Yin Suwen was in poor health, and after his condition had just stabilized, he was not allowed to make an appointment with the visitors. In fact, it can be regarded as a little selfishness in his heart, and those people with different intentions all have different dangerous atmospheres in his opinion, and he is afraid of putting Yin Suwen in such danger again.

Leng Qiushui came again, and when Yin Suwen was asleep, he looked at her haggard appearance through the veil, and his eyes couldn't help but feel distressed and sad. Although he didn't say much, when he looked back, he looked back at Xinche, who had been stationed beside him, but sighed helplessly. In her opinion, it was not Yin Suwen's savior, but another whirlpool abyss that could not be crossed.

She considers herself an indifferent person who doesn't like to meddle in things, except for Yin Suwen. A man who died until the last moment of his coma did not let go of the sleeves of his shirt that was clutched in his hand, and a blood-stained white robe looked like he was desperately guarding at any time, and the emotions that could not be concealed were all things that could not be allowed to exist in this deep palace. Leng Qiushui felt that he should be kind enough to remind something, and when the words came to his mouth, he felt that it was all in vain for a while.

Leng Qiushui has been in the palace for a long time, and he has been thinking about the problem more carefully than Xinche, although he couldn't point out his worries, he still thoughtfully replaced a palace person close to him to be responsible for serving Yin Suwen closely, and the rest of the palace people were all arranged in the outer hall to be responsible for daily chores.

The maid is smart, and she never says a word of nonsense when she does things well, and she will be relieved when she takes care of her. Although he has prepared a low mound, which is easy to move, he still chooses to meditate most of the time. It is convenient for Yin Suwen to find himself as soon as he opens his eyes.

It was an ordinary and peaceful night, Yin Suwen had already fallen asleep, but the voice of the maid arguing in a whisper came into her ears. There seemed to be a man's voice in the outer hall for a while, and after thinking about it for a while, Xin Che decided to check it out in person.

The one who had a dispute with the maid was a little eunuch who came alone, and the two were in a stalemate across the half-hidden temple door.

"Amitabha, but the Queen Mother ordered you to come?"

Xin Che's first sentence was to the little eunuch by the door, coming late at night and wearing this dress naturally would not be sent by the harem concubines, and if it was the emperor's will, he would not only appoint an unknown little eunuch.

The little eunuch replied "yes" and stopped arguing with the maid. The maid was a little embarrassed for a while.

"It's not the same time it used to be. The master still needs to be careful. Most of the Queen Mother's will was directly conveyed by Aunt Cui, and this little eunuch was so angry that he couldn't even take out a decent token, and he couldn't just let him enter the house in the middle of the night. ”

The maid has always been cautious, and she has been instructed by Leng Qiushui. Yin Suwen is quite attentive. At this time, the slightest wind and grass will be vigilant. I was anxious for a while, and my words were quite unpleasant. Just suspected that the little eunuch was intentionally trying to murder Yin Suwen, the little eunuch rolled his eyes helplessly, and suppressed his urge to reach out and hit someone. muttered unhappily, but looked at the opposite side of Xinche.

Xin Che's face did not change and he watched the two of them communicate with each other in a sound or silence, and finally politely comforted the maid.

"It's okay, it's enough for the poor monk to be here, and the female benefactor should go down and rest early."

The maid reluctantly retreated, and when she looked up, she saw that the little eunuch was still stunned and looked at her without moving, and smiled politely before performing the usual namaste.

"Amitabha, good, good. Presumably, Your Excellency is Lord Li. ”

"Heh, you have a good eye."

Li Xiuming raised her eyebrows and smiled, and the first thing she did with disgust was to take off the extremely ugly hat on her head first. It's not a loss to turn around, it's a vain surrender, it's a return of courtesy.

"Tell me, you and I don't know each other, how did you recognize my son."

Li Xiuming sneaked into the palace at noon, and waited until late at night before daring to change the clothes of the inner eunuch and secretly came to Ningyuan Garden. During the day, he was worried about Yin Suwen who couldn't eat or drink, but at this moment, he was unceremoniously sitting at the table and picking food, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. Xinche didn't mind, and walked to the table to pour him a cup of new tea at just the right temperature.

"Master Li Shi came alone in the form of a palace man, but he didn't mention the wind lantern, so naturally someone escorted him; When he entered the door, his body was unstable, his eyebrows and eyes were flying wildly, but his back was straight, his temper was not small, and he did not have the appearance of a waiter who groveled and lowered his eyebrows; The palace people are not allowed to use incense without permission, and the inner servants will not have such a rare fragrance as a rich son. It's not that palace people can go straight to the palace forbidden, and they are naturally not ordinary people. ”

Xin Che said three reasons in a row, and he didn't hurry or slow to take care of it, Li Xiuming pouted and admitted it, but he still didn't show mercy.

"There's a little bit of cleverness, but I don't see it, I'm still not like you!"

Li Xiuming naturally hated Xin Che, and since he found out about the unusual affection between Yin Suwen and Xin Che, he had a lot of hostility towards this monk he had never met.

Half of his fruit was gnawed and thrown back into the copper plate at will, still with a lazy young master's temper, his words and actions were not polite, his heart was calm and his face was peaceful, but he didn't care, he only pointed to the inner hall and whispered.

"Already slept, everything was fine. Also, thank you. ”

If it weren't for Li Xiuming's handwritten letter sent to Yunju Temple a few days ago, he wouldn't have known that Yin Suwen was in trouble and rushed to the rescue, if he was late for a while and a half at that time, I was afraid that heaven and man would be separated forever, which was something he didn't dare to imagine until now. Therefore, this sentence of gratitude is not what the abbot of Yunju Temple said in his heart, but only out of personal heart.

"Hmph, what this son saved is his sweetheart, what does it have to do with you, thank you here."

Li Xiuming said a word of "sweetheart" for the first time, not to Yin Suqing, but in front of Xinche, a little arrogant and a little unwilling, all eager to make a name for himself, and then added it softly.

"Of course, I still have to thank you for your timely help, so that she won't suffer any more."

"Poor monks do their best, and there is no need to say thanks."

Two men with different identities both said a word of thanks, one to express love, one to keep a promise, one said hate, one was polite, and finally they all turned into a little helpless smile.

"She never mentioned you, but she can't forget you the most. As for me, that's all I can do. ”

"I know."

Li Xiuming was most afraid that Yin Suwen would take the initiative to mention the monk in Yunju Temple one day, afraid that they would not be able to meet them forever, but the only thing she could do when she really knew that she was dying was to send Xinche to her side.

Love is beautiful, and it should let all those who are contaminated with it know warmth. (To be continued.) )