In the past two years, Duanmu Youning has deliberately changed his voice when talking to outsiders, and it has reached the point of perfection, without the slightest flaw. The man in black couldn't help frowning, and he was also silent: "You are Ning You, the divine doctor who has been famous all over the world for the past two years?"

Duanmu Youning smiled indifferently, and gently held a handful of cold sweat: "The carving insect skill, I just want to try my best to cure the disease and save people, where can I be called famous and move the world? Your Excellency is inevitably exaggerating." But since you know my identity, there must be some incurable disease that cannot be cured?"

The man in black was silent for a moment, and then nodded: "Yes, please ask the divine doctor for guidance." ”

Duanmu Youning only felt an unprecedented pressure sweeping over, and he had to try his best to maintain his apparent calm, "What's the disease?"

The man in black lightly spit out a few words: "Acacia." ”

Duanmu Youning smiled at the corner of his lips: "Acacia?"

"Acacia," the man in black still repeated lightly, and at the same time forced a step, "Acacia has entered the bones, may I ask the divine doctor, how to solve it?"

Duanmu Youning slowly shook his head: "I'm sorry, lovesickness is a heart disease, and I can't get a doctor, please go and find the heart medicine by yourself." ”

The man in black stared at her eyes, and his gaze was as sharp as a blade: "I thought that you were my heart medicine, and my lovesickness was only cured by you." ”

Duanmu Youning almost couldn't help but run away, and his tone was cold: "Your Excellency broke into Xie Kezhai in the middle of the night, just to make fun of me? If there is nothing else, Your Excellency, please go back, and I will not send it far!"

The man in black looked at her silently for a moment, and suddenly sighed softly: "Still refuse to admit it?

Duanmu was stunned for a moment, and instinctively secretly guarded: "You...... What do you mean, and it's a sin to not cure your disease?"

The man in black smiled faintly: "If it really can't be cured, naturally there is none." If you can cure it but you don't have a heart, do you say you are guilty, or do you really not hear my voice, Youning?"

As he spoke, he actually gently ripped off the mask scarf, revealing a handsome face that was the best in the world, who was Dongling Guyun, the king of Zhan who had not been separated for two years?

In an instant, Duanmu Youning only felt a burst of blood surge, it can be said that new hatred and old hatred hit his heart together, so he was not uncomfortable! All the pain and torture he had endured in the past two years was all due to this man, and he actually came to her without shame to say something lovesick? Don't you think it's ridiculous?

Seeing that she was silent, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Dongling Guyun's lips: "What are you thinking? How to deny it, or how to disappear from front of me again?"

Duanmu You's eyes were cold, and he shook his head indifferently: "I don't know what Your Excellency is talking about, you recognize the wrong person." ”

"Really?" Dongling Guyun closed his eyes so that his frenzied heartbeat could return to normal as soon as possible, "Do you think that if you change your appearance and change your voice, I really won't recognize you?" ”

Duanmu Youning didn't expect her disguise technique to be able to hide from Dongling Guyun, even Suo Tianli could recognize her just by feeling, let alone the extremely intelligent King Zhan, otherwise she wouldn't have been sure again whether there was this person's name in the envoy group of the Yulin Kingdom. But Suo Tianli had clearly said that Dongling Guyun was not among the members of the envoy group, why did he suddenly appear?

lowered her eyelids, and when she spoke again, she had already resumed her original voice: "So what? Now that I am reincarnated as a human, I am no longer the original Duanmu Youning, so naturally you recognized the wrong person." ”

For Dongling Guyun, the moment he heard this voice, he almost burst into tears, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship God!

The scene of Duanmu Youning's ship being blown to pieces two years ago also became his nightmare, and the first few months kept him awake at night, life was worse than death!

In the following year or so, he became more reticent, and almost did not even show up in front of people, as if he wanted to escape the world, and even Donglin Chenyang was made the crown prince He was indifferent, which is easy to think of a sentence: mourning is greater than heart death.

But at this moment, the person who haunted his dreams actually appeared in front of him alive, how could he not be overjoyed? The next moment, he suddenly swept like lightning, and when Duanmu Youning reacted, he had been firmly pressed down on the bed, and they were already snorting at each other!

Duanmu Youning was very angry when he landed, and scolded sharply: "Let it go!"

"Youning!" Dongling Guyun suddenly softened, and the whole person lay on top of her, and there was a trace of choking in his voice, "Don't be afraid, I don't mean to be frivolous, I just want to tell you, I miss ......you very much."

As the king of Cham, he has always been proud, and this weakness that is never easily revealed is especially distressing. Duanmu Youning almost softened, and had to hide it with a sneer: "Miss me? Do you want me to help you ascend to the throne? It's a pity that the crown prince has been spent by another family, it's really a big irony!"

