Man Yao was taken aback, did he start probing so soon? She turned her head, looked out of the window, and casually said something irrelevant: "Today, the weather is really nice!"
Zongzheng Wuyou squinted his phoenix eyes, stood up slowly, opened the window completely, and the room instantly became extremely bright. The bright sunlight hit him with a warm yellow halo, but it couldn't cover up the icy aura that had penetrated into his bones and blood. This woman's defense is really not ordinary! He changed the subject and said, "Why do people come to find me? Why are you so sure that I will save you?"
People like him are only used to controlling others, and they don't like being controlled by others. Man Yao knew it well, smiled lightly, got off the ground and put on his robe, walked to the window and stood beside him, and said calmly: "I'm not sure if His Highness will come, but I know very well that the only one who can take me out of the prison is Your Highness, you are alone."
"Why?" Zongzheng Wuyou didn't look back, his voice was still cold.
Outside the window, there are clusters of flowers, luxuriant branches and leaves, and the clear water reflects the blue sky. Manyao turned her head, looked at the man's perfect side face, and said with a slight smile, "Because you know I'm not the murderer, and because you have a special liking for chess." With her, there is a secret he wants to know.
Zongzheng Wuyou looked at her sideways, his eyes were deep and incomprehensible, and he said: "Women are too stupid, and they are easily annoying. But, too smart... It's not good, it will make people feel tired. You can, properly... Stupid A little!" They are all very cautious people, every word must be guessed and weighed by each other.
The same dark pupils looked at each other. One pair seems to be clear, but in fact the light is flowing; the other pair reflects the warmth of the sun, but is still as cold as a cold pool. Her eyes seemed to look into his heart through his eyes. His gaze seemed to penetrate her body and look at her soul. In the air, there was silence.
The wind picked up, and a leaf rolled up from nowhere, floating between their gazes. Man Yao raised her hand, and the emerald green leaves fell on her white as jade palm, which was really beautiful. It is easy to make people feel impulsive, wanting to hold that leaf together with that slender and beautiful hand.
Zongzheng Wuyou withdrew his eyes, turned his head and continued to look at the scenery of the garden outside the window, his eyes drifted, and he couldn't lock on to one place no matter what.
Man Yao raised her eyes slightly, looking at the floating clouds in the sky, the sky is endless. Does getting along with her make people feel tired? If possible, she also wants to live a simpler life. However, in this world, if you are not smart enough to deal with the royal family, you may lose your life at any time. She pursed her lips lightly, and laughed at herself: "Once upon a time...someone said that I was like a mirror!" No matter how the people outside the mirror treat her, she in the mirror will treat her in the same way. Because she is a person with a strong sense of self-protection! Even if she is hurt, she will not hate, but choose to forget, completely forget. Because hating a person also needs to give affection, and it will be tiring.
Mirror? ! Zongzheng Wuyou was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows, and said: "From what you say, it's my king's fault, isn't it?"
Man Yao smiled lightly and said, "Don't dare! It's just that you, Your Highness, are tempting everywhere, how can I... be honest?"
Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes flicked on her face. This time, her eyes were calm, but behind the calmness, there was a vicissitudes that were too late to put away. He stared at her for a long time, then suddenly laughed. Man Yao stared and frowned, not understanding why he laughed.
Zongzheng Wuyou suddenly grabbed her hand, Man Yao froze, and he was dragged back like that, and he said as he walked, "You are recovering, you still need more rest."
She really couldn't keep up with the speed of his thoughts. His gaze was so gentle again, but without the slightest warmth, just like his hands, which were icy cold. She suddenly thought, what kind of warmth is needed to restore such a hand to normal temperature
Zongzheng Wuyou helped her back to the bed, seeing her looking at him holding her hand all the time, looking thoughtful, he asked, "Why, aren't you used to it?"
Not unaccustomed, but very unaccustomed! She could adapt to his moodiness, but his gentleness from time to time made her a little at a loss and couldn't keep up with his rhythm. She searched for words and said slowly, "Your Highness..."
"In the future, when no one is around, you can call me by my name!" In an irrefutable tone, this time, he said it seriously. He softened his voice, and said again: "You will get used to it slowly. Aman, you... rest first, and I will come to see you in the afternoon." After saying that, she let go of her hand, smiled softly, turned and left without waiting for her to say anything. Cursing his lips, maybe getting used to a woman is not as difficult as he imagined, he just does what he wants.
Man Yao leaned lightly on the bed rail, his fingertips still had his coldness, and stared at his receding elegant back, dazed. Thinking back to the different sides of him every time we met. Once, in the palace hall, he was arrogant and domineering, in fact he was secretly competing with the emperor. What kind of hatred would make a person avoid seeing his father in such an extreme way? The second time, he was indifferent and deep, and acted ruthlessly, treating women as snakes and scorpions, but showing mercy to the Nine Emperor Brothers who were not born of the same mother; At present, the praise of her from "Yuehua Ren" is not vulgar, and "a woman should be like this" even tells the fact that she is disguised as a man. Tasting fruit tea all over, the light in the eyes dimmed, and the nostalgia and sadness hidden deep in the eyes, what is it for? During those half a month lingering in the tea garden, Qing Xiao's lonely figure occasionally raised his eyes to look at her with inquiry and anticipation. On the last day, he said that as a woman, she should wait at home to marry and have children, but in her answer that violated the concept of modern women, he was not surprised, and said with a smile that he would teach her to play chess. Thinking about it carefully, maybe every step is his careful temptation. But why did he go to such lengths to find a modern person