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When divination stepped into a room with only faint candlelight, he was greeted by a guqin placed on a long table in the corner, a bronze mirror placed on a wooden dresser, and a messy table with Bu Yao, jade hairpins, and jade bracelets, all of which were priceless treasures.

It can be seen that their owners have taken them off their bodies, and they are in a bit of a hurry.

On a boxy table, there was also a white ceramic porcelain cup, in which there was half an unfinished flower tea, and in the brown incense burner, the burning incense exuded a faint fragrance of osmanthus.

On a soft and delicate carved wooden bed with a purple veil hanging, Princess Ji Rui's face was flushed, lying peacefully and quietly on the bed, covered with a light-colored brocade quilt.

The divination took another look at the room, it was too dark, and he took out a night pearl the size of a fist and placed it gently on the dresser, so as to illuminate the room and not stab the eyes of the person on the bed.

Walking to the bed, the divination stretched out his hand uneasily, put it on his mother's forehead, it was very hot, and took out his mother's right hand from the quilt, lifted a sleeve, and put a pulse of peace for his mother.

The divination probed the pulse and the clues were quite stable, and he lost his mind for a moment, and then pulled the corners of his mouth a little helplessly, and the high fever did not go away, which was a bit troublesome.

Looking at the sleeping mother bitterly, he put down a piece of sleeve that he had raised, and gently put the hot hand back into the quilt.

If the mother was awake at this time, these eyes must have carried ardent expectations, and the eyebrows must have been mixed with deep longing and a faint sadness.

Picking up a long silver hair on the pillow, the divination heart turned a thousand times, the mother must be worried every day, and there is already a silver thread.

Closing his eyes, the silver wire was tightly packed, and he earnestly said to Qingyue, who was following closely behind:

"Aunt Qing, if your mother is unwell in the future, remember to tell me in time." Thinking about it sourly, after coming back for so long, he didn't care about his mother well, shook his head, and said in frustration: "Forget it, I don't blame you, it's my negligence, ignoring my mother, and I don't even know that my mother is sick." ”

Qingyue felt sorry for the young man who was suffering at a young age, and the smart and clever little master, and said respectfully: "It was the slave who didn't take good care of the princess, which made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince worried." ”

The divination carefully put the corners of the quilt in his armpits, stood up and commanded with a cold eyebrow: "Now is not the time to talk about this, you should step back first, I will accompany my mother here." ”

Until the sound of closing the door sounded, the footsteps were far away, and the divination raised the master, the true qi had not yet been revealed, and was blocked back.

"Ji Bu Hexagram!"

A helpless male voice stunned the divination, glanced at the person listlessly, and then prepared to raise his hand, Qianqianyu's hand was tightly dragged by a steely hand, and he didn't move, lifted, or didn't move, the divination shook his sleeves, didn't shake it off, and said in annoyance:

"Jun Nianchen, what do you want to do, let go, this is my mother's room, you don't want to go out quickly."

"I still want to ask what you want to do, do you know how much effort I wasted to repair most of your heart and lungs, are you using cultivation now, do you want my hard work in the past few days to be in vain?" Jun Nianchen worked hard, took the gloomy look of divination and took a step back, preventing the divination from doing this stupid act, benefiting others and harming himself.

The divination is stubborn and doesn't look at Jun Nianchen, her mother has protected her since she was a child, and now that she has grown up, she is happy to be able to do what she can for her mother.

She is still young, if she can heal her mother with a little injury, it is scarred, and she is willing to divination.

The night pearl emitted a shining brilliance, shining on the white face of the divination, and lost Jun Nianchen's heart, he always knew that her appearance was alluring, and he always knew that she looked unruly, like a gentleman, with a flamboyant tongue, but he just fell in love with her for no reason.

Jun Nianchen understands that those are just appearances, and now he has a deeper understanding of her other side, competitive, indeed kind, and he can't see that she has created murder on her, like a good person.

The hand of the divination was dragged, and he couldn't shake it off, and he didn't dare to shout loudly, so he could only lose his temper at Jun Nianchen and reproach in a low voice:

"You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, that's my mother, do you want me to watch my mother suffer."

Jun Nianchen looked at the person in front of him and raised his eyebrows at him, he was very angry, and pinched his waist fiercely, not only was he not angry, but he also had a sense of freshness.

He forgot how long it had been, no one had spoken coldly in front of him, and basically he was trembling when he saw him, but she dared to break those conventions again and again, and he acquiesced.

It is because she can lose her temper unscrupulously in front of him, regardless of whether she is right or wrong, because he allows it, and she makes him have two extreme emotions: happiness and anger.

Jun Nianchen rubbed the head of the divination, a little confused, whether she had been pretending to be a man for a long time, so she forgot that she was a woman, and she would not do something that a girl would do, other girls would be coquettish and cute, why didn't she have that kind of awareness.

In this case, as long as she says a few good words, she is coquettish, or as long as she mentions it, he will help her, why do not do anything, and do it herself!

Sighing deeply, Jun Nianchen asked melancholy:

"Divination, what do you think of me?"

The divination looked puzzled, what did he mean by this, could it be that he was also hacked outside today.

Seeing that he still had no intention of letting go, the divination searched for feasible methods in his brain, and pondered using some extraordinary means so that Jun Nianchen could let go and not hinder himself here.

Bu Gua took Jun Nianchen's hand and looked at it, the slender hand was very white, like a good-looking jade, I don't know if it will ruin such a good pair of hands if he takes a bite, if he delays it any longer, she will really bite him, rolled her eyes, and said very angrily:

"What can I think of you, besides people, can I use such a big living person as a pillar like you?"

Not to mention, at this moment, Bu Gu really hopes to hinder his Jun Nianchen, and now he is a pillar, at least he will not get in the way in front of her and prevent her from dissipating heat for her mother.

Jun Nianchen looked at the disliked eyes of the divination, and understood that the divination was not very pleasing to him now, because he blocked what she was going to do, even so, Jun Nianchen couldn't help but want to ask her:

"What I'm saying is, what do you think of me as yours, does it mean that I have nothing to do with you except that I am a person? So when you encounter something, you have never thought about it, nor have you thought of looking for me, but you can hurt yourself, and you don't want to find me to share a thing or two for you. ”