After being reborn as a double, she is soft and charming

Chapter 22 16th birthday

His coldness brought back Chunlan's tragic face.

Just as Xi Yan was about to retch, the next moment, Bai Qi clamped her jaw severely.

"Isn't it alright? It's been half a year, isn't it long enough?"

As soon as Bai Qi's big palm was placed on Xi Yan's shoulder, she was trembling, as if she was suppressing the discomfort in her heart.

The girl struggled to swallow her fear, and under his signal, she sat back in the dowry again.

Bai Qi took out a new Xiyan hairpin and wanted to tie her hair up, but after trying for a long time, she couldn't succeed.

Finally, impatiently, he threw it at the corner of the table and sat down on the bed recklessly.

"Yourself." He ordered, and then lazily leaned against the soft pillow.

"But it's night now, and I..."

Xiyan was a little panicked, she wanted to say that she was going to sleep, but Bai Qi had already occupied her bed in an overwhelming way...

"Wanfa." Bai Qi's voice was a little darker.

Xiyan had no choice but to pick up the hairpin that he had thrown aside, and dexterously tied up the single-snail bun with her five fingers.

Her movements were smooth and flowing, and soon, her waist-length black hair was fixed on top of her head.

After doing this, she turned her head and looked at Bai Qi pretending to be timid.

However, Bai Qi seemed dissatisfied, he frowned, and said lightly, "Untie it, and tie it up again."

Xiyan looked at the bronze mirror, is there anything wrong?
But he couldn't stand Bai Qi's domineering, so he had to untie the single-snail bun, and seriously tied himself a double-snail bun.

She tied it up meticulously, and even took care of the broken hair on her forehead, but when she turned her head to look at Bai Qi confidently, she saw that his expression was even more gloomy.

"Untie it, retie it, just that one, very good."

Xiyan gritted her back molars and glared at him angrily.

This back-and-forth game eased the relationship between the two, and the discomfort Bai Qi brought to her gradually disappeared.

Bai Qi saw the resistance on the little girl's face, but he ignored it, and just stared at her hair for a moment.

"It's too high, let's tie it up again."

"Low, re-tie."

"It's too messy, re-tie."

……

After tossing back and forth like this all night, the candles in the room had been burned out, and when Xi Yan untied her bun for the last time, Bai Qi finally got up.

"Be good, wait for me to come back and bring you a gift."

Rubbing her cheeks with her rough fingertips, Xi Yan suddenly understood!
Bai Qi, this is reminiscing about the past...

It was a few days before she lost her virginity to Bai Qi, he came to Xiyan Pavilion early in the morning, saw her just got up, so he sat on the imperial concubine chair.

Xiyan covered her face with her hands, coquettishly let him go out.

But Bai Qi, who was always cold and solemn, actually had a bewitching mischievous look in his eyes. He forcefully tore away the girl's cover, and smiled, "My evening face is beautiful all the time."

The morning light slanted into the cabinet along the wooden lattice windows. The girl skillfully held an assortment of rouge and gouache, and looked at the bronze mirror seriously and attentively.

When she curled up her hair, Bai Qi suddenly murmured, "The piano is playing, so please be quiet."

At that time, Xi Yan didn't understand poetry, but now I know that Bai Qi has the intention of asking her to marry him.

How could someone as humble as her be the princess of the Northern Qi Dynasty?

No matter what the reason is, Bai Qi did not have an official marriage in the end, and even the ceremony of taking a concubine was not given to her.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Xiyan turned around and came to the dressing box, took out a piece of silk, and looked at it carefully to make sure it was correct before she felt at ease.

This was her plan, and she had rehearsed this confrontation in her heart for half a year.

On the day of his 16th birthday, Yecheng ushered in the first snow.

Xi Yan knew that Bai Qi didn't just set her birthday on a whim, he chose this day because it was his own birthday in his previous life.

Xi Yan fidgeted and paced in the courtyard until sunset, when Bai Qi arrived as scheduled.

He seemed to have just come back from Qingzhou. As soon as he entered the door, he grabbed the little girl who was hesitant to speak, took a deep breath of the fragrance from her neck, and was satisfied, "Xiyan, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Xiyan clenched her back molars tightly, the disgust on her face disappeared in a flash.

Their eyes met, and she turned back into that obedient raccoon slave again.

Bai Qi picked her up and strode into the room and into the cabinet.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the cabinet, Bai Qi took off his cloak and sat on the edge of the bed.

He picked up the girl who had been looking at him with a nervous expression, the unruliness in her eyes slowly melted and dissipated with the smile on her lips...

Xiyan was pressed on his lap, and a deep voice fell from the top of her head, "Have you decided what you want?"

Xiyan knew that no matter what she said she wanted, she could not escape Bai Qi's possession in the end.

But Bai Qi doesn't use force directly, maybe he thinks it's boring, and he wants her to admit her love for him.

He likes to be coveted, likes this little girl obediently looking forward to his return, likes her prostrate at his feet, begging over and over again, "Don't send me out, what did Xiyan do wrong to make the prince hate you? , Xi Yan will definitely change..."

Xi Yan thought, look, even if she is abandoned, she still needs to remember his kindness and reflect on her own mistakes...

Now that I think about it, what is the reason?

Xi Yan sneered in her heart, but her face remained calm.

"Can I ask for anything?" She climbed onto Bai Qi's shoulder, with hope shining in her eyes, "Even if it's something I shouldn't covet, can I do it?"

Bai Qi stretched out his index finger, scratched the tip of the nose of the person in his arms, and said fondly, "Can you tell the difference between wishes and delusions?"

"Master taught me." Xiyan frowned and nodded with sincerity, "For example, I want to say that wanting to cure the soul revival Gu is delusional."

She's not stupid, she won't make a deadly temptation to cure such a teasing tiger's whiskers.

Sure enough, Bai Qi nodded in satisfaction.

Xiyan avoids his gaze, that gaze is too hot, more uncomfortable than being next to the charcoal fire.

"I...I want to..."

"What do you want?" Bai Qi shackled her pink cheeks, forcing her to look at him.

The black pupils seemed to be full of shyness and adoration, so Xiyan said straightforwardly, "I want Aqi."

As if he had already figured out her answer, Bai Qi smiled heavily, and leaned over to kiss her lips, but the little girl turned her head away.

The unreasonable breakaway was unexpected by Bai Qi.

He was so careless, watching the little girl slip and fall to the ground, like a pool of spring water, no matter how hard he scooped it up, he couldn't pick it up.

The little girl's crisp smile softened the man's iron-blooded muscles, and he had no choice but to say, "Xiyan, that's enough."

"I haven't finished yet," Xiyan knelt down in front of Bai Qi again, raised her eyes slightly, and said word by word, "I want to be the queen of this world, Aqi, can you allow me?"

After saying this, Xiyan's heart beat like a drum.

This wish reveals both ambition and loyalty.

When she first entered the mansion, she said she wanted to be literate, so now she understands the situation in the world, which is reasonable.

And being a queen is the best excuse for him to reject Bai Qi.

She knew that Bai Qi would not accept the position of wife of a lowly slave, so naturally, she would lose interest because of her impure thoughts.

Sure enough, Bai Qi twitched the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and the emotion in his eyes slowly faded away.

"You have a big appetite?"

The light in the cabinet was very dark, making the gloom in his eyes bright or dark, Xiyan took a deep breath, and hastily spread the silk in her hand.

(End of this chapter)