The morning breeze blew by, and there was silence in the small space under the fluttering golden curtains.
Hua Xuanji focused all her attention on that handsome face, waiting for the cool lips to open, wanting to put her ears to them.
However, for a long time, there was no sound. Hua Xuanji shrank down slightly and smiled self-deprecatingly.
I really think too much.
Even if he is not the emperor, he is still a prince with an official position. It is normal to have three wives and four concubines. What's more, what made him refuse was the emperor's marriage gift.
Just when Hua Xuanji was about to close her eyes helplessly, Yehua finally gave the answer, accompanied by the rustling of clothes.
"I will go and ask the emperor for permission to cancel this marriage."
His voice was a bit tired, the red clothes flashed slightly in front of Hua Xuanji's eyes, and the warmth around her suddenly disappeared. Hua Xuanji actually felt a little uneasy. She reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.
"Go now?"
I just did it all night... are you tired?
Yehua leaned forward, with a playful curve at the corner of his mouth, and traced the ambiguous red line in front of her with his fingers, "Then why don't we continue?"
"No." Just thinking about what happened to him last night... Hua Xuanji turned into a ripe shrimp. She grabbed the quilt and buried her face in the quilt, muttering vaguely:
"You'd better leave quickly."
Seeing her shy look at this time, Yehua was no longer in a hurry to leave. He lightly pecked the forehead of the person who had spent the whole night through the thin quilt, brushed her petite face with his fingers, and combed a strand of her hair.
He put it to his nose and smelled it: "Wait until I come back."
Hua Xuanji hid in the quilt, her face turned a little red, but her heart was filled with joy. Her watery eyes hidden in the darkness turned slightly, and she said a thin "Yes" through the quilt.
Yehua seemed a little uneasy, holding the pair of catkins tightly in his warm palms. As if thinking of something, he turned around and walked to the desk to take out an object and put it in Hua Xuanji's hand.
The cold touch made Hua Xuanji shiver. She opened the quilt and found that a silver-white dagger suddenly appeared in her hand. It had no intention of matching the shape given by Bai Yan. It was just a little plainer according to the one, but there was something about it.
An understated luxury.
He looked at the dagger in his hand with some confusion, and then looked up at Ye Hua.
"this……"
"Keep it for self-defense. I have returned Bai Yan's one to its original owner." The man's desire for exclusivity was slowly burned, and Yehua really didn't want the person in front of him to have something that belonged to another man. He had already seen that one.
Zangetsu didn't like it, so he sent someone to make one a few days ago, but he never had time to give it to her.
"Why should you pay him back?" Hua Xuanji asked casually with a bit of casualness. Of course, she didn't think too much. Although the dagger in her hand was cold, her heart was full of warmth. She held it tightly and felt deeply.
I am afraid that it will be suddenly snatched away.
"Do you still want to keep seeing things and missing people?" Yehua's body froze. He went to find out who broke Hua Xuanji the first time and still couldn't find a clue. Thinking of her past with Bai
During the interaction with Yan, his body suddenly stiffened and his face darkened. However, he did not feel the deep jealousy in his words at all.
Hua Xuanji raised her head slightly and looked at Yehua's somewhat stiff face, but she was secretly happy in her heart. Bingshan face was jealous!
He grabbed Hua Xuanji's somewhat thin shoulders with his backhand, and a low voice whispered in Hua Xuanji's ear.
"I say it again, no matter who you marry for the first time, you are my wife. I do not allow you to think about other men. Hua Xuanji, whether you live or die, you are my Yehua."
Hua Xuanji was slightly shocked by the beautiful words, but her radiant eyes gradually dimmed.
first.
He still cares.
But why am I not the same?
Looking at the woman whose face was slowly turning pale, Yehua realized that his words were serious again.
However, the words you have said are like water thrown out, and it is difficult to take them back.
Yehua rubbed his tired head for a while, and his voice slowly softened:
"You rest. I'll go first." The medicine Xiaojiu found did have some effect. He just applied it casually, and the pain immediately disappeared a lot. At least he could keep his steps steady. He held the woman in his arms with his backhand.
In his arms, he gently patted her somewhat stiff back.
"Don't betray me, otherwise..."
Growing up, he had lived in an ever-changing mask for survival. Even if Yehua didn't want to admit it, he had to say that he was really tired.
And the woman in front of him, even though they had only been together for a year, was the first person who made him feel unconditionally at ease.
Therefore, no matter what, he will hold her tightly and never let her slip away from him.
Hua Xuanji also understood his helplessness of being in the deep palace all year round. During this period of getting along with him, she gradually understood his suspicious and fickle character. She interrupted him before he could finish his words. She patted him imitating his example.
's back.
"Don't worry, I'm yours."
Hua Xuanji thought that the remaining sentence should be, I will never let you go. Afraid that she would be sad after hearing this, she deceived herself and interrupted. There was a smile on her lips, but she looked a little helpless.
However, she didn't know that what Yehua wanted to say was, "Otherwise, I will be sad."
There was a moment of silence in the room. Yehua let go of his thin shoulders, exchanged a few greetings and gave a few instructions to the maid standing guard outside the door, then closed the door and walked towards the palace with peace of mind.
However, as soon as he stepped out of his own small courtyard, he came face to face with Qing Ge, who was walking quickly with a basin in his hand.
The somewhat thin body sluggishly sluggished. In fact, Qing Ge regretted it the moment Ye Hua rushed out. After getting Bai Yan's permission, he followed Ji Yan back along the original road to find them, but only saw them.
A pool of blood.
My mood at that time did not have the sense of freedom and ease that the crisis was over. Instead, I felt a great sadness and deep guilt.
He actually designed and killed the young lady who had been with him for nearly ten years when he was in dire straits.
Fortunately, Ji Yan carefully noticed the footsteps of many people and confirmed that they were taken away and not dead. The guilt in her heart was temporarily relieved.
Last night, after hearing Bai Yan say that they had returned intact, he knelt down all night and vowed never to hurt Hua Xuanji again, begging Bai Yan to let her come back.
After spending half a night outside the window, hungry and cold, I just heard Ye Hua say to leave by the window, so I went to get some water and prepared to help Hua Xuanji wash up as usual. But I didn't expect that I would have a head-on confrontation with Ye Hua here.
Somewhat deceiving herself, she thought that Ye Hua couldn't tell because she only had one pair of eyes. She leaned over and saluted Ye Hua, but she didn't hear Ye Hua's words asking her to get up.
There was a dull pain in her right chest as she continued this movement, and a few traces of blood showed through her not-too-thick clothing. This was Bai Yan's punishment for her reckless action.