When Mu Wan walked out to close the door, Yan Shang hurriedly tied his belt, feeling a little annoyed.
He had come back to change clothes and go out at night. Nothing unexpected happened. But who could have expected Princess Danyang to suddenly break in?
She can go wherever she wants, without even knocking on the door, just come in...
When Yan Shang was feeling annoyed, he heard footsteps coming back. He froze, and quickly grabbed an apricot-colored robe thrown on the bed and put it on. When he wanted to tighten the collar, he felt that his action was too feminine, as if he was on guard against her...
Yan Shang put his fingers on his belt, and before he could think clearly, Mu Wan left and came back. Yan Shang was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that she would actually come back... Under normal circumstances, shouldn't he say something polite and she would just leave?
Why did you come back?
Not only did she come back, the young princess's watery black eyes looked at him. They were no longer as arrogant as when she pushed the door open just now. Now her eyes were curious, embarrassed, teasing... and a little dull.
She looked over intently.
His eyes swept down from his neck...Yan Shang turned sideways and pulled his collar.
Mu Wanyao had reacted now and was no longer the silly princess he had just driven to close the door. She saw him ducking to the side and a smile appeared on her lips.
Her cheeks were hot and she was happy. She said, "Why are you hiding? It's not like I haven't seen it before..."
She had seen his chest.
That night, when he lay dying in her arms, gasping for air with his mouth open, his face was covered in sweat, and the sweat flowed down his neck into his clothes. His messy clothes were somewhat soaked by his sweat. Mu Wanyao was shocked at the time that he was sweating so much, and was a little embarrassed to look at him for too long... But now that Mu Wanyao thought about it in a messy way, she felt that he didn't look as good as he did now.
The beautiful young man, wearing only a loose coat and a singlet, had slender limbs and a well-proportioned frame, and stood as majestically as a snow crane.
But he didn't wipe his hair clean, and the wet water dripped down, soaking his middle clothes, and the layer of snow became a little thin and transparent...
Mu Wan was lost in thought when Yan Shang turned his head to look at her.
His eyes were red, but his tone was serious and puzzled: "When has Your Highness seen it?"
Mu Wan shook her head: "Uh."
Seeing him staring at her, and seeing how smart this man was, maybe he would guess it if he and her looked at each other for a few more times... Mu Wanyao quickly looked away, put his hands behind his back and scolded: "Why are you asking so many questions? Why don't you put on your clothes properly!"
She was the first to complain: "You are such a weird person! You don't even lock the door when you get dressed!"
Yan Shang was helpless: "I'm in my own room, in my own home, why do I have to lock the door when I'm getting dressed? How do I know someone wants to..."
Mu Wan shook: "What did you say?"
Yan Shang sighed, "Nothing. Your Highness, could you please step out for a while so I can put on my clothes?"
Mu Wan shook her head and said, "Wouldn't it make me look guilty if I go out? I won't be looking at you, why should I feel guilty? You can wear whatever you want, why are you so fussy?"
Yan Shang stood still, with his back to her, but he didn't move for a long time. She saw him pull at his belt twice, but he seemed to be tangled.
He was wearing an apricot-colored coat. The color was a bit light, and it was difficult for a man to wear it well. However, this color looked very warm and beautiful on Yan Shang.
Mu Wanyao couldn't help but stare at his back for a long time and bit her lip.
...Indeed, it is a feast for the eyes.
Then she blushed again, feeling that she was not doing this right. Mu Wanyao glanced at the bed and saw the other neatly folded clothes. She couldn't help but imagine that these clothes were held by his hands and put on by him one by one... Mu Wanyao heard Yan Shang whisper: "Your Highness."
Mu Wan shook her head and said, "What's wrong?"
Yan Shang kept his head down, speaking softly and pleadingly, "Your Highness doesn't want to go out, at least go behind the screen... I really can't undress in front of Your Highness."
Mu Wanyao said: "...You are so annoying."
Having said that, Mu Wanyao still stood up and went outside the screen. She was actually relieved, because if Yan Shang didn't let her go out, and let her sit there and watch him change clothes... Mu Wanyao herself felt a little embarrassed.
She was just more embarrassed to show it.
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After a quarter of an hour of this, Mu Wanyao finally sat down again and was able to have a normal conversation with Yan Shang.
Yan Shang had already put on his clothes, with his long hair half tied up with a headband and half draped over his shoulders to let it dry naturally. He sat on the bed, leaning against the bedpost and curtains, separating himself from Mu Wanyao who was sitting on the couch diagonally opposite him.
The two sat there awkwardly.
