Shangguan Feng went to the court, and Shangguan Jingyu knew that his father would not come back on this day. Her marriage with the second prince will inevitably pass through her father's mouth and win the emperor's approval. Soon there will be a holy decree at the door, finalizing the auspicious day and choosing a day to complete the marriage.

Things are already like this, self-pity will not help, it is better to do your best to obey the destiny of heaven. Until then, she wants to finish what she didn't finish.

When I got up the next day, I came in from outside without makeup, and I looked like I hadn't slept all night last night.

Shangguan Jingyu smiled, "I'm not dying, I'm just getting married!" ”

"If it weren't for me, you could still put it off." Su Yan pursed his lips and handed her a set of clothes in his hand, "Put it on, senior brother promised to go to the Three Kings' Mansion today." The carriage will be waiting outside the back door, and you will go early and return early. ”

She nodded and changed her clothes.

The medicine boy's clothes, she wore them just right, "This dress ......"

"Make it to your size." Su Yan said, "Don't look at me, I don't have the ability." It was sent by the senior brother who ordered someone to do it, and it's none of my business. ”

Shangguan Jingyu frowned, how did he know his size.

Naturally, you can't take Furao with you when you go to the Three Kings' Mansion, so Shangguan Jingyu left Furao in Hongyu Pavilion. And the dumb flute will be handed over to the hibiscus, if there is something, you can blow the dumb flute, call the white pigeon to send a letter.

Out of the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was already a carriage waiting.

"There is something to eat, so I won't accompany you." Su Yan glanced at Shangguan Jingyu and sent her to the car, "Senior brother will send you back, and I will wait for you at the back door when the time comes." ”

Shangguan Jingyu nodded and stood beside the car and took a deep breath.

The curtain slowly opened, and there was a smiling and silent Joong-seok sitting inside.

As always, she looked indifferent, as always, and only smiled and gentlely at her.

The carriage staggered away, and she turned her head to look at Chongxi beside her, "Didn't you say that the third prince didn't want to see people?" Why did I meet you? ”

"Who doesn't want to live well? I don't want to see people because I feel hopeless in this life, because I am hopeless. Chongxi smiled, "However, if there is the slightest chance of recovery, he will not let it go." People are always greedy for life and afraid of death, and they are even more afraid of life than death. ”

Shangguan Jingyu nodded, his fingertips gently brushed his sleeves, "This dress fits perfectly, it must be ......."

"How can you make it to your size?" He smiled, "It's still a little older, and you're emaciated again." ”

She frowned slightly, "You and I have just met, why do you say that you are thin?" ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "I said, if you don't see each other for three years, it's been three years, so naturally you have to use another word." ”

She said, "Then if you see me more often in the future, don't you have to grow old quickly?" This is a great time, afraid that it will pass easily? ”

Hearing this, Chongxi looked at her fixedly, pulled his lips and smiled lightly, "I folded Shaohua for you, and I was also willing." ”

Shangguan Jingyu pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, "What nonsense!" I just said that people are greedy for life and afraid of death, why are you coaxing me with nonsense? ”

The carriage swayed, and no one spoke again.

She kept her head half-bowed, and he only stared at her face, smiling without saying a word.

*

In front of the gate of the Three Kings' Mansion, someone greeted them at the door early.

Chongxi sat in a wheelchair, and Shangguan Jingyu was dressed as a medicine boy and pushed him into the mansion.

Familiar corridors, familiar places, familiar feelings. But her heart hurt so much that it was suffocating, and her mood that she tried her best to calm down began to be endlessly magnificent again.

Xiao Dongli ......

His name, his face, all his words, all his memories, were tumbling in his head. She wanted to forget, but she couldn't. She wanted to caress away the one in the depths of her memory, but who could pull out her heart and press it back unscathed.

If the heart is lost, it is lost.

Whether it's love or hate, you can't get it back.

A dream in ten years, people are still there, the dream is broken early, and it is difficult for people to get out of the dream, what can I do?

Suddenly, a warm hand rested on the back of her hand. She lowered her eyebrows, and saw the man in the wheelchair half-sideways his face, a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, and his voice was soft and soft, "There is me." ”

She smiled and replied gently, "Okay." ”

But the heart trembled terribly.

I want to see each other but I am afraid to see each other.

Qingmo stood outside the door, not saying a word, just opening the door for them.

Shangguan Jingyu recognized Qingmo, but he didn't dare to stare at it. In his previous life, Qingmo followed Xiao Dongli to the south and the north, and was extremely loyal to Xiao Dongli. She also admires Qingmo very much.

The room was dim, and the windows were covered with heavy dark curtains, blocking out all light. There was only a faint lamp beside the bed, and it was a little dark.

She was puzzled, Xiao Dongli in her previous life loved to travel around and the feeling of walking in the sun.

How......

The door behind him was slowly closed by Qingmo.

He glanced at the two people in the room, frowned slightly, closed the door and left immediately.

The curtain of the bed hung lightly, and it was impossible to see if there was anyone in the darkness.

A clear sound of wheels sounded in the room, and a voice came from the curtain, "Who?" ”

The feather eyelashes rose suddenly, and Shangguan Jingyu stared at the slightly open bed curtain in horror. Her eyes had adapted to the darkness of the room, and she had been blind earlier, so she was used to the darkness.

She wanted to see but was afraid to see the once high-spirited man, who looked down and embarrassed.

"The grass people are heavy tin." Chongxi couldn't salute and let Shangguan Jingyu push him to the bed.

The curtain of the bed was finally lifted, and the people inside sat up slowly, turning their heads slowly. His gaze directly crossed Chongxi and fell on Shangguan Jingyu behind him. It was as if a nail had grown and never moved away.

Shangguan Jingyu half-bowed his head, not daring to meet Xiao Dongli's gaze, but just clenched the push handle of the wheelchair, which seemed to be embedded in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Dongli sat on the bed, his eyes stayed on Shangguan Jingyu's body, and he said in a slightly trembling voice, "You...... You're coming. After speaking, his voice was slightly cold, "You yourself are not good at doing, how can you cure me?" ”

Chongxi was indifferent, "If you don't try, how do you know it's not feasible?" ”

Shangguan Jingyu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he saw that Chongxi took out the needle bag from his sleeve, and the gold and silver needles in it were different in size and thickness.

"Look carefully." Joong-seok turned his head to look at her and smiled faintly.

She was stunned and nodded.

Seeing that she recognized the truth, Xiao Dongli actually smiled and swept away the haze between his eyebrows. Under the futon, both legs were numb and stiff. It looks good from the outside, but in fact, the blood has accumulated for a long time, causing the blood in both legs to be blocked, and it is impossible to walk.

She watched Chongxi pinpoint the various acupuncture points on Xiao Dongli's legs, carefully pricked the needle, and pricked a few inches under the skin, which was also clear to her. Which acupuncture point and what needle are carefully taught, as if she is really his little apprentice.

It took half an hour for her to see Chongxi straighten up with sweat on his head, and his face showed a little tiredness.

"Do you understand everything?" He asked.

Shangguan Jingyu came back to his senses, although he didn't understand what he meant, but he still nodded truthfully, "I understand." ”

He asked, "Do you remember?" ”

She nodded, "Remember." ”

Chongxi smiled, "That's good." ”