Uncle, this palace is not going to sleep tonight

Chapter 432

Yan Zuimo slept for a long time, and didn't wake up until dusk.

Looking at the exquisitely embroidered bed curtain above her head, she tried to move, and the pain on her body was hidden.She sighed, and had no choice but to order someone to fetch hot water to relax herself and reduce the pain and discomfort after taking a bath.

When it was time to get dressed, she realized that there were "marks" on her neck, side and chest. She frowned, and found a silk dress with a lotus leaf embroidered collar from the cabinet and put it on, so that the lotus leaf could cover the side of her neck.After looking in front of the mirror for a long time without seeing any difference, Yan Zuimo left the master bedroom and went straight to the study.

Lan Shiji was reviewing the account books in the study, and it took him several times longer than usual to finish reading one account book.

His mind was a little erratic, so he simply put the ledger aside, propped his head on the side of his head with one hand, closed his eyes and meditated.

The jacarandas in midsummer are fluttering, and the peach petals that bloom all the year round outside the window lightly fall into the study room, passing between the corners of Lan Shiji's eyes and brows.The flowers faded away, and Lan Shiji's delicate facial features were like the drizzle in March in the south of the Yangtze River, soft and amazing - Yan Zuimo stood at the door like this, looking at it for a long time.

Obviously I haven't seen it before, why there is an inexplicable pain in the depths of my consciousness.It's as if as long as you see this face, you have to grab a trace of something...

What is it?

A certain fleeting fragment in the back of her mind flashed so fast that she couldn't grasp it.

Lan Shiji closed her eyes tightly, her fan-like eyelashes cast a shadow on her fair and elegant face, finally, her thin and graceful lips sighed slightly: "Come in."

As if breaking through a magic barrier, Yan Zuimo's expression cleared up, and the mist in his eyes suddenly dissipated.

"You knew I was here?"

"I thought you would speak first." Raising her eyelashes, Lan Shiji looked down at the account book, calm and calm: "After all, you must have something to do when you come to me."

Yan Zuimo walked into the study and stood behind his sandalwood desk, "If I have nothing to do, I definitely won't come to you?"

"Will you?" Lan Shiji raised her eyebrows and asked after putting down the account book.

Looking at each other, Yan Zuimo and Lan Shiji also saw calmness, calmness, and a touch of melancholy that could not be ignored in each other's eyes.

Obviously they have the name of husband and wife, but they are still strangers and guarded against each other... They are all caught in a trap that they can't escape.And it was they themselves who laid the trap.

Yan Zuimo withdrew his gaze and smiled calmly: "No, so I'm still here for this matter."

After these words were finished, the study fell into a kind of silence.

Lan Shiji was sitting behind the sandalwood table, holding a booklet with her fingers, but her eyes were fixed on Yan Zuimo's face.

He couldn't explain why he couldn't look away, in fact, he had already heard Yan Zuimo's footsteps before she reached the study.He didn't want to wait and see, so he chose to close his eyes tightly, and he freed himself by not looking at her.

(End of this chapter)