Chapter 207: His Cinnabar Mole, His White Moonlight

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When Yi Xuan saw the scar, her pupils shrank slightly.

The bulge is hideous, as Zhao Zhen said, it is not good-looking at all.

But how can there be a scar in this world that is beautiful?

She was so distressed, she felt so sad that she wanted to cry at the thought that she had been stabbed in this position.

Her eyelashes twitched slightly, her head bowed, her lips touching the scar, and a tear rolled down.

She wanted him to know that she didn't dislike it at all.

She loved him, loved his glory and the scars behind his glory.

Zhao Zhen was shocked by her reaction.

It was as if his chest had been knocked down, his heart was beating extremely fast, and ecstasy and bitterness were mixed.

All along, his love for her was far greater than her love for him.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't force her to give him the same love, as long as she can stay by his side and give him a little care from time to time.

He didn't even dare to marry her, let alone ask her to love him?

She wasn't a person with a lot of feelings.

She was quiet and indifferent, she began to learn those cold power techniques when she was very young, grew up, strategized in the court, and then served as a pacification envoy for four years, operating and calculating.

She is used to calculating and measuring before doing things, and is cautious about her feelings.

She has always been, so depressed herself.

Zhao Zhen longed for her love for herself a little more, and felt that this was enough.

She didn't like him that much.

In this case, even if he dies on the battlefield one day, she won't be sad for too long......

Yixuan tilted her face up, smiled very well-behaved, and there was a shy glint in her eyes, "Does it hurt?" โ€

He shook his head.

Yixuan stretched out her fingers, the girl's little hands were very soft, the fingers were thin and white, and she gently stroked the lines of the scar, and her voice was soft: "Get better quickly." โ€

The heart stopped for a moment.

Zhao Zhen's eyes were dark, staring at her, licking her dry lips, reaching out, and hooking her chin with his index finger.

She blinked ignorantly.

"Don't dislike it?"

She thought he was too good, "If I had a scar on my body one day, would you hate it?" โ€

"No, it won't." How can it be?

Yixuan smiled, "That's right." If I like you, I will like all of you the most. โ€

Zhao Zhen was almost speechless.

He had dreamed that she would love him like that.

He dreamed that she loved him like this.

He stroked her head, "Come here." โ€

She obediently leaned her head over.

Zhao Zhen kissed her on the forehead and said, "Don't lie to me, I will believe it." โ€

"I didn't lie to you." She was wronged.

"Okay." He laughed.

Even if it is for her words, he has to live well and live with her as an old grandfather and old lady.

Grow old together.

Yixuan smiled sweetly, and suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

Then she poked him in the face: "You have lost a lot of weight, will I let someone cook porridge for you to eat?" โ€

"Yes."

Yi Xuan ordered to go down, and after a while, the maid brought porridge and vegetables, and Yi Xuan personally fed Zhao Zhen after eating. It was getting late, and Zhao Zhen asked her to go back to sleep.

He was reluctant to let her little baby stay up all night to take care of him.

"I'm not going back." Yi Xuan hugged his neck and coquettishly, her eyes were shining, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and you are still willing to drive me away?" โ€

Reluctant.

During his time in prison, he thought she was going crazy, and she appeared in his dreams every night.

When I woke up the next day, I was even more disappointed.

Zhao Zhen scratched her nose, "Then you lie down." "We slept together.

Yi Xuan said "grace", took off her coat, lifted the quilt and lay on the inside of the bed.

She slept soundly and didn't move and press him.

Zhao Zhen injured her left shoulder and couldn't hold her, she consciously wrapped it up, hugged the man's arm with her hand, leaned over with her face, and was very happy.

Zhao Zhen kissed the top of her hair.

"Yixuan, I have wronged you these days."

His voice was a little hoarse, full of self-reproach.

When he was in prison, Liao Hua told him that His Majesty would send someone to take Yixuan into the palace every day. He was angry, but nothing could be changed.

He couldn't protect her.

can only suffer in this dim prison, day after day, hopelessly waiting for Wei Xiang's rescue.

For the first time, he felt so incompetent.

Even if he was deeply trapped in the enemy camp and humiliated, it didn't make him desperate during that time.

He was afraid that she would be bullied.

He was afraid that she would call him by name when she was helpless, and would not get a response.

There was another point that terrified him deeply.

He was afraid that Yixuan would be tempted by Zhao Yan.

When he was young, he once thought that Zhiluo loved Zhao Yan, and they did seem to be a good match.

That's what everyone in the palace thinks.

Fairy couple.

Every time he heard someone talk about this, he would walk away angrily, in fact, he was crazy with jealousy.

Why wasn't he standing by Zhiluo's side?

However, one day, Wei Xiang told him that Zhiluo had rejected Zhao Yan's offer to marry.

He was so happy that day, he drank with his soldiers, and he was so drunk that his mind was full of her.

She is his heart demon, his cinnabar mole and his white moonlight.

Now she is his wife.

He doesn't allow anyone to touch it, he can only belong to him.

