In late winter and early spring, the land gradually comes back to life, and families are clearing the snowdrifts from the streets. The blazing sun peeks out from behind the clouds, adding warmth to those who have just experienced a winter snowstorm.

In the low-key and elegant mansion, Shen Zijun walked into a quiet courtyard and asked softly to the man resting next to the tree, "Wuqing, are you better?" I just went to the hospital to buy medicine for you, I'll boil it for you. ”

Luo Wuqing suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a woman's soft face, and she smiled slightly, "It's okay, don't you still believe me?" ”

Because of his injuries, it took too much time, and he still hasn't killed the person who should be killed.

Every time he didn't want to recuperate, Shen Zijun stopped him in time, and when he saw her worrying about himself, he felt that any medicine was warm.

"Jun'er, do you still have a headache lately?" He hadn't forgotten that she had been off the medicine for a long time, for fear that her headache would come back again.

"Nope."

In fact, she had a few headaches, but when she thought that he was still injured, she didn't want to tell him to worry him, she felt that she could bear it.

Luo Wuqing didn't seem to believe it, he opened the small brocade box on his body, took out the black pill inside and handed it to her, "Eat, don't be reckless." ”

Shen Zijun obediently ate it, a hot feeling enveloped her body, and she smiled comfortably, "I'm much better......

"Jun'er, you're not going to leave me, are you?"

"Of course not."

When the words fell, the man's lips pressed down, and Shen Zijun closed his eyes and let him kiss affectionately.

……

Naranhe stood on the shore of Yuehe Lake, the sun shining on him reflected his figure extremely dreamy and unreal, and the delicate painting boat stopped on the shore, but he was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery. Xuanyuan was going back to Xia after that, and Zhao Lansheng didn't know where to run, he didn't see anyone all day, and he was also in a panic.

"Our fifth prince is bored to the point of feeding the fish?"

Rong Yue's joking voice came, and she sat next to Naranhe on the shore, "Thinking about something troublesome again?" ”

"Annoying, I'm worried about when that woman will come and kill me!"

He was talking about Shen Zijun...... Senior sister?

"Wouldn't it be nice if she didn't come?"

Naranhe didn't speak, just quietly fed the fish jumping by the lake. He also wants to have a peaceful life like a fish, not like he is now on guard every day.

After a long time, he stood up and stretched, "Anyway, I'm free today, won't I go to see the martial arts test conference later?" ”

"Go, I'm just going to see Qian'er."

The annual martial arts test conference was held in Xinfuhai Square in the imperial capital, and many of the sons of the family or the students of the country were attended, attracting ordinary people to watch.

When he came to the martial arts test venue, Nalan He pulled Rong Yue to sit in the viewing seat, regardless of his status as a prince, and talked and laughed with Rong Yue.

Su Zhi, who was staring at Nalanhe in the audience, gritted her teeth angrily, and the handkerchief was twisted into a twist by her.

The Qin family fell, and the biggest backer she had managed to find was gone! The most hateful thing is that the evidence of the Qin family's violation is still reviewed by the Criminal Department, and as the daughter of the Shangshu of the Criminal Department, she is not to mention how depressed she is.

The Su family is very patriarchal, she is eager to convince other sons and young ladies to have a backer, but she didn't expect to see that Rong Yue, who looked an eyesore, was still so close to the fifth prince, which made her crazy with jealousy!

It was Rong Qian and Su Yun, the son of the Su family, who faced off against Taiwan, Su Zhining's eldest brother.

Rong Qian's foundation is not bad, but he lacks exercise, but fortunately, Su Yun is not a very strong opponent, so the two are fighting each other.

Naranhe couldn't help but yawn, "It's so boring! ”

"Their martial arts can only be seen, do you really think they can compete with you real masters!" Rong Yue sneered, and his eyes remained on Rong Qian's body without taking his eyes off.

She didn't know the martial arts of the master and senior brothers and sisters of the Holy Soul Palace, but Duanmu Yan was the strongest in her cognition.