Shen Yunyou finally woke up, which was undoubtedly a good thing for everyone in the palace now.
Everyone rushed to Jialingyuan to visit Shen Yunyou, but they were blocked outside the courtyard by Ye Zixuan's people.
Such a big commotion made Ye Mingchen, who had been in doubt, finally figure out what happened.
Ye Zixuan sat at the door, basking in the sun with his eyes slightly closed.
Listening to the laughter coming from Shen Yunyou and Chen'er in the room from time to time, Ye Zixuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Time always flies by when people are in a good mood.
For the first time in so many days, Ye Zixuan felt that the sky could turn dark so quickly.
He sat on the soft couch and read the book in his hand.
But his eyes always drifted towards the bed uncontrollably.
Looking at the little kid who stayed on the bed and refused to leave, as excited as a chicken blood and refused to sleep, Ye Zixuan pressed his temples with a headache, sighed softly, and continued to pretend to lower his head, pretending to read a book.
"Mom, Uncle Yu said bad things about you that day."
Chen'er lay next to Shen Yunyou and reported to Shen Yunyou in a low voice.
"Oh, what did he say about mother?"
Shen Yunyou patted Shen Zhichen's body and chatted with him casually.
"Uncle Yu said that if you really died, it would be an advantage for you.
He said that he had deliberately given up to you before, otherwise, you would not be able to defeat him at all.
He also said that when you wake up, he will Let me show you the color."
Shen Zhichen tried hard to imitate Zhao Yu's tone of voice, and Shen Yunyou couldn't help laughing.
She patiently coaxed him to sleep, and by the time Chen'er finally fell asleep, more than half an hour had passed.
As Shen Zhichen's voice gradually disappeared, Ye Zixuan was finally able to close the book that he was almost torn through, stood up and stretched.
Ye Zixuan walked to the bedside and hugged Shen Zhichen under Shen Yunyou's puzzled gaze.
"What are you doing?"
Shen Yunyou wanted to stop Ye Zixuan, but was stopped by Ye Zixuan.
"Don't move."
Ye Zixuan looked at Shen Yunyou nervously, glanced at the little thing in his arms, and whispered: "I just sent him to Mo Yan.
He has been there these days.
You don’t have to worry about sleeping.”
Shen Yunyou heard what Ye Zixuan said and asked with interest: "It's not necessary today, right?"
Shen Yunyou's knowing question made Ye Zixuan's eyes flash with a glint of light.
Ye Zixuan glanced at Shen Yunyou with a slight smile and said nothing.
He turned and walked out of the room.
After a while, he came back alone.
When Ye Zixuan returned to the room, Shen Yunyou had already sat up and was waiting for him with his head tilted.
Ye Zixuan frowned slightly, took off his outer robe, walked to Shen Yunyou's side, and bent down to examine Shen Yunyou's wounds.
Ye Zixuan watched for a while, and his mood became uncontrollably heavy.
Shen Yunyou saw Ye Zixuan's expression slowly changing, and quickly reached out to push him, trying to divert his attention.
"You sent Chen'er away just because you wanted to see my wound, right?"
"I just woke up and you are so sharp-tongued."
Ye Zixuan raised his hand and gently tapped Shen Yunyou's eyebrows with his index finger.
"Aren't you tired?"
Shen Yunyou shook his head gently and silently answered Ye Zixuan's question.
Ye Zixuan looked at her, turned around and extinguished the candles on the table.
Then he got into bed in the dark and carefully took Shen Yunyou into his arms.
He had been waiting for so many days to be able to hold her like this.
The empty heart became full again because of Shen Yunyou's presence.
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Ye Zixuan leaned against the wall quietly, curling Shen Yunyou's long hair with his fingers, amusing himself while thinking about things.
This made Shen Yunyou, who had been looking forward to what he could say to her, inevitably feel a little disappointed.
Shen Yunyou lay on Ye Zixuan's chest, counting his heartbeats in boredom.
After a while, Shen Yunyou finally couldn't help but asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Shen Yunyou's slightly reproachful tone made Ye Zixuan hear her displeasure.
Ye Zixuan chuckled, patted Shen Yunyou on the head, and replied: "I haven't thought about anything.
It's getting late.
Go to sleep."
"You sent my son away just to let me go to bed early."
Shen Yunyou raised his eyebrows and questioned Ye Zixuan.
"Go out, sleeping with you in my arms is not as comfortable as sleeping with Chen'er in my arms.
Bring him back to me quickly."
Shen Yunyou and Ye Zixuan lost their temper, but Ye Zixuan felt like enjoying themselves.
"Sure enough, this temper is getting worse and worse."
Ye Zixuan lowered his head, and after saying such words, he looked at her with a burning gaze that could make Shen Yunyou feel it even in the middle of the night.
Chen Yun raised his head leisurely and looked at Ye Zixuan who was very close by through the weak moonlight outside the window.
Shen Yunyou had thought and asked herself countless times whether a person like her deserved to have this person and this happiness.
