He put his left hand on his right hand, and then changed his right hand to his left hand, back and forth, which could stop the trembling of his fingertips, but he couldn't stop his heart.

Meng Zhaoyan looked up at her, as if she hadn't looked at him so directly since he said that, and at this moment, it seemed so precious and cruel.

He smiled, it was no more gorgeous than the spring flowers, and the starlight in his eyes finally dimmed.

Meng Zhaoyan covered his hands with long sleeves, and those rather stupid movements did not make Song Huaci look at them.

For a while, it was quiet for a while, and it was so long that the Song Painting Temple almost forgot the time, she didn't know much about her heart, like a mist in the middle of the mountain in her chest, hazy, more blurred than before, but the sadness on Meng Zhaoyan's face, she saw it clearly.

I want to stretch out my hand, but I don't know whether to cover my own eyes or his eyes.

I don't know if I want to be out of sight, or let him, don't be sad.

Meng Zhaoyan took the first step, he got a little closer, reached out and gently grabbed the loosely tied strip around her neck, his eyebrows were so light that he couldn't see clearly, and said, "The wind is up, go back to the house." ”

If it really started, the flowers and leaves were swaying, and there was a sassy sound, and the broken hair on her forehead followed.

Song Huaci nodded, dodged his hand that was still in the air, walked around the table and chairs towards the pavilion, the wind blew the plain veil around the pavilion, and blew up her long robe that fell to the ground, Song Huaci stopped walking, turned around and asked, "Don't you go?" ”

Meng Zhaoyan was still in place, no longer smiling, but also gentle, "No, I'll sit down for a while and finish reading the book, it's only a few pages." ”

Song Huaci was distraught, nodded indiscriminately, and walked away.

The sunset moon is far away, but it can also be seen clearly, seeing the Song Painting Temple walking towards the house, she immediately stepped forward to follow, the Song Painting Temple returned to the inner hall, her body gradually warmed, took off her cloak, and held it in her hand as if there was a cold breath on Meng Zhaoyan's body, she was stunned, and forcibly threw her thoughts away.

When Xiyue saw her undressing, she asked, "The princess wants to take a nap?" ”

"No," Song Huaci shook his head, "You go to the pharmacy and bring my medical book, and I'll take a look at it, it's also a way to kill time." ”

When Xiyue heard this, she smiled and said, "The princess can't watch it." ”

"Why?"

"If the princess sees it, and there are no medicinal materials to try at hand, she will be anxious, and she will be anxious to find medicinal materials, and if she finds the prince, she will definitely not let her, and the princess will definitely be angry with the prince because of this......"

went back and forth, but it was impossible to get rid of the word "prince".

Song Huaci waved his hand, "My good Xiyue, don't mention it again, you go and get it, I promise not to itch your hands." ”

Xiyue smiled even deeper, she just used her courage to tease the princess, and she didn't dare to be really disrespectful, so she said: "The princess ordered, Xiyue didn't dare to disobey, the princess waited." ”

"Okay."

The setting moon quietly left, and the Song Painting Temple sat on the table, rubbing the edge of the empty cup with his fingers, looking at a wall of candles, and couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

The sky was a little dark, Meng Zhaoyan watched the Song Painting Ancestral Hall enter the house, and then the windows everywhere showed shadows, and he could see a trace of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall faintly appearing on the window paper, which made people unable to see it thoroughly.

In the middle of the night, the sky was getting dark quickly, Meng Zhaoyan made a gesture, and the dark guard appeared like a shadow.

"Tell Zhou Zhun that tomorrow the court will help me more."

After speaking, Meng Zhaoyan waved his hand, and the secret guard disappeared out of thin air.

On Zhou Zhun's house, a piece of paper suddenly fell in front of the case.

After reading it, Zhou Zhun crossed a trace of clarity in his eyes, and then put a thin piece of paper with his two fingers, put it in the fire, and disappeared completely.

Meng Zhaoyan helped the broken leaf that fell on his leg, slowly slid the wheelchair, and entered the house.

When Song Huaci saw Meng Zhaoyan enter the house, Fang gathered his thoughts, maybe Fang Cai said it thoroughly, but now he has no intention of hiding from him.

