Chapter 292 Scenery Jin Yan has never seen before
Chapter 292 Scenery Jin Yan has never seen before
Jin Yan's lips raised into a smile, and the strength in her hands became gentler.
When Yuan Jing came over, he saw such a scene in the study and was a little stunned for a moment.
He simply couldn't believe that the person sitting on the chair, with his body and face relaxed, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, was actually Wen Yan!
No, he must have been robbed!
Yuan Jing said silently in his heart.
Wen Yan had lived in front of him for so many years, and he had always had a cold expression. It seemed that nothing in the world was worth worrying about.
However, during this period of time in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, he saw various emotions on Wen Yan's face more than once, including helplessness, worry, joy and even anger, like a perfect ice sculpture whose soul was injected into it and became more and more vivid.
It's so vivid that you can't take your eyes away.
The subtle sunlight shines through the window lattice, part of it shining on the table, part of it falling on them. The picture is so harmonious and warm that people can't bear to disturb it.
Yuan Jing turned around and slowly left with his hands behind his back, with a bad look on his face.
After he left, Wen Yan opened his eyes, looked at his back, his eyes flickered, and then closed again.
"When will master leave?"
Jin Yan asked softly.
"We are still discussing it, but it will probably be soon."
"Do you need me to help Master prepare anything?"
she asked again.
There had been no flooding in her previous life, and she didn't know what this would bring.
I felt flustered for no reason.
But since it was a matter of naming by the emperor, neither Wen Yan nor Xiao Tong could shirk it.
"Huh? Just make the clothes ready,"
After I finished speaking, I felt something was wrong, so I added, "I'm afraid it will take a while after we get over it."
Jin Yan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled again.
"Okay, it's almost done."
Neither of them spoke again after that.
She pressed it for a while longer until she saw Wen Yan's hand hanging on his thigh and felt his head leaning on her fingers as if there was no support.
Jin Yan held her carefully, couldn't help but look over and found that he was asleep.
Thinking that he might have been running to the palace every day in the past few days, but he didn't see any eunuchs from the palace coming to look for him. He must have something to do.
You must be tired.
"Master?"
"Go to bed and sleep, okay?"
She whispered something, wanting to wake him up but worrying about waking him up, so her voice was timid.
Unconsciously, I stared at this face again, dumbfounded for a moment.
Wen Yan looked innocent and pure when he was sleeping. As he breathed, his strong nose opened and closed, and his skin was so delicate that you could see the fine hairs. It was sprinkled with golden light, revealing the sunshine of a young man.
Jin Yan never thought that words like sunshine could be seen in Wen Yan.
People say that he is a god in the sky, and his feet should not touch the ground. Now he looks more and more like a human being.
Jinyan suddenly realized that this was a secret that only she could pry into. Who else could see such a side of Wen Yan besides her.
Thinking of this, her heart was excited again, and soon her eyebrows relaxed, and she slowly stretched out her hand, but stopped when she was about to touch his face.
After thinking for a moment, he spread his fingers and placed his palm against his face.
The skin on his face was tight, and when pressed lightly, she found it was very elastic. The delicate touch made her shrink back like an electric shock... and soon it was covered again.
After going back and forth several times, Jin Yan patted her gently and said, "Master, it's uncomfortable to sleep like this. How about you go to bed?"
There was an unconscious hint of coaxing in her voice, which was so soft that it was completely soft.
"Ok?"
He hummed softly from the tip of his nose, like a deer being awakened. When he opened his eyes leisurely, he revealed a pair of wet eyes.
The two looked at each other.
Makes you breathless!
This is another scenery Jinyan has never seen before!
Everything around them was silent, as if they were the only two people left in the world.
She was squatting in front of him with her knees bent, her little head tilted up, her almond-shaped eyes widened as wide as possible, and shock flashed across her eyes, which was imprinted on his face, and the red cinnabar mole inside them was particularly eye-catching.
Wen Yan just looked at her blankly. The warmth on his face made him not want to move. The confusion in his eyes receded, but before other emotions were covered, he was already laughing.
In an instant, the scenery came to her face as if it were earth-shattering, making Jinyan laugh involuntarily.
Seeing him happy makes her happy too.
Before the smile was completely spread, it suddenly froze again!
She saw a group of shadows covering her, and the man was already in front of her, but she still held up her hands.
Jin Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and she felt the smell of him on the tip of her nose, the cold woody fragrance.
He put his chin on her shoulder, putting it on gently without exerting any force.
There is his hair next to the ear, soft and a little itchy.
The bodies of the two seemed to be close to each other, but there was a bit of distance between them, and their posture was very strange, but they seemed to be crossing their necks.
Jin Yan remained motionless. After a while, she stretched out her hand to reach around his back and patted him gently, which was quite comforting.
"Master is exhausted."
Then he said, "Make delicious food for Master tonight."
"it is good."
Wen Yan's lips moved, and the voice that came out was soft, without the usual coldness.
It creates a ball of cotton in people's hearts.
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved away, leaning back against the back of the chair, and his eyes fell on her reddish face.
He seemed calm, but his hands with nowhere to put them and the pink color on the tips of his ears revealed his panic at this moment.
His eyes were filled with tenderness, and the ends of his eyes were slightly red, sparkling like a pool of spring water, and like crushed spring breeze, every detail was present, everywhere.
Jin Yan's face flashed with surprise, and her eyebrows curled up with a smile.
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, pain flashed across his unfathomable eyes, and soon became invisible again.
He pursed his lips, reached out and rubbed the top of her head, "I'll rest for a while."
Then he got up and walked to Ruansao on the side.
When her slender body lay down, everything except her calves was still hanging out, and Jin Yan stared blankly.
She wanted to remind him to go to bed, but saw that he had already closed his eyes and fell asleep, so he just sighed softly and covered him with a thin blanket.
Wen Yan's eyelids moved, his eyelashes quivered, and he fell asleep again due to her smell on the soft couch.
Jinyan went to the kitchen to work, and many of the dishes were cooked by her own hands.
As soon as it was done, Gan Ge said that the Lord had been summoned to the palace.
Disappointment suddenly flashed across his face, then quickly receded, and he just muttered, "Why are you so anxious? You haven't even eaten."
Then she saw the guard at the door walking this way, thinking that Wen Yan had something to say to her.
"Princess Yuexi is here."
"Oh."
Jin Yan lowered her eyes and replied, not looking very interested.
Suddenly something occurred to him and he hurriedly said, "Let her in quickly."
After saying that, she had already gone to the kitchen and told Haitang, "Bring a food box here, and I will send some food to Master."
They have all been busy with their own affairs recently. It was only today that they found out that Wen Yan was so tired. He didn't know if there was anything to eat after he went to the palace. If he had known better, he would have cooked earlier in the afternoon.
While thinking about it, Jin Yan had already put several dishes on the plate, all of which seemed to be Wen Yan's favorite.
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