The tulle is soft and subtle, light and elegant, with no unnecessary decoration except for a few plum blossoms embroidered in dark green silk thread on the cuffs and hem.
Adding a dark green scarf makes the rather monotonous skirt lively and ethereal.
The candlelight was dim, casting a hazy glow around her, gentle and serene. A faint, cool plum fragrance drifted in the air.
Yan Suizhi felt dizzy for a moment and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
With a hoarse voice, "Meimei, what are you..."
Xie Wanyun was dressed in a light blue gauze, her eyes were bright and her expression was cold but with a hint of charm.
Like a fairy in the moon, floating like the wind.
The fairy took light lotus steps and slowly approached him.
She is wearing a dazzling silk robe and a jade pendant.
Her silk dress flutters in the wind, her light skirt moves with the wind, her gaze is radiant, and her long whistle is as breathtaking as orchid.
"Don't come over here, I, I'm afraid I can't help it." Yan Suizhi said embarrassedly, his handsome face flushed red.
Xie Wanyun chuckled softly and took two steps forward. "I can't help it, so what?"
"Meimei, don't force me. I'm sorry for you and the Xie family. I don't have the face to face you." Yan Suizhi almost held his breath. Xie Wanyun stood so close to her, so close that if he just lowered his head, his lips would fall on her face.
Her breath teased his senses, and her hair even fell on his face, tickling him and making every cell in his body cheer.
Xie Wanyun's upturned phoenix eyes slightly glanced up, losing their former sharpness and becoming a little blurred.
"Yan Suizhi, I always thought you were a sensible person, but I didn't expect you to be such a fool!"
Yan Suizhi took a deep breath, trying to calm his troubled mind. But the subtle fragrance of her hair penetrated deeper into his consciousness.
It made him even more confused.
Yan Suizhi, who had always been calm and composed, finally lost his composure.
His heartbeat quickened, his lips dry, and he uttered two words almost in a dream.
"Mingmian..."
Xie Wanyun's breath was as sweet as orchid. "Yan Suizhi, even Youli knew that Quan Ge'er couldn't be blamed for her mother's death. How come in your eyes, I'm not even as good as a ten-year-old girl?"
"No, no, that's different! I, I have royal blood flowing in my body. Not only Huang Yanjing, but also the emperor, they are the masterminds behind the murder of the Xie family. How can I still have the face to face you." Yan Suizhi said sadly.
"Yan Suizhi, Huang Yanjing is not your father!" Xie Wanyun suddenly said.
"Mianmei...?" Yan Suizhi didn't understand what she meant for a moment.
"When he killed your mother with his own hands, he was no longer your father, so you don't have to impose his actions on yourself. Your mother's name is Yan Niang, and your last name is Yan. What is your relationship with Huang Yanjing?"
Yan Suizhi's eyes lit up instantly! Xie Wanyun's words were like a ray of sunshine, clearing away the haze that had enveloped his heart.
He just felt enlightened.
Huang Yanjing was his mother's murderer and had never had the responsibility to teach him. Why should he let him influence his life?
It's just so stupid.
"Mianmei, you're right! I was foolish in the past," he said sincerely. He thought about it, still a little worried, and asked, "Mianmei, do you really not blame me at all? I did something wrong back then, but I didn't dare to admit it, which caused you and your son to be separated."
"Why would I hate you?" Xie Wanyun twisted a strand of his black hair between her fingers, playing with it, and whispered, "It's a good thing it's you. If it was someone else, it would be terrible."
"Mingmei!" Yan Suizhi couldn't hold back any longer and pulled her into his arms. His dream of many years finally came true, and he was shaking with excitement.
But Xie Wanyun was still whispering softly.
"Also, Yan Suizhi, not only do I not hate you, I am grateful to you. Thank you for teaching our Jin Bai so well."
She looked up at him, a faint smile playing on her lips.
The smile was calm and beautiful. Her neck was slender, half-hidden by the veil of sky and water, as soft as snow and smooth as jade.
Yan Suizhi's eyes suddenly darkened. His fingers gripping her slender waist tightened, and his breathing quickened.
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