After escaping Wala's pursuit, Jia Lian and the other three headed south, preparing to return to the camp.
In order to replenish food and water during the trip, the three of them stayed at a farmhouse.
At night, he suddenly saw a figure flashing past the window. Jia Lian was worried about the safety of Zhaoyang's two daughters, so he chased them out with a sword.
Under the silver moonlight, a woman's figure stood at the door of the courtyard.
She looked back at Jia Lian, and her beautiful face looked more and more bright and energetic under the moonlight.
Her smile is elegant and playful.
It's like teasing, but also like an invitation.
She strolled out, facing the moonlight, and walked into the night.
Jia Lian lowered his head and pondered, and in an instant, he still followed.
Princess Zhaoyang seemed completely unaware that someone was following her behind her. She strolled on the withered yellow grass, her footsteps brisk and leisurely, like a jumping hare.
Suddenly she stopped, as if she had found her destination.
She sat down on the spot, supported her chin with her hands, and admired the clear spring with white ripples down the slope facing the night moon.
After a while, she noticed someone sitting down next to her, and a smile appeared on Princess Zhaoyang's face.
"I thought you would still stand behind me like before, not daring to get close to me."
Princess Zhaoyang said, gently raising her buttocks, getting closer, then tilting her head slightly, leaning lightly on the cool shoulder of the person next to her.
The movements were so coordinated and natural.
After leaving Yanmen Pass, when she visited the scenic spots outside the pass, the people around her also followed her.
But at that time, the other party was really like a loyal knight who would stand silently by her side, protecting her without daring to go beyond the rules.
Jia Lian sat still, but all his senses were dispersed.
He felt the delicate body of the beauty next to him, and what he could smell with his nose was the cool, peony-like fragrance coming from her body.
There is something inexplicable, but it can make people's hearts beat faster.
Like a wonderful jade. She was a young woman in her twenties, with a unique virginal aura about her body.
Jia Lian, whose body and mind were numbed by tenderness, couldn't say the words "The night is cold, Your Highness will come back soon".
He turned his head and glanced at Princess Zhaoyang, whose eyes were narrowed slightly and seemed to be enjoying herself. Jia Lian sighed and stretched out his arms to hug the person next to him.
She was dressed too thinly. Under the sarong, there is probably just a thin coat that wraps around the body. If you touch it with one hand, you can feel the tender and warm body underneath.
Princess Zhaoyang was shocked, and then she leaned forward very cooperatively and wrapped her hands around Jia Lian's waist.
Just as she secretly rejoiced that the steel had finally turned into softness around her fingers, she heard Jia Lian's deep voice: "Your Highness, do you really not regret it?"
Princess Zhaoyang snorted slightly, seemingly in response, but also seemed not to want to answer Jia Lian's question.
"Maybe I can't give the princess what she wants. Maybe she will be more disappointed and resentful."
Jia Lian's voice became more serious and sincere.
Princess Zhaoyang frowned slightly, stood up, looked up at Jia Lian, then continued to lean into Jia Lian's arms, and said: "When you like someone more than you like yourself, maybe there is nothing else in the world." So important.”
Princess Zhaoyang understood Jia Lian's worries. He was afraid that she would rely on her status to ask for it from him in the future, which would destroy his family and cause his wife and daughter to be separated.
This was her response. It was also what she had not finished saying at the campfire last night.
“After experiencing these things, I discovered that many things in the world and the things the world gives me that I need to care about are meaningless.
Only what you really want in your heart is the purpose of living.
You know, I now have a very clear idea of what I want to do next. "
Princess Zhaoyang put her ear on Jia Lian's chest and said while listening to Jia Lian's soothing heartbeat.
"The first thing is to serve the imperial grandmother so that she can live a long life. The second thing is to protect Xiaoling. He is really an unreliable guy. I don't feel comfortable leaving him alone in the capital.
third……"
Princess Zhaoyang paused for a moment, and then said slowly: "Just like now, you can quietly tell the people you want to say what is in your heart."
Hearing Princess Zhaoyang's explanation, Jia Lian was shocked.
If there is really the most difficult thing to endure in the world, I am afraid that this beauty is the only one who can be kind to me.
He has always thought that only Baochai, who is a master in the mountains, and Daiyu, who is a fairy in the world, can move his heart.
It was the light in his heart and the spiritual pursuit that guided him to climb into this world.
Even Wang Xifeng, the fairy concubine, is more of just a husband and wife day and night.
However, after all, he and Xue Lin, especially Xue, have not had many interactions so far. The so-called soul-stirring thing may just be the one-sided yearning and persistence in my heart.
He never thought that there would be another person, a woman of noble birth, who would regard him so seriously and deeply.
It was so heavy that before she knew it, she had become her goal in life, so deep that the other party was willing to give up her noble bloodline, put down her own self-esteem, and express her kindness and love to him again and again.
Thinking back on everything Princess Zhaoyang had done to him since leaving the capital, he suddenly felt that the world was turned upside down.
It was as if the other person had become him, and he had become Daiyu.
No, I am not more attentive to Daiyu than Princess Zhaoyang is to him!
Thinking about it, Jia Lian couldn't help but tighten his arms, not wanting to lose too much in this relationship between men and women.
Princess Zhaoyang didn't know Jia Lian's thoughts, she was still silent in Jia Lian's response to her.
Realizing that Jia Lian was silent for a while, she suddenly thought of a sentence that she felt was witty and interesting. She sat up straight, stared at Jia Lian, and said with a smile: "As for the resentment and disappointment you mentioned...
I can only reply to you without any resentment, because you never gave me hope from the beginning.
However, I still hope that you will be more enthusiastic towards me in the future and not let me feel too much disappointment. "
As he spoke, he tucked a strand of hair blown away by the night wind behind his ear and gave Jia Lian a teasing smile.
What else could Jia Lian say, he could only lower his head and look back at the woman in his arms.
The night wind was very cold, and her body was very thin.
A 90% new sarong that a farmer's daughter treasured and was reluctant to wear was worn on Princess Zhaoyang. It could not reflect her royal status at all, but it gave her a sense of elegance and refinement.
Being looked at by Jia Lian like this, Princess Zhaoyang finally stopped laughing. The shame just appeared on her cheeks, and she forced her to suppress it with a roll of her eyes at Jia Lian.
Then, she met Jia Lian's gaze, leaned forward, and slowly closed her eyes.
Jia Lian smiled, this woman is really good at it.
Lowering his head, he gently kissed the other person's lips that were cooled by the night wind. The feeling was very unique, just like when the other party secretly kissed him at Ganning Pass that night.
It's just that the subject and the guest are interchangeable.
