Chapter 161 I Like Delicate
When he came out of the study, Ye Xuanhe remembered something else.
"Oh, I almost forgot to tell Your Highness that my younger sister is here too."
Qi Wuhan's face darkened slightly.
Ye Xuanhe explained calmly, "I heard that Your Highness was married in the Central Plains before, so I want to meet your Highness's Central Plains lady."
When the two came over, they saw Jiang Lan being pressed against a pillar by another girl.
Seeing this scene, Qi Wuhan's face looked a little ugly, even though the other party was a girl.
"Are you going to compete with me or not?"
"I really don't know martial arts, you should find someone else to compete with."
Jiang Lan was in dire straits. She had been planning to write down the story she hadn't finished telling him, which would make it more complete and detailed than telling him, and would also help him recall more details. Before she could write a sentence, she heard the sound of fighting outside. She immediately ran over to check the situation. As soon as she reached the door, she saw Ling Feng being slapped by a girl.
The next moment, the girl walked straight towards her and looked around her. Before she could ask who she was, she said she wanted to compete with her. Before she could figure out what the competition was, she walked away a few steps, turned around and hit her with a palm, which was blocked by Ling Feng in time.
The girl pulled Ling Feng away and told him not to get in the way. The next moment, she grabbed Jiang Lan's hand and pushed her back to the pillar. Then the scene of the wall-dong that Qi Wuhan saw happened.
"Shuang'er." Ye Xuanhe called out with a smile on his face, looking like he doted on her very much.
"Big brother."
Hearing the word "big brother", Jiang Lan's heart trembled. She already knew the other party's identity, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.
Ye Yushuang went over and bowed to Qi Wuhan, then turned to look at Jiang Lan, "She is the Central Plains woman that Your Highness married before. People say that Central Plains women are delicate, but I didn't expect her to be so delicate."
Jiang Lan's face was burning, and she felt like she was being judged like a fish on a chopping board.
"What's wrong with a woman being delicate? I like delicate ones." Qi Wuhan said.
This time it was Ye Yushuang's turn to feel a little hot on her face. It seemed as if the words were saying that she was careless and only knew how to wield swords and guns, without any femininity at all...
"Shuang'er is in good health. After she gets married, she will definitely continue the family line for Your Highness as soon as possible." Ye Xuanhe tried to smooth things over.
“…”
“…”
“…”
This one sentence left the three of them speechless.
After Ye Xuanhe took Ye Yushuang away, Qi Wuhan was about to walk over when Jiang Lan turned her head and went back to the bedroom. When he came in, he saw Jiang Lan sitting on the couch by the window, with the back of her head facing him, looking sulky. He walked over and just sat down beside her when she moved away. He also moved over to sit next to her, and when she was about to move out, he held her in his arms.
"Didn't you tell me to come back quickly because you had something to say to me?" he whispered softly in her ear.
"No." She denied, her brows furrowed into a frown.
"Really?" He held her shoulders and asked her to turn to face him. Jiang Lan glanced at him and then looked away. She heard him sigh softly, "What do I have to do to make you open your heart to me?" The next moment, she reached out and pinched his waist. He hissed softly. It really hurt, but the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, as if he was quite happy.
"Not angry anymore?" Qi Wuhan hugged her close to him again, with a tender smile in his beautiful peach eyes. Although Jiang Lan didn't say anything, the frown on her brow had disappeared. He coaxed her softly, "Can you tell me now?" Jiang Lan glanced at him. It happened that there were still many things in the previous story that had not been told, such as the story of their trip to Zhangzhou.
"Would your Highness like to hear another story now?" she asked in a playful tone.
"Don't call me Your Highness from now on," Qi Wuhan raised his hand and tapped her forehead lightly, "Remember?"
"I understand." She also raised her hand and tapped his forehead lightly, a slight smile on her lips, and then told him about the incident in Zhangzhou, how he pretended to be dead in the water to trick her into rescuing him, and how he was so persistent in proving his innocence to her...
By the time she finished telling this part of the story, Jiang Lan felt a little thirsty. When she went to pour some water, she secretly observed Qi Wuhan's expression. She saw that he was looking out the window as if in a trance. She wondered if he remembered anything.
She slowly finished a glass of water and walked back to hear him ask, "If I can't remember it, will you hate me?"
Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment. She had never thought of the word hate.
"Am I such a petty person?"
Qi Wuhan smiled faintly, his smile seemed a bit lonely, and he murmured to himself, "So you don't hate being alone."
"..., so you want me to hate you?
"If I tell you to hate me, then you can hate me. What's the point?"
“.…..”
Jiang Lan took a deep breath silently, turned around and left.
"Where are you going again?" Qi Wuhan turned his head and looked at her back and asked.
Jiang Lan turned around and said to him, "I have a headache. I need to sleep for a while."
"It's almost noon, aren't you hungry?" He supported his head with one hand, a smile on his lips, and looked calm and relaxed. The rapid change of his emotions made him a master of changing faces.
"..., not hungry." She just raised her foot and heard him say behind her, "Then I'll go with you. I'm a little sleepy too." She turned around and walked to the stool beside the table and sat down. "I'm hungry. Let's eat first."
He smiled slightly, like a thousand-year-old male vixen~
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The next day, Qi Wuhan received news that the high priest had come out of seclusion, so he went to Tianchen Pavilion.
Jiang Lan also learned this news from Ling Feng, and wanted to find out what kind of magical power this Northern Desert High Priest had that could wipe a person's memory blank?
But she couldn't go out casually now. Even if she wanted to leave the yard, she had to report to Qi Wuhan first and get his consent. But this was also for her safety. After all, she had been assassinated twice, and there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be a third time.
"Brother Ye has traveled extensively and has seen a lot. Perhaps he knows something."
She asked Ye Rushui to come over on the pretext of a headache. Ye Rushui took her pulse first. Jiang Lan quietly asked him, "Brother Ye, do you know the high priest here?" Ye Rushui did not answer. After a while, he asked her to use his other hand to feel her pulse. Jiang Lan thought that he probably didn't like talking to people while feeling her pulse, so she didn't ask him.
After taking the pulse, Ye Rushui said, "I have heard that the high priests of all generations have the ability to communicate with gods, to call the wind and rain, and to bring the dead back to life."
Jiang Lan felt that the last two magical powers were just like the usual rhetoric of charlatans. They always claimed that they were the reincarnation of some immortal, could go to heaven and earth, and could do anything. But in fact, they couldn't even tell a fortune and were not as good as her cousin.
But since Ling Feng said that Qi Wuhan’s amnesia was related to the other party, the other party must have some means.
"Brother Ye, do you think it was the high priest who did something to cause the Marquis to lose his memory?" she whispered.
Ye Rushui replied, "If it is witchcraft, it is possible." At this point, he suddenly stood up as if something had suddenly dawned on him, and said that he had an idea that he wanted to verify, and then left first.
Jiang Lan had nothing to do, so she continued to write the story between the two of them.
After Qi Wuhan came back, she asked him which day would be the best for the wedding?
"That's not what I'm asking," he explained.
"Then what are you going to ask?" Jiang Lan looked unconvinced.
Qi Wuhan pulled her into his arms, his hand gently caressing her belly. "I'd like to ask the high priest to help calculate whether your and my first child will be a son or a daughter?"
"Who wants to give birth to a child for you..." Jiang Lan said blushing.
"I hope it's a daughter, like you."
"What if it's like you?"
"I'm not ugly, am I?"
"......, the eyes are pretty. So, the eyes look like yours?"
"I think your eyes look better."
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