The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 334 Still Missed

In the past, she would wake up lazily after three poles every day, so she remembered the reminder before falling asleep last night, and she did not sleep too deeply.

But she didn't know that his movement of getting up was so light that she didn't feel anything at all.

So, still missing out?

As far as he could see, he caught the nightgown he had changed out of, and there were a few faint bloodstains on the back of the clothes.

She understood instantly.

He was indeed scratched to pieces by her last night.

Throwing off the quilt and getting off the bed, she casually took clothes from the shelf and put them on her body, her loose hair was not combed, and she just ran out of the dormitory with the hem of her skirt.

The wind in the morning is the softest, but it is also mixed with coolness.

Su Xi pulled her skirt to wrap herself tightly, and her steps were very fast, gradually getting faster and faster, as if she was eagerly chasing something.

She ran all the way to the top of the imperial city tower without stopping before she finally stopped.

Last time when he brought her here to wait for Ling Yuan, she discovered that this is the tallest watchtower in the capital, and she can see the farthest place.

So she felt that she should be able to see his last figure from here.

He raised his eyes and looked forward, but what he saw was a desolation.

The reason why it is called desolate is because there is no him in the whole bustling area.

Su Xi thought it was because she didn't look carefully.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes to look intently again.

Wherever she could see, she couldn't be more serious.

However, he still hasn't caught his figure, not even half of his clothes.

The light caught in the bottom of her eyes finally went out little by little until it became dark. She lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, suddenly feeling empty.

"Xixi."

A pair of gold-trimmed boots appeared in front of her eyes, and she was overjoyed to follow the prestige.

The person who saw it was Yan Fei.

As always, his face was full of sunshine and he was imposing.

The joy that floated between Su Xi's brows dissipated, and she smiled politely: "My lord."

Afterwards, he prepared to pass Yan Fei's side and leave.

Yan Fei took a step towards her to block her way: "Are you here to see off the emperor?"

"Yeah." Su Xi responded simply, without saying much, maintaining proper politeness and distance.

Because there is no memory of the original body, it is all thanks to the hot discussion of the noble ladies at the birthday banquet that he is the little prince Yan Fei of Ningde.

But hearing her change his intimate boudoir name, she guessed that Yuanshen should be considered very familiar with him.

What she didn't know was that he was always good at playing tricks on Yuan Shen.

"Didn't Brother Huang tell you that he won't leave the gate tower?" Yan Fei tilted his head, his face full of regret.

Su Xi looked up at him.

She also squeezed out a brighter smile than him, and said: "He told me, but even if he doesn't walk from here, he must be heading in that direction, so I'll watch you off here, is it okay?"

Yan Fei raised his forehead slightly: "You must be very sad that you didn't see Brother Huang. I almost cried when I saw you just now. Xixi, how about I tell you a story to make you happy?"

"Little prince, it's time for you to go back and copy the books. The little monk is entrusted by the emperor to be by his side to supervise." At this moment, Wu Huang climbed up the steps and came towards him, as if he wanted to stop Yan Fei's nonsense.

He is dressed in a monk's robe, with a pure heart and few desires, and there is compassion and love between his brows.

Probably the most gentle man in the world is him. His whole body and his eyes are like a hot spring, clear and peaceful.

(End of this chapter)