Chapter Seventy-Five: Concern
Wen Nian and Yu Yao turned to look. Ju Bian was wearing a plain blue cloak, standing in the night, he looked particularly delicate in the dark, his hair was tied up casually, and his light-colored eyes looked at her gently.
For some reason, Yu Yao immediately wanted to secretly withdraw her hand from Wen Nian's hand, Wen Nian held it very tightly, Yu Yao looked up at him, and saw that his face was calm and gentle, and he couldn't see his expression, as if the person holding his hand hard was not him.
Yu Yao didn't want to move too much, so she simply stopped struggling and blocked it with a cloak.
Ju Bian saw clearly that the other one was Wen Nian, his gaze stayed on his face for a moment, then turned to their clasped hands, and squinted: "Gongzi Wen is visiting late at night, why don't you go to the main gate." ”
This is the first time Ju Bian has seen Wen Nian so closely, by the moonlight, Ju Bian was surprised by Wen Nian's appearance, although he had watched from afar at the Lantern Parade, and he knew that he was not as handsome as a mortal, but the heavens were always more eccentric than you imagined, and created a near-perfect face in front of him like a carving. Wen Nian was a whole head taller than Ju Bian, and the moonlight sprinkled on him, like flowing light, making him shine in the darkness.
Wen Nian was dressed in white, his sleeves and robes were properly ironed and elegant, and he exuded a careless arrogance and loneliness. Even standing next to the most noble princess will not be looked down upon in the slightest. Instead, he felt that the two of them were very compatible, and Ju Bian was stung somewhere in his heart by this thought, and his brows furrowed.
"Because she can't go through the front door." Wen Nian's tone is much lighter than usual.
Yu Yao didn't go back to the house, although she hid it from the entire princess's mansion, she knew in her heart that Ju Bian must know that she didn't come back. But she was surprised that Wen Nian knew it too, and said it so generously.
Ju Bian didn't expect Yu Yao to even tell Wen Nian such a thing, his warm expression was no longer as gentle as just now, and his sense of alienation immediately appeared: "Since the princess has been sent, then Wen Gongzi please go back." The prince came late at night, and if he suddenly was in the house tomorrow, he was afraid that it would damage the reputation of the princess, and it would be inconvenient to stay overnight. His small body was straight, and his demeanor was calm when he spoke, neither humble nor arrogant.
Yu Yao saw that Ju Bian had given the eviction order so quickly, and she was a little overwhelmed.
Ju Bian is young, and his height has just caught up with Yu Yao, although he has grown taller in the past few months, but compared to Wen Nian, it is a gap that requires him to look up. Yu Yao peeked at his expression, and said in his heart that he might have a little misunderstanding of Wen Nian, after all, Wen Nian saved his life this time, and it was really inappropriate to drive people away as soon as he arrived.
Yu Yao gently broke away from the hand she was holding, and Wen Nian didn't stop it this time. She turned to Wen Nian and said, "It's not in the way, my reputation is ......" Yu Yao paused, smiled bitterly and continued: "Is there anything more to lose?" If you want to stay and rest for the night, the princess's mansion is full of rooms. After speaking, he turned his head and gave Ju Bian a reassuring smile.
Ju Bian lowered his head and said no more, his hand quietly clutching the corner of his clothes.
Wen Nian bowed his head slightly and looked at Yu Yao: "You have a good rest, I'll come to see you another day." He smiled again: "Don't worry, you don't have to carry your oil bottle on the way back, it will naturally be much faster." ”
I didn't expect him to be in the mood to joke at this time. Yu Yao suddenly reacted and said that he was a drag oil bottle, and she had always felt that Wen Nian was the drag oil bottle of Princess Yongxing? Why was he beaten upside down first.
Yu Yao pretended to frown angrily: "I shouldn't care about your cold face." ”
When Wen Nian heard the word "care", his eyebrows were dyed with a soft smile. Ju Bian couldn't help but glance up at Yu Yao when he heard this.
Only Yu Yao herself was stupid and didn't know it, her unconsciousness was like a pebble gently thrown into the calm water, and the lake couldn't help but flutter with this son.
While speaking, Wen Nian and Ju Bian said goodbye to each other, and before Yu Yao could react, Wen Nian had already disappeared.