Marry

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Her expression suddenly became satisfied and she turned around to comb her hair. She used the same comb as before and didn't seem to mind at all that it was used by him.

Xiao Yunci's eyes moved and he slowly approached her.

"Let me do it." He grabbed her hand, gently took the jade comb from her hand into his palm, then gently stroked her hair all the way through.

Wen Ning looked at Xiao Yunci's gentle face in the mirror and suddenly had an illusion... They were just like a real couple, combing each other's hair, loving each other, and living in harmony...

Her heart trembled and she immediately stopped her thoughts.

Do not have any random thoughts or wishful thinking.

How could she be worthy enough to match with Xiao Yunci... He was the future emperor, and what he needed was a real lady from a noble family, not a fake destiny like her.

Wen Ning calmed down and waited for him to pin up her hair. She was about to say thank you, but she remembered his abrupt action after she said thank you yesterday. She couldn't help but shrink her neck. She had learned her lesson and didn't dare to thank him easily.

Xiao Yunci put down the comb, his fingertips still lingering with her softness and sweet scent.

He rubbed his fingers silently, and told the driver to find the post station and then stop to tidy up. Just as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Ning's eyes glancing at his lower abdomen.

Xiao Yunci's body stiffened slightly, and he pulled the blanket to his side, blocking it silently.

Wen Ning was a little confused. What did she seem to have seen just now? There was something very prominent on his waist and abdomen. Did Xiao Yunci carry a knife with him?

The knife was neither long nor short, but more like a short knife from the Western Regions, and it looked quite scary when held up.

She couldn't help but think of his appearance when he was a child, covered in blood in the wind and snow. She remembered that he was holding a short knife in his hand at that time, which was almost as long as her forearm, extremely sharp, and could kill people with one blow... It turned out that he never left his knife.

Wen Ning didn't dare to ask. She thought silently in her heart and suddenly felt a little afraid.

As expected of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who has survived the bloody palace, his reputation for being wary of others is well-deserved.

Chapter 40

Seeing Wen Ning looking thoughtful, Xiao Yunci coughed twice and said, "No need to tidy up the blanket yet. I'm a little cold."

Wen Ning asked with concern, "Your Highness, are you feeling unwell? Did you catch a cold last night?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yunci looked rather lazy, the wind blew up the car curtains, and the half-bright and half-dark sunlight sprinkled on his tall nose, sculpting his face into a nearly perfect sculpture.

Wen Ning's heart moved slightly, and she immediately looked away.

Not long after, the carriage convoy stopped at a post station near Yizhou.

It's easy to tell that this place has been affected by the flood. The nearby dirt roads are all muddy and emit a faint fishy smell, as if the sludge in the river has spread to this place. It's wet and sticky, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

The few trees beside the post station looked like they had been hit by water. They were twisted and crooked, with several large branches broken and lying across the road.