She opened her eyes and looked at the bright lights rolling in the quiet grass in confusion.
The hand around her waist loosened, and she didn't think too much about it, she stood up and went to pick it up.
"Go back." His voice was cold.
"This bead—"
This is a priceless thing, he doesn't feel bad for her, he still hurts.
"It is said that the tears of the merman in the West Sea were condensed." He glanced at the ground full of youth, but his tone was indifferent.
"Is it the Dragon King of Shisu?"
He frowned, "Why did you think of him?"
"Zi Su is dead, even if he doesn't love her, he will always be a little sad, right?" Xuanji held her heart, and for some reason, asked a little pitifully.
"Legends are just fabricated stories." Long Feili sneered, "If he loves her, he won't let her die at all. If he doesn't love her, how can he be sad if she dies?"
Xuanji was shocked, "Fictitious... I'd rather believe it's true."
Long Feili interrupted her, "Go back."
The back is clear, and he has walked in front.
Xuanji couldn't help but leaned down, his voice came from a distance, a little indifferent and low.
"What you can't have for yourself, it's better to destroy it."
Isn't he going to give her this string of beads? Own it? She didn't understand what he meant...
However, the hand that reached the bead finally shrank back.
She likes this pearl, not because it is worth the price, but because he gave it. If he doesn't hesitate, why bother to pick it up and teach him to look down on it.
Silently followed him out of Lanlin, the figures of Diefeng and others were already vaguely visible in front of him.
Behind, the clumps of figures also dissipated in an orderly manner, like a fog... After a long time, a figure folded back, and soft white fingers picked up the beads scattered in the grass...
"I asked Jixiang to go to the warehouse to pick some gifts for you to return to. In the afternoon, you will send your maid to Chuxiu Hall to take the list back and see if there are any flaws, or if there is anything you want, you can add it."
These were the words he put down before he left.
Xuanji stared at the distant lights outside the window and was slightly stunned. Diefeng just took the soup and dinner and walked in, then smiled and said, "What is the master thinking about?"
She looked at the red and purple marks on Xuanji's neck, and only covered her mouth and smiled.
Xuanji was shy and scolded, "Damn girl."
Then he said strangely: "The little wolf hasn't come back yet?"
Diefeng glanced at the porch and shook his head.
Xuanji felt a little uneasy.
Just when she came back, the little wolf jumped out of the bed and jumped on her. It sniffed, but suddenly gave a cold howl, pushed her hard, and ran out.
She and Diefeng were both taken aback. If it was a different person, the posture would be a bit furious.
Diefeng didn't care much, but Xuanji faintly felt that it was violent because of the faint scent of ambergris on her body. Before, Long Feili had hugged her to sleep, but he had never been as intimate as today.
She had all his scents on her...
Little Wolf doesn't like Long Feili, she knows, but the little wolf's attitude towards him seems to be getting more and more hated these days—
She thought about it, and suddenly remembered what he had explained. He asked her to send someone over in the afternoon. She was stunned, but she had already missed the time, and hurriedly said: "Diefeng, go to Chuxiu Palace and help me. Get something."
Diefeng nodded, and was about to ask what it was, but Xuanji said softly, "I'd better go."
In fact, apart from his unresponsive feelings, he treated her very well.
Picking a gift for her to return to the province... Xuanji's heart warmed, she squeezed the plate in her hand, and quickened her pace - she was ill before and didn't go to collect water. There is no good water, so when she was making tea just now, she paid special attention to the subtleties of the process and the heat. I want to send him a cup of tea.
Actually... I miss him a bit.
In terms of feelings, the difference between women and men may be that they always rely on something to express. Men sometimes hide their thoughts deeply, but they are often straightforward, and it is destined that women often hurt more than men when they are hurt. , because of the thousands of turns when they were delivered, the seven orifices are exquisite.
The stars are still and the moon is faint, and the Chuxiu Palace tonight seems to be too quiet.
She turned the path last time and didn't enter through the gate... This time, she entered through the gate, but when she walked outside the park, she hadn't seen the guards' guards.
She was a little strange, but she also lightened her steps, walked through the garden, and came to the door of his study.
Not even the door was guarded.
The door was closed.
Si Si's very small and very small voice leaked out, and she suddenly remembered the ghostly cry of a mermaid in the sea in the middle of the night.
She is not a reckless person, even if the unannounced eunuch is still the forbidden army, she should knock on the door.
However, she gently pushed open the door, in a strange way.
Then, just like the bloody episodes in TV movies that I have watched many times, the plate fell to the ground, and the tea was splashed all over my hands.
Xuanji smiled.
There were no more people in the study.
Only the emperor and a woman.
However, that's all.