The early spring breeze blew through the green willows on the river bank, and the slender willow branches swayed softly. There was a small river in the East Palace, and the green willows by the river were particularly emerald. Shen Xihe was wearing a goose yellow silk skirt today, with layers of transparent gauze overlapping like white mist draped over her shoulders. A green shawl wrapped around her arms and floated down from her shoulders. Under the green willows swaying in the breeze, her eyebrows looked particularly gentle.
Shen Xihe often wears cool colors such as snow, moon white, sky blue and lilac purple. This is probably the first time Xiao Huayong has seen Shen Xihe wearing such gentle clothes like the morning sun in the three years since he knew her.
She stood by the river, holding a Ding kiln porcelain plate with a picture of two fishes on it, and her fingertips unconsciously picked up a few baits and scattered them on the river, causing the koi carps by the river to sway in the water. However, her eyes did not fall on these playful fish, but looked straight ahead, as if they had passed through the dense forest on the river bank, through the towering palace walls, through the beautiful sky, and landed in an unknown distance.
Xiao Huayong stood at the end of the bridge and raised a finger to Biyu, gently moving it twice, signaling her not to disturb Shen Xihe.
As Xiao Huayong returned with a pearl, he silently took away the jade, and Tian Yuan also left tactfully. Xiao Huayong stood quietly beside Shen Xihe, with gentle brows and soft light in his eyes, looking at her quietly.
However, as time passed, Shen Xihe always maintained this posture. If it were not for the occasional fish bait scattered on his fingertips, he would really look like a statue standing by the river.
Finally, Xiao Huayong couldn't hold back his temper anymore. He coughed twice, took a few steps forward, and stood beside her. "What are you thinking about, Yoyo? Why are you so absent-minded?"
He had been standing there for at least an incense stick of time, but she didn't even notice him. Xiao Huayong felt a little upset.
When it comes to Shen Xihe, he never gets petty about big things, but when it comes to the little things in daily life, he is extremely petty and he can't control it.
Shen Xihe retracted his gaze, but did not look at him. Instead, he lowered his eyes and grabbed another handful of bait and threw it down: "I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to speak."
Before Xiao Huayong walked up to her, she could already smell the complex and strong medicinal fragrance that belonged to him in the wind. As long as he traveled in his true identity, even ordinary people would be able to smell this scent if they got close to him.
Only when he sneaked out to hide from others and do shameful things, would he use the incense recipe to wash off the medicinal fragrance on his body, and then fumigate his beloved Dogara. However, Dogara's fragrance was so faint that only people with a keen sense of smell like Shen Xihe could smell it unless they embraced each other.
Her words were light and casual, but he knew that she must have asked Xie Yunhuai about the detoxification. She did not force herself to go with him because she was waiting for him to tell her.
She was so trusting and frank, and he was convinced that no matter what he said at this moment, she would believe it and would not go to Xie Yunhuai to verify it. She was that kind of woman who would believe without doubt.
Xiao Huayong looked at the figure in front of him, whose hair swaying in the wind was so gentle to the bone. At this moment, he knew that she might have dressed like this on purpose. She was telling him that at this moment she was just his wife, and there was no talk of anything else between them, only the trust between husband and wife.
"Yo Yo..." Xiao Huayong looked at the lake for a moment, then slowly turned around and faced Shen Xihe, "My poison is no longer effective, we need to prepare early. Also..."