Her tone was innocent. Wei Heyan took a breath, and the air was filled with the moist smell of rain.
The atmosphere under the umbrella was subtle and awkward. He was silent for a while and asked: "Why should I be angry with you? What is our relationship?"
Si Yiluo grinned.
"As long as the Governor is not angry, being angry will harm the body. This sentence also applies to the Governor."
The summer rain came so violently that an umbrella could only cover the top of his head. Wei Heyan's lower body clothes were soaked by the rain.
His heart was half cold and half hot. If the girl in front of him was still just a Liangzhou Wei Qianhu, he could use her if he wanted. No one would dare to say anything.
But now she is the commander of the Royal Guards, a third-rank official in the imperial court, a popular person in front of the emperor, and his enemy.
Sharing an umbrella like this should be avoided.
Wei He said nothing, and Si Yiluo stopped speaking. The road from the imperial study room to the palace gate was not long, and it soon reached the end.
"I will give you a ride, sir."
Wei Heyan could stay in the palace, but he was not used to staying in the palace. No matter how late he was busy every day, he would leave the palace and return to the Admiral's Mansion.
The two of them lived across the street from each other and had shared a carriage in the past.
Si Yiluo was not used to his overtures. He thought it was better to keep a distance between the two of them, so he abandoned his umbrella and got on his horse.
The rain instantly smeared on my face.
"Thank you Lord Governor for your kindness! I am afraid that the Lord Governor's carriage will be dirty, so I'd better ride back!"
The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away. Wei Heyan got on the carriage, put away his umbrella, and lowered his eyes not knowing what he was thinking.
Back at the house, the maid helped him undress and wash up. Without Si Hai nagging in his ear, Wei Heyan was a little uncomfortable. He opened his arms and waited for the maid to serve him.
"Let Si Hai come back and take care of you."
Habit is a terrible thing. Wei Heyan thought about how familiar Si Yiluo was to him. If what she said was true, she would have done these things every day in her previous life.
Is he also used to having her around?
and after?
What happened next? That made her avoid him like a snake and a scorpion now?
Wei Heyan felt cramping in his abdomen.
After a brief rinse, Si Yiluo put on dry clothes and applied medicine on his face in front of the mirror. The wound was not deep, but it just looked a little scary.
She caught a glimpse of the scars on her chest in the mirror and remembered that when she first came to Beijing, the doctor gave her a bottle of medicine that would not leave scars.
Take it out of the drawer and apply it on your face.
A figure suddenly appeared in the mirror.
Wei Heyan, who was wearing a dark black nightgown with water still dripping from the hem, clutched his stomach and fell on her bed.
"Supervisor?" Si Yiluo thought he was dazzled, so he came closer and saw that his face was pale and painful, "Do you want to hire a doctor for you?"
Wei Heyan held her wrist and said weakly: "My spleen and stomach are not good, and I haven't eaten for several days... I want to eat the fish spring rolls you made."
He had stomach problems. Si Yiluo had always known that, without her around to watch his three meals a day in this life, had it become so serious now?
"The spring rolls are too greasy and difficult to digest. It's best to drink some porridge!" Si Yiluo brought him a handkerchief, wiped his wet clothes, and put his hands on the bed, "I'll go to the kitchen right now..."
She hasn't eaten since noon, and it's getting dark now. She doesn't want to trouble Aunt Chen anymore. She doesn't like to trouble others when she can do things by herself. Besides, there is Wei Heyan in the house who cannot be known to outsiders!
In the kitchen, Aunt Chen left food and steamed buns for her, and shredded chicken porridge was stewed on the fire, which was still warm.
Si Yiluo found a food box, packed the food and took it back to the room.
Wei Heyan leaned on her bedside and looked at the military book she kept for frequent reading. Si Yiluo was very familiar with him, but he didn't know Si Yiluo well. She obviously read this book often, and the footers were a bit curled.
