Shui Yue followed the breath and saw that it was Ye Xuanchen who entered the courtyard with slightly hurried steps. The emotion on Ye Xuanchen's face was still indifferent, but the color on his face looked a little bad. Meng Ziyi's high fever lasted all night and he didn't wake up, I'm afraid he was really in a hurry, right?

Ye Xuanchen walked straight towards the bed as in the hall. When he saw Shi An applying needles to Meng Ziyi, he paused his footsteps one meter away from the bed. His brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't open his mouth to disturb Shi An's treatment.

After half a pillar of incense, Shi An finally finished applying all the silver needles and withdrew his hand. Ye Xuanchen saw that Shi An didn't have the action to hold the needle, so he opened his mouth in a light tone.

"How is she?"

Shi An stood up, took the towel handed by the maid and wiped the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Two hours later, if she wakes up, she'll be safe. If you can't wake up, you will return to the western heavens. ”

Shi An's expression was indifferent, and his tone was also indifferent. I don't hear that he is talking about something that is closely related to a person's life, as if he is telling what the weather is like today.

However, after listening to Shi An's words, Ye Xuanchen's expression was stunned, and his gaze at Shi An became a little dangerous.

"Shi An, this is not the answer I want."

Shi An calmly put the towel in his hand back into the tray of the maid beside him, still keeping his head down and never looking at Ye Xuanchen.

"Your Majesty, Shi An is just a mortal, and he has no art to return to heaven. Dream Girl's life and death can only be left to fate. ”

Ye Xuanchen's frowning brows seemed to sink a little deeper, and his gaze at Shi An flashed faintly. The tone of the mouth sounded calm, but it was a hint of coldness.

"Shi An, you are really a quack."

Shi An suddenly smiled, and Junxiu's face instantly added a bit of brilliance because of this slightly evoked smile. Shui Yue looked at Shi An at this time, and suddenly there was a moment of stunnedness. She has never seen Shi An smile? It turns out that this man is not bad, not inferior to those handsome immortals above the heavenly court, although there is always a little gap in temperament.

"Your Majesty, you have a golden mouth. Didn't you say a long time ago that Shi An was a quack? Since the emperor said so. Naturally, the minister can only do this. ”

After Shi An finished speaking, he turned around and picked up the medicine box on the stool, put it on his back and bent slightly towards Ye Xuanchen.

"There is no place for Shi An here, so Shi An will retire first. The emperor is safe. ”

After speaking. Shi An didn't wait for Ye Xuanchen to have any reaction. He walked out the door. Ye Xuanchen stood in place and his expression did not change. His gaze didn't move for half a minute. He has long been accustomed to Shi An's attitude, and he has long been unable to fluctuate his emotions because of Shi An's sarcasm.

Ye Xuanchen looked at the dream purple clothes on the bed, behind the purple veil. Meng Ziyi lay there quietly. Meng Ziyi's clothes were thin, and the brocade quilt on her body was only covered under her collarbone. The silver needles on the body were densely packed and clearly visible.

Feeling Meng Ziyi's slightly weak but very steady breathing, Ye Xuanchen's heart relaxed slightly.

In two hours, she'll be fine.

Ye Xuanchen took a step to the bed, sat at the position of Shi An's needle just now, and quietly looked at the familiar face with his eyes closed. At this time, his heart was a little confused, she was so similar to her, that he sometimes really thought she was the woman, but his reason clearly told him that she was not.

Meng Ziyi is already dead, and he saw it with his own eyes.

But why does he always feel inexplicably distressed whenever he sees her weak side and injured side? I always feel that she is the dream purple clothes, although she is by his side, she is so ethereal.

Ye Xuanchen will be momentarily confused, in his heart, does he really like this dream purple clothes in front of him now, or just treat her as a substitute and don't want to lose it again?

The tightly furrowed brows never let go, and Shui Yue felt that Ye Xuanchen's chaotic emotions had not stopped since he entered the door. The look in her eyes flashed slightly, and there were bursts of inexplicable feelings in her heart.

Ye Xuanchen ...... to Dream Purple Is it really too affectionate? If so...... Where did he put her?

No...... This is not what she should be worried about, what she should be worried about now is that Wakaba Xuanchen really has feelings for Meng Ziyi, and Meng Ziyi is really the mysterious enemy behind it...... The consequences would be unimaginable. Ye Xuanchen was kept in the dark, and Meng Ziyi would pose a threat to his safety at any time. If Ye Xuanchen couldn't tell the difference because of his emotions, then his crisis would be a little deeper.

At this moment, Shui Yue felt the aroma in the incense burner gradually fade, afraid that the herbs were about to burn out. If the smell of vanilla disappears, then her breath will also become obvious, so she still took advantage of the vanilla smell before it faded, and hurried to open here, while dreaming of purple clothes to notice.

Thinking of this, Shui Yue in the incense burner left the courtyard of Meng Ziyi. When she reappeared, she had already returned to Ye Xuanchen's bedroom.

Ye Xuanchen has been guarding in front of Meng Ziyi's bed, and the chaotic thoughts in his heart have made him unable to sort out his emotions. But as a generation of emperors, there should not be any emotional ties, especially the private feelings of children. Emotions can be a weakness for anyone, let alone the king of a country. But at present, his feelings for Shui Yue are very clear, and he can't deceive himself.

But for Dream Purple Clothes...... He shouldn't have had any other thoughts. No matter what kind of way he started, he shouldn't have special feelings for Meng Ziyi.

Since he wasn't sure what kind of affection he had for Meng Ziyi, he didn't think about it anymore, maybe one day, when the fog lifted, he would be able to see it clearly. Now, as long as Meng Ziyi is safe and sound, it is good to wake up safely.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuanchen's eyes brightened a little, and he stood up and looked at the palace maid standing beside him.

"Two hours later, whether the dream girl wakes up or not, she will send someone to the 'imperial study' to say hello."

"The slave obeys."

After the palace maid knelt on the ground and answered, Ye Xuanchen raised his steps and walked towards the door.

His footsteps unconsciously walked towards the location of the dormitory, and when he stood in front of the gate of the dormitory, he paused, and his heart paused slightly. I don't know what Shui Yue is doing now, has she eaten well, rested well, and hasn't seen him for a day, but does she miss him?

Ye Xuanchen walked into the door quickly, and when he walked through the front hall into the back hall, he saw Shui Yue sitting on a chair in front of the window in a daze. (To be continued......)