"Ah...... Ahh ”

Yi Zimo came back to his senses and looked at the half-wet person on the side, so he hurriedly took a clean bath towel and handed it to her, "Father...... Princess, beware of the cold......"

Not noticing the abnormality of his complexion, Xia Qianluo took the bath towel, wiped his wet hair, looked out the window and frowned slightly, and complained in a low voice, "I don't know when this rain will stop......"

Yi Zimo stood at the table, looking cautiously at the person beside him with a pair of thick black eyes. The man was so preoccupied with wiping the water from his cheeks that he didn't notice him. The long and silky hair looked a little messy at this time, and the white gauze skirt had been baptized by the rain and had become translucent at this time. Looking at the graceful figure outlined by the wet suit on the person's body, he suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was no longer the young girl she was four years ago. Thinking of this, Yi Zimo's face couldn't help but blush slightly, and he quickly turned his face. But the heart was beating wildly, and it was difficult to calm down.

"You can wipe it too."

Yi Zimo turned his face and saw the bath towel handed to him, and slowly took it in a daze. "Hmm."

Murong Chenyi stood by the window with his hands behind his back, watching the rain lapping the lotus leaves in the pool, his amber eyes faintly worried. If it had been before, he would never have bothered about it. It's just that now, in the face of that person, he has long lost the self-confidence and strategizing he once had. Every time I see that person, I feel indescribable leisure and peace in my heart. Even, he had the idea of leaving with her like this. frowned slightly, he frowned at the carved windowsill with his hands, whether he had been moved......

Xia Qianluo yawned, looked out the window, and saw that the rain had gradually stopped, "The rain has stopped." As he spoke, he stood up and looked at the people on the side, "It's not too early, so why don't you stop here today." ”

Seeing her stand up, Yi Zimo pursed his lips, and somehow, seeing that she was leaving, he was a little reluctant.

"That ......" Xia Qianluo walked to the door, and was about to look at the door, but suddenly turned around.

Yi Zimo, who was following her, panicked slightly.

"You'll have to worry more about teaching me in the future." Xia Qianluo smiled and scratched her head embarrassedly, "Because my head is not so flexible......"

Looking at such a cute person, Yi Zimo's eyebrows softened, "Hmm." He nodded slightly.

In the room, Yi Zimo reached out and gently stroked the strings that had already broken, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile.

Sister, maybe Mo'er also found that person, and that Mo'er also wanted to be a good person to her......

This summer's rain came and went quickly.

The air is filled with a fresh smell, which smells exceptionally good. Xia Qianluo walked onto the small bridge, and the railing of the white marble was washed by the rain, and it looked so white and clear in the moonlight. His eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a goose-yellow jade strung with a red rope on the ground next to the railing. "It'......" she frowned slightly, bent down and picked it up. When she saw the words on the jade clearly, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The rain seems to have stopped. An Yiran put down the medical book in his hand and looked at the bright moon that reappeared outside the window. His eyes drooped slightly, and his slender hand involuntarily stroked into his sleeve. Suddenly, he shook the ground, and there was no ...... Why is that piece of jade gone? Did it fall somewhere? panicked in his heart for no reason, that was the only thing his mother left him......

He stood up, opened the door and walked out.

Where the hell is it...... An Yiran walked onto the small bridge where he met the man during the day, and bent down to look for the figure of the jade stone urgently.

"Are you looking for this?"

Hearing the sound, An Yiran raised his head and saw a white dress at the head of the bridge, like a fairy who was independent after this fresh rain.

Xia Qianluo looked at him, An Yiran had changed into a dark green robe at this time, and his white face was even more crystal clear, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his thin lips were pink.

An Yiran looked at the red rope she was carrying in her hand, and her face stiffened slightly.

"Is this really yours?" Looking at his unusual face, Xia Qianluo was a little surprised.

An Yiran pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to her and whispered, "Give it back to me." ”

Xia Qianluo approached and gently put the jade into his hand.

Looking down at the jade in the palm of his hand, he couldn't help but settle down a little. "Thank you." Grabbing the jade into the palm of his hand, he said lightly.

"You're not going to say anything?" Xia Qianluo stepped forward.

An Yiran stopped leaving, "This is my private matter. The indifferent voice was colder than usual.

"I ......" looked at his cold eyes, and there was a piercing chill. Xia Qianluo bit her lip, "I have no malice...... If you need my help......"

"No, I don't." He said lightly, "I don't care about this matter for a long time. ”

"How so!" Came to him, "That day, you were so sad......"

The body shook slightly, An Yiran turned his face and deliberately said coldly, "I said I don't care." ”

"If you really don't care, why did you come so anxiously to find it just now?"

"......" looked at the eyes that seemed to see through him, An Yiran was dumbfounded, and his beautiful face was slightly discolored.

"Are you his relative? …… Why don't you recognize him? ”

"......" pursed her lips tightly, and her lips were a little white.

"Ann is also ......"

"Even if it is the princess's husband, there is no need for the princess to ask about this matter!" Clenched into fists, the voice seemed to come out of his throat.

Xia Qianluo was slightly shocked, the person in front of her lost her usual indifference and calmness, she had never seen him so excited.

"Bang ......" The little guy who played the watch passed by, and when he saw that it was the two of them, he hurriedly saluted.

Glancing at the little guy on the side, An Yiran lowered his head and hugged his fist towards Xia Qianluo, "If the princess is fine, she will go back first." With that, he walked away quickly.

"Wait ......," Xia Qianluo opened his mouth but did not continue.

Listening to the distant sound of the watch, looking at the figure that left in a hurry, she frowned slightly.

Walking on the way back to the dormitory, Xia Qianluo pondered, what is going on, and what is the relationship between An Yiran and the horse breeder? Will it be father and son? But listening to Lingxi, isn't he the son of the Imperial Doctor? How can they have the same jade as the horse breeder......

Chenyi! She stopped suddenly. Maybe he'll know! So he hurriedly turned around and walked towards Murong Chenyi's courtyard.

An Yiran rushed back to the room and slammed the door shut. At the same time, at the moment when the door was closed, as if he had exhausted all his strength, his body collapsed and slowly fell to the ground, and his hand holding the jade tightly trembled uncontrollably. I don't care...... I said I don't care......