If you think about it, you can't blame Fluttershy entirely, maybe she is not as good as Heyan. He is a prince, gentle and elegant. Does he look too fierce? So he doesn't like her? Thinking about it, the worried person scratches his head.

At these times in Pingzhou Mansion, in addition to official business, he was left in a daze and pondered, and the eunuchs accompanying him thought at first that he was worried about the case, but the case went smoothly. Although it was the first time for the prince to come out to do something, whether it was the momentum or the method, it was shocking and impressive. Progress has been made in a short period of time, why are you still so often worried?

Since he repelled the enemy army and the war subsided, he returned triumphantly, and it was glorious, but it was really uncomfortable for a military general to hold back in the palace all day, and he was eating, drinking, and sleeping all day long, and every new day was a repetition of yesterday.

If it weren't for her, he didn't know what the years to come would be if they were going by like this, day after day. If there is her, it is still somewhat interesting.

So he had already thought about it, and after he went back, he would find her to release his suspicions, she wanted to like anyone, and she didn't care about anyone in her heart, just don't ignore herself.

Thinking of her sad look, distressed look, stubborn look, and coquettish look, he didn't feel the corners of his lips raised.

Once in the mountains, she always raised her little chin slightly, pestering herself to ask this and that, like a little chatter!

"Sanshui, why did your father give you that name? Is there a shortage of water there?"

"You said you came from the south, it's so far from here, then you must have seen a lot of the world all the way, right?"

"Is it lively outside, is it fun?"

"My father and my brother hunted and sold it in towns and cities outside the mountains, but they wouldn't take me there. ”

"Can you tell me about the outside? After you're healed, can you take me out to have a look?"

"But I can only go secretly, if I come back late, my father and mother will know. Go in the morning, can you come back before the sun goes down?"

At that time, I was depressed and deliberately ignored her. She asked ten questions, answered her at most, and sometimes didn't answer a single one. I have never taken her out of the mountain, but listening to her nagging in my ear, my heart is extremely down-to-earth.

Thinking of this at this time, he was actually a little uncomfortable, this is retribution, he laughed at himself. Now I'm going to catch up with my fart. But she fell in love with someone else. What is this called?

Outside the mountain, what's so good outside the mountain? As soon as I came out, I was fascinated by Heyan. He thought hatefully. If you brought it out at that time, you may have known Heyan earlier.

Obviously, I liked her at that time? If you know her first, Heyan is the one who sticks in the way.

It's just that I didn't dare to accept my concern and throbbing for her at that time, and deliberately ignored her.

"Lord, drink tea. ”

When the Hunan skirt brought the tea, he saw Hetai standing in front of the window lattice, so he called out.

"Have you packed everything up?" asked Tsurutai with his usual cold face, turning around.

"It's all packed. ”

He walked from the window to the table and sat down, took a sip of tea, "King Ming Japan rode a horse first, and you and Master Su and Cui Li followed in the carriage." ”

She hurriedly said, "Xianghua wants to be with the prince, how can I do if the prince is not served?"

Hetai frowned, "It's enough to have Qingyu." ”

Qingyu is the eunuch of Haoyuezhai, and he came out to serve his master this time. Seeing that Hetai did not leave any room for him, Xiang Skirt pursed her lips and left a little lost.

Cui Li said that there are many herbs in the northern mountains, and a few days after Hetai arrived in Pingzhou, he actually chased after Xianghua with Xiangskirt.

He Tai didn't understand which of these two people was in mind. However, these days, Cui Li really went out early and returned late, or simply didn't return for a few days, and when he came back, he carried a basket of herbs on his back and buried himself in studying those herbs. He doesn't have to worry about them so much, and the most important thing is to be able to develop a medicine that works for Fluttershy as soon as possible.

The poison on Yu Die'er's body is what worries Hetai the most, although he tries not to reveal it in front of her on weekdays, it just doesn't want to increase the pressure on Yu Die'er, and it is always a thousand times better to be happy to see her as if she forgot about it, which is always a thousand times better than being sad and waiting for death.

At the dinner, the cups were changed, and the chips were staggered, and unconsciously, Hetai actually drank two more glasses.

Cui Li was picking up those herbs in the yard, all of which were dried in the daytime, and now he was picking them up and packing them into his bags. Xiang skirt stood on the side and talked to him.

"There are so many herbs, it is too cumbersome to carry a few big burdens. She said.

"These are rare good things, and some of them may not be bought with money. I hurt my legs to pick them up. Cui Li still lowered his head and sorted out the medicines.

"Are these herbs medicinal for the girl you mentioned?" I remember last time you said that a girl had been poisoned," she asked.

"Yes, what the prince explained, if I don't do my best, I don't have good fruit to eat, I can't make medicine, and the prince won't let me leave the capital. Cui Li said sullenly.

"The prince must be joking with you, and it is impossible for a doctor to cure any disease. Xiang Skirt was not worried about what Cui Li said.

"What you said is an ordinary healer, I, Cui Li, am the sect master of the Holy Doctor Sect, so naturally I will not be easily stumped. I'm so useless in your heart?" Cui Li stopped and argued. He was very disgusted with the Hunan skirt and looked down on himself.

