She was the source of all his beautiful dreams.
He knew it very well, and couldn't help but lower his head slightly, staring at her sleeping in his arms. Her messy black hair, her feather-like dark eyebrows, her quietly drooping eyelashes, her exquisite nose, the small round and plump earlobe that showed through her hair, and her mouth that was like a half-opened cherry blossom in April, soaked in dew...
His eyes became darker and his Adam's apple moved unconsciously.
Having known her for so long, this should be the first time that he had the chance to observe her appearance so boldly and thoroughly. He suddenly remembered the saying, "One point more and it will be too long, one point less and it will be too short."
If there really is such a beauty in the world, she should look like her, and she just happens to be right at the tip of his heart. Even if he is asked to look at her like this for his entire life, he will never get tired of her.
He thought about it in his heart, his eyes caressed her chin inadvertently, and suddenly he was determined. Then, his mouth became dryer and dryer, and he felt the blood vessels on the side of his neck throbbing, and the blood rushed, and he could hardly control himself.
Her skirt was a little disheveled. From his angle, he could easily see a hint of her snow-white skin between the folds of her clothes.
She still leaned her forehead against him, eyes closed, curled up in front of him. He didn't know if it was real or an illusion caused by the heat in his ears and eyes, but in a trance, he noticed that her originally jade-white earlobes and the exposed side of her cheek seemed to have a faint blush.
Pei Xiaoyuan woke up in shock, knowing that he must not indulge in lust like this anymore, otherwise he really didn't know what kind of behavior he would have. She was just the Li family princess he welcomed into Yongning's house, not his Pei family's real bride. If she woke up and realized that he had been so disrespectful to her, he would be ashamed.
He suppressed his surging blood and looked away, slowly, bit by bit, trying not to disturb her, and finally, he put some distance between himself and that warm and soft body, and then quietly got off the bed, not even daring to put on his boots, for fear that the sound of his boots on the ground would wake her up. He bent down to pick up his two boots, barefoot, casually rolled up his clothes, held his breath and walked out quietly.
Xuyu got up to the sound of clear chirping of morning birds outside the window, opened the door and went out.
After the night rain, the wild slopes and the tangled forests outside the inn were filled with wet fog, and the morning air was cool and moist. Pei Xiaoyuan stood outside the inn door, facing the wild fog surrounding the forest, as if he was enjoying the wild scenery in the autumn morning. Hearing a movement behind him, he turned around, saw her, and turned around to walk towards her.
"Princess, are you up?" He greeted her in a low voice with a smile in his eyes. She looked neatly dressed and refreshed, just like he always was.
The postmaster had already prepared a carriage in response to Yang Zaien's suggestion. Xuyu rode in the carriage, and on this autumn morning, with the sound of eight hundred morning drums announcing the opening of the gates, quietly returned to Yongning House before the hustle and bustle of Chang'an began.
He had received the news from Yang Zaien in advance, and had lit the stove in the bathroom of Ziming Courtyard, and prepared a large bucket of fragrant soup soaked in sandalwood, orchid, agarwood, and camphor to drive away the cold and warm her body. She came back and went straight into the room, took off her clothes and took a bath, and sent away the two maids Jiuer and Luyu from the palace to take care of the bath. She sat alone in the steaming fragrant soup, closed her eyes for a long time, until the fragrant soup gradually cooled down, got out of the bath, wiped her skin, put on her pajamas, covered her body, and was about to walk out. She passed by a long mirror standing against the wall beside the bathroom door, and she slowed down her steps, paused, and finally took a few steps back. Finally, she stood in front of the mirror and slowly loosened her pajamas.