The big red brocade quilt has not been removed yet.
In the past few days, Xi Lanting had hardly slept on this bed, so the bed remained as it was on the night of the wedding.
After Yun Qiao washed up, she sat in front of the dressing table and wiped her hair.
Xi Lanting came in later. He had already changed into new pajamas. The silk pajamas looked very shiny and did not look frivolous on him.
He stood behind Yun Qiao and looked at her in the mirror.
Yun Qiao looked at him in the mirror and asked him, "Do I look the same as before?"
"Um."
"How come I'm alive again?" She couldn't figure out this question.
Xi Lanting: "I don't know."
"Why do you still call me Lan Ting? Do you like this name very much, Your Majesty?" Yun Qiao teased him.
Xi Lanting picked her up and let her sit on the dressing table. He pressed his forehead against hers, and slowly moved his lips downwards, landing on hers.
"Have you missed me these days?" he asked, his voice low and hoarse.
Yun Qiao's heart felt faintly itchy.
She was pressed against the makeup mirror by him.
The bedroom in early spring was warm due to the burning earth dragon, and the mirror reflected a touch of warmth. Yun Qiao's back was pressed against the hard and smooth mirror, and she always felt that she had nowhere to put her strength.
"...Lanting, let's go to bed." Her breathing was messy.
"Do you miss me?" He asked stubbornly, his fingers slowly rubbing along her collarbone, his lips pressed against hers, and a cool breath lingered around her.
Yun Qiao felt sore in her heart again.
"I want to," she said truthfully, "I really want to..."
Thinking about it made my heart throb, but I asked myself why he didn't come over.
It ended an hour later. Yun Qiao couldn't sit still, and the smooth mirror made her keep falling.
He caught her.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't have the strength..." She clung to him softly.
Xi Lanting picked her up and went to the bathroom.
She snuggled into his arms, and when she recovered a little, she looked at his back again.
The gray marks on the back are still there.
"Does it hurt?" Her fingers gently stroked the marks, "You should be lying in the Peacock River, why do you have to torment yourself like this?"
"Lonely," he said, "I have been lying there for many years, completely bored. Except for those who often visit me, I have no one to keep me company."
Yun Qiao's fingers were trembling a little.
"I will find a way to restore your freedom, okay?" Her voice was also trembling, "I'm sorry Lan Ting."
"It doesn't matter." Xi Lanting was calm and remained emotionless.
Yun Qiao felt so bitter that she leaned over slightly and kissed his back.
Xi Lanting's body trembled inexplicably.
He was already a lusty man, and when her lips brushed his back, he immediately turned around and pressed her into the bathtub.
Yun Qiao: "..."
Later, only half of the tank of water was left, and all the bathroom floor tiles were soaked, leaving the room in a mess.
She was also in a mess and fell asleep in his arms.
If I had known I was so tired, I would have stayed in a hotel tonight.
This night, Xi Lanting kept her in his arms. He had never had such a quiet moment, and he felt extremely peaceful from body to heart.
What he held in his arms was the happiness he had always longed for.
During the ten days when she disappeared, Xi Lanting would stand on the balcony outside her window every night, just like she lived in the fourth room. For countless nights, he stood on her balcony and used a calming spell to make her sleep.
better.
She asked why she didn't go to Kongquehe to find her in the first place.
He went.
Every time a heavy rain came to the land with little rain, he was the one who went to look for her.
She was happier than she was with him.
She said that she would be happy only if she didn't look at him.
He didn't show up.
Even though he missed her so much that he wanted to touch her cheek gently, hug her, and kiss her, he never showed up.
He didn't want her to feel sad.
It turns out that during the days when she hated him, she was also looking forward to his appearance?