Han xuyao's voice sounded faintly. Yan Luoli subconsciously looked up and gazed at his face.
"In Clothes... "
It was too dark in the cave. He worried that she was afraid. He wriggled to get the night pearl.
"Don't move, I can barely stop the bleeding from your wound!"
Yan Luoli's voice choked. She pulled Han xuyao's hand and raised her legs to press his feet.
"I'll do it!"
"Good..."
Han xuyao answered softly, no longer insisting.
Yan Luoli found the brocade box from the clothes on one side, opened it, and the whole cave lit up. The light blue light shone on her face, crystal clear, as if she had no time for white jade.
"This king's glass is beautiful."
Yan Luoli chuckled at the bottom of her heart, her nose was sour, and her tears came down.
He rubbed his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.
"How can you bring the night pearl with you?"
"It's your mother's, so you have to put it away carefully."
Yan Luoli's eyes widened incredulously, and her pale face was full of doubts.
Han xuyao took Yan Luoli's hand and touched the wound in her palm with his fingertips. The bottom of his heart was slightly painful.
Pull her into your arms, hold her, and gently caress her cheek.
"When you were born, your mother gave it to the king, and later it was handed over to your father. On that day, he should return the goods to their original owners through rewards. "
He said slowly, holding her arm, a little tight.
At that time, he was only 8 or 9 years old, and many things had become vague.
At that time, his father was still the prince. He took his elite to the palace with Yan Luoli's father, Han Xuyuan. The fight for the imperial power had reached a white hot stage.
While Han xuyao was still young at that time, he and his mother, as well as Guan Yue, Yan Luoli's mother, were transferred to a small wooden house outside the capital.
Guan Yue was about to give birth. Only four palace maids and a midwife were accompanying her. After many twists and turns, Yan Luoli's mother had difficulty giving birth, and everyone was so anxious.
Han xuyao remembers that he was standing outside the delivery room, hearing the cry of pain inside, and didn't know what to do.
I don't know how long it took, but it was quiet and there was a baby crying.
His mother breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took people out, so he slipped in when people didn't pay attention.
At that time, Yan Luoli was small, wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying beside her mother. When she saw Han xuyao coming in, her big eyes were straight and giggling.
"Little prince, this is for you. Will you help aunt Yue take good care of this girl?"
Yan Luoli's mother weakly took out the night pearl from her arms and handed it to Han xuyao. Han xuyao stood there, not daring to answer.
"This is left to this girl by Aunt Yue. You can help her keep it first. Aunt Yue's time is running out. Take her out quickly and don't let her see the loss of her mother, OK?"
Looking at the haggard face and sincere eyes, Han xuyao hesitated for a moment and slowly reached for it.
"Good, aunt Yue."
He put away the night pearl and took the baby out of bed.
When he stepped out of the door, the baby in his hand burst into tears.
He subconsciously turned back. The woman on the bed looked at him gratefully and closed her eyes slowly.
Memory flow, Han xuyao's heart a little sad, when he was so holding her, holding her, can't stop crying, not to mention the bottom of his heart.
"You were there when I was born, my mother My mother, she... "
Yan Luoli was stunned for a long time before she regained her mind. The excited voice interrupted Han xuyao's memory.
"Aunt Yue had a difficult labor when she gave birth to you. She left soon after she gave birth to you. You're still worried. Anyone who holds you will cry. You'll be quiet only when I hold you."
Han xuyao's eyes passed the streamer, and she saw Yan Luoli's eyes staring at her. Her eyes were a bit lonely. Her birth was accompanied by her mother's departure, which was one of her heart knot.
However, listening to what he said, it seemed that the relationship between father and His Majesty was very good at that time.
But her father never told her that Han xuyao and the queen were there when she was born, and he never told her about the night pearl.
Is there any secret about what happened in those years?
However, she felt that someone should have told her these things, and she should have remembered them.
It felt like there was a vacancy in her life, but she didn't know what was missing.
"I had a serious illness when I was ten years old. I don't remember many things before."
She leaned on his shoulder, put her arms around his neck, and leaned her head in.
Words with a bit choking, but also with a bit lost.
What?!
He took her hand and held her more tightly.
When she was ten years old, he led the army and returned for six years.No wonder she was so unfamiliar with herself. At first, he thought that she had forgotten what she had done for a long time, and that he had ruined her marriage with the prince.
"What's wrong?"
What is the disease, can be so cruel to take away the memory.
Yan Luoli shook her head.
"I don't remember, but from then on, I went with my master to the mountains to study medicine refining and poison making."
With that, Yan Luoli suddenly thought of something, got up and put her face up to Han xuyao.
"I remember you said that you taught me how to ride a horse. Han xuyao, did you take a fancy to me very early?"
Cough, cough, cough, cough
This wench is finally enlightened, but how can he answer? Isn't it obvious.
He murmured from the bottom of his heart, pretending to cough and trying to muddle through, but his cough was too fake, Yan Luoli's eyes staring at him were slightly raised.
Caught off guard, Yan Luoli directly bowed her head and blocked Han xuyao's mouth.
Astonished, shocked
Time stops. He hasn't responded yet. Yan Luoli has taken it back.
He looked at him with deep eyes.
"Sister Fengyi said that kissing can cure cough. It's really good."
What did sister Huang teach her?!
Han xuyao can't help but coagulate her eyebrows. How could she learn to play a bad girl.
If he hadn't hurt now, he would have
In front of him, she is now wearing an inner garment, revealing her slender neck.
The rest of the clothes were hanging out, and his chest was open.
Han xuyao felt that his mouth was dry. He moved his eyes slightly. He was afraid to see it again. The healed wound could be opened by the heat of his chest.
"Go down!"
Cold two words hit, cold Xu Yao not happy to twist a body.
Yan Luoli's heart was a little funny to see him like that.
I used to be embarrassed when I was staring at him. Although there was no change of expression on his face, he turned his head. He turned his head!
At the bottom of my heart there is a little excitement and a little pride.
She won't go down yet!
Looking at the Adam's apple around his neck, he took a bite and then kissed him.
Han xuyao's whole body is stiff, she, she deliberately!!!
Raise a hand, directly in front of this wench to embrace into the bosom, pinch her chin, forcibly snatched her lips.
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