Princess Becomes a Slave, the Mad Regent Red-Eyed Imprisons Her

She was originally the Princess of Nanzhao, but due to an unexpected twist of fate, she ended up living among the common folk. Eight years ago, Xiao Nan'an, the Regent of Tianqi, rescued her du...

Chapter 190 You are the only heartbeat in my life!

Chapter 190 You are the only heartbeat in my life!

The expectation in Helian Feng's eyes was like a cluster of leaping flames. Xiyan looked at the corners of his lips that turned up, and swallowed back the excuse that was about to come out of her mouth.

She nodded gently: "Okay!"

Helian Feng's eyes relaxed and he was visibly excited.

He ordered Mingying to prepare the carriage. Before leaving the hall, he took a plain white cloak embroidered with evening primrose flowers from the clothes hanger and wrapped it tightly around Xiyan.

"You're in good health, be careful not to catch a cold."

Helian Feng's voice was filled with laughter, and he placed his palms on her back and picked her up sideways.

Xiyan exclaimed and subconsciously put her arms around his neck. When her ears touched his moist and hot skin, they instantly became hot, and she quickly retracted her hands.

Helian Feng's eyes and eyebrows curved with a smile.

The cushions of the carriage still carried the warmth of the sun. He carefully placed her in a seat near the window, then covered her legs with a thin blanket, tucking in the corners carefully and even straightening the hanging tassels before he was willing to let go.

Xiyan looked at Helian Feng's focused eyes and suddenly thought of Xiao Nanyan——

The man who always had a murderous intent in him, even when he was pinning her hair, he did it with control, and the way his fingertips pinched the back of her neck was like he was taming a wild horse.

Helian Feng's gentleness is like a spring stream, taking care of everyone meticulously.

Unlike Xiao Nanyue, even when he was lying on the couch, he was still as ruthless as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her. He was so strong and domineering that even his breath was tainted with his scent.

They both treated her,

One is the moonlight held in the palm of your hand, the other is the thorns engraved in your bones and blood...

The carriage rolled over the bluestone road, and the bells sounded crisp and pleasant.

Through the carved car window, Xiyan saw the green tiles and flying eaves passing by, and the warm sun gilded the vermilion columns.

Helian Feng suddenly lifted the curtain, and the wind blew in the fragrance of lotus flowers. He pointed to the shimmering lake in the distance:

"Look, here we are!"

Helian Feng got out of the car first, and the way he stretched out his hand when he turned around was so natural, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

The moment Xiyan put her hand in his palm, she felt his deliberately slowed breathing, as if he was afraid of startling her.

Walking along the Nine-Curve Corridor, a few fallen petals appeared on the white marble railings.

After turning the last bend, the entire lake suddenly opened up.

Pink and white water lilies are stacked up on the water surface, and the flower buds are holding dewdrops, reflecting fine light in the sunlight.

Occasionally, a koi fish swims by, and the ripples it creates turn its reflection into golden and red fragments.

"The thousand-petal lotus was specially found."

Helian Feng picked up a fallen petal and gently placed it in her palm:

"I heard that when it blooms to its fullest, each flower has 360 petals."

His fingertips brushed across her hot slender fingers, and he suddenly chuckled:

"How does it compare to Nanzhao's kapok?"

Xi Yan looked at the shimmering lake, her fingertips brushing the dew on the railing, and she murmured softly:

"On a clear day, the lotus boat sways from afar, the red lotus half-covers the cool jade skin. The water lilies in Taiye Lake are indeed beautiful."

The wind carried the fragrance of lotus flowers past her ears. She looked at the thousand-petaled lotus in full bloom, with butterflies dancing among the flowers, and added:

"Don't let the mud stain your purity; a pure heart will attract butterflies."

Helian Feng stood there in a daze, seeing her standing beside the white marble railing, her moon-white gauze skirt rippling in the wind. Her cold eyes were filled with sparkling light, clearer than the morning dew on a thousand-petal lotus. Her pale cheeks flushed slightly in the warm sun, just like a half-opened pink lotus in the pond.

At this moment, the breeze, carrying the fragrance of lotus, blew through the loose hair at her temples. Helian Feng suddenly felt that the overwhelming splendor before his eyes suddenly lost its color. Only the clear rhythm flowing between her eyebrows was like a painting in ink and color, gently falling on his heart.

"Do you like it?"

Helian Feng helped her around the railing, down the jade steps, and to the edge of the pool.

He squatted down and picked a lotus flower for her:

"I had someone find this from Jiangnan. It's said that this twin lotus symbolizes..."

He suddenly chuckled and pinned the flower in her hair.

"It symbolizes the eternal bond between loved ones."

Xiyan looked at her own graceful reflection in the water, and suddenly remembered what Xiao Nanyue had said: The human heart is like a water lily, shallow on the surface, but entangled in countless mud underneath.

But at this moment, the light in Helian Feng's eyes was even brighter than the sunlight in Nanzhao, burning her heart and making her feel uneasy.

She and he were originally men and women from two different worlds and two different camps.

Although Helian Feng had his suspicions about her, he had never seen her in person. She was Shura Xuesha, the executioner who had killed hundreds of his prince's men, and the direct murderer who stole the Dongzhu and killed the Nanzhao envoy. If he knew one day...

"Your Highness..."

She spoke softly, but he pressed his fingertips against her red lips:

"This is the first time I've seen you..." Helian Feng's fingertips gently brushed across the corners of her moist eyes, with a gentle touch that eroded her bones.

"I wondered how such a beautiful woman could exist in this world, like a fairy among the clouds, untainted by dust. That day at Chunxi Cottage, your stunning turn beneath the pear tree, has been deeply engraved in my blood ever since."

Helian Feng suddenly held her face, forcing her to look directly at the heat surging in his eyes:

"Xiyan, you are the only heartbeat in my life!"