Daughter, you have to pay after eating

  For a moment, both of them were stunned, their eyes locked in a stare, their pupils wide with surprise.

  The first to come back to her senses was Han Xi Tong. After the shock, she quickly jumped up from Xuan Mei Chen's body. A lovely face also quickly turned rosy red.

  A pair of beautiful eyes, which were shining brightly, never fell on Jing Mei Chen's body again, as if they felt embarrassed because of the unintentional scene just now.

  Compared with Han Xi Tong, Xuan Mei Chen was also extremely embarrassed at this moment.

  He could still feel the softness left on his lips by the girl, and his heart was numb. A strange feeling was rushing to his mind at an incredible speed, and that feeling was like seeing thousands of flowers blooming in front of him at the same time, it was so wonderful that it couldn't be described!

  So after feeling the girl on his body leave, Yu Xing's heart felt like it was missing a corner, such emptiness.

  "Uh, I'll get Qing Mei to help you apply the medicine..."

  I don't know what Xuan Mei Chen is thinking, but Han Xi Tong just feels that after what happened earlier, the two of them have become very awkward and it's not suitable for them to stay in the same room anymore, so she decides to leave.

  Unexpectedly, after hearing Han Xi Tong's words, Xuan Mei Chen panicked, her red lips lightly opening, and she exclaimed in excitement.

  No!

  As soon as the words fell, Xuan Mei Cheng stretched out her hand and tightly grasped Han Xi Tong's small hand. Her flustered and excited appearance was like that of a child who feared being abandoned by an adult - so helpless, yet pitifully lovely.

  Although he felt that his action just now was a bit too impulsive, Xuan Mei Chen still didn't let go of Han Xi Tong's hand.

  Because of him today, he really doesn't want to be alone...

  The feeling of Soo-young's hand gripping her own was so forceful, cold, and trembling uncontrollably that it made Haneul's heart skip a beat.

  Looking at his tightly furrowed eyebrows, the panic and unease hidden in his eyes, that appearance is both pitiful and moving, even a saint would not be able to help but feel heartache...

  "Okay, I won't leave, can you let go of my hand now?"

  Han Xi Tong said in a soft voice, Xuan Mei Chen heard Han Xi Tong's previous sentence and her uneasy heart finally settled down. However, upon hearing her next sentence, she couldn't help but feel a surge of loss again, and a hint of melancholy flashed across her eyes.

  She said, asking him to let go of her hand, was it because she didn't like him touching her?!

  Thinking of this, Xuan Mei's heart tightened, feeling like she couldn't breathe.

  However, he still gently let go of Han Xi Tong's hand, feeling the soft small hand slipping out of his, leaving him with an empty heart.

  Han Xi Tong had not noticed the loss on Xuan Mei Chen's face, but instead rummaged through a nearby carved flower cabinet, found a medicine box, and then returned to Xuan Mei Chen's side.

  At that time, Xuan Mei Chen's sense of loss had not dissipated, her head lowered, and her eyes quietly gazed at the empty palm of her hand.

  His palm was empty, but just now he could feel the warmth and softness of her small hand, yet he didn't know when he would be able to feel such warmth again.

  Just as Xuan Mei was sighing in her heart, suddenly, a small white hand had gently grasped her injured palm.

  Feeling the soft touch on his hand, Jing Mei Chen's whole body was like being electrocuted, and he trembled all over.

  Suddenly, the originally dull and discolored beautiful eyes lit up instantly, wide open with shock and confusion.

  But then, Han Xi's eyes saw that she had gently grasped his injured palm with one hand, and was holding an ointment in the other, carefully wiping his wound.

  "Doesn't it hurt? Who told you to be so stupid earlier? That's charcoal, even if you can't feel the cold, there will still be pain, right?"

  Looking at the originally fair and delicate beautiful hands, they are now red and swollen all over. Although it's not very serious, but to Han Xi's eyes, it's extremely eye-catching and surprising!

  What a beautiful hand, it's a pity...

  Compared to Han Xi Tong's worries and nagging, Xuan Mei Chen didn't care at all. After a slight pause, knowing that Han Xi Tong was concerned about her, the originally empty heart was filled up at an extremely fast speed.

  Warm and sweet in my heart, like being filled with honey, that kind of feeling, so sweet and wonderful.

  The corners of her mouth curled up, and Xuan Mei couldn't even notice herself that the smile on her face was so happy.

  He wished time would forever stand still at this moment, with just the two of them...

