"Don't, I'm afraid I'll be dragged out by Prince Xiao and beheaded." Ju Qing joked.
Xia Ziluo glared back at her, and was about to get up when he suddenly heard the voice of a boy outside the door: "Madam, Master Ye of the No. 1 Village in the World is here."
Night falls?
Xia Ziluo looked at Ju Qing, and Ju Qing explained: "I went to No. 1 Village in the World yesterday and told him about moving here."
"Oh." Xia Ziluo nodded and asked the boy to invite people in.
Not long after, with the sound of slightly hurried footsteps, the night slowly appeared in the courtyard.
The moment he entered the courtyard, Ye Muran was eager to look for Xia Ziluo's figure, and then when he saw her in the pavilion, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Today, Xia Ziluo is wearing a goose-yellow and elegant plum blossom dress. Her hair is tied into a small bun with a plain jade hairpin, and her hair falls from her right shoulder to her waist.
The clouds and the moon were so pretty and colorful, just like the fairy in a painting. For a moment, Ye Ran was so fascinated by the sight that her heart began to beat involuntarily.
Xia Ziluo and Ju Qing also saw Ye Muran, and they both smiled at him.
Ju Qing did not expect that Ye Muran looked very anxious yesterday, but today he seemed to be a different person, looking high-spirited.
At night, Ran was wearing a simple white brocade robe. Not only was he clean and tidy, but he also looked as calm as a tree in the wind. Purple crystal hairpins were inserted across his high bun, which complemented his noble aura.
"I was just thinking about finding a time to go see you, but you showed up at my door yourself. How is the business and how much damage have you suffered?" Xia Ziluo asked worriedly as he thought about the warehouse being burned down at night.
"It's been solved. You..." Ye Muran thought of what happened to hurt Xia Ziluo that night, and couldn't help but blame herself, and her heart ached, "Is your injury... okay?"
While talking, Ye Muran looked at her carefully, wanting to see if her injury left any scars.
Because he blamed himself too much and cared too much, his voice was mixed with a hint of trembling and uneasiness, which you couldn't tell unless you listened carefully.
"Well, it's okay, it's not a big wound!" Xia Ziluo thought of the last time he was injured.
She is really stupid. She should have sent someone to tell Ye Muran a long time ago. After all, she was accidentally injured by Ye Muran. She would feel guilty and blame herself for it. Ye Muran might have been worried about this for a while.
Xia Ziluo didn't want Ye Muran to worry about her, so he acted very relaxed: "The medicine in the palace is very effective!"
"You - don't blame me?" Ye Muran clenched his fists again and again, but in the end he couldn't help but asked the question he had always wanted to answer.
"What you're asking is so strange, why should I blame you?" Xia Ziluo blinked in confusion.
"I——" Ye Muran's face suddenly changed, her beautiful eyebrows were deeply tangled, and she hesitated whether to continue speaking.
If he told her, Xia Ziluo would discover his self-blame and worry, and naturally also discover his feelings for her all along.
Does this count as a confession?
Is the current situation suitable for confession?
When Ju Qing was hesitating at nightfall, she couldn't stand it any longer, sighing and rubbing her temples.
"Are you here to see me today, or are you here to torture me? Do you have to force Xia Ziluo to be happy to hear her say she doesn't forgive you?" Ju Qing simply came over and naturally raised her hand to pat the night sky.
