Chapter 3: His Depth

Although Ye Youlan said that she regretted it and didn't want to obey the Night Emperor's will anymore, she couldn't do it in the end.

Thinking of the parents who were held in the hands of the Night Emperor, and the aunt in the hands of the Queen Mother, they didn't have the courage to dismantle everything after all.

After Yun Qing left, she locked herself in her room and cried for two whole hours.

When I went to see Xiao Yan, her eyes were still a little swollen, Xiao Yan looked at her red and swollen eyes and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"The concubine is fine."

The man's always warm face sank at the moment.

There was also a flash of depth in his eyes that Ye Youlan couldn't understand.

"I know that this matter is embarrassing for you, it is because I have not thought about it, although you came to the southern country with her, but now you are a woman in my harem, and you are naturally no different from her."

"It's not because of this." Not to cry about it.

Ye Youlan didn't say the second half of the sentence, obviously there were many things between them that could not be explained.

A wedding dress is really nothing to her, she cries that she can't hold on, so many lives are in the hands of the Night Emperor.

What should she do?

"Why is that?" The man got up and came to her side, but he also stood still for one meter, no longer half a minute away.

Half a year ago, after Xiao Yan learned that Yunqing was the person he saved when he was a child and had been together for a month, he never got close to the harem for half a minute.

Obviously, he cares about that person.

It's just that person, not Yunqing!

Ye Youlan couldn't say this.

The man's tone was always gentle, but this gentleness made Ye Youlan's heart tear and hurt, and she shook her head and said, "It's the news of the Sima Mansion of the Night Country, my mother is sick." ”

A casual excuse, crying is reasonable.

Ye Youlan lowered her head, not seeing the flash of contraction in the man's eyes, only to hear the man sigh: "Since you are already from my southern country, don't put your heart in the night country." ”

In the tone, there seems to be some kind of prophetic seeing.

The clothes flashed in the dark, Xiao Yan sat back in his place, and his warm voice was a little alienated: "Show me the style of the wedding dress." ”

"Yes."

Ye Youlan was already in a bad mood, but at this moment, she was torn together because of the man's words.

The wedding dress ......!

That scene flashed unconsciously in my mind: "When the palace grows up, let my father go to the night country to propose marriage, and you will be my crown princess." ”

On that day, he gave her the jade he had with him, which was a token of love that she understood.

She only knew that she was the crown prince, but she didn't know that she was the prince of the southern kingdom, and probably the heavens also thought that they were not related, so the piece of jade fell on her birthday last year.

Now that he is getting married, she has to endure the pain in her heart to make a wedding dress for him.

Ye Youlan handed him the style pattern she had prepared, Xiao Yan looked at the pattern carefully, and then chose a more favorite one for her.

"That's it."

"Yes."

Looking at the pattern handed to her by the man, Ye Youlan's hands couldn't stop trembling when she took it.

This, and her favorite, would wear it at his wedding, but the person who wore it...... Not destined to be himself.

Xiao Yan came to her, as if she was just trying to choose a style of clothes.

Although it was just a casual thing, Ye Youlan still felt ...... He is really good to Yunqing, and he does everything in the wedding.

Looking at the dark back in the distance, I took a deep breath, and my nose felt even more sour.

And the clothes that were originally around the corner also disappeared when Xiao Yan left.

……

Lan Xuan Pavilion.

Ye Youlan, the misty threading needle and thread, next to the basket is her favorite alizarin red, when I was in Sima Mansion before, I thought that if I married him one day, I must make an alizarin red wedding dress.

"Beauty, it's late at night, can you rest first?"

"Go down!" Ye Youlan's tone was cold.

The voice was still hoarse after crying.

Obviously, today's reminder made her helplessness and heartache that she had finally forced herself to forget dissipate like this.

What is left at the moment is just solemnity.

Early the next morning.

A person came from Lan Xuan Pavilion, "Miss." ”

"Yuan'er?"