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Xue Rou saw that Ah Yan's face was pale but still looking at her and King Jing, and couldn't help frowning: "Ah Yan, you go outside and lie down and rest." After speaking, seeing Ah Yan open his mouth, he wanted to refuse, Xue Rou said lightly: "If you want to say a word, I will immediately throw your prince out!" ā
Ah Yan gritted his teeth and glared at Xue Rou, his face was angry, and after a while, he snorted, and went directly to the outer room and lay on the couch.
Xue Rou's eyes softened by his appearance, Ah Yan was as Di Huan said, her temperament was as simple as a blank paper, she glanced at Xia Yi lightly, and Xia Yi consciously retreated.
After waiting for everyone to leave, Xue Rou looked at Di Huan's already sweaty cheeks under the mask, and reached out to take off his mask, but she didn't want Di Huan to be still on guard in a daze, and felt that someone was going to take the mask, grabbed her hand and whispered, "Don't ......"
Xue Rou saw him speak, and couldn't help but get closer and said softly: "Di Huan, you have a fever now, and the mask needs to be taken off to dissipate heat." ā
"Don't ......"
Xue Rou looked at Di Huan, who was stubborn in a coma, and suddenly laughed somehow, still remembering that when she was still in Yinfu, every time the young Ayao was sick and didn't want to take medicine, she always grabbed her hand like this, coquettish and crying, and kept saying in her mouth......
"Don't ...... Sister ......"
Xue Rou listened to the sound in her ears that was so weak that it seemed to be an auditory hallucination, like a lightning strike, her body froze violently, and she suddenly lowered her head and looked at Di Huan.
Di Huan closed his eyes tightly, and his lips opened and closed: "Sister...... Don't ......"
Xue Rou's expression turned pale in an instant, her fingers tightly grasped Di Huan's hand, her eyes looked at Di Huan in a coma in a daze, and suddenly saw a little gold next to his unbuttoned shirt, she remembered in a trance that she had seen Di Huan play with this thing more than once, and hurriedly reached out to take it, but she was stunned in place.
It is a gold-inlaid butterfly-shaped pearl hairpin, it can be seen that the craftsmanship is extremely exquisite, but the hairpin seems to have been burned by the fire, revealing speckled black, and on the butterfly wings, the place that originally seemed to be inlaid with pearls is empty, this hairpin looks very old, old like a defective product dug out of the soil, but Xue Rou's hands couldn't help but tremble, she suddenly returned to the time of the Yin family fire, and stuffed Ah Yao into the box, and the one inserted in the keyhole was the bead butterfly hairpin.
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"The prince is really interested."
"Ning Gongzi won the award, this king just suddenly remembered that an old man was about to reach his birthday, and she liked hostas the most in the past, so she learned to carve them indiscriminately."
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"Ning Gongzi's words have also been said to this king, she loves green bamboo and magnolia, and has also praised the mutton fat hosta for being white and flawless, and the green silk is better than thousands of gold and silver threads.
"Oh, what a coincidence? That person is the prince's confidante? ā
"It's not."
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"Why did the prince come to Beijing at this time?"
"I don't know why, maybe I want to come and see, maybe I ...... It's unwilling. ā
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"Sister, when Ayao grows up, I must find the best warm jade in the world for my sister to carve into a hairpin and give it to my sister ...... by hand."
Xue Rou bit her lip tightly, looking at Di Huan on the couch in a daze, she trembled her fingers and touched the scar on the side of Di Huan's face, slowly walked up, carefully took off the mask on his face, the face that caught her eyes suddenly made her tears, half of that face had already been destroyed, densely covered with scars left after burns, and the other side was as white as a fine white jade, with thick sword eyebrows like peaks, a high nose bridge, tight lips, and clear edges and corners like engravings, which were exactly the same as the grandfather back then......
Tears came out of her eyes in an instant, and Xue Rou looked at this face with hazy eyes, a face that would only appear in a dream every night.
Ah Yao...... He is Ah Yao, and he is her Ah Yao......
Xue Rou bit her lip tightly, her fingers covered the terrifying half of her face like a rakshasa, but her eyes, which had already dried up crying, were filled with tears again, and drop by drop rolled down, down her cheeks and on her hands, and on Di Huan's face...... Ah Yao, her Ah Yao, what did he go through back then to become what he is today, why, why did the Yin clan sink into hell, and she became a wandering spirit for thirteen years, her Ah Yao still has to bear this, why!!
A murderous aura suddenly erupted from Xue Rou's body, and the kind of cold and bloody startled Xia Yi and the others hurriedly stepped forward, but before they could enter, they heard Xue Rou say coldly: "Don't come in!" ā
The voice was like a ghost of hell, so cold that it was terrifying, and Xia Yi paused suddenly, not daring to step into it.
Xue Rou took a deep breath and gently stroked Di Huan's cheek, she had already discovered that she was not the only one in Jingzhong who was targeting the royal family, especially after someone suddenly killed her on Yin Zhao's side in Zhongzhou, she suspected that there was another person in Jingzhong who also had the same thoughts as her, but she never guessed that this person would be Di Huan, let alone Di Huan, who had been missing for twenty years and whose whereabouts were unknown.
No wonder Ming Jiufang would act like that at the beginning, no wonder Di Huan would have a letter from King Beirong, no wonder he never interfered or even faintly helped after vaguely guessing that he was acting, and even more so that Zhaorong was so frightened that he was almost delirious after seeing Di Huan......
She gently put Di Huan's mask back on, and the entire cabin was silent as if nothing had happened.
When Di Huan woke up, it was already the next day, Ah Yan was beside Di Huan, and when he opened his eyes, he was a little stunned, he seemed to hear someone call him Ah Yao when he was unconscious, and the cheeks under the mask still vaguely remembered the warmth and sorrow when tears fell, he looked at his palms with some frowns, and vaguely felt that there were warm hands holding him last night, that feeling ...... It's like a sister......
"Ayan." Di Huan was hoarse.
Ah Yan, who was originally resting, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Di Huan with surprise in his eyes, "Lord Wang, you finally woke up." ā
Di Huan sat up with Ah Yan's hand on his hand, then looked at the surrounding furnishings and asked, "But you have been taking care of this king last night?" ā
Ah Yan paused and shook his head, "It's not me, it's Xue Rou." ā
"She?" Di Huan was stunned, and suddenly remembered that last night, when Xia Yi had nowhere to escape with him on his back, it was Xue Rou and Rong Jing who suddenly appeared and took him on the water exquisite flower boat to survive, and Ah Yan and them were also able to escape smoothly because of the rescue of Xue Rou's men on the long street, his eyes darkened, and the vague feeling made his heart palpitate, he couldn't help coughing lightly twice and asked, "What about Xue Rou?" (To be continued.) )