After soaking in the flower petal bath for who knows how long, memories came out of Leng Changxi's mind like a spring and flashed through her eyes one by one. Recalling every bit of time with Zhao Yuan, she finally
He realized clearly that what Zhao Yuan wanted all along was someone who could lie in his arms, rather than someone who could keep pace with him. So, he had never really believed in her, no matter what happened this time
, or more of the little things before.
At the end of the day, love has become useless, and it is hard to tell whether it is a habit or whether we really still love each other. Separation is a continuous and delicate pain, but making do with it is an indescribable discord.
Leng Changxi slowly buried her head in the water, and a beautiful black silk floated on the water, rippling with the waves and wrapped around the pot of bright red petals. It had a thrilling beauty and a hint of despair.
At this moment, she couldn't tell whether she was used to Zhao Yuan or it was love. Her heart ached. Remembering what he had said that King Xi used herself to threaten him to marry Guo Wanrou, she felt even more empty and uncomfortable.
, will he do it? If he is destined to ascend to that high position, does that mean that she is not the only one for him?
At this moment, Leng Changxi felt an unprecedented regret in her heart. She regretted why she had discussed changing her name with Zhou Gong in the history class, so that she now has no memory of it. If she had known this day, she would have known it in the first place.
Eighteen kinds of weapons, familiar with the history books and the art of war, I will not lose my heart easily today for no reason.
"Sure enough, having a relationship with the royal family is troublesome. It's really not as good as..." A sigh escaped from Leng Changxi's mouth, and a figure flashed through her mind. Then she shook her head with a wry smile and whispered to herself: "
how can that be possible……"
After soaking for an unknown amount of time, the temperature of the water gradually cooled down, causing Leng Changxi to shiver.
At this time, there was a light knock on the door. Leng Changxi thought she was a servant and replied without asking: "Come in."
Leng Changxi sat in the wooden barrel with her back to the screen and leaned against the edge of the barrel. Therefore, she only heard the light footsteps coming from behind, but did not see who was coming. She just raised her lotus root arm lightly, her jade skin was white and tender.
There was a hint of pink in the middle: "Rub my shoulders for me."
The person who came didn't respond. He just walked up behind her, carefully stretched out his hand, and pressed her shoulder with gentle force.
The strength of the man's hand was just right, and it was extremely comfortable to press her shoulders, which had been tense for two nights. She couldn't help but let a comfortable moan escape from Leng Changxi's mouth.
Suddenly, the hand couldn't help but paused and trembled slightly for a moment. However, Leng Changxi did not notice it.
"What do you think love should be like?" Leng Changxi asked softly, as if she was asking someone else, but also as if she was asking herself.
The person behind her didn't answer, but kept pressing her shoulders with moderate force. His hands gradually slid down and pressed on her smooth back.
"Love, shouldn't we trust each other? This is the most basic, isn't it?" Leng Changxi whispered to herself.
The hand behind her stopped the massage force and turned it into a gentle caress, cruising on her shoulders.
No matter how slow she was, Leng Changxi felt something was wrong. She sank into the water, then turned around, looking at the person behind her with a shocked and angry face, and scolded: "Brother Yuan!"
"I thought you had fallen asleep, and I wanted to come and see you, but I didn't expect you were still taking a bath." Zhao Yuan looked at Leng Changxi with a hint of indifference and depth in his eyes, and then sighed softly: "Xiaobao
Son, the water is cold, it’s time to get up, don’t get sick.”
"Get out!" At this moment, Leng Changxi became a little annoyed and angry, feeling a little repelled and hesitant about his sudden appearance.
Zhao Yuan sighed helplessly and did not force it. He slowly turned around and walked out of the screen, paused behind the screen, and a low and soothing voice slowly came: "Little Bao'er, it's not that I don't trust you, but that I care too much. I care enough about the slightest disturbance to make me jump out of my skin."
Then, Zhao Yuan walked out of the house and carefully closed the door for her.
But Leng Changxi couldn't come back to her senses for a long time because of his words, and a warm current surged in her heart, as if clamoring to fill her missing heart.
Forget it, whether it is love or dependence on Zhao Yuan, I can never let go!
Slowly getting out of the bathtub, she simply wrapped herself in her inner clothes and fell on the couch. As soon as something seemed to hit her mind, sleepiness came over her automatically. Within a moment, she fell into a deep sleep. She even opened the door to the room. There was a soft sound, and Zhao Yuan reluctantly sat down by the couch and caressed her sweet sleeping face, but she was completely unconscious.
After two days in prison, Leng Changxi had suffered a lot. During this sleep, Leng Changxi slept very deeply. It was not until the sun dropped into the horizon in panic, and the bright red light in the sky was gradually dyed by ink, that Zhao Yuan made the heart to gently caress her. wake.
"Xiao Bao'er, Xiao Bao'er?" Zhao Yuan tapped her face gently.
Leng Changxi couldn't help but frown in her sleep, her entire face showed an impatient look, which made Zhao Yuan feel soft in her heart - how long had it been since he had seen such a coquettish and coquettish look!
I couldn't bear to disturb her sleep anymore, but when I thought about the fact that she hadn't eaten properly in the past two days, I became determined and tapped her face with two points of force: "Little Bao'er, little Bao'er, Wake up, it’s time for dinner!”
"I don't want to eat, don't bother me." Half asleep, Leng Changxi waved her hand and patted away Zhao Yuan's fingers that were resting on her face.
"No, you haven't eaten well in two days. Be good, how about we go to bed after eating?" Zhao Yuan said, half coaxing and half forcing.
Leng Changxi hummed for a while, then opened her sleepy eyes. Those eyes, which were like those cut by autumn water, immediately made Zhao Yuan feel suffocated in her heart.
He uncomfortably looked away from her red lips, stood up first and sat at the table and said, "Get up and eat something first. I'll ask the cook to cook your favorite braised pork ribs for you. You can try it. You Be good, can you go to bed after eating for a while?"
Zhao Yuan's tone was full of endearment, and Leng Changxi, who was roused from her sleep, felt angry in her heart, pursed her lips, and walked slowly to the table.
The delicious food on the table was filled with steaming hot air and a tangy aroma that invaded Leng Changxi's sense of smell, causing her to suddenly wake up from the chaos.
"This is something from Jinyumantang!" The taste was extremely familiar, reminding her of the delicacies at Jinyumantang in Jiazhou.
Zhao Yuan smiled without saying a word and put a dish of braised pork ribs on the plate for her: "Try it and see if it looks like it."
Leng Changxi hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, picked up the spareribs and stuffed them into her mouth. The alluring aroma in her mouth made her nod hurriedly and slurred: "Like, like..."
"Don't be anxious, eat slowly, there's a whole table! They're all specially made for you!" Zhao Yuan reached out lovingly, wiped off the oil stains on the corners of her lips, and then put her hand in her mouth and sucked on it, which was extremely sensational. The sudden action made Leng Changxi blush.