Chapter 5 Peach blossoms are like cheeks

Shen Sirong asked himself if he had not met Xiao Yuanqi and been selected into the East Palace by that edict, would he have another life?

If she doesn't enter the palace, she will wait in Shen's mansion and wait for Shen Shiyan to arrange her life. Then, the man in front of her is very likely to become her beloved.

But there is no if in the world.

"Sirong, I want to ask you, if you haven't entered the palace, will you choose me?" Xiao Yuanfeng seemed to see Shen Sirong's helplessness, and he asked. This is the last answer he wants to hear.

Shen Sirong did not have the previous neatness, but hesitated a little: "I have also thought that there are countless ifs in life, but these answers are always meaningless."

"I want to know."

Xiao Yuanfeng is looking forward to it. Shen Sirong wants to say that without all this, maybe he will. But she has no identity or position to say anything now, and it is wrong to give him any hope.

"If I can, I don't want to marry into the royal family." Looking at Xiao Yuanfeng's melancholy eyes, Shen Sirong turned around and answered with a smile.

When it came to the refusal, she still couldn't say anything, nothing else, but she didn't want to hurt him. After all, she owes Xiao Yuanfeng to reason.

Xiao Yuanfeng also knew that Shen Sirong was refusing, but he couldn't bear to say cruel words. So I no longer persistently asked. What should be said was clear, and Xiao Yuanfeng left.

Looking at the indifferent figure outside the window, Shen Sirong sighed leisurely.

"What? Can't bear it?"

"Ah..." Shen Sirong never thought that there were still people in the room, and immediately shouted.

With a shoulder pain, Shen Sirong was pulled over. I don't know when a person stood silently behind her. Shocked, Shen Sirong's panic was normal, but in the eyes of this visitor, it was enough to make him angry.

"What? Is loneliness so terrible?" Xiao Yuanqi's eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the background, but the calmer he was, the more Shen Sirong could feel his anger.

"Mother..."

"Madam."

The anxious sound of freehand and cold night sounded outside the door, and a broken sound split the door of the wing room before the shouting fell. The grumpy cold night looked at Shen Sirong's opposite person fiercely, and it was too late to take back the sword when he realized that it was Xiao Yuanqi.

Xiao Yuanqi remained motionless and waved a copper coin. The copper coin followed Xiao Yuanqi's strength and met the sword spirit of the cold night. On the cold night, he received the copper coin while holding the sword. The copper coin collided with the sword body and cut the sword into two pieces.

Shen Sirong couldn't help but be a little stunned. He only knew that Xiao Yuanqi could learn martial arts, but he never knew that it was so far.

"I'm offended." On the cold night, he knelt down on one knee with a broken sword.

"Get out." Xiao Yuanqi put a palm in the air and "sold" the cold night out of the door, and the door of the wing was also closed. Through Xiao Yuanqi's neck and through the gap between the doors, Shen Sirong could see the cold night slowly getting up.

The wind rises, the clothes are flying, and the Luo shirt floats hazy. She came down in shock, and her eyes were firmly adsorbed by Xiao Yuanqi's eyes. Looking at each other, Shen Sirong smiled.

"If you have been here, you shouldn't be angry with me." Shen Sirong said in a low voice.

Xiao Yuanqi's anger weakened a little. He did come very early and just had time to hear Shen Sirong's sentence clearly.

It seems that Shen Sirong's soft and graceful voice is still echoing in her ears. She said so firmly, "Yes, I only want to get this person's heart and never leave each other."

The anger in her eyes weakened, and Xiao Yuanqi approached her.

He had already learned the question she sent to Nangongmen. It was a peach blossom of Anguo Temple. Although he was suspicious, he had no way to do it, so he had to give up. I thought about it and put away today's memorial one night in advance and stayed up all night to review it, just because I wanted to accompany her to worship her mother.

He rode all the way, but didn't see her shadow in front of the Changming lamp. Later, he knew that she had entered the wing to rest. Xiao Yuanqi found it silently. There was a big surprise in this wing. He never thought that there was someone else in Shen Sirong's room, and this person should not be Xiao Yuanfeng.

He suppressed his immediate anger. He held his breath and hid in the cabinet of the wing. While secretly scolding the two people talking outside the cabinet, he blamed the cold night that should have been beside Shen Sirong. So Xiao Yuanqi used nearly 30% of his skills when he just knocked out the cold night.

"Shouldn't you be angry?" Xiao Yuanqi entered his temples and outlined clear eyebrows.

When Shen Sirong heard that the anger in his words faded, he just smiled and said nothing more. Xiao Yuanqi loosened his lips, and his handsome face became gentle. He pulled Shen Simong to sit down and got up and closed the window.

"Why did you know he would come?" Xiao Yuanqi asked.

Shen Sirong pulled out his hand from Xiao Yuanqi's palm and lowered his eyebrows: "Don't you know? So what else to ask? You have to let me say it..."

"All I know is that he will come at you, but what does it have to do with the peach blossoms in Anguo Temple?"

