When passing by the Ruize Palace, Huangfu Xuan paused, and he didn't know if Xue Ling had woken up.

"Brother Xuan, do you have anything to deal with? You go and get busy first, I'll go over by myself, or just stay in the garden last time! "Sima Yu actually really wants to see Xue Ling, but if she says it directly, it will definitely cause trouble, I don't know if she still lives in Xue Xuan, and when Prince Xuan is busy, he can go and see her from afar.

"Oh, it's okay!" Only then did Huang Fuxuan remember that there was another person next to him, who was completely intoxicated with his thoughts just now, and was busy responding.

"Brother Xuan, why is there a little unwilling!" Sima Yu asked deliberately.

Unexpectedly, Huangfu Xuan sighed, and his voice was also weak: "Xue Ling's body is not as good as day by day, I am just thinking about accompanying her more, so that Brother Yu can see and laugh!" ”

"How's Xue Ling!" Sima Yu was anxious in his heart, blurted out, and hurriedly changed his words: "I'm asking, how is the princess's condition, is it serious?" ”

"Brother Yu cares about Xue Ling very much?" Listening to Xue Ling's name being called out of other people's mouths, Huangfu Xuan's words were a little sour.

"Brother Xuan, as a good brother, I just can't bear to see you look so depressed!" Sima Yu smiled heartily, looking very frank, but in fact, he was so nervous that he couldn't do it, don't cause unnecessary suspicion to Xue Ling.

Sima Yu's frankness dispelled some of Huangfu Xuan's suspicions, and secretly blamed himself for being too small-bellied.

"Brother Xuan is a loving wife!" Sima Yu seemed to be able to sense Huangfu Xuan's thoughts, so he just said this with a smile.

"Shame!" Huang Fuxuan smiled awkwardly.

"Then, can you let me go and meet my sister-in-law together?" Sima Yu was a little half-ridiculous and half-serious.

"Of course, after you left last time, Xue Ling still talked about you saying goodbye without saying goodbye, and I should be very happy to see you this time!" Huang Fuxuan completely let go of his guard and made a gesture of invitation.

Sima Yu was a little excited, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously, and walked to the front of the wing room with Huangfu Xuan, but still stopped: "Brother Xuan, I'm afraid it's not convenient for me to go in, let's wait outside!" ”

"That's fine!" Huang Fuxuan nodded and entered the house.

Sima Yu turned around and looked around, looking at the moonlit meadow not far away, and a hanging chair-like thing made of tree vines, this artistic conception couldn't help but make him think of what it would be like if Xue Ling sat on this hanging chair.

The hanging chair swayed gently, the breeze blew her soft green silk, the light gauze-like clothes fluttered in the wind, shaking her two little feet, and Xue Ling bloomed with a happy smile from the bottom of her heart.

That kind of high-spirited and unrestrained appearance, from a glimpse of three years ago, it seems that she has never seen it again, the last time we met, I always felt that she had something on her mind.

In the room, Xue Ling had already gotten up after Huangfu Xuan left just now, and when he saw him come in, he just looked at him coldly, and his face turned to the side, still with an unknown look, and he couldn't see the joy and sorrow.

"Xue Ling, you woke up, did you feel unwell?" Huang Fuxuan knew that it hurt her heart, and she didn't trust her that time, and her heart hurt so much, so he could fully understand this feeling, so he stepped forward to explain it to her.

"I'm fine, it's just that I don't feel comfortable when I see you!" Xue Ling calmly walked to the dresser.

The atmosphere in the room was so depressing that it made people panic, and Mei'er didn't dare to come out, just silently groomed Xue Ling, and Huangfu Xuan wanted to take the comb.

"You'd better not touch me!" Xue Ling's tone was still cold and without a trace of emotion.