"Got it, miss. We won't forget. By the way, Uncle Yin also informed the past, and he said that he would follow us tomorrow, and he would only meet Miss when he knew about the land of Ganchun. "Silver Candle does things very reassuring to the cold painting screen.

"Okay, how is Autumn Light?" Leng Huaping asked.

"It's all right." Silver Candle was a little afraid to look at the cold painting screen, "But Qiuguang also wants to go with Miss, you see ......"

"No need, let you stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion and watch for me, sometimes write to me in time for major events." Leng Huaping commanded.

"Yes, the slave will talk to Qiuguang."

After the silver candle and silver snow were cleaned up, Leng Huaping asked them to hurry back and rest, after all, they would leave early tomorrow morning.

And in the dead of night, with the sound of the breeze, Leng Huaping got out of bed. Although his body is still a little weak, it is not that he can't stand up.

Leng Huaping took out the scroll of paintings she often read, "If only you knew the truth." ”

"What the truth knows!"

Originally, the cold painting screen was talking to himself, but he didn't want anyone to answer, and the frightened cold painting screen folded the painting in half to prevent people from seeing it, so he turned his head to look at the origin of the sound.

"You...... How did you end up here! ”

Leng Huaping looked at the person in front of him in surprise, his face was haggard, as if he hadn't slept well for several days, and his eyes were dark. There is also a lot of stubble around the chin, which makes Xiao Jiuzhong even more masculine, and his melancholy gaze is as deep as the sea surrounding the cold painting screen, as if to melt her into this soft wave.

"I just wanted to come and see you before leaving, but I didn't expect you to wake up!" Xiao Jiuzhong wanted to step forward happily, but when he thought of what Liu Chongyan said, he stopped deeply, "Are you okay?" ”

Leng Huaping lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Xiao Jiuzhong, how should she explain the fact that she was awake, after all, she was also so poisoned, wasn't she?

Two people have their own thoughts, but they can't guess what the other person thinks.

"I ...... Very good! Leng Huaping could only say that Xiao Jiuzhong's question was answered.

"Then you ......" Xiao Jiuzhong was hesitant, and he didn't even know what to say for a while.

He wanted to ask what the relationship between her and Liu Chongyan was, but in the end he was too scared to speak.

"You're not going on the march?"

"You're going to the land of Ganchun?"

Both of them were embarrassed if they didn't open their mouths, and this opening was another burst of embarrassment.

"Holy Decree, I have to go."

"Holy Decree, I have to go."

This time they answered each other's questions in unison.

Forehead......

"It's good that you wake up, I've been worried about how you're going to go to the land of Ganchun when you're unconscious."

"Hmmm......"

Leng Huaping secretly glanced at Xiao Jiuzhong, but saw that he was also twisted.

"Then will you march tomorrow?"

"Uh-huh......!"

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

"Where are you marching?"

As long as Leng Huaping thinks about what he said so decisively, he is naturally embarrassed now, but thinking about Xiao Jiuzhong, who came to see her, maybe that sentence has been invalidated.

"Southwest border, Kangjing Wang's army." Xiao Jiuzhong answered truthfully, but he looked at the cold painting screen with a reluctant face.

Because they all know that the southwest border and the land of Ganchun are two directions.

It's the opposite of each other, and after tonight, I'm afraid it's hard to say goodbye.

Why do you have to be so twisted and unpresentable, you should just say what you have to say!