In a low voice, he repeated it again.
"... I don't want to make up."
The boy lightly pressed his fair forehead against the door. The freezing temperature freezes the emotions.
His eyes were empty.
The white fingertips lightly touched the door frame, and the voice was soft: "Is it okay not to separate?"
He lowered his eyelashes, and the raindrops that just fell on the eyelashes were blinked off. The heavy rain outside seems to be falling in my heart.
"When my father passed away, he told me that women in this world are untrustworthy. The Queen Mother once promised to give him sincerity, but in the end, it was she who personally ordered his execution and smashed his body into ashes."
He blinked, and his face became paler, "Because my father was old and pale, the empress alienated him, and later offended a young and favored servant, the empress didn't even ask the reason... after the order, even the ashes were taken away." Don't leave him alone."
The young man lowered his eyes and pursed his pale lips, "I said this not to ask my wife to sympathize with me... I know that I did it too unfeelingly and didn't leave myself a way out. But my wife..."
His voice gradually became hoarse with sadness, "I want to be with you well, no one treats me so well, and I want to treat you well in the future... You are different from others."
On the young man's elegant and delicate face, his beautiful eyes blinked lightly, and he lowered his head with a quiet expression.
"Actually... I like you, not all because you are good to me. I don't know what's going on... When I saw you in the bridal chamber, I felt familiar." Nan Huai pursed his lips and lowered his eyes in a daze.
That kind of emotion made him instinctively feel a little dangerous.
this world.
Wholehearted devotion may not necessarily bring the same return from the wife-owner.
This is what his father's ashes taught him.
He doesn't want to be like that.
But now, none of this matters.
I would rather not think about the future and think about nothing, as long as I can be forgiven and be together now.
That was the best thing he could think of right now.
The snow-white sleeves wet the door, dyeing it a slightly darker color, and his eyes sank down, staring blankly at the hollow pattern on the door.
The people inside were silent for a while, and only a few seconds later did footsteps come.
Nan Huai was slightly startled, and immediately raised his head, stepped back, and looked at the door eagerly.
The shallow eyes are shining like stars.
The door opened slightly, and Yun Xia looked at him calmly.
"Wife master," the young man blinked and whispered in a cold voice.
"I will be obedient, and I will listen to you in everything. You can ask me to do anything in the future, and I will be a good husband."
He stared at his white fingertips, "...I will serve you too, I can do what my husband should do, and I will try my best to make you feel good..."
"..."
His Highness mustered up his courage and hadn't finished speaking, but Yun Xia was surprised when he heard it, and said, "Wait a minute."
The boy stopped talking.
From under the slender and thick eyelashes, he looked at her carefully and silently, his face was fragile and pale, looking like a delicate and fragile object.
"What did you say to try to make me feel good?" The girl raised her eyebrows suspiciously.
Nan Huai was startled.
What I said just now was messy and flustered. Besides, serving the wife-lord is what a husband should do, so he didn't think of anything when he said this.
But when he was asked back suddenly at this moment, he realized what he had just said. After the young man was stunned for a moment, his pale and delicate cheeks finally recovered a tinge of blood. He lowered his head, his eyelashes flickering.
"It's... that one."
(end of this chapter)