But after accidents happened again and again, she gradually realized that she could not just watch this man stand next to other women.
Otherwise, she will go crazy with jealousy.
Perhaps Jiang Jinghong and Shen Yunyang had the same thoughts as hers.
It's just that they are not as lucky as her.
Chen Yunyou looked at Ye Zixuan blankly without saying a word.
After Ye Zixuan looked at her for a moment, he sighed in surrender, and then quickly kissed the corner of Shen Yunyou's lips.
"If you look at me like this again, I won't be able to bear it."
Ye Zixuan whispered softly in Shen Yunyou's ear.
Ye Zixuan suppressed the infinite desire in his heart and slowly lay down with Shen Yunyou in his arms.
"I was just thinking about what I should do to repay your life-saving grace."
"It's most practical to get money.
How much can you afford?"
Shen Yunyou asked jokingly.
"How many prayers to heaven do you want?
Is it enough?"
"If you don't care about something, but you want to give it to me, Qi Tianguo, you should keep it and give it to others."
Shen Yunyou said to Ye Zixuan in disgust: "Isn't there someone who has already come to the door and wants to ask for it?
" "That" Ye Zixuan paused for a moment and spoke again.
Lying next to Shen Yunyou's ear, he asked slowly in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
After listening to Ye Zixuan's words, Shen Yunyou couldn't help but froze there.
With two blushes on his cheeks, Shen Yunyou came to his senses, nodded slowly, and quietly raised the corners of his mouth and replied: "Let me think about it."
After staying up for so many days, Ye Zixuan was finally able to have a good sleep.
The next morning, when he opened his eyes tiredly, what he saw was Shen Yunyou staring at him intently.
"When did you wake up?"
Ye Zixuan asked lazily without moving.
"Just now."
Shen Yunyou touched the dark circles under Ye Zixuan's eyes, feeling a little distressed.
"How about we get out of here?"
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"Now" Ye Zixuan was a little surprised that Shen Yunyou wanted to leave so quickly, "No, you are not well yet, we will talk about it after a while."
"But I want to go back."
Shen Yunyou's stubbornness surprised Ye Zixuan.
"Mo Yan and the others are all here, everything will be fine.
Take me back, okay?"
Although Ye Zixuan didn't say anything, Shen Yunyou knew that there were still many things waiting for him to deal with.
Ye Mingchen came to see him personally, and there was no doubt that Qi Tian Kingdom would fall into the hands of Long Ming Kingdom.
But regarding the Western Kingdom, what position should they stand on, which is the most appropriate position?
Shen Yunyou speculated on Ye Zixuan's thoughts, but the more she thought about it, the more worried she became.
Is it possible that Ye Zixuan just accepted it and was tricked by the Western Kingdom?
With his temperament, the death of Murong Liu can solve all this Shen Yunyou had never dealt with the emperor of the Western Kingdom, but just from that Fu Yuheng, Shen Yunyou could imagine what kind of person that Fu Yufeng would be.
Now, it seems that Fu Yufeng no longer has any excuses or reasons to keep Ye Zixuan by his side, but if Ye Zixuan really pursues Murong Liu's matter, Fu Yufeng will not bow to them.
It is obvious that the arm cannot twist the thigh.
That's why Shen Yunyou is afraid now.
She is afraid that the longer she stays in Qitian Kingdom, the more time Ye Zixuan will have to prepare.
"What are you worried about?"
Ye Zixuan traced the unnoticeable uneasiness in Shen Yunyou's eyes.
He turned sideways, looked at Shen Yunyou under him, and asked in a low voice.
Shen Yunyou shifted his gaze uncomfortably, not looking into Ye Zixuan's eyes.
But she didn't expect that all her little thoughts had been seen by Ye Zixuan.
"You'er."
Ye Zixuan hooked Shen Yunyou's chin, forcing her to look directly at him.
He was a little helpless, but he promised Shen Yunyou with absolute certainty: "I will not let you get hurt again, nor will I let you get hurt again.
I have my own way to solve Fu Yufeng's matter, so you don't have to worry."
"Are you sure?"
Shen Yunyou asked worriedly.
"I'm sure."
Ye Zixuan nodded firmly, and then said jokingly: "Maybe it's not you who should have a headache now, but Fu Yufeng himself."
Ye Zixuan's confidence came from nowhere, which made Shen Yunyou inevitably panic.
But when everything settled and they returned to the Western Kingdom, Shen Yunyou realized that everything Ye Zixuan said was not what he thought.
Fu Yufeng's "sincerity" in this matter far exceeded Shen Yunyou's imagination, and even Ye Zixuan did not expect that Fu Yufeng would make such a concession.
Fu Yufeng stood at the foot of Jingling Villa, looking at the winding mountain road.
Glancing at Fu Yuheng next to him, Fu Yufeng said mockingly: "I never thought that my majestic Emperor of the Western Kingdom would have such a day."
"No one forced you, you came here on your own."
Fu Yuheng smiled playfully, "Don't blame anyone.
If you want to blame it, it's your reluctance to part with this chess piece
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