lips were so red that they were bleeding. He was standing in front of Xiaoxiao alive, but the strange thing was that she couldn't feel the breath of a living person.
He lowered his head slightly and stared at Xiaoxiao. Even so, there was no trace of interest or curiosity in his eyes. It was as if her existence had no influence and was meaningless.
"Uh..." Xiaoxiao stood up awkwardly, patted the mud on her skirt, laughed twice, and asked tentatively, "Haha, are you... a guard here?"
Without saying a word, the man averted his eyes, took long steps, and passed her directly.
Xiaoxiao made a face at his back, picked up her skirt and ran to the room. What a tragedy, Duan Xiaoqi was serious now, what should she do? She didn't want to get married like this!
And that Duan Yichen, he said some inexplicable words last night, why did he suddenly run to the border?
No! She must plan ahead!
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Duan Xiaoqi turned around and said, "You are back, seventh brother."
"Fourth brother."
The man's voice was very soft, and his long hair was blown up by the wind, blocking his dusty face, making it unreal...