Silent.
After a long while, Yan Shangxian coughed to break the strange atmosphere: "What does your highness want to see me for? I have an appointment to go out tonight, and I can't break it."
Mu Wanyao said, "I think so."
He came back specially to take a shower and change clothes, obviously he was going out.
Mu Wanyao raised her head and looked at him, fixing her eyes on his face. Although he lowered his eyes and half of his face was in shadow... but looking at his face was better than looking at other parts of his body, which would make people imagine.
Mu Wanyao said, "I know you are going to send people to Wuman for half a year to gather information."
There is no word yet.
Mu Wanyao made his tone cold, not being affected by what he had just seen: "Why are you asking for information? Is this something you should be involved in? Yan Er, what exactly do you want to do?"
Yan Shang raised his face slightly.
Without raising his eyes, he asked, "Your Highness, can't you guess it?"
Mu Wanyao said expressionlessly, "You have a mind as full of tricks as a hornet's nest, who knows what you mean. Maybe you want to threaten me with my past, thinking that I'm too harsh on you, and you want to rebel against me."
Yan Shang finally couldn't help but look up and looked at her. She had guessed it but said it deliberately, so Yan Shang had to say it himself: "Because the most troublesome thing about Your Highness is the past with Wu Man. Since I told Your Highness that I want to be Your Highness's retainer and help Your Highness, I naturally have to find a way to solve Your Highness's biggest problem.
"I naturally have no clue. And it is precisely because I have no clue that I need someone to go to Wuman, so that I can understand the five tribes of the Southern Barbarians and the relationship between Wuman and the Southern Barbarians... Only by knowing these, if something really happens in the future, I won't be confused and don't know where to start."
Muwan shook his head in silence.
Her shoulders relaxed slightly, her hands gripping the desk.
In fact, she guessed so.
Because Yan Shang has no reason to hurt her...he will only be good to her.
Mu Wan lowered her eyes, looking a little dazed. She whispered to herself, "You want to help me solve my problems, and you want to understand Wu Man, why don't you just ask me? Is there anyone in Wei who knows Wu Man better than me?"
She spent the most painful two to three years there.
If Yan Shang wanted to know, he could just ask her directly. Why bother sending someone to Wuman?
Yan hasn't spoken yet.
Mu Wanyao felt extremely embarrassed, thinking that he must be sympathizing with her, that's why he didn't speak or answer. His consideration was like a mockery to her! Sometimes, that gentleness was like a blade, it really hurt people to the bone... Mu Wanyao's whole body trembled uncontrollably, starting from her fingers.
She suppressed her emotions, but couldn't suppress the hoarseness and anger in her voice.
She tried to save face for herself: "I know why you didn't ask me. You think I have a bad memory. I always forget what you told me yesterday tomorrow. You always don't take it seriously the next moment... You think I have a bad memory. I can't remember even if you ask me, so you just don't ask."
Yan Shang was still stunned.
The moonlight shines in from outside.
It was already dark, but there was no light in the house. In the pitch darkness, it was obvious that no one was in the mood to light a candle.
Yan Shang leaned against the bed and looked at the princess who was leaning on the couch. She sat there with her shoulders drooped and her eyes lowered, her fingers hidden in her sleeves, leaving no trace.
He stared at her for a long time, and several times he couldn't help wanting to get up and go over to hug her. But Yan Shang forced himself to hold back, turned his eyes away, and told himself not to.
She was unbridled and reckless. She was moody, cute as a girl when she was coquettish, but hurtful when she was angry. There was too much distance between her and him. He knew clearly that she had no heart and knew clearly which way she wanted to go, but he couldn't let her go...
Yan Shang did not go over, but said gently: "Your Highness, don't say that. Your Highness is not a bad memory. I heard that your Highness was both talented and musical in the past. How could someone with both talent and music have a bad memory?
"It's just that your life before was too hard. Your Highness doesn't want to think about it, and deliberately makes yourself forget it. Your Highness keeps making yourself forget in your heart, so you can't remember many things. Those bad things will not affect your life. Your Highness doesn't want to remember, remember today and forget tomorrow, what's wrong with that?
"That's all fine. Don't worry, Your Highness. From the day I agreed to be your retainer, the Wuman incident was my token of loyalty to Your Highness, so that Your Highness could see my ability. These are things that your staff and retainers should help you think about. Your Highness doesn't need to worry about them at all."
Mu Wanyao suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him.
The moonlight was hazy and the house was dark. There were only two people sitting quietly on either side. The distance between them was so far that it was comparable to the Milky Way.
