There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, and he was startled, judging that the voice was coming towards this side, she had fainted, and the sound of approaching. He calmed down, looked around, and the moment the door opened, he rolled under the bed, leaning as far back as he could. From the slight gap below, a pair of men's shoe hems are visible. The shoe quickly moved to the bed, and the bed board on top of him was slightly upward, and the one on the side was heavily downward, thinking that the person who came had picked up the sunset on the bed. By the faint light, he vaguely noticed that the pattern on the shoe was embroidered only by high-ranking officials. Who is it? he wondered.

"You're finally back. The sound of her voice interrupting his thoughts. She's awake?

While the pain was relieved, Xiyan quietly looked at the room with some concern, he had already left? She was relieved. The body was also soothed, and the bones that had been wrinkled by the pain seemed to begin to stretch again.

Yan Tianmu hugged her thin body, and her lips gently brushed her forehead. She suffered. If in the past, he used to be complacent because he had the only way to control her, then now, he regretted his cruelty, and his conscience, blinded by love, began to show his true face after a few years, after seeing her several times in pain. Remorse left him at a loss, unable to even face it calmly.

"Don't hate me. He muttered.

"Of course. Xiyan felt better, so she got up from his arms, wiped the sweat on her forehead with her hands, it was a little sticky, she looked at him with a smile, "I am only grateful to you." ”

"What?" Yan Tianmu looked at her and touched her head, "Is it true, or is it confused?"

"Really. Xiyan looked at him, "Thank you for never giving up on me." ”

"You know what I want is not gratitude. Yan Tianmu smiled bitterly, "I have already paid too much to you, and now I can't stop it myself." So, don't be grateful. ”

"Anyway, thank you. ”

"You, why don't you ever ask Qing'er how he is? No matter how you don't like it, he is also your flesh and blood. Yan Tianmu groaned and asked.

She didn't answer. What if it's her flesh and blood? Can it be a mother and a son, and Cheng Huan's knees? If it is destined to cause another pain, it is better to cut it off completely.

"I'm fine, you should go back and rest sooner. Xi Yan avoided his gaze and said softly. She was tired and wanted to get a good night's sleep now.

"Alright, I'll see you another day. Yan Tianmu was no longer reluctant, motioned for her to lie down, pulled the quilt over, and touched her face, "Let's go." ”

"Yes, let's go. She closed her eyes, rubbed the quilt comfortably, and fell asleep.

He waited until the footsteps were completely inaudible before he emerged from under the bed. The man's voice just now was all too familiar to him. General Yan, the king, and the side concubine, which is right and which is wrong?

There was an extra smile on her face, and perhaps she didn't realize that she was smiling knowingly at the air.

She didn't ask who he was, nor did she ask him to show his true face. She woke up from her sleep that day and saw him sleeping on the edge of the bed, and she had a very strange feeling, as if she was being guarded. Whether they knew each other or not became irrelevant at that moment. She was willing to trust him, for no reason, or just for the feeling of the moment. He seemed to feel her gaze, and opened her eyes dimly, sleepy, exuding a pure smell. His eyes were bright and innocent, as if they were Han Lang's, yes, Han Lang, he didn't know how to do it now, he should have reached such an age.

He brought in the water that he had placed the moon incense outside, drew the veil, and handed it to her. In the daytime, she was dressed in black and masked, she suddenly laughed, and she didn't dare to make a loud noise, so she covered her mouth and leaned forward and closed. He smiled too, his black mask glowing gracefully. The bright sunshine, the bright smile, the bleak smell that had been around her for a long time disappeared.

He doesn't come often, but when he does, even if it's just sitting or playing childish games like picking ropes together, he's happy. They tacitly don't ask about each other's lives, they just enjoy happiness.