Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Inside the palace, the rest of the people were also called back by Yuan Jian. Hua Xia knew who was coming without looking up. She lowered her eyes and put the last stroke on her unfinished masterpiece. On the spread-out rice paper, there were various simple drawings of animals, most of which were like a pancake and could not be seen in detail.

"How is my painting?"

Xiao Lie walked around to the back and stood beside her, saying flatteringly: "Your Majesty's painting is a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages."

Hua Xia: “…” Okay, okay, you’ve learned from those court officials, right?

Hua Xia still had some self-awareness. She picked up the two corners of the rice paper and shook it to let it dry, then handed it to Xiao Lie: "Here's a reward for you."

Xiao Lie gladly accepted it and put it back on the table: "Take it with you when I leave."

Then, he took Hua Xia's hand, took out a white handkerchief from his lapel, and carefully wiped the ink stains that had been stained on her fingertips at some point. After wiping them clean, he naturally put the handkerchief back into his lapel.

After doing all this, he looked up at Hua Xia, his eyes reflecting twinkling lights, as if pulling the night stars into his eyes, and talked about the topic he had just heard: "Would you like me to hunt and roast meat for your majesty?"

"My craftsmanship is good."

The faint scent of ink permeated the air. In addition, there were other smells, very light, mixed in with the faint smell of blood...

Hua Xia frowned slightly, and didn't respond. She looked deeply into Xiao Lie's eyes: "You..."

It had been several months since Xiao Lie went to the border. Now he was in Quejing, which he had under complete control, so there was no possibility of him getting hurt. If he had been stained with other people's blood, it would not be this kind of blood that would last from the inside out for a long time.

"You are hurt?"

Xiao Lie's smile froze, and then his eyes softened: "No, Your Majesty, why do you ask?"

Hua Xia leaned back in the chair, raised her chin slightly and looked at Xiao Lie. Her eyes were calm, but seemed to be able to see through everything: "Will you stay tonight?"

Xiao Lie felt nervous and spoke slowly, revealing many flaws: "No, I have something else to do..."

Hua Xia picked up the 'masterpiece' on the table and handed it to Xiao Lie: "If you have anything to do, go first."

He just came...

Xiao Lie didn't want to leave. They hadn't seen each other for half a month and originally wanted to stay. But when she mentioned the smell of blood on his body and asked that question, it was obvious that she had guessed it.

"His Majesty......"

Xiao Lie held Hua Xia's hand and put the rice paper back on the table, then leaned over and hugged her: "Don't chase me away..."

Hua Xia was pricked by Xiao Lie's untrimmed beard and stepped back. Her back was already against the back of the chair and she could not retreat any further. She frowned slightly and said, "It pricked me."

"Besides, you wanted to leave on your own."

Xiao Lie answered obediently: "I was wrong."

Hua Xia looked at his pitiful appearance and finally did not move: "Take off your clothes, let me see."

Xiao Lie tightened his arms: "In public..."

Hua Xia blinked: "There is no one in the hall."

After taking off his clothes, Xiao Lie's broad back was covered with crisscrossing scars. The new scabs were still pink and fragile, probably pulled out by thorny bushes. He took half a month's leave and recuperated for half a month before he dared to enter the palace.

"Your Majesty..." Xiao Lie wanted to turn around, but was stopped.

Hua Xia said in a very calm voice: "Don't move."

Xiao Lie couldn't see her expression, so he felt a little flustered. He explained to himself, "It just looks a little scary, it will be fine soon."

Hua Xia did not respond to his question, but asked: "What punishment?"

Xiao Lie paused and said, "Xiao family, family rules."

The person in the Xiao family who could enforce the family rules on Xiao Lie is no longer around. The family rules could only have been set by Xiao Lie himself, and he punished himself.

The reason is easy to guess.

Xiao Lie was responsible for the lives of the Xiao family and many soldiers, but he fell in love with the person who issued the order in the first place. This was no different from betraying his family.

Hua Xia recalled the back of a man kneeling in the Xiao family ancestral hall that she had seen when she climbed over the wall. At this moment, it overlapped with the back of a man with scars all over his face in front of her.

