In Chang'an in winter, the sky in the early morning is a bit gloomy, and you can't see the rising sun or hear the crow of roosters, so you will naturally oversleep, especially after a warm night.

Xie Yi woke up and saw the beauty under the brocade quilt, sleeping sweetly like a kitten, with a smile on his lips.

Moving slightly, the sensitive Du Xijun woke up immediately. Seeing the bright light outside, he was a little anxious and complained: "Blame you, it's so late, get up quickly..."

yes!

The hardworking woman used to get up early every day and work hard and has become a habit for many years. But today, in the morning after the red candle shines high, she is still greedy for bed.

"In the middle of winter, what's wrong with sleeping in? It's okay." Xie Yi smiled and said, "The bed is warm, and it's hard at night. Let's sleep well."

Speaking of the word "Thank you hard", Du Xijun's face flushed and shook her head and said, "How can it work? The chefs and servants must have prepared breakfast food, and wait for us!"

Xie Yi said indifferently: "Then let them wait!"

"No, Xiaoman wakes up early. If he can't see you and me, come and see us directly... It's not good!" Du Xijun insisted on getting up with clothes.

But as soon as I moved, some parts of my body felt a little uncomfortable and a little sad. My body shook and sat down on the bed again.

Xie Yi smiled and said, "When the servant helped her up, she was helpless, and she was the new kindness, and my family Xijun was no exception."

Du Xijun gave him a blank look, remembering the shameful situation last night, a shy blush appeared on his face, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, take a break. If you are hungry, I'll send you food here. You can use it in the room. Let's use it together." Xie Yi smiled and said softly.

"Sanlang, it's broad daylight... I'll go out for breakfast..." Du Xijun subconsciously retreated, and first received favor, his weak body was slightly struggling.

Xie Yi shook his head and smiled, "Spring/Sun is short and the sun is high. From now on, the king will not go to court early. I originally didn't believe it, but now there is a beautiful woman in the room, so I know what I said is true."

"Another nonsense!" Du spat lightly, hurriedly put on his clothes and went to the bronze mirror to dress up.

"Tell the truth!" Xie Yi leaned on the kang, watching the beauty wearing yellow flowers in front of the mirror, which was very pleasing to the eye and extremely comfortable.

"Sanlang, come and put my hair on my shoulder!" Du Xijun spoke in front of the mirror.

Xie Yi said happily: "Okay, don't blame me if you don't get it well!"

"It's okay, you've got it...all good!"

Upon hearing Du Xijun's answer, Xie Yi suddenly realized that it seemed that newlywed women had to change their hair style in ancient times. This was a ritual, a very important ritual!

"Although I used to combed a woman's hair bun, but now it's different. Today, Sanlang is my mother..." Du Xijun didn't say it, and the tenderness and sweetness in his eyes were enough to explain the problem.

Xie Yi quickly stepped forward, gently stroked the beauty's hair, and said softly: "Today, I will tie my hair bun for Xijun."

...

"Newlywed" is like a bond and has deep affection, and is like a fairy-like day.

Once the psychological defense line collapses, Du Xijun no longer feels shy and is almost obedient to Xie Yi and is in love with each other. But even though she is intimate, she can't say something in her heart.

She leaned against Xie Yi several times, but she opened her mouth but wanted to speak but stopped. Maybe she didn't know where to start, or maybe she didn't want to destroy the beautiful atmosphere.

Seeing that Xie Yi didn't ask again, she didn't speak. Du Xijun often wondered, how great it would be if everything was just a worry about her!

But... Seeing the shallow scar on the left shoulder, the beauty sighed again!

...

Wishes are beautiful, but reality often goes against our wishes.

Just as Xie Yi and Du Xijun were laughing, a team of guards slowly drove into Chang'an City.

Li Chonghui, the second son of the Prince's Mansion of Hejian County, was recuperating in Shanzhou for several days. After his injuries were basically stable, he returned to Chang'an.

Although his life was saved and his injuries were greatly cured, the sequelae were very serious. Until today, Princess Wei of Hejian did not dare to let his son look in the mirror.

Looking at the scars on Li Chonghui's cheeks and neck, she felt heartbroken. Her son was once a handsome nobleman, but now her face...

There is also his left arm, which can barely move, but cannot use strength, and cannot even hold a bowl of soup! This is not the most important thing. According to the imperial physician, Li Chonghui was hit hard in the vital areas of his lower body, and he may not be able to be humane in the future and his offspring will have no hope.

This is a bolt from the blue!

Wei almost fainted at that time, but the imperial doctor also said that it was not impossible for him to recover from the disease if he was well recuperated. It was just this little possibility that Wei insisted on persisting, but he never dared to reveal it to Li Chonghui.

Wei said softly: "Chonghui, it's okay. After returning to Chang'an, we will invite famous doctors to prepare scar removal ointments to regulate your body."

"Yeah!" Li Chonghui responded softly, feeling a little depressed.

"The emperor has issued an order. After you recover from your injury, you will be the General of the Jinwu Guard." Seeing his son's expression, Wei hurriedly comforted him with "good news".

Unexpectedly, Li Chonghui was unmoved, but just asked coldly: "Did you find out, who hurt me?"

"This... Fang Xuanling was ordered to investigate, but there was no result."

Li Chonghui stopped talking, his face was gloomy, his eyes were full of hatred, and his eyes were almost capable of killing people!

Wei felt sorry for his beloved son and said angrily: "The assassin is abominable, and that Xie Yi is also abominable. I heard that he knows how to suture wounds. If he takes action, maybe the wound on your head and neck will not leave scars, and your arms... will be healed long ago."

There is no evidence, and it may not be the case if it is another possibility, but Wei Shi just determined this fact.

Perhaps in order to vent the depression in his heart, since the conflict that night, Wei transferred all his resentment to Xie Yi.

She unreasonably determined a fact that if Xie Yi was willing to help him and used the spiritual medicine in time, her beloved son might be cured without leaving any root cause or disability.

Therefore, Xie Yi's name should be on the list of hatred and revenge. When the assassin was not found, Xie Yi unfortunately took on all the "resentment".

Now, Wei has conveyed this idea to his son Li Chonghui through constant complaints, making him deeply agree.

Driven by his usual complacent and full of resentment, Wei and Li Chonghui both felt revenge...

...

Shortly after the carriage from the Hejian Palace entered Chang'an, a middle-aged man with dust came to the city of Chang'an.

Standing outside the city gate, he wandered for a long time. After a long time, he sighed and hurried into the city, asked the direction of Anyefang, and headed towards Zhuque Street.

Thinking of scenes from many years ago, maybe he shouldn't have come here again, but today he must come and go into the city to take a look.

Especially after traveling to Huaiyang, his mood became more and more urgent.

Some things must be confirmed, verified clearly, and found an answer that he has been pursuing for many years; to confirm whether he had made an unforgivable mistake a few days ago.

Although he knew that this move might cause them trouble, he still wanted to go and take a look.

At least we must know whether she is safe and want to know whether she still remembers the things she did back then and whether she knows what she is doing now?

More importantly, she or they may already be in trouble.
Chapter completed!