Rebirth not to be an emperor's wife

The conversation that night ended badly. After returning to the room, Wen Zisheng was uncontrollably depressed. His mind kept replaying the back of Nangongye when he left, so the more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt. The more depressed he was, the more he couldn't help thinking about it. Such a vicious circle, after a whole night, Wen Zisheng suffered from insomnia.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning, his body was protesting exhaustion, but his mind was always awake, while paying attention to the movement in the next room, but unfortunately, no matter how carefully he listened, there was no movement from the next room.

He sat up from the bed in frustration, hugged the quilt and looked at the half-open window in a daze.

Is it true that I went too far just now?Nangong Ye clearly wanted to make him happy, but he was questioning other people's intentions. If he encountered such a thing, he would be angry, so why not apologize tomorrow morning?

After making up his mind, his heart, which had been heavy all the time, seemed to be relieved in an instant. After deciding to apologize, his depressed mood was finally better. He lay down on the bed again, tossed and turned for a long time, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, he did not sleep well, and many chaotic scenes were constantly changing. For a while, it was Fei Junhao's gentle face, but when he turned his face, he was staring at him with cold eyes. It was extremely cold, looking at him as if looking at a dying person, for a while Xiao Moxuan smiled gratefully, but the next moment, that face with a grateful smile suddenly became distorted and crazy, like a ghost rushed towards him--

Shocked all over, he sat up suddenly from the bed, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality for a moment, the faint light came in from the half-open window, and he realized that his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and those things that made him hate and fear just now The pictures are all dreams.

It turned out to be a dream!

The shortness of breath finally calmed down, he raised his head and wiped his face, his hands covered in cold sweat, and let out a long breath.At this time, there was a knock on the closed door, and then someone pushed the door and entered. It was the maid who had been taking care of him for the past few days, and was walking in with a washbasin towel.

Seeing that Wen Zisheng had woken up, his expression didn't change much. He put the things on the wooden shelf next to the bed, and asked respectfully, "Young master, are you going to wake up?"

Wen Zisheng nodded, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. The maid moved very quickly. When Wen Zisheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, she had already taken the coat from the side and put it on Wen Zisheng. The injury has not healed yet, please pay attention to keep warm."

Wen Zisheng paused, pretending to be casual and asked: "Is your master awake?"

"If you go back to the son, the master has already woken up and is practicing sword in the yard."

"Ah."

Wen Zisheng is not the kind of person who procrastinates, since he had already decided to apologize to the other party last night, he should go there early, so after washing up, he didn't even have breakfast, so he went directly to the yard , Sure enough, in the yard, I saw Nangong Ye who was dancing his sword. His white and slender hand was holding the hilt of the sword. The sword body was so clean and bright that it could be used as a mirror. Speaking of the attack power of the moves, just looking at it like this, I think it is a very eye-catching feeling.

Wen Zisheng didn't go over right away, but stood aside quietly waiting for the other party to finish practicing, but Nangong Ye didn't make him wait too long. When he saw him, he had already started to take it back. After holding a sword flower With a slight force on the wrist, the cold sword flew towards the hilt hanging on the tree without any errors, and pierced through it without any errors.

Wen Zisheng looked at Nangong Ye with amazement in his eyes. He knew that Nangong Ye's martial arts were good from the previous few contacts, but he didn't expect that the other party's swordsmanship seemed to be very good. Not only that, he even knew medical skills. So I couldn't help but wonder, what is there that he doesn't know?

While he was still admiring, Nangong Ye had already walked towards him, that very ordinary face was still expressionless, but until he stood still in front of Wen Zisheng, he still kept his lips tightly pressed and did not speak. Inexplicably, Wen Zisheng felt that the other party was making a fuss, protesting him to question him in this way.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little funny. Looking at the other party, I felt that although his face was so expressionless, it was surprisingly cute, so the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly raised, seeing the other party frowning slightly because of his smile. At that moment, he finally couldn't help chuckling.

Nangong Ye originally frowned slightly. Although this expression was light, it was enough to make people extremely surprised when it appeared on his face. It can be seen from the shocked expression on the face of the maid who followed Wen Zisheng. One or two, and then Nangong Ye's brows did not frown, but his black eyes were fixed on Wen Zisheng, as if silently asking him what he was laughing at.

Coughing lightly, Wen Zisheng smiled and said softly: "Where's the lantern from last night? It wasn't there when I passed the corridor just now, did you move it elsewhere?"

Nangongye gave him a slight look, but didn't speak.But Wen Zisheng also understood the meaning of his look, that he was silently accusing him of doubts last night, so he couldn't help being funny, no matter how calm and capable he looks, sometimes he still looks like a child, right?

"I came here specially to apologize to you for what happened last night." His voice was very soft, low and slow, and it was inexplicably comfortable to hear, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't let down your good intentions, it was my fault gone."

Nangong Ye paused for a moment, looked away, and after a while, said, "I've been put away by someone. If you still like it, you can take it out again." Although his tone was light, Wen Zisheng noticed the other person's eyes sharply. His earlobes were stained a suspiciously faint pink.

A strong smile dizzy in his eyes, he did not expect that the person who will be passed down as a god by the Daqing Kingdom in the future would have such a cute and shy side, and would not be so cute just because of his words. Embarrassed to blush.

"I like it very much, thank you."

The breeze blew gently, blowing off a tree of snowflakes, which fell to the ground one after another. At that moment, Wen Zisheng clearly saw the faint smile on the corner of the boy's mouth that was almost imperceptible. The boy's expression instantly softened.

Until a long time later, he still clearly remembered that faint smile.