Looking at Bai Wu in her hand, Leng Yi Yanyan could only sigh silently.

Maybe it's just because I'm too weak now, and now that I don't need to take medicine, I'll definitely be able to get better in the future!

Thinking of this, Leng Yi Yanyan cheered up again, reached out and stroked Bai Wu's sword body, and muttered to herself:

"Nothing, nothing, although I can't use you now, you're not useless.

Because you are not useless, you are taboo-free! So, you have to wait for me obediently, and now, you can barely be my crutch or an ornament!

In short, in the future, when I get better, you can shine again! ”

Leng Yi Yanyan said, rubbed Bai Wu with her face with a smile, and shook Bai Wu in the air a few times.

Under this dance, Leng Yi Yanyan felt a little out of breath again, and hurriedly put Bai Wu on the ground, really using Bai Wu as a crutch.

Wu Zi smirked, and Leng Yi Yanyan looked at Bai Wu again.

Speaking of which, the blood beech wood that made Baiwu was accidentally found in a pile of wood, and the person who gave her wood was Hu Si.

When the name Hu Si appeared in Leng Yi Yanyan's mind, she suddenly felt a tingling pain in her brain, and she couldn't even remember Hu Si's appearance.

The only vague words that can come to mind are sunshine, warmth, and laughter......

And even these words gradually became a little blurred, making her wonder if it was her own imagination.

Scratching her hair, Leng Yi Yanyan breathed a long sigh of relief, hung Bai Wu back to his original place, and slowly lay back on the bed to continue to rest.

At this time, there were many people in the palace who couldn't sleep.

In addition to Empress Feng, who is becoming more and more neurotic, and the palace people who are about to be driven crazy by her, the most difficult to sleep is Emperor Yongsheng.

Thinking that Leng Yi Yanyan was going to leave Shengjing the next day, and he didn't know when he would be able to see her in his life, Yongsheng was upset.

"It's a little long when our saint is in a daze today......" Father-in-law Ke Ran peeked at Yongsheng and whispered to Father-in-law Desheng.

Father-in-law Desheng pouted with a pink face and said in a milky voice: "That's not it?" It's not that you don't know, the cold girl is leaving, where does the saint still have the mind? ”

"Alas...... I think the saint just likes to make himself uncomfortable, and he goes directly to the palace, and everything is solved! ”

"That's not it, I look at the saint like this, I really wish I had as good kung fu as Lord Ye! directly tied up Miss Leng to accompany the saint! ”

The sound of the two whispering came into Yongsheng's ears, Yongsheng came back to his senses, coughed dryly twice, and said angrily:

"You two are getting lazy! Don't even have a sip of hot tea!? ”

Desheng's father-in-law hurriedly ran forward, reached out and touched the teacup, and said in surprise: "Your Majesty, this tea is hot......

"If I say it's cold, it's cold! You still have to fight with me, do you want to go to guard the emperor's mausoleum? Yongsheng's eyes widened, and he said fiercely.

Desheng's father-in-law hurriedly bowed down and showed a flattering smile: "Don't dare, don't dare!" Your Majesty, I'll go, I'll go! ”

Looking at the figure of Desheng's father-in-law running out in a hurry, the corners of Yongsheng's mouth showed a wry smile.

It is said that people go to tea and cool, maybe, it is good for her to leave.

She left, walked farther away, couldn't see, it was difficult to see, maybe the joy slowly faded, slowly forgotten.

Moreover, since her mind was only on the imperial uncle, her own pursuit was only to add to her troubles.

After a few tossing and turning, Yongsheng straightened his spirit and began to write.

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The time of the day and the night passed in a flash, and the sun was shining brightly, but the west wind was blowing.

The wind was very strong, and the dead leaves around it were hunting.

Inexplicably, it added a bit of gloomy atmosphere.

(End of chapter)