Reborn Dijiao

Chapter 78 Shen Yi'an

Ye Qingwan put down the teapot, spread her hands, very helpless: "It's really only Jiang Shuo."

As for the third cup, whether Shen Heng believed it or not, she was too lazy to explain further.

Shen Heng took a deep look at her: "What did you let him in for?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingwan's anger suddenly came up again, and she couldn't help but vent the anger she had received from Jiang Shuo just now on him: "You think I think so? Didn't he open the window just like you said?" Come in? Don't you think that I can't even drive Jiang Shuo away, let alone drive you away, Your Highness, so you have the audacity to stay with me?"

Shen Heng, who was not good at words, was suddenly at a loss for words when Ye Qingwan said that, and didn't know what to say.

He had no choice but to say annoyed and helplessly: "I didn't tell you to stay away from him."

"It's none of your business."

Ye Qingwan raised her teacup and took a sip to moisten her lips, then responded lightly: "What I like to do, you really care about it very leniently."

After being silent for a while, Shen Heng's face darkened slightly, and he clenched his fists silently, as if he was suppressing something, his voice became hoarse: "What this king said will not harm you."

Ye Qingwan dared to talk to him like this.

If it were someone else, he would have already skinned her and thrown her into a mass grave.

"I know." Ye Qingwan rested her chin with one hand, and lazily raised her eyelids to look at him: "Your Highness has everything going on every day, so you should worry more about yourself. You don't need to worry about my safety."

Ye Qingwan looked at Shen Heng's shriveled look but didn't want to laugh at all, she just thought it was disgusting that his method failed, and Shen Heng still stuck to herself like a brown candy.

The more I think about it, the more irritable I feel, it's only Shen Heng, and now there is Jiang Shuo, it's really a headache.

As the night deepened, Shen Heng still had no intention of leaving, but Ye Qingwan was already feeling sleepy. She was not worried that Shen Heng, who was more lonely and widowed, would do something to her, but simply Think, is Shen Heng really not sleepy?
"Your Highness, are you going or not?"

Hearing this, Shen Heng raised that hand again and placed it in front of Ye Qingwan's eyes.

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Seeing that the atmosphere in the room became more and more stagnant and stiff.

Ye Qingwan couldn't hold back him: "It means that as long as I bandage you up, you can leave, right?"

Shen Heng hummed sullenly.

"Row."

After finishing speaking, Ye Qingwan got up and went out to bypass the two maids to bring hot water to wash the blood on Shen Heng's palms.

Ye Qingwan leaned over to hold that hand, and just as she touched the other's skin, a chill wrapped around her fingertips in an instant.

Ye Qingwan paused slightly, wondering why his hands were so cold.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Qingwan began to clean up the wound for him. She stared intently at the dark red blood stain on her palm, and was a little distracted in a trance. Shen Heng's blood-stained face in Fengyi Palace flashed in her mind, After being stunned for a moment, he continued with the action in his hand.

Ye Qingwan was a little absent-minded.

While she was dealing with the wound, she was thinking in her heart, anyway, looking at Shen Heng's posture now, she couldn't shake it off, so it's better to let nature take its course, maybe it can be used again in the future, as long as it doesn't hurt her.

She's just heartless.

Thinking about it, Ye Qingwan suddenly raised her head and glanced at Shen Heng who had not said a word from the beginning to the end.

Under the warm candlelight, Shen Heng lowered his eyelids, the unpleasant hostility between his eyebrows and eyes dissipated a lot, and his cold body was restrained as much as possible. Such a gentle and quiet Shen Heng made people unable to move their eyes away.

Ye Qingwan was distracted once again, the unusually handsome face in front of her eyes met a face that had appeared in a dream before.

It seems to be alone.

Ye Qingwan suddenly opened her eyes wide, her pupils shrank suddenly, and the hand holding the blood-stained handkerchief was trembling slightly at the moment.

Shen Yi'an!
She thought Shen Yi'an looked very familiar before, but she just couldn't remember who he looked like.

The Shen Yi'an in the dream also likes to keep a cold face and speak coldly, and his appearance is [-]% similar to the current Shen Heng.

Could it be that young man is Shen Heng?Is Yi'an his name?
But if this is the case, how could she not know this word, and how could she not remember it during the three years she spent with Shen Heng?

Ye Qingwan was overwhelmed by the shock for a long time, she looked up at Shen Heng stiffly, and Shen Heng seemed to be staring at her distractedly, and didn't notice anything strange about her.

Ye Qingwan lowered her head guiltily again, and the movements of her hands also slowed down, her black and white eyes were full of bewilderment.

Her thoughts were completely disturbed by this sudden thought. After a while, Ye Qingwan finally broke through the layer of fear in her heart and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, what is your name?"

After speaking, Ye Qingwan wished to slap herself,

How could she ask such an idiotic question?

Unexpectedly, Shen Heng answered her words: "Shen Heng."

Ye Qingwan: "."

Of course she knew that his name was Shen Heng, and what she asked was the word, the word.

However, Shen Heng hadn't reacted yet, and Ye Qingwan was too embarrassed to face this man again, but the question had already been asked
Ye Qingwan plucked up her courage again, and said word by word: "I mean, word."

The corner of Shen Heng's mouth twitched, and the eyes that looked at her became a little colder.

And his look of looking at a fool instantly made Ye Qingwan pissed off.

Ye Qingwan glared at Shen Heng viciously, with annoyance flashing in her bright peach blossom eyes.

She no longer cared whether Shen Heng would answer her own question or not, and directly tied the gauze on her hands roughly, and pointed out the window angrily: "Okay, Your Highness promised me, now Your Highness can go."

Shen Heng didn't notice Ye Qingwan's reaction, but only looked at the delicately wrapped hands, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was quite surprised, he moved his lips but said nothing.

Shen Heng did what he said, now that his hands were bandaged, he would turn them out gracefully from wherever they came from, and at the end he left three words in return for Ye Qingwan's bandaging.

Ye Qingwan's breathing was stagnant, and she broke out in a cold sweat, almost turning pale.

She would rather think that there is something wrong with her ears, and she has heard it wrong, and she can't believe the three words she really heard just now.
Shen Yi'an.

Ye Qingwan had actually guessed this a long time ago, but every time she thought of Shen Heng's frosty face, she didn't dare to think about it anymore, and she didn't dare to ask him every time she saw Shen Heng, did they know each other before?
She was afraid of getting the expected answer, and she didn't dare to face it.

But now the answer was in front of her, and she had to face it.

The boy in the dream was Shen Heng, and the girl who met Shen Heng in the middle of the night was most likely herself.

How can this be?

This is simply impossible!

　Happy New Years Eve, cuties!
　　The book may hit shelves tomorrow, or it may remain free.

　　Thank you for calling the names before putting it on the shelves, thank you, the proud little friends, thank you for persevering to see the present from the beginning, and thank you for reminding me of typos every time >_< Every time I see the recommendation tickets sent by the cuties, I will immediately cheer up when I have no motivation

　　Well, the nonsense is almost over, once again I wish the cuties a happy New Year's Eve!

　　


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