Twenty-fourth

Listening to a chaotic sound of footsteps gradually moving away, I still didn't dare to move, although I had lightened my strength, I still maintained the posture of hugging Nan Chengyao's waist.

He didn't move, he didn't speak, and in the silence of the room, there was a slight spill of moonlight pouring in, and there was a sense of peace and tranquility.

After a while, Xunyun's voice resounded outside the door: "Your Highness, the crown prince and his people have left." ”

The strings that had been tense in my heart finally relaxed.

And the embarrassment that had been temporarily put aside by the tense and saber-rattling atmosphere also followed.

I didn't want him to notice, and I didn't want to be too deliberate and pretentious, so I quietly and gently let go of the hand around his waist, and then quietly moved to the side of the bed.

Suddenly, I realized that the reason why Xunyun didn't enter the dormitory, but replied at the door, was it because he was afraid that I would be embarrassed, after all, they were all outside the hall when they were acting before, and they knew it clearly.

My cheeks immediately burned hot, and I couldn't help but be glad that there were no lights and candles in the room at the moment, and my embarrassment was able to hide in the darkness.

Nan Chengyao didn't make fun of me, but his voice sounded slightly smiling, and he opened his mouth and instructed Xunyun: "Go to Guimo Pavilion and get a clean dress for the princess." ”

I just remembered that my clothes were sprinkled with wine, and now I am afraid that I can't wear them, and I want to retreat when I hear Xunyun's answer, and I hurriedly stop her: "The tired girl appeases Shuying for me, I haven't returned overnight, she must be worried." ”

Xunyun replied respectfully outside the door: "Don't worry, princess, Xunyun knows what to do." ”

The sound of her footsteps faded away, and there was only me and Nan Chengyao in the whole dormitory, and I told myself not to think about it, but there was no way to be calm and calm while only wearing a robe and sleeping with him.

He relaxed and leaned on the head of the bed, not speaking, but I knew he wasn't asleep, and I could even feel his gaze falling on me in the dark.

The air was filled with the aroma of wine and the ambiguous smell of nothingness, I took a deep breath, and then said with some unnatural words: "Is Your Highness's injury okay?"

He laughed: "When the saber was tense just now, the princess was still calm, why is she nervous now, is she afraid of me?"

I forced myself to speak calmly: "Your Highness is laughing, the crown prince has left, what do I have to be nervous about." ”

As soon as the words fell, I only felt a tightness in my arms, and then my body was suddenly wrapped around him and hugged into my arms, and his slight smile caught in my ears: "What now?"

My cheeks were burned, my skin was piercing through the fabric, I could feel the warmth and masculinity coming from him, and I could even hear my own heartbeat.

After the initial convulsions, I struggled to push him away, but he wouldn't let go, smiling lazily on his lips, trapping me in his arms.

I reluctantly spoke: "Your Highness, your injury." ”

He laughed: "It hurts, so the princess should stop moving, so I can save some energy." ”

I could feel that there was no affection in his actions, but only a playful desire to see my peace in front of people disappear.

Thinking about it like this, he slowly calmed down, and said with a slight smile: "Why doesn't Your Highness let me go first, is it so fun to play tricks on Qing'er?"

I waited for him to sneer at him, but after a long time, I still didn't get a response from him, and I was a little puzzled, he shouldn't be angry, so I looked up, but saw that his eyes were dull, dark as night, I couldn't read it, I couldn't distinguish it, but my heart trembled for no reason.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, I followed his line of sight and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Because of Fang Cai's struggle, the brocade quilt has quietly slipped off at some point, and the snow-like skin on the shoulders, neck and arms is exposed to the faint moonlight.

And as far as his eyes could see, it was the phoenix painted of alchemy cinnabar on my left arm.

I was so embarrassed that I hurriedly reached out to pull the brocade to cover it, but he held it down, and his cool fingers gently brushed the outline of the phoenix.

My body trembled uncontrollably, and I couldn't speak for a while, I just felt that it was difficult to breathe.

He still didn't speak, just kept his slender fingertips on my left arm.

I forced myself to speak, breaking this overly ambiguous atmosphere, although I was smiling, my voice was somewhat stiff: "Qing'er was robbed when she was young, and after falling off the cliff, she was fortunately rescued by a nobleman. However, there was no way to fade the scar on his left arm, so he painted a phoenix with alchemy cinnabar to cover it. ”

My words finally pulled back his thoughts, and he slowly withdrew his hand, and his dark eyes seemed to have some uncontrollable temperature, but he finally forced himself down.

He took his eyes off the phoenix on my left arm and looked into my eyes instead, but finally just smiled and said, "It's beautiful." ”