Of course, they didn't know that Jing Liukite was indeed dead. It's just that what's even more resentful is that there is a Su Kui who is even more difficult than Jingliu Kite.

How could Su Kui, who came with a mission, die easily because of an illness, so after a month of recuperation behind closed doors, Su Kui was finally able to walk on the ground.

It's just that the soup and water have been poured down for nearly a month, not to mention adding a few catties of meat, the person has become thin like a piece of paper, his cheeks are deeply sunken, and the injured forehead that day has not been treated in time, leaving a purple-red scar the size of two fingers.

At this time, it was the middle of winter outside, and the heavy snow was falling all day long, Su Kui's current fragile body could not withstand the slightest cold wind, so she simply hid in the warm pavilion and closed her door.

Changle Palace is extremely luxuriously decorated, and a few palace lamps are lit in the warm pavilion to illuminate the entire hall of gold. Su Kui was dazzling, and beckoned Yingluo to turn off the lights, leaving only a palace lamp with golden peonies hanging far away. She slouched lazily in her fur coat, and the snow-white fluff wrapped her so that only one of her heads was exposed. The incense burner on the table was filled with sandalwood, and the smoke drifted away like a cloud, and she half-closed her eyes in a trance, and her pale appearance seemed to be able to dissolve with the smoke.

Nan Xuange has been recuperating since he arrived in Changle Palace some time ago, and later he recovered and has not seen Su Kui because he is seriously ill, so it can be said that although they are in the same palace, they have not seen each other for a month.

He spent a lot of energy trying to adapt to a completely different life from before, in Changle Palace, the food was fine, the accommodation was comfortable, and the palace people were even more considerate and humble. After the present days, when I look back at the past, I am shocked to realize that in the same palace, there is a difference between heaven and hell.

Hearing the news that Su Kui was finally able to get up today, he could no longer resist the urge to see her, and ran desperately.

When the palace people outside saw that it was him, they didn't dare to stop the princess when they thought of his intentions for him, so they were only slightly stunned, and then bowed down and let him out.

The warm pavilion is very quiet, the ground is paved with a dragon, as soon as you walk in, you are surrounded by a warm and dry atmosphere. Nan Xuange turned his head and looked around, there were gauze curtains hanging all around, and in the haze, he could vaguely see a delicate half-lying figure behind him.

He froze and hesitated. It's the last step, but Nan Xuange is obviously hesitant.

He still remembered that when Su Kui went to visit him a month ago, his attitude towards her could be said to be extremely vicious. In the back, he almost always choked with her. Now that she has been able to get out of the court thanks to her, I wonder if she will hold a grudge in her heart because of his previous attitude towards her-

Thinking of being hated by Su Kui like this, he actually felt that his heart was clenched by the invisible big hands, and his feet seemed to have roots, and he couldn't move.

Yingluo was pinching Su Kui's cold legs, turning her head and accidentally glimpsing a blurry figure outside, thinking that the master had instructed that outsiders were not allowed to come in and disturb, so she asked out loud: "Who is outside?" ”

"Ahh......h

"The Nine Emperors?"

"Xuange?"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, Yingluo's voice was louder, but Nan Xuange could clearly distinguish the other thin gossamer, the voice from Su Kui.

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