Qing Xuan looked at these old things, and couldn't help but think of Helan praying for his ex-fiancée. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 🔥 How important is she in his heart?

Although this woman has been an ancient woman for many years, she also knows in her heart that because she is gone, the person who stayed in Helan Qiyou's heart has become eternal, and the person who remains by his side is within reach, and it is difficult to compare to the dream that the woman who passed away will never fade in his heart.

After thinking about it so much, she was surprised to realize that Helan Qiyou had entered a very important position in her heart, which made her a little trance-like.

They didn't know each other for long, she married him, and the days with him were even shorter. So why? Because she lost her body, she also lost her heart?

"Put things in their place, don't let him see it." Her throat was a little dry, and her voice was unusually deep.

She disguised the old things she had seen of him, just as she wanted to hide her feelings for him.

Before dinner, Helan Qiyou sent someone to spread the word, he didn't come back for dinner, but Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, everything has been going on lately, and she has a longer time to settle her thoughts.

Taking out the map of the Tang Dynasty that she had always carried with her, and taking out the booklet she had been recording along the road, she drew small maps of the water and land routes between Hailong Valley and Wuxi, as well as the places that Helan Qiyou took her to every stop, and carefully wrote down the footnotes.

While Helan had not yet returned, she then drew the route from Wuxi to Suzhou and Hangzhou one by one.

In fact, she has been silently paying attention to the itinerary, and nothing has been left behind along the way. While on the ship, she happily consulted the helmsman and the navigator about shipping, and everyone knew that she was a young lady, and they all knew and said everything. After this period of experience in the boat, she noticed that she could easily discern the direction in the sea, and the various movements on the boat, the changes in the wind and clouds on the rivers and seas, even if she was in the cabin, she could feel it.

Such an ability is clearly the blood cry of the Dragon Prince's grandson, and she is about to return to the East China Sea, the birthplace of the Qinglong Clan.

"Miss... Miss... My uncle is back..."

Hearing Zixuan shouting at her a little too loudly, she hurriedly hid the booklet, leaving only the map of the Tang Dynasty given by Helan Qiyou and the scenery of Taihu Lake that she had painted at random before.

When Helan Qiyou came in, he paid special attention to her, and seemed to be a little suspicious of Zixuan's strange shouting just now. She deliberately lowered her head to paint, and she could also feel his burning gaze.

When Qing Xuan looked up, she found that there was a smile hidden on his lips, but her gaze was deliberately cold.

Sensing acutely to her coldness, he sensed that something was wrong, and his eyes swept the room, and in a moment he caught sight of the old box that shouldn't still be in the bedroom.

In vain, he sent people to spread the word many times, and deliberately stayed on the ship for one more night, and instructed his subordinates to clean up the room. As a result, no one dared to touch his box, perhaps because he had told him not to move it under any circumstances. The steward did not know what he meant, and thought that no matter how he packed it, the box could not be moved.

Walking behind Qing Lan in three or two steps, he reached out to hug her waist, Qing Lan was a little stiff, but he didn't push him away. She still has a brush in her hand, and her drawings are not yet finished.

"Madame upset?" He spoke in her ear, which made her ears itch a little, so she turned her head to avoid him, and quickly added a few more strokes to complete a sunset over Taihu Lake.

Helan Qiyou looked at her painting seriously, and her eyes shone brightly.