Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Jun Yexuan has always had a bad temper, but in front of Gu Yunxi, he can at least tolerate it.

He looked at Lan Yuan.

Lan Yuan said: "The princess's face looks pretty good."

"Since it's not bad, why bother taking my pulse?" Gu Yunxi glanced at him.

There was no unkindness in his words, it was just that I didn't like having his pulse checked.

Lan Yuan was helpless and could only say softly: "At present, it seems that it is indeed not necessary."

He stepped aside.

Jun Yexuan stood up and walked to the soft couch.

Gu Yunxi immediately hid on the other side of the soft couch, seeming a bit resistant and afraid of him.

Jun Yexuan waved his hand, and Lan Yuan lowered his head and said: "Then... I will go down and prepare some medicinal food for the princess, so that she can rest early after using it."

Seeing Jun Yexuan nod, Lan Yuan retreated.

Jun Yexuan looked at Gu Yunxi, who was sitting on the innermost side of the soft couch. His white hair made his already cold face look even colder.

But in front of Gu Yunxi, the coldness finally disappeared.

"If you don't tell me, I won't ask you what you have been through these days, but why are you still so resistant to me?"

Gu Yunxi raised her lower lip and said after a while: "Brother Fourth Emperor, I'm still not used to being with you. Can I go back to my tent?"

In fact, Gu Yunxi had always treated him like this.

Jun Yexuan didn't think it was anything.

But she was taken away for a few days and finally found back. Did she really have nothing to say to him?

Even if they often quarrel, they should at least be a little excited when they come back together after going through hardships.

What's more, he was still unconscious for several days before she was taken away by Gu Ruqiu.

Now that he saw him waking up, he didn't ask any questions, as if he didn't care whether he woke up or remained unconscious.

This made Jun Yexuan feel inexplicably and felt slightly sad.

I feel a little uncomfortable.

"I'm awake. You have nothing to say to me?"

If it weren't for the light of a dead woman in those eyes, he would really doubt whether the woman in front of him was his Xi'er.

Skin is meaningless to him.

But her eyes clearly belonged to Gu Yunxi.

Gu Yunxi finally raised her eyes and met his gaze.

But at the next moment, he withdrew his gaze again: "Brother Four Emperors, have you forgotten that I am Princess Li?"

"To this day, you are still struggling with this issue!"

"Why don't I struggle? The longer I stay with you, the more my reputation will be destroyed."

She hugged her legs and looked bleak: "We will return to Nanling soon. After we return, we will have to face all this."

Jun Yexuan stared at her fair face: "I thought we had already discussed this issue. What do you want?"

This issue always stood between them.

I thought that after all that I had gone through, this issue would not be brought up again for the time being.

He had promised her that he would never fail her in the future.

She also promised to give him time!

But now it seems that she has never believed in herself.

"Since you don't want to talk to me, then take a good rest. I won't disturb you!"

He turned away.

When he went out, his back was cold and he could see that he was very angry.

Gu Yunxi looked at the door curtain that was lowered, with no unnecessary expression on her eyebrows.

What does she want?

Maybe she doesn't know either.

After all, what do you want?

Or maybe, what she wants is everything, everything!

all of all.

She wants it all.

But she actually doesn't really want much.

But it never came.

Gu Yunxi smiled coldly, lay down, and pulled up the quilt to cover herself.

If the master knew what His Highness looked like now, would he go crazy?

After following her master for so many years, he was always cold and cold. She had never seen him look crazy.

Wouldn't it look better if you went crazy?

She, suddenly, was really looking forward to it.

... Not long after Jun Yexuan left the camp, he saw Yan Yi walking towards him in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, flying pigeons are sending messages!"