Qiao Xiuyu lifted her eyelids slightly, then said with a forced smile, "You still want to hold hands with him?"
Shang Shaoyan: "...I didn't, I didn't."
She paced nervously in circles, struggling to find a way to explain herself.
Seeing this, Qiao Xiuyu's anger subsided unconsciously. She smiled gently and helplessly, and took Shang Shaoyan's hand: "An'an, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to."
Shang Shaoyan shook his head, looking somewhat troubled, and said, "It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I don't know how to say it."
Qiao Xiuyu was silent for a moment, then said, "How about we talk about it next time?"
Shang Shaoyan thought for a moment and said, "No, I don't want there to be any secrets or misunderstandings between us."
She paused, then sat cross-legged on the ground, looked up at Qiao Xiuyu, and after realizing she was having some difficulty, glared at him.
Qiao Xiuyu suppressed a laugh, sat down on the ground, and patted her head with great tolerance: "Go ahead and say it."
Shang Shaoyan sighed and said, "In my world, people can freely fall in love before marriage, and they can also divorce after marriage... In short, it's a relatively open and tolerant world."
She thought hard for a moment, then continued, "My first love looked exactly like Feng Chang. We were neighbors. One day, I lost a game of Truth or Dare, so I chose Dare and confessed my feelings to him... Who knew he would actually agree?"
Shang Shaoyan glanced at Qiao Xiuyu with a hint of dejection as he finished speaking: "Anyway, three days later I finally found an opportunity to break up with him, and then I moved... That's how it is, very simple, nothing special."
After saying that, she stared at Qiao Xiuyu somewhat nervously, only to see Qiao Xiuyu looking at her thoughtfully, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
Shang Shaoyan's heart skipped a beat—oh no, would Qilang be angry?
After a long pause, Qiao Xiuyu finally spoke with some confusion: "Truth or Dare... what is that?"
Shang Shaoyan: "..."
She wiped her face and explained resignedly, "It's a game, like rock-paper-scissors or cards. If you lose, you have to choose between truth or dare—truth is when someone asks you a question, and you have to answer truthfully; dare is when someone asks you to do something, and you have to do it."
Qiao Xiuyu nodded as if suddenly realizing something, then smiled at her and said, "I want to play too, what should I do?"
Shang Shaoyan glared at Qiao Xiuyu angrily: "I'm talking to you about serious matters! Don't interrupt!"
Qiao Xiuyu smiled and gently pulled Shang Shaoyan into her arms, saying softly, "An'an... it would be a lie to say I don't care, but I'm not angry, and I won't hold a grudge against you because of this. You're so beautiful and outstanding, all the good men in the world should be yours to choose from. Besides, you don't like him, do you? And besides, Feng Chang just looks like your first love."
Shang Shaoyan stared at him intently for a moment: "Really not angry?"
Qiao Xiuyu smiled and said, "Yes, I'm really not angry."
He paused, then tucked a strand of hair behind Shang Shaoyan's ear and said, "You love me, and I'm the one who wants to marry you. What is he anyway?"
Shang Shaoyan was amused, tilted his head up and kissed Qiao Xiuyu's face, then snuggled into his arms and said coquettishly, "Qilang, I like you more and more, what should I do?"
Qiao Xiuyu looked at her with understanding, his naturally affectionate peach blossom eyes filled with tenderness. He gently said to Shang Shaoyan, "Then I will like you more and more, and I will like you more than you like me."
Shang Shaoyan felt a little embarrassed by these words, but his eyes remained fixed on Qiao Xiuyu.
That's wonderful. Such a wonderful person, and we're mutually in love.
Suddenly, she heard Qiao Xiuyu speak gently: "So... when are we going to play Truth or Dare?"
Shang Shaoyan: "..."
The two returned to the military camp hand in hand. Anyone with eyes could see the sweet atmosphere between them, but Mo Xing was oblivious. He complained to the two, "Why did the county princess take so long? I'm getting bored to death."
Shang Shaoyan choked for a moment, then glared at Mo Xing with annoyance: "Are you itching for a beating? Do you want to spar with me?"
Mo Xing was startled by Shang Shaoyan's death stare, shuddered, and quickly said, "No, no."
Shang Shaoyan was too lazy to continue scolding him, and just frowned as he looked at Feng Chang, who was still unconscious: "Have you called a military doctor to see him? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
Mo Xing sighed and said with some emotion, "The army doctor came and said that Feng Chang was exhausted and had not eaten or drunk anything for many days, which is why he fainted."
"He fainted from exhaustion?" Shang Shaoyan frowned, looking thoughtfully at Feng Chang, who was sleeping restlessly on the bed. "He must have rushed to Shuocheng... But why is he in such a hurry? He must have something important to do."
After observing for a while, Shang Shaoyan determined that Feng Chang would not wake up anytime soon, and then he and Qiao Xiuyu prepared to return to the mansion.
Qiao Xiuyu took a deep look at Feng Chang, who was still unconscious, and then followed Shang Shaoyan away.
...
No sooner had the two left than Feng Chang woke up. He looked around with a slightly dazed expression before his unfocused gaze gradually settled on Mo Xing, who had his back to him.
Feng Chang smiled weakly and asked, "Mo Xing?"
Mo Xing was startled by the name, then immediately turned around and poured Feng Chang a glass of water: "You're finally awake!"
Feng Chang covered his aching forehead, frowned, and asked, "Whose tent am I in? Why do I smell so much perfume?"
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