"Your Majesty, may I turn around now?"

Without getting an answer, Xiao Lie picked up his clothes and put them on, then turned around and squatted in front of Hua Xia's knees after walking closer: "Your Majesty, are you distressed?"

Hua Xia blinked and looked towards the pillar beside her: "How about I go on a southern tour?"

Xiao Lie paused for a moment, understood what she meant, and curved his eyes: "I heard that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, I will go with Your Majesty."

Obviously, such punishment would not be imposed only once. Later, if half a month did not work, Xiao Lie would take a leave for a month or sometimes even several months, until the smell of blood could no longer be smelled on his body. It was not only the rattan thorns, but also other things.

250 couldn't bear it and asked Hua Xia why she didn't tell Xiao Lie that she was not the original owner and that the imperial edict was not issued by her.

Hua Xia ignored it and replaced the original owner in this dimension. She was Li Zhao.

Xiao Lie might not have known it at first, but he should have guessed it after returning from the village on the border.

When in the palace, Xiao Lie behaved normally. He stayed in the palace during his leave to recuperate. After three times, Hua Xia climbed over the palace wall, walked through the corridor, and sat in the central hall of the courtyard to receive guests.

The old housekeeper of the Xiao Mansion served tea last time: "Your Majesty, the prince asked you to go back."

It was another winter day, and it was snowing when the old housekeeper came. While persuading people, he directed people to bring in a few charcoal stoves. The air around them instantly became much warmer. Hua Xia took a sip of hot tea, and her eyes fell on the snow outside.

After a moment, he flicked the melted snow off his clothes.

Seeing that persuasion did not work, the old butler retreated again. After a while, the secret guards around had all moved away from this place. Xiao Lie stepped over the threshold. He looked a little thin, mixed with cold snow, and the smell of blood on his body was so strong that it seemed as if it was about to turn into substance and fall down.

He probably noticed it himself, so he stood far away.

But the wind was there, blowing straight into the house.

"Come here." Hua Xia said in a calm voice.

Xiao Lie stood for a moment, then walked closer. His lips had lost their color, but he still raised them up and touched them up and down: "Your Majesty..."

Hua Xia glanced at him indifferently, then lowered her eyes slightly, with a hint of helplessness in her voice: "Xiao Lie, why bother..."

She paused and said, "We can do it together next time, in the next life. The decree of succession has been written long ago. It was meant to be an explanation to you and the Xiao family..."

"Perhaps insignificant..."

The charcoal fire in the stove was newly lit and burning fiercely. The crackling sound of the charcoal fire was obvious in the silence. The flickering flames were reflected in Xiao Lie's dark pupils, but there was a deathly silence in his eyes and the curve of the corners of his lips disappeared.

His eyelashes trembled, and he repeated her words, murmured: "In the next life..."

Next life...

She has already bluntly revealed that they still have a next life, and perhaps a past, and...

Xiao Lie was not happy, his throat was so dry that he had difficulty speaking: "Your Majesty, are you leaving?"

Hua Xia looked at Xiao Lie's abnormal state and did not answer for a while. At this moment, she just wanted to drag out that idiot Jie Sheng and beat him up. It should not be Hua Guduo who writes novels, but him. He is so good at melodramatic writing. What's the point of being a main god? It's useless anyway, so he might as well change his career.

Cursing and swearing...

The man took a step forward, his eyelids reddened, his eyes flashing with emotions, he had many questions to ask, but in the end, only this one question was the most important. His voice was hoarse and filled with pleading: "But, I am not anyone else... In the next life, I will not be me either..."

He is not someone else, he is just Xiao Lie...

Hua Xia: “…” A feeling of brokenness, right?

"..."

"..."

There is no solution!

Xiao Lie took a step back and suddenly said, "I should have returned my life to them."

Hua Xia: “…”

Sometimes I really want to call the police!

Threatening her, right?

Hua Xia glared at him, then sighed after a moment: "I didn't say I was leaving, you said it yourself..."

Xiao Lie had a dazed expression and sad eyes, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Hua Xia: “…” It’s impossible to coax her, right?