"You're leaving without even telling me?"

Sitting in the car, unable to see his face, Song Tingwan's voice was a little weak, "Ah, didn't we say goodbye last night?"

Under these circumstances, the usually cautious Suzaku finally came to his senses and quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. "Master, please sit down first. I'll go back to the tent to get something."

After Zhuque left, Xiao Yunze bent down and sat in the passenger seat naturally.

Song Tingwan: “…”

Why isn’t Suzaku usually this smart?

"Ahem." Song Tingwan cleared his throat. "Are you done over there?"

"Hmm." Xiao Yunze's voice was light, "I didn't know you were leaving right now."

What I said...

Song Tingwan curled her lips, "You didn't ask me to leave quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Tingwan was pulled into a warm embrace, with a familiar fragrance lingering around his nose.

Very warm.

All the initial irritation disappeared.

Feeling his hands moving above her head, Song Tingwan was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yunze's hands kept moving, "I'm trying to figure out how to take this off."

Take it down?

What do you want to take down?

She simply tied her hair into a ponytail today, with only a rubber band on her head.

Song Tingwan widened her eyes slightly.

Why did he take her rubber band?

Before she could figure it out, her long hair just fell down.

Song Tingwan pressed her hands on his chest and was about to move away when she was pushed back again.

"Don't move."

The command was spoken very gently.

The distance between the two was extremely close. Song Tingwan looked up at his sharp jawline and felt the temperature rising again. "What are you going to do? Why don't you let me see..."

Xiao Yunze didn't say anything, but his hands never stopped moving. He grabbed her hair with both hands and moved them around, no one knew what he was doing.

His movements were too gentle and careful, making Song Tingwan's scalp a little itchy. "Are you okay? I feel uncomfortable like this."

Almost the next moment, Xiao Yunze let her go.

Song Tingwan reached behind his head and grabbed it.

The high ponytail was gone, and her hair was held in a lower position by a ribbon.

Song Tingwan felt something was new. She turned her head to look in the rearview mirror, a sweet feeling spreading through her heart. "You've been doing this for so long, are you braiding my hair?"

In the mirror, her hair was tied up in a low, loose bun.

A light gold ribbon that looks very textured is tied on it.

But I can't tell what kind of hairstyle it is...

Song Tingwan was a little surprised, "Do all the women here braid their hair like this?"

After saying that, he shook his head again and said, "Fortunately, it's not that easy to disperse."

Xiao Yunze coughed lightly, "It's my first time to tie my hair into a bun, please don't be disgusted."

"Dislike it?" Song Tingwan looked in the mirror again. "It's quite good. It has a unique flavor."

"Oh, by the way, where's my rubber band?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yunze raised his left hand, which was covered with a black rubber band.

Song Tingwan stared at the light yellow bunny head on the rubber band and asked uncertainly, "Are you going to wear this?"

For a prince, wearing such a cute rubber band on his hand, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate...

"I like this one. Let me trade it with you."

Song Tingwan blinked, feeling as if she didn't understand what was being said.

He likes rabbits?

It was the first time I heard him say that he had something he liked and wanted to exchange it with her...

All right.

As long as he is happy.

Song Tingwan was actually a little reluctant to leave him. If he left without saying goodbye, she might regret it halfway.

Suddenly remembering the safety lock that Xiao Yunze gave her, Song Tingwan grabbed his hand and said, "Since you're here, that's great. I have something to tell you too."

"I'm all ears." Xiao Yunze turned sideways to face Song Tingwan and sat upright.

Song Tingwan blinked, untied the safety lock hanging around her neck, leaned forward, and hung it around Xiao Yunze's neck.

Seeing the butterfly-shaped safety lock hanging on his chest, Xiao Yunze was a little stunned, "What does this mean?"

Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow, "Didn't you notice that the rope of the safety lock has been changed?"

"The original rope was too thin and I was worried it wouldn't be strong enough, so I asked a jewelry store to make a red beaded braided rope. It looks pretty nice, doesn't it?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yunze laughed, "I didn't notice it for so many days."

Song Tingwan's ears felt slightly hot. "I've only been here a few days."

Hanging around his neck, completely blocked, how could he see...

"This is a gift to you, there's no reason to give it back."

Seeing that Xiao Yunze seemed to be about to remove the safety lock, Song Tingwan hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "Don't! I forgot to tell you that the three people who broke into my house last time were arrested. I also asked someone to reinforce the doors and windows. It's safe now and there will be no danger anymore."

"I remember you said your mother gave you this safety lock to keep you safe? Swords and knives are merciless on the battlefield, so you carry it with you, hoping it can keep you safe."

Speaking of war, Song Tingwan's mood became depressed again. He lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Yunze felt a pang of pain in his heart. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, "Wanwan, trust me, I will come find you. When the war is over and the people are settled, I will send a sedan chair with eight bearers to welcome you home in a grand ceremony, okay?"

Song Tingwan lay in his arms, her eyes instantly wet.

In TV dramas, the promises made at the time of separation often become last words.

She didn't want him to promise.

"Be my wife, okay?"

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