"If you can't calculate something, is it still reasonable?" Huo Qilin asked.
Pei Si looked aggrieved, but he was more suspicious.
Yan Xitong has changed out of his mourning clothes and is wearing a sapphire blue royal robe. He is both handsome and chic: "Is the fourth brother really resurrected?"
Pei Si said: "It's logically impossible. His soul was split apart by the thunder. How can he survive?"
Three souls and seven souls, none of them would be enough, but now that Yan Xiaoqing is lying here alive, this can only be said to be a miracle.
Yan Xitong immediately ordered people to remove all the white sails and mourning clothes.
This big mistake made us all completely devastated.
After dinner in the evening, I stayed to guard Yan Xiaoqing. He was originally Yan Xitong, but now he is not only the prince. Before Yan Xiaoqing woke up, Yan Xitong had the same role as Xia Huanzhi, and was responsible for temporarily managing the government.
The trivial matters left over from the past were waiting for him to deal with. Yan Xitong was worried and asked me to look at Yan Xiaoqing for the time being.
Originally I was curious, doesn't Yan Xiaoqing already have a wife? When will it be my turn.
Yan Xitong told me that it had been exposed that Prime Minister Zuo was a spy of the Xia Kingdom. Yan Xiaoqing had Prime Minister Zuo killed and the concubine he had married was also killed. Now he is alone.
It is unbelievable that Yan Xiaoqing only has one concubine.
Night, quiet.
I was flipping through a book I took from Yan Xiaoqing's study, and when I felt someone moving on the bed, I put the book down in a hurry: "Are you awake?"
Yan Xiaoqing slowly opened her eyes and looked at me: "Grapes?"
His voice was dry and his lips were chapped. It looked like he was short of water. I quickly went to the table to pour a glass of water and fed it to him with my own hands.
Yan Xiaoqing leaned on my shoulder like a child and drank water obediently.
His thick eyelashes were half-covered, and the light cast a shadow from above, casting a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes.
Has Yan Xiaoqing ever shown such an expression?
Simple and innocent, one can't help but wonder if this guy didn't fake the whole thing when he faked the corpse.
After drinking the water, his lips were slightly moisturized. I quickly asked: "Are you feeling better?"
Yan Xiaoqing nodded and smiled lightly at me: "Long time no see, you are so beautiful."
"……"ah?
I couldn't help but touch my face. Perhaps because of my excitement, the lotus on my forehead changed color, and Yan Xiaoqing immediately showed an expression of wonder.
"I'm beautiful? This is the first time you've complimented me." I put down my hand embarrassedly and looked at him secretly.
Although Yan Xiaoqing looked weak, her eyes were bright. I couldn't help but breathe out: "You just woke up. Don't let anything happen again. Lie down quickly."
"Please accompany me." Yan Xiaoqing looked at me longingly.
I looked down at the hand holding my sleeve tightly.
He looked again at those deep blue eyes.
"Yan Xiaoqing, do you like me?" I asked suddenly.
Yan Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, and there was a moment of confusion in her eyes, but then she nodded seriously: "I like it, how could I not like it."
I smiled, but then I stopped smiling and asked sternly: "Who are you and why are you pretending to be him?"
Yan Xiaoqing's eyes widened: "What are you talking about?"
His hand was still holding me tightly, and I waved him away with a slight flick, but I didn't use force for fear of hurting the body.
"Stop pretending, you are not Yan Xiaoqing at all." I said coldly.
"Grape……"
"Don't call me Putao, that's not what you should call me."
