Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 164 Hot Spring (3)

She reached out to pick it up, but inadvertently touched a scar on his palm.

"What's going on here?"

She has always been careless. After so long, she has not noticed the scar on his palm.

She had long forgotten that this was the injury suffered at the prince's birthday banquet.

Seeing her paying attention, he withdrew his hand, and said in a calm tone, "Fool, how can a sword dancer not bump into it?"

He reached out and put the precious jade back around her neck.

Gently lowered his head to look at himself, then raised his head again: "Is it good-looking?"

His eyes were slightly dazed, as if he had gone back to Dongxue last year, she was wearing a large fur coat in front of him, she tilted her head, and asked how was the dress?
The corner of his mouth hooked slightly, "It's pretty."

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When Qingqing and Xiao Zijun came out together, the guards who had disappeared before all showed up as if they were loyal.

Both Gao Ming and Luo You looked at them with smiles, and their slightly blushed faces suddenly.

It seemed that they knew what happened underwater just now, those things that made people blush and heartbeat.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at people, but Xiao Zijun held her hand tightly, with a calm expression.

It is said that after the two reconciled and separated, they have never been so close in front of people.Even though they lost their memory slightly, after the two met again, they kept their distance as much as possible.

Even Gao Ming and the others noticed the difference.

In the past, the lord was concerned about the reconciliation between each other, even if Miss Ning approached deliberately, he still showed restraint.Only last time, during the bonfire in the grass, the prince was impulsive after drinking. In the next few days, his face remained calm, and he was cold to the former princess.

It is almost unprecedented for the prince to hold Miss Ning's hand in such a high-profile manner today. Is this being made public?

Could it be——

Seeing the former princess blushing, Luo You had already imagined the situation inside.He intuitively felt that his head was congested, and suddenly his chest was tight.

"Hey, what virtue?" Gao Ming reminded Luo You by hitting Luo You with the hilt of his sword.

"My nose is bleeding, and I'm still in a daze."

Luo You stretched out his hand to wipe it, didn't he?

Later, the guard brothers laughed at him, "Luo You, are you missing your wife? If you want to, hurry up and marry her back!"

These words aroused Luo You's thoughts.

Alas, now that the prince and concubine are in this situation, how can he mention this matter to the prince.What's more, the last time Qingchuan scolded him bloody for the concubine's imprisonment.

It is said that the people in their palace are all equally cold-blooded, and they are not even willing to see him, and because Qingchuan is now in the Hou's mansion, it is very difficult to meet him.Thinking of this, Luo You was complaining all by himself.

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After that day, it was rumored that the prince might reunite with the former princess.But Gao Ming and Luo You were also a little worried. This is Xiling, if they return to the capital, how will they deal with themselves?

It is said that Qingqing and King Jin had dinner together in the villa, and the two of them were still in the study after the meal. Although it was not a serious matter, it was indeed a rubbish in the eyes of outsiders.

"The environment here is quiet, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, which is the most suitable for painting. Do you want to paint?"

Xiao Zijun took the initiative to invite her.

He knew that Qingqing had always been good at drawing.

She shook her head, frowning in doubt, "Can I draw?"

He handed her the pen, "Try it?"

She hesitated a little to pick up the pen, while he unfolded the paper for her and rubbed the ink.

Gently seeing his pair of man's hands grinding seriously, I feel funny in my heart.

She couldn't help laughing, "For the sake of the prince's research on ink, I will give it a try."

Before the stroke of the brush fell off, Xiao Zijuan's eyes were focused on the stroke, as if he was more nervous than her.

She tilted her head and bit her lip, "What should I draw?"

"Flying waterfalls, clear springs, under the flowers of beauties..."

She squinted at him, "That's what you see."

"In those gentle eyes, how about including this king?" He said lightly, seeming to be true.

The girl tilted her head, but said nothing.

He looked at her pretty face, obviously she was a bit self-willed, but his heart was as happy as honey.

At this moment, Fang Jue realizes that if he likes someone, he will also like her shortcomings, and it is such a happy thing to be able to stay by the side gently and quietly.

The girl's expression was focused, and the pen was flowing smoothly in her hand. After a while, she even had the first impression of ink painting.

He couldn't help being pleasantly surprised.

The things that Weiwei is used to have not changed, her temperament has not changed, she even scratches her head and loves to eat as before, and now she even has the ability to draw.

If habits don't change, will liking someone change?
How Xiao Zijun hopes that after Qingqing's memory is restored, he will be as simple and happy as now, accepting himself in the same way.

No matter how hard the front is, Xiao Zijun will not let go, "I only hope that your heart is like mine."

Not long after, a Diandan ink painting has been completed.

The distant mountains are like Daisy, emerald peaks are like clusters, waterfalls and streams, under a tree full of flowers, there is a woman in red and a young man in purple.

Xiao Zijun's eyes stayed on the painting, and his imagination was already floating there.

Once, the first time he begged Qingqing to paint, it was to solve the case of Hua Wuhen.

When he asked her to paint for himself, she refused no matter what.He knew that Qingqing once painted a portrait of Su Changqing, which made him crazily jealous, jealous of everything about Su Changqing.

He was the first man I drew lightly, and he was the first person I liked, and it was Su Changqing who accompanied her during the years of growing up.

"This painting is in my collection." He said as he was about to take it.

"Whatever. Take it if you like it."

Wei Wei disapproved, put down the scroll, and thought about it again, "I always feel that it is not enough. Master..."

She blurted out "Master", which shocked Xiao Zijun.

She got stuck in her thoughts, so she patted her head, "Look at my brain, I can't remember anything from the past. Fortunately, I can still pick up a paintbrush."

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For a few days in Huiquan Villa, the prince was so carefree that he spent time with the ex-concubine, spending time with each other, and only sent people to love each other.

Gao Ming thought about it, and was still a little worried for the prince and the former princess.

Did the prince fail to control himself, not to mention the concubine couldn't remember the past, even if she didn't remember in this life, but people have to return to reality.

What will the prince do when he returns to Kyoto?
This kind of thinking may not be in King Jin's heart. After several struggles, he still complied with his heart, and together with Qingqing, even if there are more hardships ahead, he chooses to face them.

Gentle soaks in hot springs every day, and sleeps well every night.Even sleep is sweet, and the fragrance of love drives away the confusion and anxiety in my heart.

If everything goes on in such a muddled way, maybe Qingqing will be simple and happy.

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At night, it was cool in autumn.Xiao Zijun sent her back to her room to rest and passed the corridor.

There was a wind blowing, and the lanterns under the eaves were blown by the wind. When I looked up and saw it, I always felt that the lanterns would be blown away.

Xiao Zijun covered her cloak, "It's windy tonight, hurry up and get into the room."

(End of this chapter)