Yang Xi had been lying there sobbing. Ning Shu, who was behind her, looked at her and wanted to come forward to comfort her, but found that Feng Ba's tall figure had appeared at the door of the bedroom.
Ning Shu was startled and quietly retreated at Feng Ba's signal. Feng Ba walked to the bedside, picked up the woman who was crying like a child, and headed to Jingyang Palace.
Yang Xi didn't speak or was surprised by his appearance. He would always appear when she needed him, letting her rely on his warm and spacious chest. She buried her face in his arms and waited silently for her tears to dry up.
Returning to the Jingyang Palace, Feng Ba directly carried her into the hot spring bath and entered the pool with her fully clothed, letting her lean against the edge of the pool and taking off her clothes.[
Yang Xi's little hand fell on the back of his hand and she refused.
Since the soul returned to this body, they have never had sex. At first, it was because of her injury. Later, he seemed to have discovered that she had an inexplicable resistance to him. Maybe it was not just him who was resisting. She was resisting everyone.
"I'm sorry." She turned her face away, not daring to look at him.
She was sad and sad about Murong Yun. How could she be intimate with him at this moment? Moreover, this body was still very strange to her. She couldn't accept him in body or mind at this moment.
"You are thinking too much." His face was soft and he pulled her hand down, still carefully removing her coat, top and tight-fitting bra and panties. Her snow-white body was soaked in the water, looming. His body was tight, but his face was still as calm as water. Wind and waves
His fingertips traced the scarred wound on her chest and gently stroked it, feeling her fear and despair at that time. The sword was more painful than the sword stabbing him.
She turned slightly to try to avoid his gaze with her shy body, but he suddenly moved close to her and pressed one of his thighs against her lower body to prevent her from escaping.
"Postscript" His expression was solemn and calm, but she clearly felt the source of his heat pressing hard against her lower abdomen. She didn't want to, she really didn't want to.
"Don't move, I'm restraining myself." Feng Ba picked up the towel prepared by the ladies and wiped her body inch by inch carefully and carefully.
She obeyed and stopped moving. At his signal, she turned over and lay on the edge of the bathtub with her back to her. His warm palms touched the delicate skin on her back, and his hot eyes suddenly fell on a certain spot on her shoulders. Too shocked and disbelieving
She couldn't see his expression, but she could feel that he was staring at something in a daze. She wondered: "Why?"
Suddenly, he strode out of the bathtub, dragging his tall body with wetness all the way to the bedroom tent, leaving a long and messy trail of water on the ground. After a while, he stepped back, holding a bronze mirror in his hand and she opened it. With doubtful eyes "Postscript"
He didn't say anything, just buried himself in the bathtub again and stood behind her. He held the bronze mirror not far from her shoulders and motioned her to look sideways.
Yang Xi turned her head and looked at the bronze mirror. She was also shocked when she saw it. The bright red on her fair and pink shoulders was dazzling.
My thoughts drift so far away that I can hardly catch them -
"Why can a woman only have one husband in her life while a man can have many, many wives?" A little girl about eleven or twelve years old, wearing snow-colored clothes, was sitting on a boulder, holding her chin with her small hands and looking at someone older than her. Six or seven-year-old boy practicing martial arts in the wind
The young man is dressed in green and is flying in the wind. His swordsmanship is as sharp as a dragon, and he is so handsome and graceful.
"Some men only have one wife in their life." He was distracted and replied with a calm tone, which did not affect the progress of his martial arts training at all.
"But why don't men use gonggong sand?" The girl was very confused [
"If you like it, I can order it for you," the young man replied casually. The shadow of the sword remained the same.
...If you like, I can order it for you...
But his gonggongsha had already disappeared. Before she had time to take another look, he had already cut and damaged his skin and flesh. He didn't want her to be hurt again after seeing it. But this time she actually saw the gonggongsha that had been burned on her back then. Because she said she didn't like to look at it, the old lady in the palace tapped a spot slightly behind her shoulder for her.
"When I grow up, I want to be your wife." As a little girl, she held his hand and shamelessly opened up his clothes, looked at the bright red under his shoulder blades, and smiled so sweetly: "Then let us "How about the ghougongsha disappears together?"
He smiled and took her into his arms, "Okay"
At that time, she smiled sincerely and sincerely. At that time, he was gentle and protective of her, doting on her. Now, his love is as before, his protection and compassion have only increased, but she is no longer the innocent and pure little girl she was back then. Girl
"I'm sorry." She turned around and hugged his neck very tightly.
His love has never changed and his protection has remained the same for thousands of years. She is just willful and she has desecrated this love and cannot give him a complete self. "I'm sorry..."
He stroked the back of her head with his big hand and stroked her gently, "If you really understood me, how could you say sorry to me?"
Yang Xi opened her big eyes and was slightly surprised. He said that she didn't understand him, but she always thought that she was the one who understood him best. "Ba..."
"Do you know that no matter who you like or love, no matter who you are willing to be with, as long as you are happy, I will be happy too." His warm lips pressed a light kiss on her forehead, but he hid his doting and love. If she understood his love, would she still say sorry to him?
How could she forget that he was a god who looked down upon the world? If he hadn't been willing to do so, how could the man beside her have lived safely until now? But she had never thought about why, or maybe she had, but she could never figure out why he doted on her so much. It has gone beyond the scope of all love
The love that has been entangled for thousands of years goes deep into the bones and blood. He loves what she loves and hates what she hates. As long as she is happy, he will be happy too...
He obviously had the monopoly but was willing to give it up just to let her live an easy and happy life. Only he knew how much courage it took to have such happiness and how much grievance he had to bear. He never said anything about it and she never cared about it.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She apologized not because she didn't understand him, but because she understood too much. "I'm sorry..."
He held her tightly in his arms
It's superfluous to say anything at this moment. As long as she is still in his arms, his life will be complete and happy. Apart from that, he doesn't want anything else.
"I'm sorry I kept hiding it from you." He suddenly held her face and said softly, "He is still alive."