When Jun Moying returned to Fengyang Palace, Feng Qian was already asleep on the bed.

The bun that Dongyang had just combed for her was removed by her, and her hair was covered with green silk on the bed without restraint, and the black patch made her little face whiter and whiter.

Listening to her fine and even breathing, Jun Moying's originally irritable mood calmed down a little.

Walking over with light steps, looking at her quiet sleeping face, he took off his robe and lay down beside her lightly.

But somehow, despite his movements so lightly, Feng Qian still woke up.

She looked at him in a daze, opened and closed her eyes, as if still intoxicated by her unawake dreams.

Then, like a cat, he leaned towards his chest and sniffed hard.

Jun Moying was stunned, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Feng Qian said sullenly: "Didn't you go to find that Yu Fanghua?" I smell if you've done anything to be sorry for me. ”

She said as she continued to sniff vigorously a few times.

It wasn't until I confirmed that there was no aroma of fat powder that I finally nestled in his arms honestly and obediently didn't move.

Jun Moying was stunned again, it turned out that this little thing knew it.

sighed lightly: "Fool." Jun Moying shook her head helplessly, "It's just a folk woman who appears casually, do you think I'm so untempted?" ”

"What's casual?" Feng Qian asked rhetorically, and then chuckled almost inaudibly.

If it was really casual, he wouldn't have looked like that at the time.

Jun Moying noticed the fleeting slight arc at the corner of her mouth, her eyes darkened a little, and the hands holding her couldn't help but take her into her arms and circle her tighter.

"Shallow."

Obviously it was such a simple two words, obviously two words that he had called thousands of times, but Feng Qian was stunned to hear a trace of difficulty from his tone, and ...... Struggle.

"Huh?" She arched her head over his chest and looked up at him.

Because he just woke up, his wide-open starry eyes were still a little confused and coquettish.

With a tight pursing of his lips, Jun Moying asked in a calm voice, "That day...... You've seen it all, haven't you? ”

Feng Qian's pupils shrank, but she was taken away again.

The smile forcibly took his eyes off him and returned to his arms, Feng Qian slowly closed his eyes, rested his forehead on his chest, and spoke in a low voice.

"Which day?" She paused, then asked, "What do you see?" ”

Do you love Fangfei?

If that's what he asked, now is that what he meant to confess to her?

Feng Qian's heart was a little difficult to distinguish for a while, and he didn't know how to describe this feeling, he seemed to want to know, and he seemed to be afraid to know.

If it weren't for the appearance of Yu Fanghua today, she would rather never mention this matter again than want to know the so-called truth.

Often the truth is the most cruel.

"Shallow, don't pretend to be stupid with me."

Jun Moying refused to let her go so easily, he finally decided to say it, how could he get by so lightly?

His body stepped back slightly, widening the distance between her face and his, and his large palm slowly cupped her thin little face, forcing her to raise her head and meet her own.

"In the forbidden land, you have been in the forbidden land for so long, and you really haven't seen anything?" Jun Moying's phoenix eyes stared at her deeply.