Although I don’t know what Xie Xi wants this token for, given Xie Xi’s current situation, she wants this token for Beimo.
After all, Xie Xi is not yet in love and has the same great ambitions as her.
The next day, when it was a little brighter, Song Yan was already awake.
As soon as he opened his eyelids, he felt something on his body, and a layer of alertness instantly rose on his handsome features.
When I turned around, I found that it was Xie Shizhu's hands and legs on my waist.
Xie Shizhu's sleeping posture is actually not very good, which is far from her usual ladylike appearance.
The woman's cherry lips were slightly open, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes drooped innocently, and her small face, the size of a palm, seemed completely relaxed.
For some reason, Song Yan felt that this kind of Xie Shizhu seemed to be the real her.
Xie Shizhu woke up from her sleep and opened her eyes. What she saw was the man's dark eyes, which scared her so much that she almost screamed.
Because in her dream, she dreamed that after Song Yan discovered that she was a spy, he cut off her arms and legs and made her into a human stick.
After waking up, the first thing I saw was the man in my dream, holding a knife, with blood all over his face and looking extremely sinister.
The system swallowed its saliva: [How terrifying! Host, you can't predict the future, right?]
Xie Shizhu quickly adjusted his mood, slowly sat up, smiled at Song Yan, and gestured, "Your Majesty, is it time to return to the palace?"
Song Yan's voice was still hoarse from waking up in the morning, "Yeah."
Xie Shizhu lifted the quilt, got off the bed, and brought the clothes to Song Yan.
After Song Yan got up, she helped him put on his clothes without complaint, and lowered her head to carefully tie the man's robe belt.
Song Yan lowered his eyes and saw the woman's slightly trembling eyelashes and a small mole on the tip of her nose.
The weather seemed to be quite hot now, and his princess seemed to be sweating from the heat to the point of sweating on her nose and forehead.
An imperceptible curve passed across the corners of Song Yan's lips, which was something he himself did not notice.
Soon, the two men came out of the inn, rented a horse and set off for home.
It was not very bright at this time, and Song Yan had to go to court, so he let Xie Shizhu sit on the horse and sat behind her. He sent Xie Shizhu to the mansion first, and then went to court himself.
The two of them sat on a horse, and Xie Shizhu felt very uncomfortable.
The man's cold chest was pressed against her back, and she could occasionally feel his heartbeat.
It was surprisingly not very calm, and was even more chaotic than her heartbeat.
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