When Lang Shang met Mu Wan's raised eyes, he saw the sparkling light and flowing moonlight in her eyes.
Yan Shang said, "Your Highness, don't cry."
Mu Wanyao immediately retorted, "Which eye of yours saw me cry? Since you met me, when have you ever seen me cry? Are you blind?"
Her words were still as sharp as knives, merciless.
However, Lang Shang was as calm as ever and was not hurt by her violence.
He still looked at her tenderly and said slowly: "Then, Your Highness, don't be sad."
Mu Wan was startled.
He said, "Don't be so sad. It's nothing."
Mu Wanyao's eyes suddenly turned red.
She said she wouldn't cry, wouldn't shed tears. Ever since she had suffered so much injustice and humiliation, she told herself that she would never shed a tear again. But tonight, he only said a few words, and she couldn't help but shed tears... Mu Wanyao gritted her teeth, holding back tears, and just stared at him.
She looked at him for a long time.
Suddenly he said, "Are you trying to use the matter of Wuman to buy my heart and make me rely on you?"
Yan Shang was stunned.
Then his face turned slightly cold and his jaw tightened.
Even though he was always kind, he couldn't help but find it ridiculous at this moment.
Yan Shang said: "Your Highness, do you think I am heartless? Do I do everything for no other reason than exploitation and profit?"
Mu Wanyao said, "I don't know. Because you are just like that. You have too many hearts. Who knows how many petals of yours I will be lucky enough to get."
Yan Shang was a little angry. He leaned back slightly and opened his mouth to defend himself, but he didn't know where to start. In short, the impression he left in her eyes was that he was good at playing both sides and would not do anything without profit. In short, no matter what he did, he always had a purpose...
She is really...really...
He lowered his eyes, looking somewhat dejected and powerless. Yan Shang said, "Your Highness, think whatever you want to think."
Mu Wan smiled and said, "Are you angry?"
She paused. "I just asked you to find out if you were trying to win my favor. I just wanted to confirm it."
Yan Shang: "Confirm what?"
Mu Wanyao said, "If you are not trying to win my favor on purpose, then I would think you are being nice to me for no reason."
As she spoke, she suddenly stood up and walked towards the bed. Yan Shang looked down and saw Mu Wanyao standing beside him. He thought she was going to say something, but the next moment, she knelt on the bed and hugged him with her arms.
Yan Shang was stunned and leaned back. His back was against the bedpost. He looked up at her in surprise. She hugged him, knelt on the bed, hugged his neck, and buried her face in his arms.
Yan Shang was too stiff to move, his voice trembling: "Your Highness..."
——She suddenly ran over and hugged him. Has she become so used to hugging him?
Mu Wanyao's voice was muffled in his arms: "I really envy Yan Xiaozhou."
Yan Shang was confused: "What?"
How did it involve his younger sister?
Mu Wanyao said, "Yan Xiaozhou has a brother like you. You think of everything for her. Anyway, you are naturally kind to her. You don't have to treat her like an outsider. Your heart towards an outsider is definitely not as good as the heart towards Yan Xiaozhou."
Yan Shang didn't know what to say.
He was also being held by her, with a conflicted look on his face. He knew she was in pain and needed comfort; but holding her like this... he was struggling.
Mu Wanyao suddenly got an inspiration, and emerged from his arms, whispering: "Why don't I call you 'Second Brother'? You treat me well like you treat Yan Xiaozhou, and treat me well for no reason, okay?"
Yan Shang was stunned, then laughed: "Don't joke."
She is the emperor's youngest daughter, a member of the royal family. She has her own real brother, how can she just call someone brother?
Mu Wanyao said, "Don't you like me calling you 'Second Brother'? Well, there are many people who call you Second Brother. Even Wei Shu calls you 'Second Brother'. How about I call you... Second Brother, okay?"
Yan Shang blushed and began to push her shoulders to get her up. He saw that she was no longer so uncomfortable, and she began to tease and have wild thoughts.
Yan Shang repeated: "Don't joke."
Mu Wan didn't care. She hugged his neck, leaned over to his ear, and whispered softly, biting his ear, "Second brother..."
In an instant, she put her ear close to Yan Shang's and felt that his ear suddenly turned red, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the artery in his neck began to beat violently. He looked at her suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, and many emotions were suppressed underneath...
Mu Wan said coquettishly, charmingly, softly and coquettishly: "Second brother!"
Her wrist was grabbed and she was pushed onto the bed. Yan Shang's voice was tense above his head, his emotions suppressed and close to collapse: "...Don't joke with me!"
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