Liu Xiaoxian only felt the temperature of the person in his arms drop a little bit. He carried the person from the astrology building all the way back to the mansion. Before he could call the imperial doctor, Yun Wuyan's head drooped.

He almost stopped breathing, shivering, put the person down and stretched out his hand to breathe.

It's warm and long-lasting, and it seems that the color of your lips is gradually becoming rosy.

"..."

Turns out he was asleep.

Liu Xiaoxian was almost frightened to death. He placed Yun Wuhuang on the bed and covered him with a quilt before he straightened up. Then he bent down again, holding his knees and breathing heavily, as if he just remembered to breathe.

It's okay, it's okay.

He looked in the direction of the astrology building. Although he couldn't see anything, he already had some guesses in his mind.

Xiao Shuoyue is indeed not an ordinary person...

Sure enough, he was close to Yun Wuyan, but he had other plans.

At night, Yun Wuyan woke up leisurely, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a warm and comfortable room.

She was familiar with this room. She had been here to take care of Liu Xiaoxian.

But now the roles were reversed, and she found Liu Xiaoxian sitting on a chair, holding her hand and sleeping soundly.

Yun Wuyan's eyes moved, and she slowly withdrew her hand, then clenched her fist in the dim candlelight to feel the temperature.

She is still alive, does that mean Yan Qi has disappeared?

Was it suicide? Or was it Xiao Shuoyue who killed him with his own hands?

It turns out that Ming Sujian consumes Xiao Shuoyue's hard work and life. It turns out that when Xiao Shuoyue looks at her, she will think of her as Yan Qi.

No wonder Xiao Shuoyue was so concerned about her, she said...

Yun Wuyang shook his head as if mocking himself, feeling relieved as well.

Anyway, this farce is over, right?

Just then she heard a man's hoarse voice, a little vague and anxious: "Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Liu Xiaoxian rubbed his eyes and asked again when he didn't hear the answer: "You're okay, do you feel any discomfort... um!"

Yun Wuyang hugged Liu Xiaoxian directly, which made Liu Xiaoxian wake up in an instant.

His heart was beating fast, and he could really feel the girl in his arms holding him tighter through the thin clothes in the bedroom.

His tone and voice suddenly softened, and he touched Yun Wuyan's hair: "What's wrong?"

Yun Wuhuang tightened her arms around the man's waist, her eyes unclear as she said, "I just want to make sure I'm still alive."

Liu Xiaoxian didn't break away. In fact, it was too late for him to be happy. After all, this was the first time that Yun Wuxu was willing to touch him actively after resisting him for so many days.

Although there is no substantial progress, it is worth celebrating.

After a while, Yun Wuyan let go of his hand and sat silently on the bed.

She suddenly raised her eyes and said, "I heard everything you said, Astrology Tower."

Liu Xiaoxian was stunned: "Did you hear that?"

Yun Wuyang looked at him and said, "Will you lie to me again this time?"

Liu Xiaoxian looked at her for a long time, and then said: "It's okay, I, sometimes when I see a man I don't know walking with you, I get a big shock."

"I really wanted to go up and pull you apart, but I also suddenly realized that I am not qualified. How could you like me who had done such a thing before?

During the time we were apart, I thought a lot. I wondered if it was just that I was used to having you by my side, and if my feelings for you would just be an imprint.

But... it still doesn't work.

Every day when I open my eyes, I think, I really want to hear your voice, but I have no choice.

Even so, I still want to try the last chance. If you are willing, I can discard all my ambitions and everything I had in the past. I want you to be unique, that existence. "

Yun Wuyang was a little distracted, and she seemed to be unable to react in a daze, until she saw Liu Xiaoxian's cold and handsome face and her ears turned red.

He took a deep breath and said: "Sorry, I said so many words in one breath. If you don't want to, just pretend you didn't hear me. From tomorrow on, you can still regard me as a trustworthy subordinate." After a long time, Yun Wuhao said The voice came softly, almost inaudibly, but it made Liu Xiaoxian raise his head instantly.

"it is good."

Liu Xiaoxian's chest rose and fell a few times, and he asked cautiously, his voice trembling: "Really?"

Yun Wuyang smiled, the wind blew through his broken hair, and his eyes were bright: "Yes, I do."

If no one can be trusted in a troubled world, why doesn't she choose this person who she loves so much that she feels she won't know he likes him unless he puts his heart in front of her?

Love or not is too deep, and Yun Wuyan doesn't know yet. She only knows that from now on, she is at least willing to believe in this man.

"But tonight, I won't stay here."

Yun Wuyang walked away neatly. As soon as he accepted Liu Xiaoxian's mind and felt that he was fine, he lifted the quilt and prepared to get off the ground.

Liu Xiaoxian didn't stop her, put a piece of clothing on her and sent her to the Ninth Prince's carriage.

Afterwards, he discussed it with several servants and watched Yun Wuyang leave in a carriage.

Yun Wuyang opened the curtain and looked at it several times suspiciously, not wanting to understand what Liu Xiaoxian was planning.

Until she was walked around several times and brought back to Liu Xiaoxian's mansion.

Yun Wuhuang: "?"

She opened the curtain and asked the coachman: "What's wrong?"

The coachman smiled honestly: "You'll know when the Nine Emperor Concubines get in."

Yun Wuyang looked at him strangely several times. He didn't see any servants when he entered the mansion, until he came to Liu Xiaoxian's room.

She hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and entered.

She wanted to see what kind of plane Liu Xiaoxian was working on.

As soon as she entered the door, she was stunned.

--red.

——What catches the eye is a burst of joyful red, red silk and vermilion curtains, contrasting wedding candles, and clusters of flowers.

It’s Chinese New Year?

But at first glance, the red color is different from the New Year celebrations. Everywhere is carefully decorated. It doesn’t look like the New Year, but like——

marriage.

Yun Wuyang stood there, a little at a loss.

what?

Crossed again?

Whose wedding room is she running into?

Only then did she see a person. He was wearing the same clothes as when he got married, but his temperament was completely different. Only the eyes that looked at her with a smile were still the same as before.

Yun Wuyang was stunned for a long time before walking in: "You..."

What's going on?

But after all, she didn't say this bad words.

"It's all right," Liu Xiaoxian, who was dressed in a red wedding dress and looked unparalleledly handsome, looked at Yun Wuyang seriously:

"When you and I got married... there were many misunderstandings and barriers. Although I never touched you, I always treated you as my wife in my heart."

"So much time has passed in the blink of an eye. Even though we are different from before, I still don't want to treat you poorly, so I want to take advantage of today to make you have a real wedding."

He handed a red embroidered hydrangea to Yun Wuhuang, bent his eyes and said every word with a smile:

"It's okay, are you willing... to marry me?"


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