Thinking about it, He Yan could only fall asleep on Ran Xiyan's shoulder.

When he opened his eyes again, I don't know how long it had been, He Yan looked at the window, the sky was completely dark, the rain was still falling, but it was not so strong at the beginning, the rain was a little lighter now, but the temperature was much colder, and He Yan's arms began to get goosebumps.

Originally, she thought that the forbearance would pass, and she didn't plan to wake up Ran Xiyan.

Unexpectedly, I only heard Ran Xiyan's calm voice asking, "Is it cold?"

Then he got up from her arms, as if he had recovered, and he had recovered from the past, with a half-true smile, and looked at her softly: "When it's cold, go to bed and rest." ”

Could it be that Xiyan had already woken up? Or did he not fall asleep at all?

He Yan could only nod, resting on the bed is much better than sitting on the ground, she wants to get up, but she can't feel the storage of her feet at all!

He Yan didn't move for a long time, and only after a long time did he look up at Ran Xiyan, with a pitiful look, "...... The leg is numb. ”

Ran Xiyan smiled, helplessly helped He Yan up, and carried He Yan to the bed.

This bed, He Yan is not unfamiliar.

Last night, she just lay on the bed weakly, staring at Ran Xiyan, scolding him for being a bastard; late at night, she watched his back, and spent the night; during the day, she still sat on the edge of the bed, and Ran Xiyan helped her with her makeup......

Now that she was lying down again, she was still hugged by Ran Xiyan.

Ran Xiyan put her in the bed, but she also lay in!

He Yan was about to open his mouth to object, but he changed his appearance, still tender, but a little more...... He Yan couldn't understand the ingredients, he opened his mouth and said: "If you wait, you will ......" He didn't finish speaking, He Yan hurriedly asked him to stop, anyway, they were just in the same bed, and they didn't have a chance, "Okay, okay, that's it, sleep!"

He Yan turned over, turned his back to Ran Xiyan, and used it to hide his heartbeat, his appearance just now made her heart tight, and she was reluctant to let go of him, as if she was his only life-saving straw, if she didn't want him, he would have nothing to rely on, if it was someone else, but it was still him, then how could she let it go.

If He Yan was born in the 21st century, she would suddenly understand that some of the ingredients that she couldn't understand were called cute.

Well, in their own words, it is...... Coquetry.

It's just that no one has ever been coquettish with He Yan, and He Yan couldn't have imagined that Ran Xiyan would be coquettish with her.

After waiting for a few years, when a miniature version of Ran Xiyan stood in front of her, doing similar actions with someone, He Yan suddenly realized that the ingredient she couldn't understand was called - coquettish!

He Yan thought that she would be calm like this, but Xiyan hugged her from behind, encircled her within her range, and surrounded her layer by layer with his fragrance, leaving her with no way to escape.

Ran Xiyan's chin rested on He Yan's shoulder, and the volume of his speech was so small that He Yan almost couldn't hear it: "Thank you......"

Soon, the thank you was washed away in the rain and disappeared.

Ran Xiyan tilted his head slightly, left a kiss on the root of He Yan's ear, and then said softly to He Yan in an extremely low tone, so light and unreal, as if she would break a qiē as soon as she spoke, he was so calm, so natural, and told her: "Do you know my mother?"

He Yan shook his head slightly, cautiously, for fear of alarming Ran Xiyan.

She had read it before, but it was written in the book, and then the words were ominous.

"My mother concubine is the kind of gentle and elegant woman, she doesn't fight or rob all her life, and she is just a palace maid......" Ran Xiyan narrated in a low voice, and her tone softened a lot, as if she had described it, you could see his mother standing in front of him, smiling gently, reflecting the sun, stretching out her hands to him, and calling sweetly: "Yan'er——"

She was just an ordinary woman, but she finally died in the cold and deep palace.

In the end, he didn't even get a name, and like those lowly servants, he was buried in a mass grave—

Who is interested in Ran Meiren's past, if he is interested, he will write in detail, and if he is not interested, he will let Ran Xiyan summarize the past ←← by himself