Back at the palace, Yefang had really returned, and the coachman was unloading the car, and when he saw her, he was stunned at first, and then recognized her, so he asked with concern: "Where did Aunt Hua go?" ”

Hua Qianshu said casually: "Seeing that the moonlight is good, I stepped on the moon and returned, walking slowly." ”

went straight into the palace and returned to his neon dress hall.

The light was on in her room, and Hua Qianshu couldn't help but tremble in her heart, afraid that she would stay in front of her at night, and she was a little timid in her heart, and she didn't know how to face it.

Hard-headed, he withdrew the walnuts and walked in by himself.

There was a mellow smell of wine in the room, which seemed to be hot and thick because of the candle flame.

Yefang leaned on the head of her bed, already asleep, holding her half-reading notebook in his hand.

Under the quiet candlelight, his thin lips were pursed, and his thick eyelashes covered all the emotions under his eyes, and he was no longer shrewd, fierce, complex, deep, cold, and easy to approach.

His cheeks were a little red, and between his breaths, the hot smell of wine spurted out, and when he inhaled again, the whole person seemed to be getting more and more drunk.

A lock of hair hung down from his forehead and landed on Yingting's nose, jumping with his breathing.

Hua Qianshu has been standing in front of him, looking at him quietly like this, the hard shell in his heart gradually cracked, revealing a soft and delicate color.

He had obviously drunk a lot of wine, but he still remembered his promise to be fit to explain to himself?

This matter, as if to explain the reason, has become less important, after all, she is a person who can make tears into laughter with a piece of candy.

She gently helped him take off his boots, but he was still not awake, lacking the vigilance he had used to have. Obviously, really drunk.

She gently took the notebook in his hand away, only to find that in his other hand, he was holding something tightly and clenching it very tightly.

It is a sachet embroidered with colorful embroidery thread.

She naturally remembers.

Night release has always been worn close to the body, regarded as a treasure. Even after getting drunk, he even held it in the palm of his hand.

She tried to put his hand aside so that it wouldn't press her heart.

Ye Fang, who had been sleeping groggyly, suddenly woke up, and waved Hua Qianshu aside with a strong force, and then checked the sachet in his hand babyishly, turning it over and over.

Hua Qianshu was caught off guard, and was shocked by his sudden surging force, staggered back, and stumbled on the corner of the table on the side before he stabilized his figure.

Ye Fang raised his face and saw that it was Hua Qianshu, but he didn't get up, and his first sentence was: "What do you want to do?"

Hua Qianshu understood that he was referring to the sachet, his incomparably precious sachet, and he was questioning himself why he was touching that thing.

It was clearly the object of the daughter's house.

It couldn't have been sent to him by Feng Jiuge.

This sachet is too important, and she can't move it even if she spends a thousand trees.

She reluctantly tugged at the corners of her lips: "I just want you to sleep well." ”

At this time, it seems that the night is completely awake, and it is just a subconscious reaction. He sat up and got out of bed barefoot: "Did I hurt you in time?"

It hurts, it hurts.

When he said that, he shook his head lightly: "No." ”

Ye Fang took the sachet into his arms, did not explain a word, just was silent for a while, and then asked aloud: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me in the carriage? Where did you go?"

Hua Qianshu had completely lost the sharpness and sharpness of negative energy at this time, and replied honestly: "It's too stuffy in the carriage, I walked all the way back and got lost." ”

Ye Fang let out a "oh" and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly: "I drank too much today." ”

Hua Qianshu said softly again: "Then go to bed early." ”

"I still have something to say to you. Ye Fang rubbed his face vigorously, but he didn't know where to open for a while.

Hua Qianshu smiled: "The prince doesn't need to explain, and he doesn't need to explain." If there's anything to say, I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

You don't understand, today, what I care about is only your attitude towards me, not some so-called reason.

Your reaction to me is the best explanation.

Ye Fang raised his face and looked at her silently: "I don't want you to be sad because of a misunderstanding." ”

Hua Qianshu easily pointed to his arms in a joking tone: "If Uncle Seven Emperors cares, why don't you explain why you are so nervous about this sachet?"

Suddenly, a cold air swept over the night and passed by. He stared at Hua Qianshu and said word by word: "Why are you interested in this sachet?"

Hua Qianshu intuitively felt that this sachet was like that woman, so sensitive in the heart of the Seventh Emperor Uncle that no one else could touch it.

She shrugged her shoulders as she pretended to be indifferent, and raised her hand to wipe the gloom from her face: "You don't want to explain, it's just that I mentioned it casually." I'm only interested because you're too nervous. ”

Ye Fang's eyes suddenly tightened, staring at her sleeve burningly: "How can there be blood on your body?"

Hua Qianshu hurriedly looked down and saw that there were really a few drops of dirty blood on his sleeve. Presumably, it was Shicai who beat that Xie Zizhang too forgetfully, and he didn't even notice that his nosebleed was stained on his body.

This matter must not be told to the night release.

She restrained the panic on her face, and said casually: "On the way back, there was a child who injured his hand while playing with a cannonball, and I should have infected it when I was helping him treat his wound." ”

Ye Fang's eyes flickered a few times, probably because he thought her explanation was reasonable, so he didn't dig deeper.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Hua Qianshu touched his face: "Then I'll go down and wash, Lord Wang, please poop." ”

Worried that he would see any flaws again, he went out in a panic.

She was a little scared to go back to the house to face the night, and she waited for a long time before she finished washing. Seeing that Yefang had never had the intention of going back to the Star Garden to rest, he could only reluctantly return to the bedroom, and the nightfang wine was rising, and he was already lying on the bed and falling asleep.

She hesitated, not knowing whether she should climb into bed or run to Walnut's room and squeeze in.

You can't just stand until dawn, tossing all night, and you're already exhausted.

"A thousand trees!"

Ye Fang suddenly whispered.

She turned her face to look, and the night was like a nightmare, raising her hand to cover her heart tightly, her sword eyebrows were frowned, and her face was in pain.

Her feet felt like they were nailed to the ground, and she couldn't take a step.

Yefang's hand is getting tighter and tighter, there are green tendons on the back of his hand, and there is cold sweat on his forehead, as if he is bearing it...... Ten thousand arrows save the heart.

She finally couldn't bear it, walked to the side of the bed contradictoryly, and said softly, "I'm here." ”

Ye Fang seemed to feel something, and put down a hand that was holding her heart, and held her hand precisely. At first, it was tight and painful, but gradually it began to relax, and her brow gradually relaxed, but she still held her hand and refused to let go.

Hua Qianshu lay down beside him, and the originally empty bed seemed to be a little crowded because of his presence, and he couldn't even breathe well.

She closed her eyes, trying to calm her flustered heartbeat, feeling the heat transmitted by the palms of his large hands, as if drunk by the smell of alcohol he exhaled, and soon fell asleep.