Cold Prince, Love Tenderly

It's night. Xia Yuyan stands at the window and looks out at the bamboo.

"Princess," Ziyuan came to her and put on a cloak for her, "although it's early summer, it's cloudy tonight. I'm afraid it will rain and the princess will be cold, so I'd better put on a cloak."

"Well." Xia Yuyan nods and Ren youziyuan ties her cape on her.

"You will tell yingyue later and ask her to check the recent affairs of Princess LAN. Remember to check carefully and comprehensively. Xia Yuyan always feels that what happened this morning is not as simple as what she saw on the surface.

"Yes."

Chen Wang Fu

Xia Yuyan orders to finish then went out the door.

"Dark night, what to do? The Lord hasn't eaten all day." Xiaofeng stamped his feet anxiously.

"How can I know what to do? Wang Ye doesn't eat today every year. I haven't seen you worry so much in previous years."

"It's stupid of you to say you are stupid. Can this year be the same as before? You don't see that Wang Ye is injured on his shoulder now. What can we do if we don't eat? "

"In my opinion, the Lord is not in any serious trouble." Dark night is still light tone said.

Xiaofeng heard inevitably want to scold him, did not speak, heard a female voice.

"What's the matter?" Xia Yuyan is a little curious. What can make Xuanyuan Yichen's two dark guards almost quarrel.

"Princess, you're here. It's so nice." Xiaofeng sees Xia Yuyan, and she is so happy that she has to dance. Although he and dark night are both dark guards, their temperament is totally different. Dark night belongs to mughu type, while he belongs to talkative and active type.

"What's the matter?" Summer language Yan looking at happy can't find north of Xiao Feng don't understand to ask.

"Princess, Wang Ye, he hasn't eaten for a day. Please go to persuade him," Xiaofeng said earnestly.

"No food?" Xia Yuyan seems to think of something and hurry to the hospital.

"Ah, dark night, do you think the princess can persuade the Lord?" Asked the dark night, which had been silent on one side of the wind.

Night did not pay attention to him, just turned to go.

"Ah, you dead wood, do you hear what I said? At least give me a reply?" Xiaofeng murmured, looking at the back of the night. "I don't know what the Lord thought. He even let a dead wood like you be his secret guard."

"At least my martial arts are better than yours," he said

"You..." Xiaofeng didn't know what to say. Although he was unconvinced, he had to admit that his martial arts in the dark was higher than him.

Xiaofeng looks at the shadow of the dark night and gives a hard "hum", then she turns around and leaves.

As soon as Xia Yuyan enters the room, she sees a man in white standing facing a wall. There is a picture on the wall, which depicts a woman in her early twenties.

Xia Yuyan naturally guessed who the woman in the painting was, and that's why he didn't eat all day today.

Because the man in the painting is his mother's wife, and today is the death day of his mother's wife. In the past, on this day of every year, he chose to stay alone and ignore everyone.

Xuanyuan yechen looked at the painting, and did not feel someone into the room, but suddenly felt a tight waist, a familiar smell of snow lotus into the nose.

"Yichen", Xia Yuyan gently calls his name.

Xuanyuan Yichen said "yes" and stopped talking.

Xia Yuyan doesn't speak any more. She just hugs her tightly in the back and puts her face close to his back to give him warmth. Feeling her warm body, the indifference and hatred in Xuanyuan Yichen's heart also disappeared a lot, so she held it quietly.