Transmigrated Princess

A hand reached out and held her firmly.

The rain streaked across his eyes. Su Xiangwan was shaved and blinked subconsciously.

Zhao Rongxian stood in front of her with water vapor on his body and water dripping on his clothes. He was wet.

His face was white, but his eyes were very bright.

"Why did you come so late?" Zhao Rong made a sound, and the sound line was always clear.

It was cold and thin. It sounded cold and faint. Su Xiangwan felt that his blood had come alive and warm.

Su Xiangwan didn't speak, just stared at him hard.

Zhao Rongxian was confused by her. He also felt Su Xiangwan's abnormality. He hesitated a little: "what's the matter?"

As soon as he spoke, Su Xiangwan suddenly reached out and hugged him.

The water vapor on Zhao Rongxian's body was as cold as a stabbing blade under the cold wind. Su Xiangwan was stabbed and shrunk fiercely.

However, she seemed to be riveting her strength. Like this cold struggle, she tightened her embrace.

Her heart pounded.

There was no reason for the pain. It was probably that after being surprised and suspicious, she suddenly relaxed. The tone was so heavy that she felt that she couldn't stand if she didn't do anything.

How can it be so cold?

From the knuckles to his heart, no place is warm.

Su Xiangwan had thought that if she saw Zhao Rongxian hit hard, she might be distressed to death.

But it's not.

When she saw Zhao Rongxian unharmed and nothing at all, she felt even worse.

Su Xiangwan could only understand Yuan Si's unwarranted confidence in him at this time.

Everyone around him thinks he can handle it.

Zhao Rongxian has always done the same. He has lived up to anyone's expectations.

He must be strong and can't have weak Zhao Rongxian.

Zhao Rongxian will be out of sight of everyone, and then destroy the things he fears, which are called Heart demons.

Zhao Changling failed to calculate him.

Zhao Rong showed that there was no weakness.

But Su Xiangwan knew that he was not so strong. He suffered by himself.

The rain is getting denser.

Zhao Rongxian hummed in his ear, and the whole person couldn't move.

"You..." he went through it in his mind. He just felt that the whole person was ignorant. It took a long time to have a decent guess: "have you been drinking again?"

Su Xiangwan pressed down the pain in his heart. He was sad and funny and replied, "No."

She didn't drink.

She is more sober than anyone.

Zhao Rongxian was speechless.

He doesn't know what happened to Su Xiangwan.

His Royal Highness the king of Henan, who planned strategies and was calm, showed a rare look of helplessness.

Then he pushed Sue away to the evening.

Zhao Rong said in a voice, "I'm wet through."

He pushed her hand away, trembling.

Su Xiangwan looked up at him and couldn't help laughing, "coincidentally, I'm wet."

Zhao Rongxian said again, "I'm cold."

Su Xiangwan winked like a joke and said to him, "just right, I'm not cold. I can warm you."

Zhao Rongxian finally recovered a lot of thoughts and was smashed up again.

He looked straight at Su Xiangwan, as if to hook out her soul hidden in her skin bag through her cold coat to see if it was true.

Sue looked at him at night and thought it was over.

Just now, half of the hug came from heartache, and the other half was about impulsive.

Zhao Rongxian must have been frightened that she took the initiative to go too far.

Yuan Si's escort was watching behind him. A group of people stood with them in the drizzle.

Su Xiangwan was a little embarrassed even if he had a thick skin.

She asked Yuansi to hold back the guards and let them withdraw first.

It's too far to go back to the West courtyard.

Su Xiangwan looked at Zhao Rongxian and said, "go back to the house first and change into dry clothes."

The rain is very thin. It doesn't make the weather at first, but they've been drenched for a while.

Zhao Rongxian's soul didn't seem to have come back completely. He didn't seem to hear what Su Xiangwan said. He just said, "you really... Didn't drink?"

It seems that he can't think of anything else except drinking.

Su Xiangwan saw that he was so attached to the word "drinking" and thought about what he had done to him after he was drunk. His face was a little inexplicably complex.

When she woke up at that time, she really forgot everything.

No wonder Zhao Rongxian showed such an expression.

Su xiangnight shivered with the cold wind. He immediately grabbed Zhao Rongxian's hand and took him to the house.

In the courtyard surrounded by water, the water color reflects lanterns and paves a pool of light and shadow.

On the wooden corridor, there are water stains everywhere.

There is no figure, only a very light smell of blood.

Everything in the room should be complete and properly cleaned.

Zhao Rongxian woke up from the bloody smell and his eyes fell on Su Xiangwan's hand.

They entered the house.

Su Xiangwan naturally let go of his hand and turned back to command Yuan Si.

"Find someone to prepare hot water, clothes and a heater." she was calm and orderly, "and boil ginger soup to drive away the cold."

The yard was not big, and several rooms were scattered. She soon felt it clearly. She looked comfortable, like the owner's house here.

Zhao Rongxian was arranged properly without saying a word.

She always seems to make everything messy and very appropriate.

Zhao Rongxian changed into a clean dress. It was not only clean, but also baked by the heater in advance. Even the corners were warm.

It's just a different look - he never has to serve his maidservant closely. First, he's afraid of trouble, and second, it's not easy to think about it.

Yuan Si's hands were born with knives, and he never considered these meticulous and appropriate things.

Although the big and small affairs in Prince Yu's residence are scheduled by housekeeper Wu, they are all step-by-step affairs.

The yard and the house are always spotless. The clothes, hair and even the clothes and accessories are all expensive and meticulous. Housekeeper Wu has done everything he can arrange.

Zhao Rongxian didn't care much about those he couldn't arrange.

The bed is a place to sleep. He never asks people to warm the quilt before they fall asleep.

To be practical, he sometimes wants to break it up for two days a day. He has no mind to take care of these twigs and leaves.

His father and his mother died early. The mansion was just a place with tiles covering their heads. The feeling of the word home was ethereal. At first, when he lived in the West courtyard, he was willing to pack dots according to his preferences. It was always pleasing to his eyes. Later, it was just that after a long time, it was like a box with incomparably gorgeous jewels. You know, it was always empty, There is no sense of expectation.

After moving a yard, he simply stopped taking care of it.

They have lived everywhere for a long time.

Zhao Rongxian changed his clothes and went out. Su Xiangwan was waiting outside early.

The smell of ginger soup is pungent. It covers every corner of the house. You can't smell it if you don't want to.

She is talking to Yongchuan, smiling - Zhao Rongxian knows what it feels like to have someone at home for the first time in so many years.

He seems... More and more reluctant to let her go.