Chapter 63 Can’t you be like a woman?
The next day, the morning light filtered through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the sandalwood floor, like a crumpled scroll.
Xiyan woke up slowly, and the sunlight made her squint slightly.
Then she sat up and stretched her waist lazily, only then she realized that her whole body was sore as if it was falling apart.
She looked around and regained consciousness in an instant. Then she remembered that she had stayed in Xiao Nanyue's bedroom last night.
The brocade quilt beside him had long lost its warmth. Xiao Nanyue had left at some point in his life.
He glanced down at his palm and found that the wound had been properly bandaged. The snow-white gauze was wrapped neatly and there was a faint scent of medicine.
A strange emotion arose in her heart.
It seems that Xiao Nanyue is not as cold-blooded and ruthless as he usually appears, or maybe it is a reward for serving her for a night?
However, she felt a little annoyed.
As a death warrior, he should have been alert at all times, but how could he have slept so soundly last night that he didn't even know when Xiao Nanyan left?
How could she know that Xiao Nanyan had lit some sleeping incense.
However, after a good night's sleep, although my body aches, my mental fatigue has disappeared.
Just then, the door was pushed open with a creak, and Qingliu walked in holding a brand new dress.
When Xiyan saw that it was her, she quickly hid in the quilt again.
Seeing her bewildered look, which was completely different from her usual calm demeanor, Qing Liu raised a sly smile.
"You're awake! In the past, you wouldn't feel sleepy even if you stood in the palace all night. How come you're sleeping so soundly in the prince's bed?"
Xiyan's cheeks flushed, and she sneered:
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Qing Liu put the clothes on the bed with a smile and blinked:
"As you command, my Miss Xiyan! I dare not make you angry. Who knows, you may be my master in the future!"
Xi Yan's breath was caught in her throat, but she really didn't want to argue with her any more, so she hurriedly grabbed her clothes and put them on:
"I'm leaving first!"
After saying that, she fled from Xiao Nanyue's bedroom and ran all the way back to her own room.
After closing the door, she leaned against it, her heart beating like a drum, and it took her a long time to calm down.
Subconsciously, she moved to the diamond-shaped mirror.
The mirror clearly reflected the face of a beautiful woman of extraordinary beauty. Her cheeks seemed to be stained by the clouds in the sky, like a lotus flower reflected in the water for the first time, with a touch of touching shyness. The movement of her eyes added a bit of charm. Even she felt unfamiliar when she looked at herself.
When I escaped just now, I was so flustered that I didn't even notice the dress on my body.
Now that I look at it carefully, I am surprised to find that it fits me perfectly as if it was tailor-made for me.
The soft material is like a new willow in spring, delicate to the touch against the skin, and the hem of the skirt sways slightly like ripples as she moves.
What surprised her even more was that the hem of her skirt was embroidered with evening primrose flowers, the silk threads faintly visible in the sunlight.
Seeing this, Xi Yan couldn't help but frown, secretly complaining in her heart:
Xiao Nanyue usually looks cold and aloof, but he actually has such hidden thoughts, which is really hard to understand.
Suddenly, a burst of giggles came from behind.
Xiyan guessed who it was without turning around.
"Manluo, why are you imitating Fu Yunqing and not taking advantage of the opportunity?"
Turning around, I saw Manluo leaning against the window with her arms folded across her chest.
Manluo was born with a charming appearance. At this moment, her eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes were charming, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"Oh, you went into the palace and came back straight to the prince's bed. You've got what it takes!"
Xiyan knew that she was not serious and snorted:
"You didn't enter the palace, but you were not idle either, right?"
Manluo sneered: "Oh, just playing around! Unlike you, that's real action!"
Xi Yan gave her a look:
"Your words and actions are so rude, can't you act like a woman?"
"Well, what do you mean by like? Am I not?"
As she spoke, Manluo had already walked up to her side, circled around her, and looked her up and down. Her eyes stopped at Xiyan's new dress. She reached out to touch the embroidery on the cuffs and smacked her lips.
"Alright, I never thought the evil spirit would be so kind. He's staying the night and giving away clothes. The sun is rising from the west."
Xiyan slapped her hand away and said angrily:
"Don't make wild guesses! The prince was just in a spur of the moment, how could he have had the thoughts you mentioned?"
Manluo covered her mouth and chuckled, a hint of ill intent flashed in her eyes:
"Okay, stop explaining. Explaining only makes you feel guilty. But it's okay. If you really win the prince's favor in the future, maybe you can even protect me! If my cheap mouth ever angers the prince again, I'll have to rely on you to whisper in his ear and plead for me!"
Xiyan was not good at speaking, and facing Manluo's teasing, she really didn't want to waste any more words, so she simply turned around and left.
"Hey, you're really angry, just kidding, just kidding!"
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