Dongling Guyun was silent for a moment, slowly lifted his face from her shoulder socket, looked at her cold eyes in a daze, and then sat up straight and sighed: "Youning, how much do you hate me?"

Duanmu stood up with an expressionless face: "I don't know." ”

"Unspeakable hatred?" Dongling Guyun smiled bitterly, "In this case, it is impossible for you to forgive me?"

Duanmu Youning glanced at him and didn't make a sound. Dongling Guyun got up and took out the bag from his arms: "You should still know this bag, right?" I will hand it over to you again now, and when I leave, you can take out the contents and take a look." If you still don't forgive me after reading it, I'll leave immediately, and I won't bother with it again. ”

Putting the bag on the bed, he turned and left: "If you decide to forgive me, put a pot of white chrysanthemums on the windowsill at this time tomorrow night." On the contrary, nothing!"

The room regained its tranquility, Duanmu was silent for a long time, and then went to light the candle, holding the bag in his hand and hesitating: Listening to Dongling Guyun's meaning, it seems that he has other difficulties, could it be that he did that day like that, is there really something worthy of forgiveness?

After a long time, she finally gritted her teeth and quickly untied the bag, only to find that it was nothing more than a piece of white silk, and the silk was densely covered with words. As her gaze moved line by line, the expression on her face was also changing dramatically, and she never imagined that Dongling Guyun was still carrying such a shocking secret!

If this is the case, it is only natural that he wants to be the emperor, and it is even more understandable that he hopes to use his abilities to achieve his goals.

After reading the last word, she slowly folded the white silk and put it back in the bag. Although the expression on his face had regained his calmness, the coldness in his eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only a faint tenderness.

On the second day, Jiang Mingyue didn't notice anything unusual when she came to serve, but she was keenly aware that Duanmu Youning seemed to have some changes, and asked her what happened, but she just shook her head, which made Jiang Mingyue curious.

Night falls.

On the windowsill was a pot of blooming chrysanthemums, but it was purple.

After a while, Dongling Guyun entered through the window, but there was a trace of helplessness between his eyebrows: "Either put Bai Ju or nothing, Youning, what do you mean?"

Duanmu Youning sat at the table and smiled faintly: "Purple is beautiful." ”

Dongling Guyun pursed his lips, and a faint surprise appeared in his eyes: "Are you laughing?

Duanmu Youning motioned for him to sit down, but looked at him without speaking, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart. Dongling Guyun obviously misunderstood what she meant, and the hope in his eyes instantly dimmed: "You ......"

"How dare you tell me such a big secret?" Duanmu Youning interrupted him gently, the coldness in his voice had dissipated unconsciously, "You're not afraid that I will take revenge for personal gain and complain to your father?"

"I'm afraid. Dongling Guyun nodded honestly, "But I'm even more afraid that you will continue to hate me." Originally, I was worried that this matter would be too widely implicated, and if I took the liberty of telling you that it would be easy to cause trouble, I wanted to bear your hatred and keep it a secret for the time being. But after you left, I realized that I couldn't afford it. ”

Duanmu looked at him quietly: "So you want to exchange your hardships for my forgiveness?"

"Yes. Dongling Guyun nodded again, "I just want you to know that I did have other difficulties in doing that at the beginning, but it is up to you to forgive me." After all, regardless of the cause, the result is irrevocable, and I did hurt you. ”

Duanmu was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "Mingyue once asked me that day, if I can try to forgive you." I said no way unless you had other intentions. ”

At this point, she paused for a moment. Dongling Guyun had already keenly grasped the point, and Deng Shiyi grabbed her hand: "Youning?!You mean you are willing to forgive me?!"

Looking at his face that suddenly became vivid because of joy, Duanmu Youning finally smiled gently: "I force you to tell all the secrets, if I don't understand, the sky will thunder." ”

"No!no!no!no!" Excited, Dongling Guyun fiercely hugged her in his arms, his arms tightened more and more, "It's my fault! I shouldn't use you for my own selfishness, even if the sky thunders, it should be my ......"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Duanmu Youning covered his mouth, "You don't want to be the emperor for your own selfishness, God has eyes, he watches it!"

"Hmm!" Dongling Guyun agreed softly, "Youning, don't move, okay?, let me hug you, just like that...... For the past two years, I've been dreaming of this moment!"

For a while, the two of them didn't care about talking, just hugged each other quietly, enjoying the joy of reunion.

For Dongling Guyun, he felt more and more that all this was like a dream, and after a long time, he spoke first, and there was a trace of apprehension in his voice: "Youning, do you really forgive me? Don't blame me for using you?"

Duanmu Youning smiled: "After reading the things in the bag, I realized that you never really wanted to use me. In the first place, I rescued from the fire, of course, because I knew that I had special abilities, but if I were an ordinary person, would you watch me being burned to death?"