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The furnishings in the room were also rudimentary, and the only valuable thing was probably the embroidered spring knife she hung on the bedside.
The complicated patterns on the candlesticks don't look like her style. They should be inventory found from the warehouse of Prince Min's palace, or they might be rewards from the palace...
The girl took out the food from the food box one by one, and her ordinary movements had a somewhat warm feeling.
"Aunt Chen made a bowl of shredded chicken porridge for the governor. Come over and have a meal."
Wei Heyan found that when Si Yiluo was relaxed, he called himself me in front of him, which sounded more cordial than calling himself a subordinate.
The dishes are cold, but it doesn't matter. It's hot and cold dishes are appetizing.
Only the bowl of shredded chicken porridge was still hot.
Si Yiluo placed the bowls and chopsticks and waited for Wei Heyan to sit at the table before using his chopsticks to eat.
Wei Heyan stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon. The girl's eating movements were not very elegant, even a little rude, and she wolfed it down as if she had been hungry for three days without eating.
Watching her eat, Wei Heyan felt hungry. After eating a bowl of shredded chicken porridge, the cramping pain in his abdomen eased a bit and was replaced by a feeling of laziness.
He doesn't want to leave.
Si Yiluo was eighty percent full. He was still not satisfied, so he put away the remaining buns and comforted himself.
"Eating too much at night will increase the burden on the gastrointestinal tract and affect sleep. Lord Governor, please go back to your home early to rest."
Wei Heyan sat still and Si Yiluo sent the dishes and chopsticks back to the kitchen. When he came back, he found him lying on his bed asleep.
His brows furrowed.
Si Yiluo couldn't bear to wake him up, so he blew out the candles and went to lie down on the soft couch outside.
The only sound between heaven and earth was the sound of rain hitting the roof. Wei Heyan opened his eyes to adapt to the darkness in front of him, and looked at the figure reflected behind the screen through the electric light.
Did people really have a previous life? He wanted to know whether he had made it to the end in his previous life...
The girl was sleeping soundly on her side. Wei Heyan was stunned for a while, then got up and walked over.
Those hidden memories emerged.
From the time he was born, his mother's health deteriorated and she died soon after. He was not yet two years old, and he already had the reputation of being a scapegoat.
The late Emperor's Queen Huijia gave birth to a son at an advanced age, named Zhou Xun, and she was the fifteenth child.
His identity is King Zhouxun of Han!
It is said that parents dote on their youngest children, but he has never enjoyed their parents' doting for a day.
The father doted on Concubine Gao even more. After his mother passed away, he made Concubine Gao his queen, and King Min, who was under Concubine Gao's knees, became the crown prince...
But when the current emperor, his biological brother from the same mother, stepped on the corpses of his father and brother and ascended to the throne, the first thing he did was to suspect that his brothers were disloyal.
I still don’t want to look back on those years of hardship and forbearance.
The electric light reflected his chiseled profile. When he was a child, he stayed in his own palace all year round, which was almost like house arrest. During the three years from when he was three to six years old, the only people who accompanied him were an old eunuch and a little book boy.
When he was six years old, he unexpectedly lost three of his brothers. He was afraid, so with the help of the old eunuch, he arranged for the book boy to burn his face and take his identity to live in the palace, while he took the place of a boy who was thrown into the cold palace and was about to die.
The little eunuch who died of illness.
Climb up to Emperor Yao step by step.
He doesn't care how many cold looks he has received and how much flattery he has received over the years.
But there has never been anyone like her who attracted him to go further.
Let him have a place to go and someone to talk to when he is lonely late at night.
This feeling is amazing.
But he can't. Once his secret is known, he will die without a burial!
He cannot die before fulfilling his long-cherished wish!
"Si Yiluo, don't provoke me..."
The heavy rain brought coolness. Si Yiluo opened his eyes and saw that it was already dawn.
Passing around the screen, the sheets were neatly arranged, and there was no smell of another person in the room.