  Unfortunately, heaven seemed to never bless him. When he felt the happiest and most carefree, suddenly, a strong sense of fatigue surged up in his heart.

  Such a drowsy feeling came so suddenly that he couldn't help but let out a yawn, but he continued to force himself to stay awake, propping his eyelids open with great effort.

  And at this moment, his heart is even more panicked and confused, a surge of fear mixed with dizziness rushed up to his heart.

  His own body knew that this sleeping poison had entwined him for eight years, and every day, the time he woke up would never exceed two hours, but now...

  He turned his head to look at the hourglass beside him, and now it was less than an hour and a half since he woke up...

  Is this a sign that he will wake up less and less often in the future until...he can't wake up anymore?

  He also knew that he himself would not live for many more years, or perhaps even less.

  Because he knew that the chances of his sleep toxin being cured were very slim, he completely gave up on himself. In the end, even the medicine that could prolong his life, he no longer took it. At that time, he just wanted to end his own life as soon as possible, but unexpectedly...

  He now regrets it.

  Death, he's not afraid of, but rather, can't bear to part with...

  Lowering his head to look at the young woman who was carefully applying medicine to him at this moment.

  She is really petite and beautiful.

  That raven-black long hair is so smooth, like the finest silk. Under the illumination of the pale yellow night pearl, it shines with a lustrous glow.

  That small face as big as a palm, with eyebrows and eyes like poetry, eyelashes slender and long, at the corner of her eyes there was even a cluster of gorgeous dark shadows...

  There was also the faint scent of roses entwined between her nose, everything, everything, was unique to this beautiful little woman in front of him. It was also what made him most reluctant to part with...

  The reluctance in his heart, the gaze towards Han Xi's eyes, the focus that even he himself had never noticed before, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance deeply into his heart at this moment, and it would never fade away.

  Perhaps it was the perception that Xuan Mei Chen's scorching gaze, after Han Xi Tong applied ointment to him, slowly lifted up that delicate little face.

  When those beautiful eyes met the man's focused and scorching gaze, Han Xi's heart skipped a beat.

  There is also some panic.

  Because of this scorching gaze, the information revealed is so obvious that even if she wants to pretend she doesn't understand, it's hard!

  But at this moment, she didn't want to get involved in this emotional dispute.

  As for the man in front of her, although they had that kind of relationship, it was only because of a desperate situation. Moreover, they had just met for less than a few days, and towards him, she felt sympathetic, but more so, just pitied him...

  So, for the man's gaze at her at this moment, the emotions in his eyes made Han Xi choose to retreat.

  After helping Xuan Mei Chen apply the ointment, Han Xi's eyes withdrew her small hand and lowered her gaze, no longer looking at Xuan Mei Chen. She only said in a low voice.

  "You must be tired, so take a rest first, I won't disturb you."

  Having finished speaking, she stood up and was about to pack up the medicine box and leave. Unexpectedly, her hand that was packing the medicine box was grasped by someone once again.

  "Don't go, stay here, okay?"

  "Uh..."

  As for Xuan Mei Chen's words, Han Xi's face slightly froze. She didn't know if Xuan Mei Chen's suggestion to stay was hinting at something.

  However, when her gaze met Xuan's pleading eyes, Han Xi's heart softened once again.

  At this moment, Xuan Mei Chen's eyes were filled with too much sorrow and complex emotions that she couldn't understand.

  Even if she didn't know why he had such a gaze, in any case, it made her extremely dislike him.

  At this moment, his eyes are filled with a lot of sadness, reluctance and... despair.

  What was it that made him so desperate?

  Just as Han Xi's eyes were filled with doubt, that person's Jing Mei Chen spoke again.

  "Please stay with me for a while and have a chat?"

  Xuan Mei Chen's voice was low and gentle, with a strong sense of pleading.

  In response to the man's desperate pleas in front of her, Han Xi only hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding her head in agreement.

  At this moment, Xuan Mei's feeling was like a fragile doll, making her heart involuntarily clench, and a sense of unease, as if the man in front of her was about to disappear.

  Han Xi's eyes narrowed slightly at the strange thought in her mind.

  Xuan Mei Chen didn't know about Han Xi Tong's unease in her heart, he only finally let out a sigh of relief after seeing Han Xi Tong finally agree to stay.

  He was so afraid she wouldn't stay because perhaps this was the last time he could be with her...

