"Brother An, what are you talking about? I don't feel uncomfortable or in pain?"
Only then did An Jin feel that something was wrong with Yin Xi. He put his hand on her head and touched her. Fortunately, she didn't have a fever.
"Yun Xi, do you still remember?" He didn't know how to tell her, but Yong Xi still looked half-informed, and her eyes looked outside from time to time, obviously wanting to play in the snow.
"Yun Xi, do you still remember what happened in the Imperial Study Room?" An Jin asked her tentatively, observing her expression carefully.
"What's going on in the imperial study?" Yun Xi became more and more confused, "I haven't been to the emperor's brother recently. Did he lose something?" She raised her hands, "I swear, I didn't take it.
I really didn’t take it.”
She looked serious, she didn't do anything bad this time, she was very good.
There was no lie in her expression, and An Jin's hand on her shoulder shook slightly. She couldn't help but smile bitterly, and she forgot about that incident.
If she forgets, that's fine. There's no need to explain anything anymore. Just let her live in a world without deception. He has already decided what to do anyway.
Maybe this was God's will. He let out a long breath gently towards the sky. The snow outside chilled the air and also chilled his heart.
The people in the palace kept silent about Yun Xi's illness. Even Li Mochen and An Jin did not mention it. They just pretended that it had never happened. The marriage between Princess Yun Xi and General An had already spread widely.
The whole streets and alleys, even Su Jingyi from the other courtyard knew about it.
"Miss, how can you still keep drinking? The general is about to marry the princess. What will the lady do in the future?" Xiaoman kept walking anxiously. Now everyone on the street is talking about this marriage, Miss. General.
Didn't I say I wanted to marry you? Why now I want to marry a princess instead.
Su Jingyi just put down the teacup lightly, and then stood up, "I'm tired," she said, and walked into her room without waiting for Xiaoman's reaction. Don't think that her heart was as calm as she looked.
Only she herself knew that at this moment her heart was already in turbulent waves and she could no longer calm down.
She sat down, but quickly stood up again. She was so restless that she didn't even look like her before.
The flowers in the garden were all withered, and winter snow was still falling in the sky. This was the first heavy snow in the capital. The branches were covered with snowflakes. There was a sound of footsteps, and then the snow on the branches shook, and it was gone.
It fell from above, leaving two rows of deep and shallow footprints in the snow.
"General, you're polite," the familiar but unfamiliar title, and the figure that refused to be heard thousands of miles away, made An Jing's heart hurt again, and he didn't have time to brush off the snowflakes on his shoulders.
The memories began to melt along with his breathing. After a while, they turned into water and cooled into his heart.
"Jingyi, I'm sorry," he said with difficulty. He didn't know whether this apology hurt himself or someone else.
"General, there is no need to say I'm sorry. It's just a chance meeting between us. Besides, the general is Jingyi's savior. There's really no need to say I'm sorry." Su Jingyi gently raised her red lips, there was always something amiss.
With a touch of irony, she turned around, not even wanting to face the man in front of her.
"Jingyi," An Jin suddenly took a step forward, hugged her tightly from behind, and then buried his head on her shoulder.