"Last year, he and I first met at this time, so I made an appointment in the name of peach blossoms." Shen Sirong did not shy away from it and told him bluntly.

Xiao Yuanqi half squinted, and the light could not be seen clearly in the narrow line of eyes: "You are very smart. You know that Nangongmen has his people, so let your people go to Nangongmen to ask and deliberately pass on to him."

"Oh, presumably, now, he has understood that the purpose of my appointment with him is not good." Shen Sirong is inevitably uneasy. She has no intention of hurting Xiao Yuanfeng from beginning to end, but today's move has to be done.

"But I don't know when he will understand the prince's painstaking efforts?" Xiao Yuanqi is not as angry as Xiao Yuanfeng. He knows very well that Shen Sirong's move is a few. Not only did he relieve the siege, but also dispel Xiao Yuanfeng's idea. At that time, he will also let him go and not be killed.

Shen Sirong was very indifferent when he saw that Xiao Yuanqi saw these clearly and did not change color.

"Why did Your Highness come?" Shen Sirong changed the topic. She didn't want to talk too much with Xiao Yuanqi about this matter. If she continued, either Xiao Yuanqi thanked her for relieving the secret crisis for him, or she was jealous of her plan for Xiao Yuanfeng.

Xiao Yuanqi raised Shen Sirong's chin, and her eyes told him something.

In Shen Sirong's opinion, he came to Anguo Temple because he found her behavior and followed her with suspicion. Xiao Yuanqi did not want to explain his original intention, let alone let her know that he had not closed his eyes all night for her.

"If I haven't come, how can I hear the prince's true words?"

"You told me that what you said is to win a person's heart, but it's my heart? Is it your promise to stay with Bai Shou?

Xiao Yuanqi's forced question made Shen Sirong's heart confused, but she had just forgotten it. How could Xiao Yuanqi miss this sentence when she saw Xiao Yuanfeng here?

At this time, the indifferent turned into tenderness, and the peach blossom-like blush stretched out on Shen Sirong's face, and the white cheeks were beautifully decorated with a thick and lightening color.

"No matter who he is or where he is, his heart remains unchanged." Xiao Yuanqi saw the glory of the peach blossoms and smiled undisguisedly. He repeated what Shen Sirong said word for word.

"Your Highness, it's getting late. Let's go back to the palace."

Shen Sirong was panicked by Xiao Yuanqi, who was very different from the past, and had to propose a plan to return to the palace. But Xiao Yuanqi didn't intend to let her go like this.

"The princess hasn't answered the orphan yet. Is this what you really said, or is it just a stopgap measure against King Li?" Holding up Shen Sirong's face, Xiao Yuanqi made up his mind to get this answer.

"I never know what expediency is. The ancients said: Words are born from the heart. If what you say is not true, it is to deceive others and harm yourself. I disdain to do it.

A seemingly irrelevant answer clarified Shen Sirong's state of mind. Xiao Yuanqi smiled, and a whirlpool was printed on his lips. He lowered his head and approached Shen Sirong's face, and the tip of his nose made Shen Sirong's arm tremble. Xiao Yuanqi gently held Shen Sirong's upper lip and dropped his heavy breath on her face.

A force from the bottom of his heart made Shen Sirong close his eyes and leaned meekly between Xiao Yuanqi's arms. Let his lips and tongue roll up the waves in his mouth.

It took a long time for Xiao Yuanqi to let go of her, pecked Shen Sirong's lips and stood up.

"Young master, madam, it's getting late. It's time to go back." He reminded outside the door in a cold voice on a cold night. Suddenly, the atmosphere just disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Xiao Yuanqi stood up with Shen Sirong, who was still soft-legged, carefully tidy up her skirt, and carefully bowed down to smooth the folds of her skirt. Shen Sirong's heart gave birth to a whirlpool, and there was empty worries in the middle of the filled. Is it a pleasure for Xiao Yuanqi to treat her like this today, or does she actually have some status in his heart?

As if he saw Shen Sirong's concerns, Xiao Yuanqi opened his arms and raised his jaw: "Why, don't you tidy up your clothes with me? Isn't there a folk saying called 'respect each other like a guest'?

"Your Highness, do you want to understand folk customs?" Shen Sirong was dumbfounded, and Xiao Yuanqi's reason was really unheard of.

Xiao Yuanqi turned his back and ignored Shen Sirong's words. She had to straighten the jade belt and hair bun around her waist behind him. When leaving the wing, Xiao Yuanqi naturally clenched Shen Sirong's softness.

When I saw their hands tightly held tightly on a cold night, their eyes darkened unnaturally. The freehand is to stand behind Shen Sirong trembling and dare not breathe.

"Are you going down the mountain now?" Shen Sirong looked at Xiao Yuanqi looking around the temple, as if he were looking for something.

"No, I'm going to give your mother a stick of incense, and then draw a lot to see if I'm the dragon of 'dragon and phoenix and singing'."