  His body knew itself, he was really sleepy now, but he still insisted on holding on, just hoping to take a few more glances at the woman in front of him.

  After knowing that Han Xi Tong wouldn't leave, Xuan Mei Chen slowly lay down on the bed. However, his hand still tightly grasped Han Xi Tong's hand, as if only then could he feel her presence.

  "Xī tóng..."

  "Huh?"

  "Thank you, I had so much fun playing today."

  Yes, it's really happy. For so many years, he has been living in loneliness. If she hadn't appeared, he wouldn't have known what happiness feels like!

  "Hehe, I'm very happy today too."

  When he saw Xuan Mei Chen, he simply held her hand and didn't make any other moves. Han Xi Tong knew that he just wanted to talk to her, so she slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.

  Looking at the man lying in bed, his eyelids kept fluttering open and shut, seemingly extremely sleepy, but he persisted in holding on, that appearance made her feel very heartbroken.

  Although she vaguely sensed that there was something wrong with his body, she had never imagined that he had been poisoned by a sleeping toxin, and what's more, it was administered by the person closest to him.

  No wonder, from the first time I saw him, I felt that this man seemed to be hiding many sorrows. The melancholy between his eyebrows never dissipated. It turned out that he had experienced so many heartbreaking things.

  Moreover, she was aware of the Sleeping Poison, as she had previously read about it in the library.

  Those who have been poisoned by the sleeping poison, if there is no antidote, can live for at most ten years. He just said that he was poisoned when he was ten years old and it has already been eight years now, so doesn't he still have two years to live?...

  At this thought, Han Xi's heart tightened.

  Why is it that this man before me is so good-looking, yet heaven treats him so unfairly, letting all the misfortunes fall on his shoulders?

  Thinking of this, Han Xi's nose turned sour and her eyes gradually welled up with tears. However, she endured it all along.

  Because she knew that what Zhen Mei Chen disliked the most was other people's sympathetic tears.

  So she endured it and chatted with him in a very ordinary tone.

  Although they haven't known each other for long, now they chat so easily, as if they were old friends who had known each other for over a decade. However, most of the time, it was Han Xing Tong who spoke, because she knew that this sleeping poison had always been entwining itself around this handsome man in front of her.

  As for the outside world, the man didn't know much, so she racked her brains and gathered many interesting things to tell Zhenxiang Chen, such as jokes and whatnot, making the man laugh nonstop.

  Looking at the gentle yet extremely weak smile on the man's face, it was so fleeting, as if it were a wisp of morning mist that would disappear instantly when exposed to sunlight. Han Xi's heart skipped a beat and her eyelids twitched involuntarily.

  She seemed to have sensed something vaguely, but she didn't dare think too much about it, and just kept accompanying the man, chatting and laughing.

  However, the cold feeling of holding her small hand was something she couldn't ignore, because it seemed that the large hand on hers grew colder with each passing second, and gradually, her own hand also became icy...

  Frozen stiff, heart, as if also chilled through...

  The tears that had been suppressed in the eyes finally fell down uncontrollably, like a burst dam, unable to be stopped.

  The warm tears on my lips tasted salty...

  And that guy's eyes were also tired, his vision was blurry, so he didn't notice the unusual expression on Han Xi Tong's face. He lay in bed, listening to the interesting things Han Xi Tong said, and his heart was filled with boundless longing.

  Since returning to the palace at the age of ten, his happy days never came, and the day he imagined reuniting with his biological parents was vastly different from what he had envisioned a million times.

  His mother hated him, his father didn't want to see him, even the nanny who loved him the most died that year. His whole world collapsed, and it was also that year that he completely locked himself in a corner where no one could see him. In that corner, there were only emptiness, loneliness, and desolation!

  From then on, no matter who it was, he didn't take it to heart anymore. Until the reappearance of this little woman in front of him made him feel warmth again, unfortunately, this warm feeling came too late and too short, before he had time to savor it, heaven would cruelly take it away!

  Although he was somewhat resentful and bitter in his heart, actually this was already enough. At least before he fell into a long sleep, he could still meet her...

  Thinking of this, Xuan Mei's mouth curled up, that smile was so happy, yet weak.

  After Han Xi Tong spoke for a long time, Xuan Mei Chen, who had been silent all along, finally opened her red lips and began to speak.

  "Xi Tong."

  "Huh?"

  "Leave tomorrow!"

  ……

  Baiyu Town is just a small town, but although it's small, it has everything.

