Chang Yin was anxious: "I didn't lie to you, really..."
Qin Nian no longer wanted to hear it anymore, he cupped his fists at her and said, "You still have to patrol, Princess, please do what you want."
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In the waterside pavilion, Xuanyuan Si was playing with the incense burner in front of him. He didn't like to light incense, but he had drank too much medicine recently. He didn't know if others could smell it. Anyway, he felt it was quite strong, so he lit some incense.
So that I can get rid of the smell of my illness.
A puff of green smoke slowly rose from the purple-topped hexagonal incense burner. Xuanyuan Si fiddled with the incense burner for a moment, then turned slightly to look at a corner of the waterside pavilion.
"Now that you're here, why hide?" His voice was as deep as before, and he didn't have the strength to control his voice as smoothly as usual. He was not used to such a gentle tone.
Already.
Yan Buhuan, who was hiding behind the sand curtain, was shocked.
She couldn't believe that the person who spoke just now was Xuanyuan Si.
I used to hate him, partly because of the way he spoke. He could speak well, but he had to beat around the bush, and he had the uncanny air of a kid from a rich family.
But now...
The tone was as calm as water, and there was an indescribable coldness and arrogance in the warmth, which was completely different from how he usually felt.
"How long are you going to hide behind the sand curtain?" Xuanyuan Si sighed as he lay half-lying on the soft bamboo mat.
Yan Buhuan gently lifted the gauze and walked out slowly. The moment he saw Xuanyuan Si, he felt unspeakably complicated in his heart.
How many days has it been?
The first time we met was at their wedding.
Xuanyuan Si was so unruly that he forced her under the bed and even threatened to strangle her to death if she told others.
At that time, I was ignorant and did not dare to call anyone.
Now that all the lost memories have been restored, she hates Xuanyuan Si.
It is precisely because of this that she treats him with that attitude.
But now, Xuanyuan Si seems to be a different person.
He wore a pure white gown, without a crown on his head, but tied with an ordinary black hairband, with green hair flowing down his shoulders.
His face was sharp and angular, showing a hint of frailty, but his eyes were bright and bright.
The usual unruly expression no longer exists, and his gestures are no longer exaggerated, but have a leisurely and dignified look.
Facing Xuanyuan Si like this, Yan Buhuan suddenly became at a loss.
I don't know how to start the conversation.
Xuanyuan Si was not surprised to see her, as if he expected her to come, he pointed to the futon next to him: "Sit down."
Just the action of raising his hand made Yan Buhuan feel very uncomfortable. This seemingly ordinary action seemed to be very laborious for him to do.
Yan Buhuan sat down quickly: "Do you feel...feeling okay?"
On a midsummer night, the heat had not completely dissipated, but there was a cool breeze blowing on the lake. The wind puffed up Xuanyuan Si's sleeves. Through the thin layer of clothes, Yan Buhuan saw the outline of the bandage.
My heart tightened again.
"I don't feel very good." Xuanyuan Si said softly, but then he laughed: "But I think I will get used to it in the future."
Get used to taking three breaths after saying a word, get used to doing everything slowly...
In short, these are all parts that are inconsistent with his character.
Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Si said proudly: "Look, this is the spice I prepared myself. Does it smell good?"
Yan Buhuan suddenly didn't know how to answer.
ps: I’ll give you five chapters to read first, and the remaining five chapters will be uploaded at nine o’clock.
