He didn't answer, but just stared at her, carefully reading the sincerity or hypocrisy in her eyes. It seemed that he did not fully believe that "Yang Xi" had really lost her memory.
Seeing that he ignored her question, she pursed her lips, retracted her gaze from him, and stopped asking for trouble. "There are chairs over there, you can do it yourself."
Leaning over the stone railing, unconsciously playing with the flowers and plants beside the courtyard, Yang Xi tried his best to ignore the people standing next to him, but those two eyes were burning like two raging fires, burning him all over.
Comfortable.
Are people in ancient times so rude? Don't say anything but don't go away. What are you doing here?
His eyes fell on the redness and swelling on the back of her hand. He could clearly see the scene where she rescued Xintong from beginning to end. His compassion and love for Xintong didn't seem to be fake. The tenderness and tenderness in her eyes
Tranquility is something Yang Xi did not have in the past. Can an injury really change a person's mind and soul?
His eyes followed her jade fingers, and Junmei suddenly frowned slightly.
"There are thorns."
As soon as his voice rang out, her delicate jade finger was pricked, and a small drop of blood emerged from her index finger, which made her feel heartbroken.
It turns out that what the book said could be broken with a snap of a finger was not an exaggeration at all. The skin belonging to Yang Xi was really fragile, with almost no resistance at all.
Yang Xi stared at the bleeding index finger. Before she had time to worry, the fairy man had already stepped in front of her, bent over and took her fingertip into his mouth, gently sucking away the blood drops.
A wave of heat spread throughout her body from his warm lips, and her cheeks were burning. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know that there must be blushes all over her face.
Is this considered frivolous?
"You are Murong Yun." This is an affirmative sentence. Here, she is Murong Yun's woman. No one except him dares to treat her like this, unless he doesn't want his head. This man and woman are not close to each other, but they were golden in ancient times.
Good words.
"Remember?" He caught the calmness in her eyes, and the doubts just disappeared for a moment. He returned to silence.
This person is actually Murong Yun.
"Disappointed?" His thick sword eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a hint of dangerous information.
Shaking her head, she withdrew the hand that had been held by him and looked at him calmly.
I can't say I'm disappointed, I can only say I can't believe it. God was not kind to her. Back in ancient times, he even gave her a gentle and handsome husband. If we put aside the danger and wisdom hidden under his deep eyes. It's just that
, does she really want to marry him? Men in ancient times had three wives and four concubines. Is she really willing to marry in this era and share a man with other women? Especially, her man is destined to be surrounded by bees and butterflies all his life.
, until death.
But, what if it’s monogamy? As long as they like it, men or women can still cheat on each other for excitement? It’s just an extra layer of concealment.
"Why do you want to see Feng Ba?"
She was startled and looked up at him. There was no trace of fluctuation in his handsome and calm face.
She thought that the words she said when she was drowsy were just an illusion, but it turned out that someone with a heart actually heard them. Would it be a shame for his woman to miss another man at the critical moment of life and death? But then?
There was no trace of embarrassment or anger on his calm face.
"If I said I was just curious, would you believe it?" Would he believe it? She was indeed curious, even worshiped and infatuated with the general and emperor who had been studied by her for almost a year and recorded in the literature as an extraordinary general and emperor. But, she
What she wants to know even more is whether the last words Huo Yu said to her were true or false, and whether they were her hallucinations.
"letter."
Believe it? She raised her eyebrows, wondering whether it was true or false. If she didn't even believe it, he said, did he believe it?
In any case, this man did not embarrass her.
"Do you like me?" She held her chin and looked at him steadily.
He was startled, his deep eyes flashed with shock, and when he met her innocent gaze, the calmness on his face showed a slight crack.
"You don't like me." Her tone was calm and indifferent, as if she was talking about today's weather.
Murong Yun definitely didn't like Yang Xi, otherwise he wouldn't have seen her again after she woke up. But... "Will you marry me?"
"Yes." He answered completely without thinking, and his previous elegance and gentleness had returned to his words.
"You don't like me, but you still want to marry me. If this happens, won't my second half of life be miserable?" She pursed her lips and blinked, not knowing what she was planning.
"The late emperor's decree is irreversible." This simple sentence seemed to have determined the rest of her life.
Yang Xi curled his lips, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but in order to say what he was about to say, he temporarily ignored his princely airs. "Can I make a request?"
Without waiting for a reply, she automatically concluded this as acquiescence. She cleared her throat, straightened her back, and said seriously: "Well... I thought about it for a long time, and after much deliberation, I feel that I should not occupy the princess.
This name has trapped the prince for his whole life..."
She calmed down and automatically ignored the vague disdain in his eyes, and she spoke again: "I know that a princess is nothing to you, and it cannot stop your ambition to take in another beautiful concubine.
But..." Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, he ignored the obvious expression on his lips and continued: "It is said that I am Princess Anning given by the emperor. With this status, I inevitably have to go to the palace for a walk.
, If I wear a bitter face all day long, it will be a loss to your face, Prince Yu, right?"
"So what?" He finally spoke, but his tone was not very pleasant. He didn't expect that this woman would dare to threaten him.
His eyes were dim, with a trace of evil flashing through him.
Yang Xi laughed along with him, not wanting to irritate him at this critical moment. "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, your lord, the conscience of heaven and earth, I have no disrespect at all towards your lord!" Sigh, this man is very arrogant. "
I'm just... I'm just afraid that after getting married and becoming husband and wife with the prince, I will... fall in love with the prince, but the prince is destined to never belong to me alone. Instead of looking at another woman
I am in pain and despair while cuddling with the prince. It is better to stop this feeling before it arises. In this way... I can at least live well for the rest of my life."
With eyes that lacked innocence and resentment, he tried his best to squeeze out a trace of sadness and pity, and fully displayed the acting skills learned in the entertainment industry in the 21st century. "You are a noble royal family respected by thousands of people, and loved by three thousand people."
In one body, a little woman is insignificant to you, and I...as long as the prince is willing to provide me with a little space and freedom, I...will be grateful to you for the rest of my life.
I will sincerely pray for you every day and wish you good health."