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Softly walking towards the path beside the hot spring, the corners of the white clothes were faintly visible in the grass, and the dim candlelight in the corridor was not real, but Chun Yuan was sure that he walked over, only to see the man squatting on the ground rubbing the soles of his feet .

The wet bathrobe was attached to her body, and her snow-white skin shone through the bathrobe in the dark night.

Sima Huai felt the darkness in front of his eyes, endured the pain and raised his head, but it was his little princess holding a robe and looking at him.

Oops!was found!

She moved suddenly, but her legs and feet were sore and numb from squatting for too long, so she suddenly leaned back.Slender legs and a pair of black shorts are exposed, the bathrobe on the upper body is spread out, and there is an obvious light-colored scar on the left side of the firm lower abdomen, and further upwards, the bathrobe just covers the sides, revealing the white chest and delicate clavicle.Before seeing the protrusions on both sides of the bathrobe clearly, Sima Huai's face was pale, biting the corner of her lips, traces of blood oozing, she endured the numbness of her legs, and turned sideways.

Chunyuan's eyes sank, he unfolded the black brocade robe in his hands, and quickly bent down to put it on Sima Huai's body.

"My lord, Yelu, be careful, and be careful not to catch a cold." Her voice was as gentle as ever.

Sima Huai stood up, fastened his loose robe, looked dazed, wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "My king is going to rest first, my concubine, please do what you want."

Turn around and leave quickly.

Listening to her indifferent voice, Chun Yuan wanted to grab the hem of her clothes, but because Sima Huai was too fast, he slipped away from his fingertips.

Sima Huai staggered back to the bedroom, closed the door, covered his head, and slumped down on the ground. Was he discovered?Why are you still so calm?

Sima Huai touched his chest, it was soft but not protruding, it was too...

She walked to the bronze mirror in the bedroom, unbuttoned her clothes, looked at herself in the mirror, looked at the scar...

Chunyuan took a deep breath and sank into the water.

Unconsciously, he thought of the scene just now, and the unconcealable panic and heartache in that person's eyes.

Is she so scared?Afraid of knowing her identity?Afraid of being discovered that incomparable affection?

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Sima Huai lay neatly on the bed and dozed off, the sound of the door opening and closing, the sound of blowing out the candles, the sound of undressing, the more he tried to force himself to avoid falling asleep, the more clearly the sound could be heard in his ears.

Sima Huai could use her voice to analyze her every move and restore it in his mind.

A warm body lay down beside him.Sima Huai held back and did not open his eyes.

As the man's breathing gradually became steady and long, Sima Huai let out a long breath before opening his eyes.

Such a peaceful sleeping face.

This should not have been found.

Sima Huai turned around, tried not to wake her up, and gently stroked her delicate and smooth cheeks with his hands.

He stretched out his fingers to rub against her red lips, swallowed unconsciously, suppressed the urge to kiss, sighed, withdrew his hand, and turned around.

If she finds out, at least...at least she won't hate her in the future.

It's time to find a chance to talk to her.

Chunyuan opened his eyes, looking at the restless figure of the man, and the movement he just stopped in silence, he must be very tormented.

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The next day, early morning.

Sima Huai yawned, and vaguely slept for two hours, but her energy was not bad, today was a special day.

"Morning." Sima Huai looked at the little princess who was slowly waking up, and said hello as if nothing had happened.

"Morning, my lord~"

"Last night, I..." Sima Huai tried impatiently.

"Last night? The lord caught a cold last night? Are your feet still hurting?" Chunyuan took the topic and asked with concern.

Sima Huai kept observing her expression, but he didn't see any clues, and his heart faintly let go.so far so good.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Chunyuan, happy Qixi Festival." Sima Hui said with a smile.

What a strange way to say hello, Chunyuan replied with a smile: "Let's have fun together."

Hongyun Temple in Jingangya Mountain, Luozhou.

Sima Huai stored the carriage well, and today he took the little concubine and walked into the temple along with many pilgrims without going through the back door.

Along the way, climbing up the steps, some pilgrims in the past brought their daughters and sons up the mountain to pray for a good marriage, there were also single men and women who went up the mountain alone to ask for a lottery, and more couples went up the mountain together to pray for blessings.

Sima Huai and Chun Yuan revisit their hometown again, but their moods are quite different.Compared with Yu Dou Yueqiong and Chu Chunxi who were careful in Hongyun Temple before, they feel more at ease by her side now.

Sima Huai hesitated for a while, and took the little princess' hand.

Chunyuan didn't dodge, but gently returned his grip.

When they came to the main hall, there were not a few people praying for blessings.

The two waited for a while before kneeling in front of the Buddha statue.

Sima Huai clasped his hands together, looked at the tall and resplendent Buddha statue, closed his eyes, muttered a few words in his heart, and kowtowed.

Chun Yuan bowed devoutly and knelt down at the side.

