At first hearing this sound, Xia Yihan stood up almost reflexively from the stone, jumped down.
On the edge of the rockery, Hu Ling'er was leaning against her chest with her hands around her chest, with a slight smile on her face, and she squinted her eyes at him.
The smile-smile expression made Xia Yihan feel panicked and quickly explained: "Ling'er, I..."
But as soon as he said that, Hu Ling'er interrupted, "At such a high place, don't you have to help the princess get down?"
Hu Ling'er's voice was lazy, making people unable to hear specific emotions, which made Xia Yihan even more at a loss.
"Sister Ling, no, I can get off myself." Perhaps seeing Hu Ling'er misunderstood the two of them, Wen Keyue was very anxious. While speaking, she tried to jump off the stone.
Xia Yihan glanced at her, but had no intention of helping her. Hu Ling'er had misunderstood. How could he take action again? Anyway, Wen Keyue's life and death had nothing to do with him.
Seeing that Wen Keyue was about to jump down, Hu Ling'er said helplessly: "Okay, I'm joking with you. Xia Yihan, hurry up and help the princess. If she falls and hurts, I can't explain to the emperor."
After hearing what she said, Xia Yihan then looked at Wen Keyue who was about to jump off, frowned slightly, then waved her hand, and took the whip again, wrapping her waist and pulling her down.
Although it was the second time, Wen Keyue was still stunned. Until she landed, she still stood there in a daze.
Hu Ling'er held Wen Keyue, glared at Xia Yihan dissatisfiedly, and complained: "I really don't know how to cherish the fragrance and jade. How can I be so savage to a girl's house?"
After complaining about Xia Yihan, Hu Ling'er said to Wen Keyue again: "Princess, don't be afraid. He is like this. It's so cold outside. I'd better take you back to your room first."
Wen Keyue felt it was a bit strange when Hu Ling'er didn't ask what they had just happened, but she couldn't take the initiative to say anything, so she could only nod and said, "Okay."
When she said this, she couldn't help but glance at Xia Yihan. There was nostalgia and expectation in her eyes, but he didn't look at her at all, and all his eyes were firmly locked on Hu Ling'er.
The hand that was holding in the sleeves tightened, Wen Keyue turned around and let Hu Ling'er help him leave.
Looking at the two of them leaving, Xia Yihan had not come back to her senses for a moment.
What exactly is Hu Ling'er's reflection? She left without asking anything?
When she said the first sentence, he could clearly hear a strong sense of jealousy, but his subsequent actions seemed to have no concerns about the matter between them.
Or maybe she didn't want to say anything more in front of Wen Keyue, so she sent her away first and then settled the score with her?
After holding on to his forehead, Xia Yihan felt that his head hurts. He really can't drink this wine indiscriminately. It's just that Ling'er is unhappy again.
No matter what, he must explain it to her carefully and must not let her misunderstand her anymore.
Thinking of this, Xia Yihan hurriedly followed.
After watching Hu Ling'er send Wen Keyue into her room, she turned around and walked towards the room that belonged to them.
Along the way, Xia Yihan followed her at a certain distance. Hu Ling'er knew that he was following her, but she just thought he was transparent and walked on her own, and ignored him at all.
Sure enough, I was still angry.
Seeing Hu Ling'er like this, Xia Yihan became more sure of her guess and just waited to get back to the room and talk to her.
But as soon as he entered the room, Hu Ling'er went to bed and got into the quilt, and then Xia Yihan could no longer calm down.
He stepped forward a few steps and grabbed Hu Ling'er's hand, and said nervously: "Ling'er, are you angry, right? There is nothing between me and the princess, so don't misunderstand it."
Hu Ling'er half supported her body, blinked at Xia Yihan, and said in confusion: "Did I say I misunderstood something?"
Her appearance was very real, not as if she was saying it was arrogance. This made Xia Yihan a little confused, "You didn't misunderstand, why don't you ignore me?"
"How could I ignore you?" Hu Ling'er looked unfair and said, yawning indecently, "I'm just too sleepy, so I'm just in a hurry to come back to bed."
"Is that...is it?" Xia Yihan was half-believing and half-doubted. Looking at her, she was indeed very sleepy.
"It's good that there is no misunderstanding." Xia Yihan smiled, let out a breath, held her body and let her lie comfortably, and then sat down beside the bed, still holding her with her hands, "Ling'er, we
I have walked so many bumpy roads, and I have indeed hurt your heart before, but I hope you remember that from beginning to end, you are the only one in my heart, you are my only one and everything about me."
Xia Yihan's hands were always very cold, but at this time Hu Ling'er felt warmth from his palm, just like his eyes staring at her affectionately, so warm, so affectionate, so sincere.
Hu Ling'er knew that this warmth belonged only to her.
The corners of her mouth gently curled up, and a bright smile appeared on Hu Ling'er's face. She held Xia Yihan's hand and said softly: "I understand..."
After a pause, Hu Ling'er's voice continued: "I know you went to drink depressedly because you saw Xi Nan and I chatting together; I know you have no intention of the princess; I also know that you only have the only heart.
I am alone. So I also hope you can know that if I don’t care, I won’t be angry because he hurts me, and I won’t want to escape him because of this. I will be so anxious to find the demon,
To reunite our three sisters, we are to be with you... and our children forever..."
"Ling'er!" As soon as Hu Ling'er finished speaking, Xia Yihan burst into tears with excitement, leaned over and hugged her tightly in her arms, "Thank you, thank you for forgiveness, thank you for understanding me, thank you for understanding me, thank you for your