In the past three years, because of the lingering sickbed, so that the senses that had been very keen in the past have weakened a lot, but now the body is much better, and the subtle movements seem to be able to be perceived, and the moment she pushed the window, she could feel that there were people in this courtyard, and in this world, there are people who can have such good light skills, and they can disappear in an instant, I am afraid that he is the only one.

With a "bang", Yan Yu immediately closed the window, leaned against the window, and his body slowly slid down, and the heart that seemed to have been silent for a long time jumped up.

It's him.

Yan Yu's eyes were red, and he lifted his lips self-deprecatingly: "Yan Yu, why are you still so unproductive." ”

Just for such a man, dying once and hurting for three years, isn't it enough?

Feng Junqian paced steps, walking on the empty street, at this time in the middle of the night, the street has long been deserted, in the past, this street, he also took her through, she loves to be lively, but now she locks herself in that small courtyard, unable to get out an inch.

The moment she stabbed her in the heart, he really didn't ask for anything, as long as she lived, lived well, even if he couldn't appear in front of her, even if it was just in the middle of the night, it was enough to look at the light in her window.

Inside the Qixia Palace.

Feng Junqian picked up the wine glass and drank it all, leaning lazily on the soft couch, but his voice was cold: "You said that Miao Yuxuan refused the family affairs arranged by the family again?" ”

Ruyi's scalp was a little numb: "Yes." ”

"I remember, he was as diligent as ever in and out of Mingyuan, how long did he stay last time?"

"Almost····· An hour······"

The wine glass in Feng Junqian's hand was crushed with a "bang", and the broken porcelain piece hurt his hand and shed blood.

"An hour." Feng Junqian muttered, clearly sneering, but sour.

He knows every move of Ming Yuan well, and Miao Yuxuan is also very clear about Yan Yu's thoughts.

In the past three years, the person he has been most jealous of is Miao Yuxuan.

He couldn't even show his face once, lest he would make her emotional and hurt herself, but this person could go in and out at any time and appear in front of her at any time.

An hour, what does she need to say to him for an hour? Need him to stay for an hour?

Ruyi hurriedly said: "Miss Qin is recuperating in the garden all the year round, and she is not allowed to go out once, so she is naturally depressed, this Young Master Miao goes, and she can still talk to her, and when she is a boredom reliever, she will naturally stay longer." ”

Ruyi is still very caring.

Feng Junqian's face did not improve by half a point.

Yiren on the side frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, let the slave maid let the imperial doctor bandage Your Majesty's hand." ”

"It doesn't matter." Feng Junqian casually wrapped a handkerchief in his hand.

Yiren and Ruyi glanced at each other, and finally continued: "Your Majesty's right hand has been seriously injured, injured the meridians, and can't even hold the sword, if you don't pay attention like this·······"

Feng Junqian swept over with a cold eye, it was pleasant, and he didn't dare to continue, so he could only bow his head with a pale face.

"Get out."

"Yes." Ruyi and Yiren stepped back together.

Feng Junqian looked at his bloodied right hand at this time, and lifted his lips coldly.

Yiren Ruyi retreated outside, and his face was sad: "Your Majesty's hand, three years ago, was so seriously injured, the meridians were injured, and now I can't hold the sword, I can only use my left hand, how can I be negligent now?" ”