Li Xian pushed open the door of the guest room, and Roy was sitting at the table eating breakfast with his legs crossed.
Seeing Li Xian come in, she threw a peeled egg into the porridge bowl and said, "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." Li Xian sat directly opposite Roy.
"It's not what I expected, not bad."
"Loy..."
Hearing Li Xian calling him, Roy fed a mouthful of porridge into his mouth and said in a calm tone, "Why, you want to chase people away?"
"You know that's not what I meant, there are some things I can't let her know."
"Oh, can't let her know, or do you want her to know? I won't go, what's my identity? If you let me come, I will come, if you let me go, I will go? Besides, there is blood in her chest, There will be big trouble if it is not discharged, and I, Roy, will save people, or not, and I will never give up halfway."
"You can't hide with me, you should go back to Mansa."
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For three days in a row, Li Xian went to Lin Wanyue's bedroom three times a day. Apart from feeding medicine and meals, Li Xian never had any conversation with Lin Wanyue.
In the past three days, Lin Wanyue's mood has changed several times. At first, she was afraid of seeing Li Xian, and did not dare to take the initiative to say a word to Li Xian. Every time Li Xian fed her medicine, Lin Wanyue had to look away. He didn't dare to look into Li Xian's eyes.
Later, Lin Wanyue slowly discovered that every time Li Xian came here, she would not mention anything other than feeding herself, drinking medicine and eating. It seemed that she disguised herself as a man had never happened.
Lin Wanyue finally recalled with hindsight, the two slaps Li Xian received after she woke up, Li Xian said: The second slap, Lin Feixing owes me.
Thinking of this, Lin Wanyue's heart palpitated. Does this mean...
Did she forgive herself
As soon as this idea came out, Lin Wanyue felt that she was just talking about a dream.
how is this possible? Not to mention this fake Feng Xuhuang marriage, her own deception also indirectly caused Li Xian to risk the crime of deceiving the emperor. How could such a big crime be forgiven so easily
However, after Lin Wanyue found out that Li Xian didn't mean to "investigate", she began to have a clear nostalgia for Li Xian. Every day when Li Xian appeared regularly, Lin Wanyue would sit in front of the bed, looking forward to Li Xian. When Xian came, Lin Wanyue's eyes would stick to Li Xian's body as soon as Li Xian entered the room, until Li Xian left.
However, as for Lin Wanyue's "nostalgia", Li Xian would leave after each "routine" without saying a word.
On the evening of the third day, Li Xian had finished feeding Lin Wanyue and taking the medicine, and there was still no communication during the whole process. Li Xian even ignored Lin Wanyue's blatant stare glued to her face.
Li Xian discovered that since this person's identity was revealed, some of the emotions that had been suppressed in the past had become more unbridled!
Li Xian fed the last sip of the soup and got up to leave when she suddenly felt the hem of her clothes tighten.
Li Xian looked back and saw that Lin Wanyue lowered her head slightly, one hand was protecting the thin quilt in front of her chest, and the other hand grabbed her cuff.
This was the first time Li Xian had seen this lively little girl.
Lin Wanyue, who lowered her head, did not see the gentle smile that flashed in Li Xian's eyes.
Lin Wanyue only felt as if a thousand jins weight was on her head, making her unable to lift her head. She clenched Li Xian's cuff tightly and silently prevented Li Xian from leaving.
Li Xian concealed the curvature of her lips and asked coldly, "Is there anything else to do with the concubine?"
"… Princess."
"Um."
"Can you… sit for a moment?"
Lin Wanyue didn't expect Li Xian to talk so easily, and she really sat back on the stool as she said.
With a sweet heart, he loosened Li Xian's sleeves, quickly raised his head and glanced at Li Xian, then lowered his head again, clasping his arms with both hands, pressing down on the thin quilt around his chest.
Li Xian has been looking at Lin Wanyue in front of her, and naturally she has a panoramic view of all her changes. Li Xian is secretly annoyed at her own clumsiness. In fact, when she thinks about it carefully, Lin Wanyue can't help showing a bit of a woman's attitude many times, but she doesn't. see through!
Li Xian looked at Lin Wanyue's clearly defined collarbone. Because she was wrapped all the year round, the skin there was fair, and thanks to years of training, Lin Wanyue's figure was very good, with clear lines and no traces on her body. Fat.
As his gaze moved, the two striking centipede-shaped scars on Lin Wanyue's fair arm came into Li Xian's eyes.
These two scars: one was stitched by A Yin, and the other was stitched by her first, and Lin Wanyue took over the stitches by herself, using her own hair both times.
At this time, the hair had disappeared from Lin Wanyue's body over time, but the centipede-like scar remained.
Looking at the two scars, Li Xian couldn't help but recall how Lin Wanyue was injured at the time. The first time she was lying in her tent, covered in blood, but stubbornly kept silent.
Another time, on the way to escort him back to Beijing, he sewed himself up while talking and laughing.
During the few days when Lin Wanyue was in a coma, Li Xian had carefully examined Lin Wanyue's body. Apart from the two centipede-like wounds on Lin Wanyue's body, there were actually other scars. , but because the wound is not very big, and the injury is in an "inconvenient" position for others to see, she thinks that she has dealt with it herself.
