After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

Xiao Yunheng put down his teacup, looked straight into those clear eyes with deep eyes, and said firmly, "I was enlightened earlier than him."

Lu Xiyue blinked and laughed out loud.

"Don't tell me, it's true."

It was Xiao Yunheng who confessed to her first.

"Let's go, the excitement is over." Xiao Yunheng got up, and stretched out his hand to meet her smiling gaze, "Let's go home."

"Okay, go home."

The sky was blue and gray, and the red-orange sunset glow was covered by a cloud of mist. It was a hot and dry day, and it suddenly became much cooler.

Under the eaves, there is jelly powder, and the hem of people's clothes flutters when blowing.

At the gate of Yan Mansion, Xie Zhizhou didn't wait for Yan Shu, but her personal maid said coldly: "My lord, our girl is tired and we don't see any guests today, please go back."

Xie Zhizhou's heart tightened: "You didn't tell her, do I have something to say to her?"

The maid glanced at him up and down. The young man had a handsome face and a tall and straight figure. Even among the many noble children, this kind of courage was rare. No wonder their girls like it.

It's a pity, it's an elm head, and it doesn't understand style.

Thinking of her daughter's red eyes when she returned home, the maid lost her affection for Xie Zhizhou, and repeated the girl's confession indifferently: "Our girl said it, but she doesn't want to hear it."

Don't want to hear it!

Xie Zhizhou took a step back, only to feel that something exploded in his head.

"There is nothing else, the servant girl will go back, and the prince will go back too."

After saying these words, the maid asked the doorman to close the door without looking back, and went straight away.

Xie Zhizhou stood at the gate in a daze, with only one sentence in his head - she didn't want to hear it.

Just after listening to what Lu Xiyue and Xiao Yunheng said, Xie Zhizhou suddenly realized that he liked Yan Shu.

Every day we meet inadvertently, and the face that is always full of unflinching smiles appears in front of me all day long. Although I still feel bored at the beginning, but later, I gradually change from acquiescence to anticipation.

It turned out that this is like.

It is precisely because I like it that when I hear that she may be married to someone else, I can't accept it in my heart. When I hear that she doesn't want to see me or listen to her, my chest feels like there are fine needlepoints across it, numb the pain.

Unlike the elder brother and sister-in-law who are in the same boat through thick and thin, the love that has gone through countless times of tempering and parting, is the love that we meet and get along with each other every day, and secretly take root and sprout over time.

Not so strong, but no courage to accept loss.

He raised his eyes to look at the gate of Yan's Mansion, the hand hanging by his side tightened slightly, a light of unknown meaning flashed across his dark pupils, but it disappeared quickly.

The night fell, and a few hours ago, it was still sunny and windy, and there was a light rain.

Wrapped in the quilt, looking at the book under the light and shadow of the candle, Yan Shu turned to the next page with relish, and saw the villain who coveted the heroine being kicked into the golden pit, her shoulders trembled, and she smiled furtively.

Boom!

The rain outside the window suddenly became heavier. Accompanied by the loud thunder, a dazzling white lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the entire room in an instant.

Yan Shu, who was concentrating on reading the script, noticed something was wrong.

Just now, when the lightning appeared, there seemed to be a... figure reflected in the script!

Thinking of this, she opened her eyes wide in astonishment, her breathing became rapid, she dared not move the hand holding the pages of the book, and pricked up her ears to listen to the movement in the room.

Sure enough, the sound of someone's breathing approached.

She held her breath, took a deep breath, picked up the script and suddenly jumped up, slamming her head on the back.

"Ah, come here!"

The scripture book didn't land on the ground, but was accurately grasped by the black shadow in front of it.She wanted to scream, but her mouth was covered by a pair of big hands.

The cold breath of rain and green grass came, and the voice falling next to my ear was even more familiar.

"Don't shout, it's me."

!!!

Xie Zhizhou?

She turned her head, and sure enough, she saw the pissed off face in the daytime.

Soon, the hand covering her mouth loosened.

Outside the door, the personal maid heard the sound and knocked on the door: "Girl, are you okay?"

Yan Shu only felt that the heart in her chest was about to jump out. Logically speaking, anyone who trespasses in a woman's boudoir is a lecher, and should be dragged out and beaten to death with a stick, but this person is Xie Zhizhou.

Should she call someone?

Yan Shu was tangled in her heart, but her mouth was faster than her brain: "I'm fine, you can go down."

"Okay, the girl called me for something." The maid didn't doubt it, and went down holding an umbrella.

When the people outside left, Yan Shu immediately took two steps back, pulled off the thin quilt on the bed to wrap her body, stared at the person in front of her and asked, "What did you want to do when you broke into my room in the middle of the night?"

What's the matter, can't wait until tomorrow to talk about it.

Hearing the anger in her words, Xie Zhizhou consciously turned his head away from looking at her.

"I've come to apologize."

"Apologize?" Yan Shu was startled, "What apology."

"I……"

"Wait." Yan Shu interrupted him, and stretched out a four or five from under the quilt, "Give me the book first."

"Oh, good." Xie Zhizhou obediently handed it over.

There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and he happened to see the name on the book cover - "Screen Winding"

Yan Shu changed hands and hid the script, sat on the bed and waited for him to speak.

She would like to see, what else does this wood want to do?

The night was dark, and there was only one lamp flickering in the room, Xie Zhizhou didn't dare to turn around, turned his back to her, and said sincerely: "I want to ask you, don't go to the flower viewing feast."

Yan Shu's eyes flickered, staring at the stiff back, with a puzzled expression: "Whether I go or not, what does it have to do with you?"

She didn't think that Xie Zhizhou's reason for saying this was that he was enlightened.

After all, she had been chasing this man for many days, and he was always very indifferent to her and didn't care about anything.

"It's related, I don't want you to go."

Yan Shu's heart skipped a beat, thinking of something.

She pursed her lower lip, her voice tensed: "Why don't you want me to go?"

Is this wood enlightened?

"Because of me, I like you."

Accompanied by a thunderclap, the young man's clear confession was suppressed, but Yan Shu still heard it.

The quilt wrapped around her body suddenly loosened, and she asked uncertainly, "You, what did you just say?"

"I like you. I don't want you to go to the flower viewing feast, and I don't want you to be picked and picked by others." He is not a person who likes to beat around the bush. Now that he knows what he wants, he can't be like before. He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I want to marry you. I like you and I want to spend my whole life together. So, can you not go to the flower feast?"

Yan Shu blinked, a little dazed by the huge surprise.

This wood said that she likes her and wants to marry her, did she really hear it right?

Yan Shu even forgot to wrap the quilt tightly, stood up in a daze, and walked towards him.

"Is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true. I came to you this afternoon and wanted to tell you, but you don't want to see me or listen to me." Xie Zhizhou tugged at his belt, his expression darkened.