"I wanted to accept the arrangement of fate calmly, but I found that I couldn't do it at all. Xiyan tilted her head, her face aching.

Han Lang's side is also as perfect as carving, and his slightly flickering eyelashes have an innocent aura. He was relaxed, not as guarded as he usually was. The air is filled with a warm scent. Although his eyes were not looking at her, her aura surrounded him everywhere. She stared at him, feeling more and more eager to grab something.

"But you're still awkwardly accepting it. Han Lang sighed lightly.

Xiyan was silent.

Han Lang, who stood on top of the court, was so outstanding, exuding a domineering spirit that transcended his age, overshadowing the others. Lei Xiao looked down from a high place, and his heart was indescribably proud. He asked Han Lang to bring up what he wanted. In the face of the king's generous reward, one of Han Langti's wishes was to take a three-month vacation. Lei Xiao happily agreed.

Xi Yan and Han Lang went to a small village located in the mountains together. She walked briskly, followed behind Han Lang, and slowly walked up the mountain. After crawling for a while, and then looking back, I was dizzy in front of my eyes, and when I looked down, I had an urge to jump. She was busy pulling Han Lang's sleeve. Han Lang, who was full of heat, looked back at her and saw that she was a little nervous.

"What's wrong? Scared, isn't it?"

"Sort of, climbing too high. ”

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. He put down her sleeves, took her hand through the sleeves, and said with a bright smile, "Let's go!"

Xiyan looked at him, and smiled, his hand was thick and warm, and there was a kind of power that was coming from him to hers.

Walking on the road in the mountains, there are stone houses crawling with vines on both sides, and looking through the broken windows, it is dark inside, and the deserted houses are like old people in vicissitudes, lonely and silent. After the rain, the trail is mossy and somewhat slippery, and below the stone steps, you can occasionally see a few blooming wildflowers, purple flowers dotting the smell of early spring.

They chose a house that looked good, and walked over the stone bridge and through the grassy path to the front of the house. Sitting on the steps at the front of the house, the wet air with the fresh scent of grass is refreshing and comfortable.

Han Lang saw that there was a small flower not far from his feet, so he picked it and brought it to Xiyan, "I'll give it to you." His smile was as fresh as the air.

Xiyan took it carefully, sniffed it with a smile, "The smell of flowers." ”

"What else?"

"The smell of rain. ”

"If you want me to say, there is also the smell of the wind and the smell of grass. ”

"So happy. Xiyan took a heavy breath and sighed, "It would be nice if I could live here for the rest of my life." ”

"If you want to, you can. Han Lang's gaze turned into the distance, "When I return one day, I want to be an idler, a piano, a pot of wine, a stream of clouds, and a person." ”

Xi Yan turned the flower stem in his hand, looked at Han Lang, and smiled brightly.

He was dazzled by her smile. She may be growing old with the years, but her eyes are still clear, her smile is still bright, as if she has not been hurt or tortured in any way, and there is no pain or unhappiness. Is it too well disguised, or is it forgotten too quickly?

Lei Yao wandered alone in the garden. Chao Yan's health was better, and when he heard that the prince was in the garden, he asked the maid to help him and went over for a walk.

"Lord Wang. ”

Hearing Chao Yan's voice, Lei Yao changed his smile, turned to her, took it from the maid's hand, and let her lean on herself.

"Why did you get out?"

"I've been in the house for a long time, and I want to come out and breathe. ”

"Yes. Be sure to let me know next time you want to come out. ”

"Yes. Chaoyan smiled. There was no smile in his eyes, and the one on his face was pretending to be for her. Isn't that okay, as long as he's willing to pretend to himself?