Hanyang once recited a poem in front of me, called The Farthest Distance. Because the poem was too long, I can’t remember it all. I only remember one sentence that said this.
——The farthest distance is when I stand in front of you, but you don’t know that I love you.
Now I feel that the farthest distance is not when I stand in front of you and you don't know that I love you, but when I squat in front of you and you can't see me.
I squatted by the pool and burst into tears. I wanted to go back and tell Pei Yuan that Xia Yan already knew that this "Changting" was fake.
Yan Xitong grabbed me: "What are you going to do?"
"I won, I already won."
There was something strange that I couldn't understand in Yan Xitong's eyes. He seemed very unhappy, and the corner of his mouth sank: "If you really recognize the truth and the lie, why don't you expose it?"
I was stunned, tears welling up in my eyes.
Yan Xitong continued: "This means that he didn't recognize it at all." He paused and then added: "Don't be too fanciful. You haven't made Xia Yan crazy about you yet."
"Yan Xitong, will you die if you don't speak?" I said through gritted teeth with tears in my eyes.
Yan Xitong snorted coldly and said: "Stop deceiving yourself. How can a king who has the power of the world have the love of a normal person?"
At this time, Xia Yan had already put on his clothes, his resolute and handsome face remained unchanged, and his flowing eyes smoothed out every wrinkle without a trace of emotion. Everything was ready, and Liang Tao's voice came: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince of Qi is following
The princess has been waiting in the living room for a long time."
"knew."
Xia Yan opened the door and went out, and I quickly followed.
Regardless of whether what Yan Xitong said is true or false, I will not judge rashly and let the facts speak for themselves. I firmly believe that Xia Yan will definitely distinguish the true from the false.
Following Xia Yan to the dining room, I saw Qi Xuan and Han Yang already sitting at the table waiting.
Qi Xuan's face was expressionless. When he saw Xia Yan arriving, he stood up and saluted according to etiquette: "I have met the king."
Xia Yan smiled slightly: "Sit down. We are all members of our family."
Although Qi Xuan didn't say anything, based on my understanding of him, Qi Xuan must be saying in his heart at this time, who the hell is a family with you.
Liuchi pretended to be 'Changting' and came over with a smile, holding two lotus root festival lanterns in his hand, and handed them to the stunned Hanyang: "I bought these at the market yesterday, do you like them?"
Hanyang stammered: "You...you..."
"What's wrong?" 'Changting' looked puzzled.
Qi Xuan glanced at the 'Changting' and said softly to Hanyang: "Hanyang, don't lose your sense of proportion in front of the Queen."
Xia Yan smiled calmly: "Changting, sit down and eat."
‘Changting’ pouted, looking unhappy: “Oh.”
I was like an audience sitting under the stage, watching these master actors perform against each other.
Hanyang knows my true identity, but now facing the fake 'Changting', she is sometimes doubtful and sometimes confused.
Qi Xuan, on the other hand, had an attitude of neither being close nor distant, and was very polite, but from beginning to end he did not even spare a glance at the fake 'Chang Ting'.
Not to mention Xia Yan, his attitude towards fakes is very considerate. If there were no outsiders around, he would probably have to feed them himself.
ps: I’ll upload one chapter first, and submit the remaining 9,000 words at nine o’clock in the evening. From now on, I will update the article at nine o’clock in the evening. This way, you don’t have to wait in vain. I love you!
