This kind of answer is simply and straightforward, I am secretly a little lost in my heart, Jinping took me back to Xiyang Palace on the way, I asked her what Min Sikong looked like, Jinping smiled and told me that it looked like his age was not fifty but forty-seven or eighteen, and there was a wisp of silver wire on his forehead, which was absolutely unrecognizable at first glance among ordinary people. At the end, she also said:

"Madam, if it weren't for Mr. Min looking like this, how would the lord of the country rest assured that you would be so opposed to him?"

"What about the lord, and what does the lord look like?" I asked.

Jinping didn't dare to talk about it. But if anything, the lord of the kingdom is a model for our Sijon men. Handsome and unassuming, cold and imposing, he was born to be the queen of wolves, the lord of Sijon, not to mention that he is only thirty and thirty ......years old this year."

Xirong, originally a nomadic people, living in no fixed place, later the first generation of the lord conquered the wolf king on the wolf mountain in Xirong, and unified several scattered tribes in Xirong to establish Xirong, the capital of Ancheng. Wolf Mountain is now the forbidden land of Xirong, the gathering place of the silver wolf clan, and it is said that each generation of wolf kings will make a blood oath with the lord of Xirong, promising to depend on each other until death.

Helian Yue is the thirteenth lord of Xirong.

Other than that, I don't know anything about him. Or maybe it's a complete forgetfulness.

"What are you thinking?" asked the man behind the swing, perhaps so engrossed that I couldn't hear his footsteps. He grabbed the swing rope, leaned over, and rested his chin lightly on my shoulder, "Jinping said, you have listened to Liang Zhu's story, and you are still reminiscing?"

I didn't shy away from his intimacy, saying, "It's just a story that uses imaginary perfection to cover up the flaws of reality." If you turn into a butterfly, you must be in pairs? Zi is not a butterfly, do you know if the butterfly is happy? No matter how beautiful Min Sikong's storytelling is, it is just a story, nothing more. ”

Helian Yue laughed, and for some reason the laughter sounded relieved. "Don't you want to listen to him? But Xiyang, these days, you have been much more cheerful, Min Sikong has relieved your boredom, but you don't appreciate it, you have a ...... temperament."

"No matter how bad my temperament is, isn't it also spoiled by you?" I muttered, and was unexpectedly picked up by him with one hand, and for a while I panicked, and my hands had to grab his shirt hard, and exclaimed:

"You let me down, I can go by myself!"

He let me down, but as soon as I touched the smooth and delicate brocade mattress, the heart sank straight down, and then his body was already oppressed, I blocked his chest with one hand, and was trying to find some reason to push, but he suddenly covered my lips and swallowed all the words I was going to say, and the breath invaded people with nowhere to hide, I twisted my head desperately, but in exchange for his more wanton siege. His lips slid down his jaw and down my neck, then my shoulder, and he called my name, his voice full of lust.

"You, what are you doing?!" I don't know how to express my fear and anger, that feeling of being violated and powerless—how can a blind person resist?

"Spoil you, Xiyang, or rather, spoil you. His tiny kiss fell on the corner of my eyebrow, "Xiyang, don't refuse me, how long do you want me to wait, huh?"

Then my chest cooled, and I seemed to hear the sound of the cloth tearing.

"Stop!" I cried, "Helian Yue, you stop me!" I'm scared ......."

The body that was pressing me was obviously stiff, and I took the opportunity to push him away with all my might, grabbing the brocade to cover my body in a panic, trembling and curling up to the corner of the bed, wiping the tears from my face without saying a word.

"Xiyang," after a long time, he called me, "Xiyang, Liang Zhu you have forgotten, I thought that you should have me in your heart......"

My face turned blue and white with panic, and my mind was flustered, and he sighed softly and pulled the brocade into his arms, and I bit my lips like a frightened bird.

"Xiyang, we are husband and wife. He said.

"I know. But I also said it, I forgot. "It's hard to squeeze out this sentence. Yes, I can't remember ever loving such a person anyway.

"You don't need to remember, as long as you accept it. We are together day and night, like ordinary drinking couples, holding hands and walking together, is it not enough to do this? I am not the lord of Xijon in front of you, just an ordinary man who wants to see his wife's smile when he comes home, and what about you? Do you not remember, or do you not want to at all?"

I don't know what his expression is, but I can only hear the helplessness and sadness in that voice.

"Be careful, please in every possible way, Xiyang, in order to see you with a smile, I disregard the dignity of the lord of the country, can you still not believe me and accept me when you do this?"

I closed my eyes, my body still stiff, my hands clutched tightly to my chest, motionless.

I always felt that the past I had forgotten was very important, and I tried hard to think about it but I couldn't remember it, and the hole in my heart seemed to be completely unfillable. He said he was my husband, but why was he still at a loss when he was by my side?

He sighed, "I don't force you, I'll wait for you." ”

The string in my heart trembled almost inaudibly, and I said, "Three months." ”

"Three months?"

Three months later, as you wished. ”

Helian Yue gently pulled away the quilt I was holding tightly, carefully and gently re-tied the scattered knots one by one for me, swept a few locks of green silk on my forehead behind my ears with his fingers, tucked the quilt for me, leaned over and kissed between his eyebrows:

"Xiyang, I'll wait for you to fulfill your promise. ”