Chapter 62: The Breath of Love
The hand holding the laundry hung limply, and the stove made a crisp sound on the ground. Together with the slashing moon that had been habitually hidden on his chest, it also slowly slipped down and fell silently into layers of cloth.
The clanging sound of the stove made several people look a little flustered. He put the cloth bag on Hua Xuanji's head and walked over the wall quickly.
The woman in the maid's costume changed into the black dress of the past at this time, and her little face was covered tightly, revealing only a pair of clear eyes. Standing on the slope of Gaogang, he squinted his eyes slightly, put his hands behind his back, and waited for Hua Xuanji's arrival.
Ji Yan frowned, quietly took a step forward, her voice was more worried than usual, and her eyes were a little more tender when she looked at the woman.
"Is this good? Anyway, she's also your ......"
"When did you become such a mother-in-law?" The woman in black decisively interrupted his words, but did not turn around, maintained the action just now, and continued: "No matter who she is, I know that my life is saved by the Lord, so I will never let the person who makes the Lord sad." ”
"You've changed." Ji Yan's voice was very hoarse, as if he had been running over the sand. "You almost lost her life for you."
"But the Lord almost lost his life for her." The woman in black turned around suddenly, her black and white eyes tightly twisted Ji Yan's indifferent eyes, and the corners of her eyes were slightly hooked: "You said so good things for her, could it be that you also have feelings for her." ”
"I didn't." Ji Yan replied very simply, but before the words fell, the woman in black had already brushed his shoulder, turned around and entered the dilapidated and strained hut behind him.
The faint fragrance on her body entered Ji Yan's nasal cavity, and Ji Yan closed her eyes a little indifferently and stopped talking.
The woman in black had a moment of panic in her eyes, but she returned to calm in an instant, and lowered her head and whispered to herself:
"Don't forget, who gave this life of yours." Taking a deep breath, he reached out and patted the wall of the hut until a few stones slipped down the wall, then withdrew his hand, took out the handkerchief and rubbed it.
Suddenly, there was a sound of messy footsteps behind her, and the woman turned around, gave the leader a silver ingot, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.
The strong light of noon sprinkled into the house, the clothes of men and women were scattered on the ground at random, the light pink curtains fluttered back and forth, but the freshness after the rain could not hide the sluggish and loving atmosphere of the room.
"Hmm." The dazzling sunlight made Ye Hua a little uncomfortable, shook his head that was not yet sober, and reached out to block the light above his head, however, he accidentally touched the soft skin, and his head was suddenly startled.
I thought of the gentle voice in my ear last night, and remembered the figure that was a little trance-like. Ye Hua's heart was overjoyed, and the corners of his eyes inadvertently completed an arc, and he lifted the quilt with anticipation, but in the next second, the smile in the corners of his eyes was all frozen, and it was replaced by the cold as before.
"How are you?"
"Lord Wang, will there be anyone else?" Wan Yao sneered and smashed Ye Hua's chest with a powder fist, but it was soft and boneless, without the slightest strength.
He rubbed his head, which was still a little painful, and looked down at the red marks on the woman beside him.
Drunk, really drunk. drunk, even the people under him don't know who it is.
Looking out the window, it looked like the rain had stopped. However, the air after the rain was humid and cold, and Ye Hua was already afraid of the cold, so he couldn't help but shake his body slightly.
"Is the prince cold?" Wan Yao picked up the clothes on the side and was about to dress Ye Hua, but was stopped by Ye Hua's backhand.
"The king will come by himself." Quickly put on the clothes, Ye Hua's handsomeness couldn't help frowning deeply, thinking of Hua Xuanji's thin clothes yesterday, and thinking of the stove and clothes that he finally let Xiao Jiu put down.
I don't know if she found out.
"Lord, don't you stay for dinner?" Wan Yao's delicate voice came from behind Ye Hua again, but it caused Ye Hua to be more disgusted.
"Eat it yourself." After saying that, I didn't linger much and walked away quickly.
Still, let's take a look at whether she's dressed or not. Thinking of her stubborn look in the past, Ye Hua shook his head slightly, but he didn't know that the eyebrows and eyes on his face at this time were extremely warm.
Tightly twisting the futon under him, looking at the direction of Ye Hua's departure, Wan Yao's double hook. The man's eyes narrowed into a slit, but ten thousand lines of anger swelled up.
No, now that I look like this, I am afraid that I will be trampled under Hua Xuanji one day, I took a deep breath and slowly opened my eyes.
It seems that it is time to do something.
The air after the rain is exceptionally fresh, and with every step you take, you can smell the fragrant earthy smell in the air, and the smell is exceptionally refreshing.
However, such a comfortable air could not stop the pace of Yehua.
The cool thin eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the messy pile of clothes with footprints at the door and the broken stove, the corners of Ye Hua's mouth couldn't help but hook up a mocking smile.
I still think about her.
Angrily stretched out his foot and kicked the pile of laundry away, but only a clanged was heard. A glowing blue object slipped out of the shirt.
The footsteps that were about to take a step suddenly stopped, tilted his head slightly, looked at the blue object, and his heart quickly swelled with unease.
The first time to push open the closed door. The voice was a little anxious:
"Hua Xuanji."
All you get, however, is the echo of the empty room.
Leaned over and picked up the dagger that flashed with dazzling eyes, put it in his hand and rubbed it repeatedly, tilting his head slightly, the red robe fluttered back and forth in the breeze, and the whole body suddenly exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
Even the little bird, who had just been curious about the light of the dagger, was so frightened that it hurriedly flew in the opposite direction.
The cool eyes narrowed slightly, and the jaw curved out of a beautiful arc, it seemed that it was time to go to the Moon Cutting Palace.