When it came time to ask for a lottery, Sima Huai took the stick and looked at Chunyuan. The two of them shook each other persistently with one hand. A stick fell from the stick. Sima Huai picked it up and looked carefully. There were a few words on the sign.

Just after reading one sentence, the sign in his hand was taken away before the other sentence was read clearly. Sima Huai looked at the young monk holding the sign, frowned and said, "Master Chongfa?"

"Amitabha, hello to the two benefactors." Chong Wu proclaimed the Buddha's name and said with a smile.

"Master is good." Chunyuan replied politely.

"The two benefactors want to release the sign?" Zhongwu glanced at the sign and put it in his sleeve.

Sima Huai couldn't get the lottery back, so he nodded.

"The love in the previous life and the present life, the heavenly magpie builds a bridge and a good match. The above lottery, the two are a good marriage from heaven, this lottery is very good." Chongwu said and looked at Chunyuan.

Sima Huai also read this sentence when he read the lottery.But there is still one sentence that I didn't see clearly, so I asked: "Master, there is one more sentence that you didn't say clearly."

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that it cannot be said. Since the benefactor already knows that it is a marriage gift from heaven, why bother to ask, this lot is kept with the poor monk first, and he will naturally know the last sentence in the future." Zhongwu said with a smile.

There's no other way, you can't snatch something from the monk, so Sima Huai had no choice but to give up.

After reading this sentence carefully, Chun Yuan turned his head and secretly looked at Sima Huai's side face. The love in the past and the present life has formed a bridge between heaven and earth.

Sima Huai felt the gaze of the little princess and turned his head to look at each other. Although he didn't know what to say next, it was a good time to ask for a marriage contract on this day.

The Shuangjinyou Carp Nuanyu on the neck felt the master's wish, and it also became slightly hot.Sima Huai touched the warm jade in his arms, wondering if her piece was as hot as his own.

Chunyuan watched Sima Huai's actions, and unconsciously touched the warm jade on his chest with his hand, and could clearly feel the temperature through the material of the clothes.

With her, is it a good relationship or a bad relationship?

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After tasting the special vegetarian food at Hongyun Temple, Sima Huai drove a carriage into Luozhou City.

Arriving at the end of Luozhou City, the carriage was arranged for the dark guard who accompanied him secretly, and the husband and wife walked on the street.

Luozhou is the accompanying capital of the Great Wei Dynasty. It has a large population, but the law and order are excellent. The prefect of Luozhou is the fourth son of Wen Taishi, with outstanding abilities, and is highly regarded by Sima Zong.

There are many people of different races wandering on the street. These white and black people are particularly eye-catching on the street. Even Chun Yuan glanced curiously.

The atmosphere of the Great Wei was open, and the relationship between men and women was not as harsh as in the previous dynasty. Along the way, I saw a lot of couples in pairs. Only on the Qixi Festival, the little ladies hiding in the mansion dressed up one after another. Find your soulmate.

The sun was shining on his head, and hot sweat broke out on his forehead. Sima Huai was afraid of heat since he was a child.

She frowned, rolled up her sleeves and fanned subconsciously. It would be great if she could have a cup of cold drink or ice cream in her hand at this time.

Chun Yuan paid attention to the actions of the person beside him, picked up a handkerchief and helped Sima Huai wipe away the sweat from his temples.

There was a faint fragrance, and the sweat was gently wiped away. Sima Huai turned his head and saw that Chun Yuan's face was also red, and he was still wiping his sweat earnestly, feeling a little distressed.

Looking around the small shops on the street, one happened to be selling oiled paper umbrellas.

Sima Huai took Chunyuan to the front of the shop, looked at the dazzling array of oil-paper umbrellas, and began to choose.

"Young master, which type do you like? My family's oil-paper umbrellas are all ancestral handicrafts, and they are the only ones in Luozhou City." Pedantic air.

Sima Huai glanced at him, and said calmly, "Did you draw these?"

"Exactly." The little boss said with a smile, looking at the young master in fancy clothes and the dignified and beautiful wife beside him, secretly amazed, this young master and his wife are so well-matched!

Sima Huai nodded, this painter is very good.Noticing that the boss was looking at him, he smiled lightly and said to Chun Yuan beside him, "Ma'am, which one do you like?"

Chun Yuan was taken aback, and when he heard Sima Huai's address, his face turned red again.

Seeing her in a daze, Sima Huai smiled, picked it up casually, and saw an oiled paper umbrella painted with lotus flowers in ink.

"Just this one." The two said in unison, and then smiled at each other.

"Okay, Mrs. Young Master is really loving, I'm envious of others." The little boss put away the oiled paper umbrella and handed it to Sima Huai with both hands.

Sima Huai took out half a tael of silver and handed it over, taking the umbrella.Say thanks to the little boss.

The little boss was about to change money, Sima Huai waved his hand casually, gently held up the umbrella, and walked into the crowd with Chun Yuan holding hands.

He looked at the backs of the two of them, thought for a while, dipped his pen in ink, and drew a picture against the blank oil-paper umbrella.