Zhao Zhen buried his head in Yixuan's neck, and his voice was a little muffled: "Yixuan, tell me, do you like him a little?" โ€

He closed his eyes and waited anxiously for an answer.

"Who?" Yixuan stretched out her little hand and touched the man's head.

After a pause, he said, "Zhao Yan." โ€

Yi Xuan didn't expect him to ask such a question.

It's so angry.

He always didn't believe her.

Yixuan withdrew her hand, and her tone was unpleasant: "What do you say? โ€

Zhao Zhen was silent.

For a moment, he bit her collarbone.

The girl's skin was as tender as a petal, and it turned red when she bit it, Zhao Zhen looked at the red and was a little stunned, and touched it with her lips.

Don't blame him.

He was scared, really scared.

He even thought that even if she really had a little thought about Zhao Yan, don't tell him.

He couldn't afford it.

Yixuan was bitten a little itchy by him, giggled and pushed her away, touched the man's cheeks with both hands, and smiled obediently.

"No, not really. Do you believe me? โ€

The man's dark eyes stared at her, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he nodded.

"Although I grew up with Zhao Yan and had a little friendship in the same boat, but you know, I am a ...... person" She puffed out her cheeks, thinking about how to organize the language, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "There is a clear distinction between public and private." โ€

Zhao Zhen was stunned.

He smiled widely, thinking to himself why she was so cute, and she used both public and private reasons.

"It's true." Yi Xuan glared at him, and the pink fist gently smashed into his chest, and he also let her smash it, and the punch was like a drum, beating him in the heart.

She suddenly quieted down, lowered her eyes embarrassedly, and said in a small voice, "I have never believed in this kind of relationship between men and women, I like you, probably because, you are the first person to be so good to me." โ€

She's so stingy, so stingy that if people don't put their hearts naked in front of her, she won't try to like them.

She is very stingy again, and after she is so stingy that she likes someone, she will not have a little extra liking to others.

Zhao Zhen was the first person to put her heart in front of her.

His love reassured her, let her come out of her closed world little by little, and be brave enough to like him.

He really didn't know that this was the bravest thing she had ever done.

According to her plan in her previous life, she is ready to retire after becoming famous, find a man to rely on to marry, and then live a peaceful and stable life.

There is no need for any intense feelings, the feelings are too sad, and it is good to be as light as water.

Including when she first started working as Wen Zhiluo, she also thought the same.

She didn't even worry about her marriage, anyway, it was good to leave it to her grandmother and mother.

But the appearance of Zhao Zhen completely changed, and her idea of almost giving up on herself was almost self-defeating.

Zhao Zhen said "En", and gently rubbed the corner of the girl's eyes with his fingers, "I will always be good to you." โ€

Lifetime.

So, don't leave me, don't dislike me.

Yixuan smiled shyly, put her arms around the man's neck, and leaned her head over.

The girl's lips were soft and fragrant, Zhao Zhen trembled, instinctively poked out the tip of her tongue, but she avoided it.

She smiled, "Then I've always liked you." โ€

Zhao Zhen felt that his feelings were about to overflow.

Without saying a word, he jerked over and pressed her underneath.

There was some pain in the shoulder, but it didn't matter.

Yixuan pushed him in panic, "Your injury." โ€

You can't move around.

The man kissed down brutally.

didn't give her a chance to breathe, he kissed passionately, Yixuan's cheeks were dyed with shameful temperature, but he was reluctant to push him away.

Then she felt the change in his body.

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He knew he shouldn't have asked her while he was recuperating.

But I couldn't help it.

She was so fragrant and soft, and the words she said made his blood boil.

Half an hour later, he finally stopped, kissing her face tenderly and greedily.

The girl's eyes were wet and pitiful, and her hands were tightly wrapped around his waist, and she said, "Your wounds are not healed." โ€

He took her hand to her shoulder and coaxed her: "You help me rub it, and it won't hurt if you rub it." โ€

Talk nonsense!

Is it okay to rub a wound that doesn't have a scab!

Yixuan withdrew his hand and let him lie down peacefully, holding his head to look at the wound on his shoulder.

Bleeding a little.

She blamed herself: "I shouldn't have let you mess around." โ€

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"You won't be allowed until you're healed."

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Yixuan thought about it and felt that she was also responsible, "That's it, I'll sleep on the kang from tomorrow onwards, so that I can take care of you, and I won't ......."

You can't help it.

She bit her lip in shame.

Zhao Zhen smiled, helpless.

Really, I thought about him very much.

"Alright then, thank you, lady...... Bother. โ€

Yixuan kissed him on the forehead with satisfaction as a reward, and then said next to him, "Sleep." โ€

"Okay."

Yixuan fell asleep quickly, and with Zhao Zhen by her side, she was at ease. Zhao Zhen stared at the girl's sleeping side face, her eyelashes were slender, gently swaying with her breath like a feather fan, and her lips were a little swollen from his bite.

It's cuter than a porcelain doll.

Zhao Zhen smiled from her heart, held the girl's hand and closed her eyes.

She can't escape in her life.

Silly girl.