Two of them were the most shocking to Li Xian. One was on Lin Wanyue's back. It started from the right shoulder and went all the way to the left waist. The wound was extremely long. The description in words was different from what she saw with her own eyes. Lin Wanyue had changed her identity now. When Li Xian saw the scar, she could only describe it as shocking.
The other one was on Lin Wanyue's stomach, near the left waist, with a slap-sized wound. I think it must have been stabbed by a sharp weapon such as a dagger. The man used a red-hot iron to scald the wound in order to stop the bleeding. Under the blurred hideous scars.
After thinking about it, Li Xian's mood became complicated again.
"Princess... I'm sorry."
Lin Wanyue, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke sullenly.
Li Xian gave Lin Wanyue a complicated look, she really wanted to knock this man's head off to see what she was thinking!
She obviously slapped her a lot, and she didn't say a word about her identity for the past three days. Could it be that three days have passed, and she still doesn't understand
Roy said: This person still has blood congestion in her chest, plus she is too worried, and her heart and lungs have not been very smooth. Presumably this "identity" matter, if she is not let go completely, I am afraid there will be problems.
Li Xian pondered for a moment, and instead of accepting Lin Wanyue's apology, she asked, "So, the one who survived the story of Chanjuan Village that the concubine told me back then was actually my sister?"
"Yeah." Lin Wanyue replied dully, still not daring to look up at Li Xian.
"These five years must have been very hard, right?"
Listening to Li Xian's gentle and peaceful voice, Lin Wanyue, who lowered her head, couldn't help but feel sour: "It's been five years, and she's been living in the military camp disguised as a man for five years. The load lived in the barracks. How much bitterness has been experienced along the way? Only Lin Wanyue knew how much she had endured.
In fact, there are many times when Lin Wanyue is looking forward to a person by her side, who knows everything she has, does not need to blackmail herself with her own secrets, and protects her own secrets. She can be like Li Xian. Doubt, just ask yourself: Have you had a hard time all these years
No matter how disguised she was, no matter how high she stood, it would still not change the fact that Lin Wanyue was a woman.
She can be very strict with herself, and she can take medicine Wanghua herself in order to survive, no matter whether she bleeds or tears, she can silently swallow it back into her stomach.
But in the past five years, how much Lin Wanyue hoped that there would be someone who could feel sorry for her and feel a little pity for herself as a woman.
This is also the reason why Yu Wan left, and the reason why Lin Wanyue was so sad. After Yu Wan knew her identity, Lin Wanyue felt that she really lived in this world, not Lin Feixing! It's Lin Wanyue!
After Yu Wan left, Lin Wanyue even felt that Lin Wanyue "died" with her for a while. Lin Wanyue's only witness in this world was gone, and she had to live alone as Lin Feixing.
Lin Wanyue is undoubtedly strong, with so many scars on her body, how much pain in her body, how much blood she shed, never once forced Lin Wanyue's tears.
Lin Wanyue was also soft. Every time a close relative left her, Lin Wanyue would cry. She could use almost harsh means to train her body to the point where she was no worse than a man.
But her heart has always been a woman's.
Li Xian saw that Lin Wanyue refused to answer, but she heard the whimpering sound like a wounded beast. The voice was obviously suppressed and restrained with great effort. The voice was very small and trembling, which made people worry.
The big tears fell drop by drop, and Lin Wanyue herself was startled, but she couldn't stop it.
This emotional backlog had been accumulated for too long, and it was beyond Lin Wanyue's control.
Listening to Lin Wanyue's trembling whimper, Li Xian's nose was soured by the cry.
The pain emanating from this deep sob hit Li Xian's heart one after another.
It's not that Li Xian hasn't seen Lin Wanyue cry, but what she sees more is Lin Wanyue's strength.
A taciturn person speaks more precious words.
Those who are strong and forbearing, the tears that flow out are even more shocking.
Li Xian's body had already moved ahead of her words. Li Xian took out a jinpa from her bosom and gently wiped Lin Wanyue's tears.
The author has something to say:
But today is much better, although it is still a little uncomfortable, but I feel like I am recovering, the feeling of recovery is NICE.
In the next few days, it will be a sweet plot~ In this chapter, are there many questions that I didn't explain when I died, all opened
For example: Why hasn't Lin Wanyue's identity been announced yet? For example, why does the princess have no feelings for Lin Feixing
hey~
I don't know how you feel when you read it, anyway, I wrote and cried =. =
I am a person who is very bad at crying, and I have never cried no matter how uncomfortable my body is.
It may be that, as the author, I fabricated everything about Lin Wanyue and accompanied everything about Lin Wanyue. Some of the feelings I didn't write, but I know myself, so when I wrote about Lin Wanyue crying, I myself Followed by the tears, which once caused the tears to blur the vision, put a tissue under the glasses, soaked up water, and just finished writing TT.
Hey, I hope you like it.
If you have watched this journey seriously, you may feel the same as me. If you have forgotten about the plot, you may not feel anything.
But I think this chapter is still a bit tense.
This is why I wrote about Lin Wanyue so restrained before, because Li Xian never loved Lin Feixing, and Lin Wanyue never acted inappropriately towards Li Xian, so when her identity was revealed, she didn't have to be so rude. nausea
Because I don't want to use: Since I can fall in love with a man with a hidden illness, I can also love a woman to write about Li Xian and Lin Wanyue.
So even if some people don't understand, it doesn't matter, loving women is loving women, I just love women, women are never a substitute for broken men, women are women, I am women, I love women.