Chapter Twenty-Six: It's Beautiful

I didn't pay attention to it, so close, only to realize that she had dressed up with her heart, in fact, how she dressed in the past, she couldn't get into his eyes, but since he inexplicably wanted to kiss her a few days ago, every night when he fell asleep, there was always such a face in his mind: the eyebrows are autumn wave eyebrows, the shade is appropriate, and the eyes are more and more black and misty. Those eyes are wonderful, and when looking at people, there always seems to be a feather sweeping on the heart, itchy, soft...... The nose is delicate and delicate, and the jade white is soft, which makes the lip flap extra pink and tender, and it is probably also extraordinarily delicious......

Just thinking about it, Yan Zexi's face was extremely uglyβ€”he actually reacted.

Yun Yao is an interesting person, seeing that Yan Zexi's face is not good, she is not good at accompanying the smiling face, of course, after parting, Yan Zexi has become a passerby in her life, and there is no need to spend too much energy on passers-by.

She lowered the curtain and sat down by the window on the other side, originally planning to close her eyes and recuperate, but Yan Zexi's eyes always stared at her.

Yun Yao was not used to being watched like this, so she had to look up at him.

Yan Zexi didn't seem to expect her to stare at him, so he turned his head and snorted coldly: "Why is it so slow?" ”

This is probably to chat with her, after all, it is really strange to be so silent all the way.

"It's been soon."

"Excuse me!" His face was gloomy, "Also, don't dress like this in the future!" ”

The unspeakable eccentricity in my heart became more and more intense, and a thought suddenly popped up in my mind, and I pursued it carefully, but it was the word "unpleasant......

"Okay." Yun Yao agreed happily, "I don't like to dress like this either." ”

Yan Zexi frowned, but subconsciously asked, "What?" "Do you not like it or do you think it's not pretty? In fact...... It's beautiful......

"It's so beautiful, I ...... Not very adaptable. "She had a really beautiful look on her face, but she really didn't fit in.

"......, why does he have a deep sense of powerlessness?"

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Today, the sun is just right, there are a few idle clouds floating in the sky, she has a good memory, and recognizes that the street where the carriage is walking is Suzaku Street, on both sides of the street, there are many vendors, and in the ancient buildings lined up, there is a faint singing of the singer Wu Nong's soft voice, like a lingering light rain in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

A gilded carriage made of ebony wood passed slowly, and the heavy, low-hanging lotus-colored curtains covered everything in the carriage tightly, but the more this happened, the more curious it became, and passers-by stopped and whispered.

Yun Yao glanced at it curiously, and then saw that the curtain was lifted to reveal a jade lotus-like hand, with white fingertips and warm nails, as if a line of sight swept lazily towards her through the dense curtain.

With an inexplicable chuckle, Yun Yao hurriedly withdrew her gaze and looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle instead.

As the carriage drove by, she heard a low, casual chuckle, which felt like a faint wind gently blowing in her ears, and then she heard the sound of flowers blooming, but she felt layers of chill permeate from the soles of her feet and spread to her heart......

"Lower the curtains!" Yan Zexi's voice came from his back in a low voice.

Yun Yao immediately put it down, not obedient, but she just had this intention.

"How did you and King Jin meet?"

Yan Zexi slowly spoke, and said the question that had been pressing in his heart for the past few days, and his thoughts were: My wife, I have the right to ask everything.