His thin lips called her name, and he slowly leaned over and scooped her into his arms, "You're finally back." ”

At first, the strength of her arms was only applied to her at random, and the gesture of gentle hugging rendered the taste of caution.

But the hands seemed to be enchanted, tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter, and finally clamped her fiercely like a thousand catties of soldering iron.

Xia Fanyin almost couldn't breathe, "Quan Jiu!" ”

Now that she has recovered her identity, she doesn't even have to be careful to speak, she cares about etiquette and humility, "Let me go." ”

Quan Tianjiu let go of a few strengths, bit on her earlobe, and paused word by word, "I knew that you would come back." ”

The low voice is inexplicably resolute and cold.

…………

When Yue Linfeng came, he was even ready to fight with the Quan Jiuda.

But later, when he saw him holding Her Royal Highness the Princess, he decided that this one could be postponed and not destroyed today.

He was dressed in an elegant white robe, and his handsome son was out of the dust.

As soon as the slender figure walked to the door, he heard a voice behind him, panting slightly after a trot, "Yue Linfeng!" ”

Yue Linfeng's footsteps paused slightly.

Turning around and looking at the woman's face that finally had a little blood after running, she was still wearing a veil when she came to see him that day, and her beautiful face was exposed at this moment, and she crashed into her eyes again after many years, as if she was in a different world.

He narrowed his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but shake, extremely fast and very slow, and the feeling of up and down was almost suffocating.

"What's the matter?"

The woman smiled, "Thank you for saving the princess." ”

He said coldly, "Not for you." ”

Yan Xi's eyes flashed, "I know." ”

Know?

What could she know?

Scold.

Yue Linfeng glanced at her coldly and turned around suddenly.

Yan Xi moved and unconsciously followed him, but just one step, the high threshold blocked her courage to continue to move forward.

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyelids.

…………

In the next few days, Quan Qianjiu somehow didn't let her go to the dungeon, and even let people guard it strictly, no matter how she tried to knock on the side, his attitude was very resolute.

His marriage to Yan Xi is in full swing.

Even if Xia Fanyin stayed at the gate of Qingquan Pavilion and didn't go out of the gate, she could always hear people passing by her courtyard discussing this matter.

Xiao Ran always looked at her without saying anything, her expression was even more sad than her, and even Qingsang always smiled far-fetched.

On the contrary, it was Xia Fanyin himself, who didn't know what it felt.

It's a strange feeling, like living in a shell that doesn't belong to her, watching everything around her coldly, and feeling faintly depressed in her heart, but more of it is empty and dazed.

The night before the wedding, she was curled up in bed when there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock—"

Xia Fanyin turned his back to the outside, "Xiao Ran, don't make noise." ”

Because Quan Tianjiu basically didn't knock on the door when he came in, she subconsciously thought it was Xiao Ran, until the door was directly pushed open.

Steady footsteps approached from the side, slowly walked to the bed, and after a moment of silence, scooped her up from the bed.

"Little Seven."

Xia Fanyin had a little headache and looked at him with a frown, "What?" ”

The man sat on the bed and wrapped his arms around her waist, seeing that her face was not very good, and probed her forehead, "I want you to help me with something." ”

"No."

"I didn't ask for your opinion."

“……”

She sneered, "Quan Qianjiu, why do you always brush the lower limit in front of me, the day before the wedding, stay in the hug of another woman and ask her to help you, you are really worthy of your bride tomorrow." ”

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