roccoschili Chapter 203 Aheng
Chapter 203 Aheng
After all, once he arrived here, he didn't know where the people sent from the capital had gone, whether they had been placed in military camps or remained in the city.
"Shh." Xiao Yuheng suddenly made a shushing gesture to her, signaling her to be quiet.
Then, he strode to the bedside and said in a low voice, "I sent him away."
Just as Su Fuying was about to ask why, she noticed that the man's expression was a little strange, so she unconsciously leaned closer and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
“Someone’s here.” Xiao Yuheng’s voice was low and serious.
At this moment, their breaths were almost touching, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air. The candlelight flickered, illuminating their figures.
Su Fuying gazed at the flawless face before her, her heart stirred slightly.
She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently stroke his cheek, feeling his warmth and touch.
Her gentle fingers began to trace the man's eyebrows and eyes, as if sketching a beautiful painting.
Her gaze was focused and gentle, as if she wanted to etch every detail of him into her heart.
Finally, her finger rested on his slightly pursed lips, and Xiao Yuheng's breath hitched, his mind went blank, and he froze.
The tingling sensation on his face made him momentarily lose his focus, as if time had stopped.
Something deep inside me seemed to be touched, and my heart started beating faster for no reason, pounding like a drum.
He unconsciously wanted to get closer to her, as if drawn by an invisible force.
His gaze finally settled on the woman's crimson lips, and his breathing became rapid and unsteady.
His eyes gradually deepened, becoming as deep as a still pool, drawing people in and making it impossible for them to escape.
His throat bobbed, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
Their hot breaths mingled in the air, weaving a web of ambiguity.
Su Fuying looked at the handsome face that was gradually enlarging in front of her, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as light as butterfly wings.
Just as their breaths mingled, the faint sound on the roof suddenly disappeared.
Su Fuying snapped back to her senses, her body trembling slightly as she turned her head slightly to avoid the man's kiss.
The man's expression froze slightly, and the atmosphere stood still for a moment.
"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." Su Fuying turned around and met the man's eyes.
At this moment, the man was pursing his lips, quietly looking at himself, his cold eyes deep and dark.
For some reason, Su Fuying felt a little uneasy. She quickly looked away and continued dryly, "I'm really sleepy."
Xiao Yuheng gripped the edge of the bed tightly, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.
He knew that Su Fuying hadn't slept for days, and he felt a pang of heartache for her.
Finally, he slowly adjusted his tone and said softly, "Okay."
Where do you...sleep?
Su Fuying looked around the room and found it to be very simple.
There was only one chair, which seemed a bit cramped for a tall man; moreover, there was only one quilt in the entire room, making it impossible to even sleep on the floor.
"Not sleeping."
The man didn't even look up, remaining seated by the candlelight, as he took out a sheepskin map from his robes and began to examine it carefully.
Seeing this, Su Fuying simply shut her mouth, shrank into the quilt, and the candlelight cast a long shadow of the man. Under the warm yellow light, even his cold profile softened a lot.
“Brother Aheng, Aheng…”
The woman's babbling on the bed made Xiao Yuheng freeze. He looked up abruptly and found that she had already fallen asleep.
Feeling a little disappointed, I put down what I was holding and went to the bedside.
On the bed, the girl slept peacefully, breathing evenly, her long eyelashes the color of a fledgling raven.
Her long hair was spread loosely on the pillow, and when she closed her eyes, she didn't have her usual cold and austere demeanor, but rather a sense of tranquility.
Xiao Yuheng sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching her, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting. He gently stroked her hair, feeling her presence, and a warm current surged in his heart.
How could you forget?
The man's warm, large hand gently caressed the woman's cheek. He stared at her, his dark eyes shimmering with starlight, the burning heat in his pupils seeming to scorch the person before him.
"Aheng..."
"Nobody likes Nannan..."
The woman was still muttering something incoherently, until finally a very soft sigh was heard, "I like Nannan."
......
The next day, Su Fuying was awakened by the aroma of food.
She opened her eyes to find the room empty and the candles on the table extinguished. If she hadn't remembered the events of yesterday so clearly, she would have almost wondered if she had just had a long dream.
but......
Thinking about her dream last night, she looked somewhat confused. The little girl in the dream should be her, but why did she have no memory of that time at all?
Logically speaking, since she has inherited the original owner's memories, there shouldn't be any missing parts. But now there is a missing piece. Could it be that the original owner had already lost this memory?
“Aheng, Xiao Yuheng.”
Thinking of the boy in her dream, she remembered clearly yesterday that his name was Aheng.
Previously, Xiao Yuheng had asked her if she would still choose to marry the Crown Prince if he were not the one who saved her when she was a child.
It turned out that he had always known that the crown prince was just an imposter.
"Dog Egg, where is he?"
Su Fuying was eager to find him and find out everything. When she opened the door, Gou Dan was cooking rice in the yard.
"Sister, my eldest brother has long since passed away, but he left behind many belongings."
Dog Egg ran over quickly and pointed to the wooden box under the eaves.
The box contained a few changes of clothes and a long sword.
Su Fuying suddenly remembered that her sword had been lost yesterday and she had forgotten to retrieve it; it had probably already been thrown away. However, the sword before her...
She stepped forward and took it in her hand. The cold touch came from her palm. The sword was as clear and light as jade. The golden phoenix wings on the hilt were lifelike, and the scabbard was even more dazzling.
"nice one!"
Su Fuying couldn't help but sigh in admiration, reaching out to gently stroke the patterns on the sword, a look of surprise on her face.
"Sister, he also brought over a lot of meat. Today, Gou Dan will cook for you." Gou Dan was also overjoyed, jumping up and down as he pointed at the meat simmering in the pot.
"Good Gou Dan, I'm going to see your grandma now." Su Fuying patted Gou Dan's head. Perhaps because he was no longer blessed, Gou Dan had washed himself clean and changed his clothes, looking much more refreshed.
When Su Fuying was tidying up her things that night, she discovered that the person had put a scroll of notes in her bundle.
Curious, I opened it, and there were only a few words written on a single page.