Когда мы вернёмся

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Upon seeing this, the thieves were terrified and fled in panic.

At this moment, the young master's hands fell limply to his sides, and he looked weakly at Xiao Fengxue, saying, "Don't be afraid, you're alright now." But when he saw her silver eyes, he suddenly smiled, "What beautiful eyes!"

"Why did you save me?" Feng Xue asked directly, ignoring his words.

"I...tect...the weak."

Just then, the voices of several servants came from outside the maple forest, "Young master, where are you? Young master..."

"My servants have come to find me. I... I'll be alright." Due to excessive blood loss, the young master finally collapsed in a pool of blood.

Since that day, Xiao Fengxue has never forgotten the young master, because he was the first person to risk his life to save her.

...

A tender look appeared in Feng Xue's eyes as she reminisced about the past.

Lowering her head, Feng Xue glanced at Situ Xingyun, her eyes flashing slightly. In the blink of an eye, the light disappeared, and Feng Xue gently shook her head before walking to Situ Xingyun's study.

She held her breath, listened intently, and focused on sensing the air around her.

She remembered that last time Situ Xingyun was accompanied by a dark and alluring figure, and that his martial arts skills and internal strength were only slightly inferior to hers. However, he shouldn't be around now, otherwise she would have been able to sense it.

After a moment, she let out a breath and began to slowly search for books.

Feng Xue chuckled softly as she glanced at Qingyun's books. Situ Xingyun seemed to particularly like Qingyun; her books were all placed in the most prominent positions.

As her eyes swept over the books, Feng Xue found herself unable to muster any interest in reading.

Suddenly, she remembered that when Situ Xingyun showed her the calligraphy and paintings last time, there was a hidden compartment in the sandalwood cabinet that he had opened, and it was locked.

With a thought, Feng Xue walked to the sandalwood cabinet, pulled out a compartment, and found the same few scrolls inside. She took out the scrolls and found a hidden compartment inside.

As for the lock—Feng Xue took a hairpin from her hair, gently turned the end of the hairpin inside the lock, and with a "click," the lock opened easily.

There are two scrolls in the hidden compartment.

Feng Xue was somewhat disappointed. But even she didn't know what she really wanted to see.

But when she randomly opened one of the volumes, her eyes suddenly lit up, a hint of joy like twinkling starlight scattered across her eyes.

The person in the painting is her. And this painting was done for her by Situ Xingyun in the Snow Pavilion that day.

In the painting, she is as serene as an orchid and as elegant as a chrysanthemum, exuding a noble royal air. The flowers on her magnificent robes are like green leaves, quietly setting off her as a vibrant flower.

For some reason, Feng Xue felt that the person in the painting was unfamiliar. The person in the painting seemed to be her, yet also seemed not to be her. But this was how Situ Xingyun saw her.

Does Situ Xingyun's careful hiding of this painting in a secret compartment indicate that he cherishes it?

A hint of sweetness spread across her eyes as she rolled up the scroll and opened another.

Feng Xue was taken aback at first, then her eyes were filled with surprise, joy, excitement and other emotions. The curve of her red lips continued to widen, her shoulders trembled slightly, and her hands trembled as she stroked the painting.

The painting depicts a woman dressed simply, yet in a fiery red like maple leaves. She wears a pale red veil on her face, and her eyes are clear and bright, like transparent silver crystals.

When all of Feng Xue's emotions surge into her mind and she reaches the peak of excitement, her eyes will turn from black to silver. However, Feng Xue is always indifferent, and her silver eyes have only appeared twice: once when she met the nameless young master from her childhood, and the other time after the assassination attempt, when she woke up for the first time and saw her disfigured face.

The woman in the painting is none other than Xiao Fengxue from back then.

“It’s him…it’s him…it’s actually him…” Feng Xue murmured, staring at the painting. Suddenly, the silhouette of the young master from back then vaguely appeared in her mind. “It really was him…I should have guessed sooner…”

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain on her face, as if the scar was about to split open. She gently touched her face and found a trace of red on her fingertip.

Feng Xue was startled, remembering Li Ge's words, "Woman, your skin is indeed better than mine, but once it comes into contact with blood, even just a drop of blood, it will melt away in less than two hours. There is no such thing as a perfect skin in this world!"

Could it be the blood that splattered when the sword sliced through Situ Xingyun's arm?

Feng Xue quickly put everything back in its place, then used her light-footed skill to fly back to the Snow Pavilion.

Bronze mirror.

Feng Xue carefully drew the scars on a specially made piece of leather. Half an hour later, she placed the leather on her fair face in front of a bronze mirror, pressing it tightly against her skin, and then gently pressing it down.

When I opened my eyes, there was another face covered in scars. The scars on my face were impeccable.

Wearing a veil, Feng Xue flew back to Situ Xingyun's room.

She lay quietly beside Situ Xingyun, gazing at his silhouette, which gradually merged with the nameless young master's features. Remembering his two acts of risking his life to protect her, a faint smile curved her lips.

She closed her eyes and fell peacefully asleep.

The weather's been terrible these past few days, so cold, which caused me to catch a cold, which led to a cough, which in turn caused dizziness, and more dizziness...

I feel a little better today, although my nose is still stuffy and my throat is still itchy. I'll stop updating here.

Thank you for your support.

Volume One: Among the Common People, There is a Woman Named Qingyun, the Prince and His Consort

Situ Xingyun slept for two whole days, and after the Emperor learned of his injury, he granted him permission to rest for half a month and not attend the morning court. In fact, Situ Xingyun's injury was not particularly serious; it was just that the medicine he received that night contained too much sleeping potion.

In the past two days, Feng Xue has also moved her belongings from Xue Lou into Yun Xuan. Every night, she naturally sleeps next to Situ Xingyun, eating and sleeping together. This clearly tells everyone that Prince Pingyan and Princess Pingyan are sharing a room, which also clarifies the previous rumors of marital discord and reduces the Emperor's suspicions about them.

Killing three birds with one stone.

The beautiful concubine in the prince's mansion wept bitterly, but dared not utter a word of her anger. This became a popular topic of conversation among the common people, naturally leading to a surge in the publication of various books.