As the night deepened, tiny stars began to appear around us.
The fire that lit up on its own even though there was no one around made Wen Liyu realize that this was indeed a dream.
The air between the two of them became a little stagnant because of Zhao Xuanyin's words.
"Xiao Yu." Zhao Xuanyin looked at the woman in front of him.
She was wearing a bright red wedding gown and looked extremely beautiful. The wide, long sleeves were decorated with lotus patterns, and the lapels were embroidered with phoenix patterns in gold thread. The wings were luxurious and beautiful, and each wing was sewn by the embroiderer stitch by stitch, making them look lifelike.
Her long black hair was tied up in a bun, and her head was decorated with a phoenix crown that only brides wear. There were also various beautiful gold hairpins hanging on the side, shining under the light.
She was like a double-petaled peony blooming in the dark night, as beautiful as flower and snow, with bright and clear eyes and a dazzling look, which made Zhao Xuanyin's heart slightly moved.
Wen Liyu lowered her head, revealing only a pair of lovely white ears and the back of her soft white neck, and whispered, "I was there at that time."
"Then, Xiaoyu, do you understand what I mean?" Zhao Xuanyin didn't believe that she couldn't see the reason for the conflict between him and Zhao Xuanyi.
Wen Liyu's body stiffened for a moment, and she pulled her hand back, trying to break free from his grasp. "Brother Yin, I...can't."
"It's Brother Yi who's engaged to me." She raised her eyes, her eyes full of struggle, "Brother Yin didn't tell me then, and now... you shouldn't tell me either."
A dark and violent feeling surged in Zhao Xuanyin's heart. After he grew up, he kept regretting why he didn't stand up at the beginning.
I was young at the time and didn’t understand what arranged marriage meant.
He only remembered that he was chosen by the little ball of milk, and he was so proud of himself that he forgot that he and his brother were still playing the role of each other.
After the imperial edict was issued, it was too late for him to say that it was Xiao Naitian who chose him.
Once the imperial edict is issued, it cannot be changed.
Zhao Xuanyin didn't know when he was attracted to his younger brother's wife.
When he came to his senses, he realized that there was no turning back.
But he didn't want to add troubles and burdens to his sweetheart, so he stayed away from her quietly, paid attention to her silently, and only saw her occasionally. That was enough.
But now, Xiaoyu is so smart, she must know what I feel.
Since she already knew, then he...could he try to win? If he won the bet...
"Xiaoyu, you don't have to worry about those things." Zhao Xuanyin straightened his back, his palms sweating nervously, and his dark eyes stared at the beautiful woman in front of him.
"Just tell me, have you ever wavered in your heart after knowing the truth?"
Wen Liyu didn't dare to look at him. She opened her mouth in panic, but no words came out.
Under his silent urging, she finally lowered her eyes and said softly, "...I don't know."
Zhao Xuanyin's heart moved, and the joyful emotion washed away his usual indifference and gloom, revealing a pure smile that he had never shown in front of others.
His smile was like the first wild flower that grew after the ice and snow melted, full of vitality, and even more alluring because of his charming and seductive peach blossom eyes.
Wen Liyu was immediately captivated by his smile and stared at him blankly, unable to recover for a long time.
Seeing her like this, Zhao Xuanyin felt even happier and more joyful.
The clasped hands of the two men sent an electric current straight into his heart, softening his whole body and concealing his sharp aura.
"Xiaoyu, you have me in your heart." Even if it's just a little bit, even if it's only one tenth of Zhao Xuanyi's.
She had wavered.
Wen Liyu pursed her lips, turned her face away without answering, and silently took a step back.
Zhao Xuanyin didn't care. He was thinking about how to make Xiaoyu go from being hesitant to having a crush on him, and then to falling in love with him.
He was not greedy, as long as Xiaoyu's fiancé was changed from the damn Zhao Xuanyi to himself.
"Xiaoyu, I will definitely..."
Wen Liyu felt that Zhao Xuanyin's words were becoming increasingly faint, and finally, like the scene when a TV show suddenly turned off, her eyes went dark.
When I opened my eyes, the dark and silent night quietly left, and the bright spring light filled the entire boudoir.
"Miss, you're awake." The maid Hongyou had been guarding the door. When she heard the noise, she came in immediately and lifted the gauze on the bed.
Behind her were three maids, each holding toiletries in their hands. They lowered their heads respectfully, not daring to look up rashly.
Wen Liyu stood up and let them serve her very naturally, her movements graceful and dignified.
"Miss, the Third Prince has been waiting outside the yard since early morning. Would you like to let him into the yard?" Hongyou stood behind her, combing her long black hair with an ebony comb.
Wen Liyu's sleepiness disappeared instantly. She raised her eyes, and her curled eyelashes trembled a few times. "Let Brother Yi come in and take him to the living room to wait for me."
"Yes." Hongyou gave her seat to the maid who was good at dressing up, and left the room to carry out the lady's orders.
As the legitimate daughter of the Wen family, Wen Liyu owns a small courtyard of her own, which is equipped with houses of various functions, equivalent to the large courtyard where an ordinary family lives.
There was a sound of footsteps on the veranda outside the house, and a tall black figure was printed on the door of the boudoir.
"Yu'er." Zhao Xuanyi's voice came from behind the door. He stood behind the door and did not push it open, but just stood there quietly.
Although they were an engaged couple, it was not allowed for him to enter a woman's bedroom before they got married.
Even if two people are childhood sweethearts, they still have to abide by the rules.
Wen Liyu raised her hand to urge the maid who was helping her tie her hair, and asked softly, "Brother Yi, why are you here so early?"
"I came to see you when I couldn't sleep." Zhao Xuanyi's words were full of meaning. He sighed softly, "I don't know what happened to Yu'er after I left. I can't sleep or eat."
Wen Liyu's cheeks flushed slightly, more gorgeous and eye-catching than the rouge the maid wanted to put on her.
"Nothing." She pursed her lips, "Brother Yi, please wait for me in the living room. I'll be there soon."
"Okay, no rush." Zhao Xuanyi's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze. "I will wait for you, no matter when."
When Wen Liyu heard the footsteps leaving, she covered her heart with her hands and breathed a sigh of relief.
When the maids saw the young lady like this, they were a little confused and looked at each other.
Fortunately, they know what to ask and what not to ask.
One of the maids picked up the beautiful dress and said respectfully, "Miss, let me help you change your clothes."
Zhao Xuanyi sat at the head seat in the reception room, with a teacup at hand. His fingers rested on the rim of the cup, stroking it gently.
His eyes were slightly lowered, and the aura around him was different from usual, with a cold and oppressive air, which made the servants around him feel very uncomfortable and weird.
As Wen Liyu's first-class maid, Hongyou thinks about more than others.
The third prince seems to be in a bad mood today. Did something happen between him and the young lady?
Fortunately, before she could think too much, the lady came over.
"Yu'er." Zhao Xuanyi immediately stood up and went to greet her.
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