Xiang Skirt had no intention of saying it, but seeing that he was inexplicably angry, she smiled and said, "Look at you, I can't say a word, okay, if I say something wrong, you will definitely be able to cure her." ”

While the two were talking, they saw their subordinates help Hetai into the courtyard gate. "The prince is back. Xiang Skirt said happily and hurriedly greeted her, Cui Li also stood up straight, looking at her back, unsettled.

Xiangskirt arrived in front of Hetai only to find that he had drunk too much, although he tried his best to stay awake, but his steps were unsteady, as if he was stepping on cotton.

She had never seen him drunk. The first is that the amount of alcohol is not bad, and the second is that he will always restrain himself from overdoing it, and the habits left when leading the troops will make mistakes when he is drunk. What's going on today?

At this time, he did not wear an official uniform, only civilian clothes, an azure robe, and a jade pendant around his waist, which was simple but could not hide his handsomeness and nobility. She reached out and grabbed him into the bedroom.

Heli helped Hetai to the bed, and she sent someone to fetch water for her face.

Xiang skirt is not Hetai's personal maidservant, only a subordinate. When she was a general, she was only a servant, and there was no palace maid or the like, so although she was a woman, she was only treated as a subordinate, and she was not wanted to serve her closely, but only called her when she was told something.

As for her occasional tea and water in front of him, it was just an excuse, but it was not her job. Xiang Skirt naturally knows it, so she only does it occasionally, and she is afraid of annoying him if she has more.

Although Hunan skirt has infinite admiration and love for Hetai, it is also her own wishful thinking, which is really intentional and ruthless.

She is also aware of this. Because Hetai has always been plain and indifferent to her, there is no difference, and even his eyes will not stay on her for long.

Therefore, Hetai in her eyes is indifferent and arrogant, and her every move has an innate nobility, which makes people not offend or dare to offend.

If he hadn't been drunk today, she wouldn't have dared to pick it up, let alone look at him carefully.

But in such a state, she is unstoppably in love with him, even if it is just to follow and be a minion.

Now the prince who is high in her heart is so close to her eyes, slightly closed eyes and shallow sleep, thick eyelashes like birds' wings, indifferent face with tired tiredness, this is Hetai, but it is a Hetai who she is completely unfamiliar with, now he looks no majesty, no indifference, no unattainable, no gentleness and laughter, just so quiet, and seems to show a little vulnerability.

Vulnerable, she didn't know how such a word came up, but she really felt that.

The servant brought the washing water, and she first wrung the half-wet towel and wiped it on his face first, and then completely wrung out the towel when it was soaked a second time, and wiped the water stains on his face. It was the first time for her to serve someone like this, and she was also the man she admired in her heart, and her heart was like a little rabbit fluttering, both shy and happy.

I wanted him to sleep more comfortably, so I trembled and stretched out my hand, untied his coat for him, and as the robe faded, a scroll fell to the ground, she picked it up and placed it at the head of the bed.

Because she found that she seemed to have seen this scroll before, and once when she reported something, she saw that the prince was holding it in his hand, and now she was suddenly curious to see what it was?

As the scroll unfolded, a small statue of a young girl leaped onto the page. Pink face and peach cheeks, eyebrows like horizontal smoke and emerald, and as tender as smoke and rain, slightly upturned lips are not smiling but also like smiling, youthful, like the petals of the first bloom.

The beautiful face of the dust is called the national color, and the girl's eyes are very spiritual, clear as a spring, as if she is staring at herself. The slightly raised chin is naughty and stubborn.

Looking at this portrait, somehow, Xiang's skirt's heart skipped a beat.

I always thought that I was very good-looking, but the girl in this portrait is much more beautiful than myself?

Who is she? Could she be one of the prince's ladies? It must be very pleasing to be able to carry the portrait in his arms, but I have never heard a word from his mouth, and it is impossible for him to never reveal half a point after a few years of fighting abroad.

She was also sure that she didn't know her when she came back to the capital, because when she was on the border, she once saw this painting scroll at Hetai, but she didn't know that it was a painting at the time, let alone a portrait of a woman. I just thought it was some important book or something, or a celebrity calligraphy and painting.

It turns out that he is indifferent, and he will do such affectionate things, paint portraits of his beloved, and never leave his side every day. She felt her heart stirred deeply, painful and sour.

It's no wonder that the prince turned a blind eye to himself, he had seen such a beautiful woman, how could he get into the eyes of his ordinary appearance.

She endured the sourness in her heart and covered Hetai with a brocade quilt. She glanced at him greedily a few times, then took the portrait and went to Cui Li, she wanted to ask, who is this woman? She thought that Cui Li had entered the palace, she should have seen a few little ladies of the prince, right? Although it is not beneficial for her to know the answer, but Xiang Skirt is now like she is confused and wants to know.

The courtyard was empty, Cui Li seemed to have returned to the room, and Xiang Skirt didn't care much, so she went straight to his residence.