Xie Yu paused, and his gaze fell on her eyes that narrowed slightly into a line due to tiredness, and there was a hint of water.

After half a ring, he seemed to finally give up as if he had given up, and said softly, "Forget it, you can sleep."

After speaking, Xie Yuci got up from the edge of the bed, gently tucked the corner of the quilt for Zhuo Qingtan again, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, Zhuo Qingtan stretched out a hand from the quilt again and grabbed his cuffs.

Xie Yuci turned his head in slight surprise, he looked at Zhuo Qingtan who was drowsy on the bed, frowned and asked, "What? Aren't you sleepy? What else?"

Zhuo Qingtan blinked.

Her eyes are warm and full of water, and the moist water color seems to overflow in the next second, which is very transparent.

She seemed to be sleepy and looked at him with a slight frown.

"It's so late, what do you have to do?"

Xie Yuci's gaze fell quietly on her face for a moment, and then suddenly turned his head away and stopped looking at her.

After a moment, he let out a chuckle and said, "What? Late at night, Zhuo Xian is sleepy, isn't Xie sleepy? Since you are sleepy, you naturally have to go back to your room to rest."

He let out an "ah" and asked in surprise, "Zhuo Qingtan, don't you think that I slept in this guest room with you a few days ago?"

Zhuo Qingtan frowned when he heard this.

She gently raised a hand and unconsciously pressed the corner of her eye, erasing a touch of water at the end of her eye.

Then, as if confused, she asked, "Isn't it?"

Xie Yuci's eyes jumped immediately.

How could he have expected her to ask such a question, and the wisp of teasing on the corner of his mouth instantly stiffened.

It seemed that the sudden silence at this time finally startled away Zhuo Qingtan's sleepiness.

She lifted her eyes slightly confused, and asked in a dumb voice, "...... What's wrong? Didn't you say this afternoon that Luofu wanted to come to see me, but you blocked it? Isn't it because you've been in this room, tending to my injuries?"

The air around Xie Yuci seemed to suddenly flow again.

He suddenly let out a long breath in his heart, and his mood was very complicated for a while, and he didn't know whether he should be more relaxed or a pity at this time.

Originally...... That's what she meant.

...... That's right.

It's not that he doesn't know that Zhuo Qingtan has always been upright, observant of etiquette and etiquette to the point of even being a little old-fashioned, and he is the most self-denying person.

What was he thinking?

What was he misarising?

He's ...... again? What to expect?

The moment he asked, "Isn't it not?" in Zhuo Qingtan, his ears roared endlessly, and his heartbeat was as eager as a drum.

At that moment, he suddenly had the illusion that he was the most trusted and reliable person when Zhuo Qingtan was weak and helpless.

Even at that moment, he mistakenly thought that at this moment, in this situation, Zhuo Qingtan was reluctant to let him go, and he was trying to keep him.

Xie Yuci shook his head lightly and smiled self-deprecatingly.

What was he thinking.

Obviously, the relationship between him and her in this life is just mutual checks and balances and mutual hostage.

- He held Zhuo Qingtan hostage to achieve his own goals; And Zhuo Qingtan also noticed his ulterior motives, so as to tactfully balance him.

But he actually didn't think that the relationship between them was ...... More than that?

It's crazy.

He's really crazy.

Xie Yuci's eyes were gloomy, and he was silent for a moment without saying a word.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of Zhuo Qingtan's clothes rubbing against the corners of the quilt when he sat up.

Lowering his head, he saw that although the tired and haggard look on Zhuo Qingtan's face was still very heavy, because he had just said a little too much, the look of confusion and distress in his eyes suddenly disappeared

, went to sleep, woke up.

At this time, her slender and thin arms were propped up on the bed, supporting her thin upper body.

The pair of lilac nails with a hint of unhealthy light appeared looming under the cloud sleeves of a cloud-white bedrobe.

Xie Yuci frowned subconsciously when he saw this, this kind of armor color ...... The blow on the day of the moon worship broke her heart.

She looked at him quietly, and suddenly asked softly, "Thank you, but did I say something wrong?"

He was slightly stunned, and then asked, "Why do you feel like this?"

Zhuo Qingtan tilted his head slightly to look at him.

"Because you're not happy."

Xie Yuci said coldly, "No."

She sighed softly, and her tone was helpless, "You obviously have it."

Then, he added softly, "...... And it's still because it's down."

Zhuo Qingtan's eyes were as clear as washing, and she looked at him quietly.

"But because you think there is something between me and Uncle An Shi that is hiding from you, so you are angry and unhappy?"

Thank you: "......"

...... Of course not.

That topic had actually been turned over in his mind for a long time.

What she didn't want to say, he would never press her.

This kind of trifle, where is it worth when he is angry with her.

If he really wanted to know, after he left her, he would go to An Pinhan's guest room to perform some truth-spitting techniques on him, then there was nothing he didn't know.

- He actually wanted to do this before.

It's just that at this moment, he suddenly can't think about it anymore.

He is actually angry with himself, and he is really angry with himself.

Obviously, she didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just a casual unintentional word, or a random eye gesture, which could make him upset and play with him again and again.

Zhuo Qingtan silently observed his expression at this time, and asked softly with some puzzlement, "If it weren't for this, why would you be so upset?"

Xie Yuci was silent, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Zhuo Qingtan suddenly coughed lightly, she frowned and raised a hand to press her chest, and then sighed softly in a dumb voice.

「...... Thank you, my throat hurts."

She was not used to tying her hair when she went to bed, and at this time her head was full of black hair covering her shoulders and back, pale as cold and flawless, her face was clear, and there was a slight touch of green daisy under her eyes.

But it is precisely because of this cold beauty under this visual conflict that she is even more immature and thin, and the thin seems to be a little pitiful.

Xie Yuci was slightly stunned.

In the past, he was accustomed to seeing the Holy Emperor Taiyin and Shadow sitting in the temple, untainted with wind and dust, authority to the sky, and boundless divine power.

She always seems to be synonymous with power, excellence, immortality, and beauty.

However, at this time, this primordial spirit was scattered, her godhead was no longer there, and she fell into mortal dust and reincarnated as a human after her bones were broken, but she was tortured so sick and broken by all kinds of pain and all kinds of bits and pieces.

Xie Yuci couldn't help but be a little confused.

Is she, or her?

It seems like...... Yes, right?

However, she is both like her and not like her.