  The snow was pure and white, the streets were piled high with snow, but despite this, those inns, wine shops, stores, and brothels were still doing a thriving business.

  The best inn in Baiyu Town is none other than the First Building of Baiyu!

  Because the White Feather First Building is located in the most prosperous area of White Feather Town, there are countless guests coming and going every day. The wine and dishes inside are also the most famous, although the price is not low, the daily business is booming.

  At this moment, the first floor hall of Baiyu's First Building was already packed with customers who came to consume. The seats were fully occupied and the atmosphere was lively.

  Even though it's the coldest winter month, the shopkeeper in the inn is busy to the point of sweating profusely and not stopping for a moment, only regretting that his parents didn't give him a few more legs when he was born. This is enough to prove how good the business is on the first floor.

  Compared with the crowded and noisy first floor lobby, the second floor VIP room is much quieter.

  Because the consumption of the first floor lobby and the second floor elegant room are different, compared to the mass consumption of the first floor, those who can go up to the second floor elegant room are naturally either rich or noble!

  At this moment, in a certain high-end room on the first floor...

  Light gauze curtains, pearl curtains hanging down to the ground, a blue stone floor covered with embroidered carpets, and on one side of the low cabinet, several potted plants are placed, adding a touch of vitality to the whole elegant room.

  A delicate copper incense burner, with a faint wisp of smoke, and the soothing musk fragrance filled the entire room.

  At this moment, two men were quietly playing chess on an intricately carved wooden chair by the window.

  The room was very quiet, with only the faint hum of noise from outside the street, and inside the room, there was only the soft but crisp sound of a child falling onto a jade plate.

  That carved wooden window was slightly ajar, and although it was only a tiny crack, it was enough to let the bright light from outside slant in. It also made the two men basking in the pure brilliance even more extraordinary!

  All that could be seen was a very young man holding the black token, he was about twenty years old, but his body exuded an aura of evil and darkness that did not match his age.

  He was wrapped in a mysterious black robe with a slightly tight upper body, which perfectly showcased the lines of his well-trained physique.

  His hands were extremely slender and white, with distinct joints, like sheep fat jade fingers paired with shiny black nails, as beautiful as the most beautiful artwork in an art gallery, stunningly beautiful!

  But what was most stunning was his exceptionally handsome face!

  Sword-like eyebrows sweep horizontally, eagle eyes are deep and profound, like the dark black of a thousand-year-old autumn pool. On the surface, it seems calm and unruffled, but inside, there is a bone-penetrating coldness that is eerily sinister!

  He was a young and handsome man, but that gloomy face of his seemed to always bear the aura of "no trespassing", aloof and superior, making people dare not approach him.

  At this moment, a black-clad man's slender fingers, as white as jade, gently placed the black piece on the chessboard, and immediately, his tightly pursed red lips slightly opened.

  "You lost."

  A low and hoarse voice, devoid of warmth, even colder than the bone-piercing chill of a winter month! Just like the feeling he gives people - cold, cruel and aloof!

  At this moment, sitting opposite the black-clad man was a purple-clad man of similar age.

  Upon hearing the black-clad man's words, the purple-clad man merely raised an eyebrow, not showing any signs of regret for losing. Instead, he smiled, a smile that was extremely soft and gentle, just like his person!

  The first impression is that he is handsome and gentle!

  A head of raven-black, fine and long hair was tied into a simple yet exquisite bun, with a Manjusha made from a purple gemstone embedded in the center.

  The carved flower window beside the man in purple was slightly ajar, allowing him to take in the sights and sounds of the street outside from the second floor, but those outside couldn't see inside.

  There was a faint light from outside the window that gently poured in, making the purple peony even more dazzling.

  Matched with that one exceptionally handsome face, it's absolutely a perfect match!

  Her face is as smooth as condensed milk, her thin lips are as red as blood. What's most captivating is that pair of enchanting and narrow black eyes! Those eyes glance around, seductively charming, even more so than a woman's!

  When a man grows up to be so charming, it really makes women look at themselves and sigh that they can't compare!

  He was dressed in a long, flowing purple robe that accentuated his slender build. The sleeves and hem of the garment were intricately embroidered with beautiful blood-red peonies. As he moved, the folds of the robe flowed like water, causing the crimson flowers to sway gently, creating an breathtaking sight.

  But this flower, although beautiful, is rarely known for its floral language.

  The red peony, its language is - bloody love!

  Purple wisteria, flower language is - horror!