Meng Zhaoyan was still downright and generous, only to see him change into his cool coat through the screen, and then said: "Go to the canteen, someone should call, I have already ordered you to cook your favorite dishes tonight." ”

Song Huaci hummed and said, "I'll wait for Xiyue, she helped me get something, and she hasn't come back yet, so it should take a while." ”

"With you."

The two sides were speechless.

The housekeeper followed Xiyue into the house, and the housekeeper spoke first, "Lord, princess, dinner is ready." ”

"How's the wind going outside?"

"The wind from the afternoon is getting stronger now."

Meng Zhaoyan nodded and said, "Ask someone to prepare dinner at the Huiyan Pavilion." ”

"Yes."

"Xiwan Pavilion, don't fall behind."

"Yes."

The housekeeper took a few steps back, turned around and left, and Xiyue put the book in his hand on the table, and said to the Song Painting Temple: "Princess, the book you wanted, Xiyue brought it to you." ”

Meng Zhaoyan's ears moved and asked, "What book?" ”

Xiyue knew that the prince would ask, and the answer was prepared, "The princess was bored in the house and wanted to get some books to pass the time, so she asked the slave maid to go to the pharmacy to bring these medical books." ”

Meng Zhaoyan really frowned, and said to the Song Painting Ancestral Hall on the side: "If you want to read books, there are thousands of books waiting for you to turn over in the palace study, so these medical books will be put aside for the time being, and if you go back to what books you want to read, ask Xiyue to find them." ”

When Song Huaci heard that something was wrong, he hurriedly said: "I'm just looking, looking here, I don't go to the pharmacy, I don't go to the pharmacy, I don't go to get any medicinal powder, and nothing will happen if I see!" ”

"Nope."

"Meng Zhaoyan."

"If you say no, you can't, it's not too late to watch it when you're all right. Also, you are studying medicine, not poison, and you can't look at poison in the future. ”

The words were undeniably tough, and Song Huaci knew that Meng Zhaoyan cared about himself, so he didn't refute it anymore, and what he said was reasonable.

"I understand," Song Huaci looked over, "I only have one life, and I cherish my life, you don't have to take care of me like this, I can take care of myself." ”

When Xiyue heard this, she only felt that the princess was unhappy with Meng Zhaoyan's training.

But Meng Zhaoyan knew the details, he didn't care, his fingers touched the rim of the cup, added a glass of water for himself, took a sip, and said lightly: "Yes." ”

I saw her today, she was leaving step by step, he seemed to be moving forward, but he was losing and retreating.

She didn't know that the royal incident easily took people's lives, and she didn't know that people would fall into the abyss as soon as they raised their heads, and she didn't know how many eyes stared at the palace that seemed to be heavily guarded, and she could see it through.

That's not afraid, he protects her life, the road danger is flat for her, Yuyuan fills for her, with him Meng Zhaoyan for a day, there will be her Song Painting Temple, a day of joy.

The housekeeper's movements were also fast, and the two dishes were filled with dishes and sent immediately, and the Song Painting Temple glanced at it, and indeed saw that what Meng Zhaoyan said was all the dishes she liked to eat.

In fact, Song Huaci is not a picky eater, but Meng Zhaoyan wrote down which dishes added a few more chopsticks, and from this point of view, he really has a heart.

At night, the Song Painting Temple held the medical book, and after Meng Zhaoyan fell asleep for a while, he took off the loose cloak, put down the curtain and fell asleep.

The bed is big, and the four people sleeping side by side are not too crowded, the two are far apart, but the night is quiet, and they can also feel each other's breathing, Song Huaci knows that Meng Zhaoyan is not asleep, and he can't sleep for a while.

"Meng Zhaoyan."

"How?"

"When I was at my sister's place today, I heard someone screaming outside, saying that you ...... someone"

Meng Zhaoyan smiled when he spoke, and said, "I know what you said, there are people in the palace who ignore the rules, and I can't kill chickens and monkeys?" ”

"That's too cruel......"

"Cruel? It's just a few screams, a pot of chicken blood, what's the cruelty? ”

"Chicken blood?"

"yes, chicken blood."

The two were silent, and after a moment, two laughs were whispered.