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"Qiu Lian is so frivolous."

Yan Wanting's shoulders felt cold, he was stunned, then lowered his eyebrows, and reproached shyly.

Xia Qiulian's hand holding Yan Banting's collar froze, a look flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his hand a little helplessly.

How could she have imagined that Yan Wanting's clothes could be pulled off so easily.

The person in front of him was sitting upright, with half-naked fragrant shoulders, his skin was as white and smooth as creamy fat, his shoulders were thin and bony, yet round, the fly in the ointment was that there was a ferocious finger-length and wide spot on the underside of the shoulders. scar.

Although it looks like it has healed, and the wound has begun to grow pink tender flesh, but it still looks eye-catching and awkward.

Xia Qiulian bit her lip, raised her eyes slightly with a blushing face, and then froze.

Her eyes fell on the scar, and she couldn't look away for a long time. She felt a tight pain in her chest, and she couldn't tell whether it was guilt or distress.

Pale and cold fingertips tremblingly caressed the fair skin and touched the scar.

Although Xia Qiulian's hands were soft, they were really cold. Yan Wanting shook his body slightly, but he didn't complain about anything. He just frowned slightly, and reached out to grab the collar and straighten his clothes indifferently.

Her thin lips were raised slightly, and her words were light and calm, as if she was comforting Xia Qiulian.

"Don't feel guilty. I saved you that day because I was in a hurry. Fortunately, it was only a flesh injury. It's almost healed now."

Xia Qiulian pressed Yan Wanting's hand, her cold and dark eyes were stained with sadness, and her fingertips caressed the prickly scar as if she dared not touch it.

"Does it still hurt?"

Her voice was hoarse and trembling, a bit distressed and a bit self-reproached, a bit incomprehensibly complicated.

How can you be so stupid, isn't it enough to hurt her, and still protect her like this.

"It's already healed. Naturally, it won't hurt. Don't blame yourself."

Yan Banting lowered her head, the shadow cast by her long and slightly curly eyelashes covered her gaze, but the corners of her lips were coldly raised, but her tone was gentle and low.

The cold fingertips stroked the scar inch by inch, slightly itchy, Yan Wanting slightly turned his shoulder, as if trying to avoid Xia Qiulian's hand.

"Your Highness, save me, this kindness, Qiu Lian's heart, but in the future, if something happens to His Highness, you should take care of yourself first, don't hurt yourself for others." Xia Qiulian looked at the scar, slowly Withdrawing his hand, his face was still pale and fragile, and there was a moist mist in his eyes.As if to shed tears.

"It's just that Ben Gong's temperament is to be fond of women, and I don't want to see a beautiful woman get hurt in front of Ben Gong. If Qiu Lian feels sorry for Ben Gong, she will take good care of yourself in the future, and I will be a hero to save you again."

Yan Wanting stretched out his hand to put on the clothes slowly, straightened the collar, and said in a playful tone.

Her casual words were like a gust of wind blowing through Xia Qiulian's heart, with the pain of dense cuts, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, making people have nowhere to escape.

Xia Qiulian panted slightly, took a half step back, looked at the person in front of her with her back turned to her, and closed her eyes in pain.

She was a little scared, afraid that Yan Wanting's casually saying those intimate and doting words would not move her more, but would only make her more painful and guilty.

Yan Wanting shouldn't be so kind to her, she doesn't deserve it, she doesn't deserve Yan Wanting's kindness, she doesn't deserve Yan Wanting's gentle treatment of her.

She pretended to be cold.

"Your Highness is doing this, is he trying to win over Qiu Lian, or is he trying to get something from Qiu Lian? Qiu Lian is just a woman who has just entered the palace and has not been crowned. Let me explain it clearly, and Qiu Lian can't understand it after thinking about it."

As soon as Xia Qiulian finished speaking, Yan Wanting quickly turned her head. She stood up, and her sleeves brushed past the neatly stacked pastries on the plate on the table, and two delicate pastries fell on the table.

Yan Wanting looked at Xia Qiulian in disbelief, with puzzlement and disappointment in his clear eyes.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised coldly, she didn't speak for a while, just looked at Xia Qiulian for a while, her face changed a few times, and then slowly turned cold.

"I originally thought that you and I were destined to have a good time, and we just wanted to make friends. I just didn't expect you to think that this palace has plans for you. Heh, you are just an untitled concubine of the emperor's father. , in Jiang Country, you are just a daughter of Xiangguo, and to me, she is not even as good as a court lady, so I was mistaken, thinking that you are different from others."

Yan Wanting's tone was extremely cold, like ice in a world of ice and snow, even with a hint of disgust.

"Your Highness calm down, Qiu Lian was thinking too much."

Xia Qiulian lowered her head and clenched her hands lightly, her expression still indifferent.

"You speculate about Ben Gong's sincerity towards you, which really disappoints Ben Gong. It seems that Ben Gong is being self-indulgent these days. Well, you can just do it yourself in the future."

Yan Wanting snorted coldly, looking at Xia Qiulian who lowered her head as if showing weakness in front of her, and listening to her pleading guilty without any excuse, a bit of disappointment and disgust appeared in her eyes.

After finishing speaking, he walked away with a gloomy and cold expression.

Yan Wanting had been gone for a long time, but Xia Qiulian never raised her head, she just stood there quietly, motionless.

After a long time, she slowly raised her head, with tears shining in her beautiful peach eyes, she walked to the table step by step with some powerlessness.

The pastries on the plate on the table still exude a faint fragrance, which makes people move their index fingers.

With trembling hands, he gently picked up the small piece of pastry that fell on the table, Xia Qiulian closed his eyes, and the tears that had been drooping in his eyes finally fell.

The fragrant pastry was brought to her lips, and she took a bite, the soft, waxy and sweet pastry spread between her lips and teeth.

This is the best ending.

Xia Qiulian swallowed the pastry, took a deep breath, the tear on her fair cheek slowly slid down, landed on her lips mixed with the pastry, and was sent into her lips together.

In this life, Yan Banting should stay away from her, and should not treat her well, nor should she get close to her.

Just like this, a stranger who hates her, in the future, when she atones for her sins and leaves, she can continue to live peacefully and happily in the palace, forgetting about herself as a vicious woman.

Find another good husband who is worthy of her, and the years will be quiet and the descendants will be around her knees, and she will grow old in peace and stability.

This is this life, what Xia Wanting wants is her present obsession.

Xia Qiulian didn't want to delve into whether Yan Wanting was reborn. Whether it was or not, she didn't want Yan Wanting to pay attention to her anymore.

Whether it's a sudden awakening, or deliberate deliberation, Xia Qiulian doesn't want Yan Banting to look at him with such gentle eyes again.

Be like an idiot again, be infatuated with yourself regardless.

On the lips and tongue, the sweet cake was mixed with tears, and the bitterness spread from the throat to the chest.

With a cold expression, Xia Qiulian raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, brushed off his sleeves, sat down at the table again, and closed his eyes.

The sunset glow outside the door gradually dyed the clear sky, Xia Qiulian waited.

Waiting for the arrival of Emperor Yan.