There was silence in the room, and the air seemed solid.
Although Ye Xiyue had already thought of his identity, it was still different to actually say it in person.
She stared at the man in front of her.
There was a depth in his phoenix eyes, as if there were waves surging.
Finally, his crimson thin lips curled up slightly, as if sighing with emotion and relief.
"You really guessed it."
Ye Xiyue's heart beat hard.
She actually didn't expect him to admit it so directly.
After all, the boy in front of him looked only seventeen years old, but the noble and domineering man in his memory looked to be in his early twenties.
Different ages, different voices, different looks.
Although both are stunningly beautiful, they are indeed different. Dingtian is just a look in the eyebrows and eyes, but they are very similar.
What's more important is that their words, deeds, temperament, and temperament are also very different from each other.
How could Ye Xiyue imagine that two people with almost no similarities were actually the same person!?
One was a powerful and noble man she met in a desperate situation and chaos.
One is a fragile and gentle boy who saved her life from the edge of life and death.
She still remembered the man's strong iron arms tightly locking her slender waist in the hot springs, with a commanding and irresistible strength.
Thinking back to when she rescued the young boy and asked him to sit on Xiaobai's back with her, and told him to hug her tightly, his movements were shy and careful.
How can these two people... be the same person!?
Ye Xiyue closed her eyes.
Even though she had been mentally prepared, she was still shocked when she heard him admit it in person.
After a while, she raised the corners of her lips without a smile.
"I'm too slow."
I should have realized something was wrong.
When he was injured and unconscious, the material of the Chinese clothes he was wearing was of excellent quality. Ye Xiyue once thought of starting from this point and helping him find his family, but after searching around, no one in the imperial capital had worn the same material.
There was no spiritual power in his body at first, and he looked like a loser who couldn't cultivate, but everything that happened later was enough to prove his talent. Especially in Feng Li Zhong, he suddenly burst out with amazing fighting power.
, it also shows that he has been hiding his true strength.
Not to mention the cold nobility that seems to radiate from the bones. As long as you stand there, you don't need to say anything, and your whole body seems to be filled with an invisible aura, making people afraid to approach easily.
Several times, Ye Xiyue even felt that the aura around him seemed to be more noble than that of the prince Xiao Mingyin.
She only thought that he was of extraordinary origin, but she never thought about that Emperor!
Now that she thought about it again, she was shocked to realize that Jingchuan was gentle and gentle only in front of her, but when facing other people, he would more or less have a cold air about him.
That is the aura that only those who have been in power for a long time can have!
And she has always ignored this, intentionally or unintentionally!
Moreover, if you think about it carefully, Jingchuan now is indeed different from when we first met a few months ago.
She couldn't tell exactly what was different, but she just felt it.
The moment Jingchuan admitted his identity, she finally understood: that change was actually the boy in front of her gradually revealing his original appearance!
Jingchuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice low.