In fact, when he was with Xia Houran, it had nothing to do with Fengyue. Although Xiahou Yazuo had always been the future emperor's husband, he knew that he was still a master in Xia Houranluo's heart. They were master and apprentice, but they were also like father and daughter.
, like brothers and sisters, like friends, but the only thing missing is husband and wife.
She trusts him and relies on him. No matter how close she is to him, she doesn't feel like a couple. This is what makes Xiahou Yazou the saddest.
But what if he is sad? He can still only smile, a smile that cannot express his heart.
"Master, where do you think Rong De is?" Xia Houran leaned against Xia Hou Yazuo's arms, stretched out her hand like a kitten and played with the silver-white hair she held in her hand. In her memory
It seemed that she also liked to play with Xiahou Yazuo's hair when she was little. He had a light fragrance on his body that made her feel at ease inexplicably.
"Rong Jun is destined to have this disaster, and it is also closely related to our fate. Whether he can escape depends on his luck, so we can't interfere too much, but if I must say... I am sure
Rong Jun will not die easily." Xiahou Yazuo gently patted Xia Houranluo's back while speaking, "I gave him a mystical mirror. That mirror can reflect the spells suitable for his practice. Maybe
He escaped and is practicing somewhere. It only takes a few days for him to come back."
Xia Hou Ranluo nodded, let go of Xia Hou Yazuo's hair, and then stretched out her hand to hug his waist: "I've been feeling very uncomfortable recently. I met Yang Xun on the battlefield.
When we met, he said that he had found Shuzi, so he would never see me again. Then in order to save Longyan, I had to take Yuwen Xunli back, and then Rongde disappeared... Today I saw
Ji Tong and Boyun, the way they looked at me seemed to have changed... I also knew that sending Boyun back would hurt his self-esteem, but I didn't want to see him hurt. As for Ji Tong... In fact, he also
It's very pitiful. It's not that I don't want him to reunite with his mother. It's just that something happened to Rong De now. I can't make an exception for Ji Tong at this time, but he will definitely feel that I don't like him anymore, and he will hate me. "
Having said this, Xia Houran paused for a moment, and then couldn't help but tighten his arms around Xia Hou Yazuo, "Actually, I understand that Ji Tong will definitely feel uncomfortable. If I want to marry to another country, mother.
Something like this happened at home. If I can't meet my relatives, it will definitely be very painful, and my husband doesn't understand me... I may really hate..."
"Ran Luo is indeed very kind."
She belongs to the Queen of the country, so you don’t need to worry about other people’s things. As long as you live happily, that’s enough.”
"Master, are you happy?" Xia Houranluo raised his head slightly, his beautiful apricot eyes full of love.
Xiahou Yazuo's heart trembled. He felt his face was a little hot, but the next moment he smiled even more charmingly. He lowered his head and kissed Xiahou Ranluo's forehead gently: "I heard that you and Yan
I was indeed very unhappy about the news of your consummation. It was the first time... the first time I was jealous as an imperial husband... "Actually, when I fell together with Xia Houran, it had nothing to do with Fengyue and Xiahou Yazou.
Although he has always had the identity of the future emperor's husband, he understands that he is still the master in Xia Hou Ranluo's heart. They are master and apprentice, but they are also like father and daughter, like brother and sister, like friends, but they only lack the aspect of husband and wife.
She trusts him and relies on him. No matter how close she is to him, she doesn't feel like a couple. This is what makes Xiahou Yazou the saddest.
But what if he is sad? He can still only smile, a smile that cannot express his heart.
"Master, where do you think Rong De is?" Xia Houran leaned against Xia Hou Yazuo's arms, stretched out her hand like a kitten and played with the silver-white hair she held in her hand. In her memory
It seemed that she also liked to play with Xiahou Yazuo's hair when she was little. He had a light fragrance on his body that made her feel at ease inexplicably.
"Rong Jun is destined to have this disaster, and it is also closely related to our fate. Whether he can escape depends on his luck, so we can't interfere too much, but if I must say... I am sure
Rong Jun will not die easily." Xiahou Yazuo gently patted Xia Houranluo's back while speaking, "I gave him a mystical mirror. That mirror can reflect the spells suitable for his practice. Maybe
He escaped and is practicing somewhere. It only takes a few days for him to come back."
Xia Hou Ranluo nodded, let go of Xia Hou Yazuo's hair, and then stretched out her hand to hug his waist: "I've been feeling very uncomfortable recently. I met Yang Xun on the battlefield.
When we met, he said that he had found Shuzi, so he would never see me again. Then in order to save Longyan, I had to take Yuwen Xunli back, and then Rongde disappeared... Today I saw
Ji Tong and Boyun, the way they looked at me seemed to have changed... I also knew that sending Boyun back would hurt his self-esteem, but I didn't want to see him hurt. As for Ji Tong... In fact, he also
It's very pitiful. It's not that I don't want him to reunite with his mother. It's just that something happened to Rong De now. I can't make an exception for Ji Tong at this time, but he will definitely feel that I don't like him anymore, and he will hate me. "
Having said this, Xia Houran paused for a moment, and then couldn't help but tighten his arms around Xia Hou Yazuo, "Actually, I understand that Ji Tong will definitely feel uncomfortable. If I want to marry to another country, mother.
Something like this happened at home. If I can't meet my relatives, it will definitely be very painful, and my husband doesn't understand me... I may really hate..."
"Ran Luo is indeed very kind."
She belongs to the Queen of the country, so you don’t need to worry about other people’s things. As long as you live happily, that’s enough.”
"Master, are you happy?" Xia Houranluo raised his head slightly, his beautiful apricot eyes full of love.
Xiahou Yazuo's heart trembled. He felt his face was a little hot, but the next moment he smiled even more charmingly. He lowered his head and kissed Xiahou Ranluo's forehead gently: "I heard that you and Yan
I was indeed very unhappy about the news of your consummation. It was the first time... the first time I was jealous as an imperial husband..."
