The tearing pain descended with a cold embrace.

She listened nervously as he called his name, and felt him hug her tightly.

Tears just slid down like this, but not because of pain.

"Don't be afraid, I'm ......"

His voice was so soft, so gentle, full of heartache and pity. His arms were so tight, and he was trembling from her pain.

"Don't be afraid, Jinling, I won't let you leave, I won't ......"

With him by his side, it really doesn't hurt so much. She lay quietly in his arms, feeling the inexplicable pain in her body scurrying around, they wanted to rush out of her body, but they could only roar angrily because of his protection.

He kept talking to her, but he couldn't remember what he said. Her consciousness was blurred from time to time, and she only heard his voice fall sporadically in her ears, only that he was worried that she would never return from a coma, so he tried to keep her awake.

Even with the White Jade Lotus, was he still so worried?

I don't know how long later, when her ears were filled with the sound of surging rain again, she gradually saw the face in front of her clearly.

Leng Rui's eyes were full of nervousness, and there was a horror she had never seen before. Seeing her look at herself, she burst into surprise.

In the distance, a voice passed through the rain curtain, calling her name, and it should be someone from the Pure Heart Temple looking for her.

He frowned and helped her to her feet.

"I'll send you back."

She shook her head.

He looked at her deeply, and his eyes were clouded with coldness again.

She knew that if he sent her back to the Pure Heart Palace, he would be asking the emperor to ask her back, and when she refused, he began to doubt her motives.

Sigh. In this way, does it show that he has a deep affection for himself?

The shouting got closer.

He turned around and walked into the woods.

When the figure disappeared into the dense forest, he threw a cold sentence: "Lose that thing!" ”

She noticed that she had been holding the wood carving in her hand.

She wanted to lose it, but she tried several times in the past few days, and once even threw it out of the wall, only to go around it the next moment and find it in the dense grass.

She also intends to bury it deeply, which is a kind of alternative preservation. But when she covered the wood carving little by little, she hesitated.

In the dark night, it was the clear eyes of King Qingning, no cold, no spring, no charm, just looked at her nervously...... "You, do you think it's not good-looking?" ”

Why don't you think it's good-looking?

This wood carving is very meticulously carved, the duck is less dull and soars like an eagle, and the woman on her back looks solemn but innocent, her dress is fluttering, the folds are clear, and even the hair is finely visible. It was her usual hairstyle, and even the silver hairpin did not fall.

Although it is wooden, it is smooth and moist like jade in the hand, and it is cool and comfortable.

How could she easily discard such an object that had taken a lot of thought?

After a few struggles, she finally put it in her treasure box, and at most she didn't take it out and fiddle with it.

It's not the first time that Yuwen Xuancang has caused an awkward quarrel between the two, Yuwen Xuancang obviously knows her intentions, why bother with such a trivial matter?

After that day, the two never met again, and there was no trace of him in the princes' greetings or deliberations in the Qingxin Palace. Do you not want to see her, or is it really an eye disease as the palace people say? She didn't want to think about it, although she was inevitably worried, and she also intended to ask Yuwen Xuanlang for the news, but Yuwen Xuanlang only smiled brightly at her turns, as if she didn't know.

And she understood.

She's never been a proactive person, and now she's in a daze.

Yuwen Xuanhuan seems to have been unimpressed by her long-term distraction, and always explains the beauty and profundity of the "Book of Songs" in a light and beautiful voice, and arranges her daily homework, even if she is hasty, she laughs at it.

The early autumn sun is a veil of golden thread, but in her eyes, no matter how bright the sun is, it is only painted with brilliant paleness.

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July 12, and Ming Yuan, riding and archery competition.

Early in the morning, the Qingxin Hall was busy.

The eunuchs and palace maids shuttled back and forth, and their excitement was beyond words.

In contrast, Su Jinling was much quieter, and after freshening up, she sat by the bookcase and painted red.

Yuwen Rongtian took advantage of his spare time to review the folds, and glanced at her from time to time.

She's been feeling down lately, and for some reason, when she thinks about it, it seems like she's been like this since she got drenched in the rain. Slightly infected with the cold, after taking two doses of medicine, there is no major problem, but the spirit has been sluggish. It was Xuan Zheng who went out that day...... He had heard about the entanglement between his precious son and her, but he didn't care much about it. After all, she is still a child, and she is the same age as Xuan Lang Xuanzheng, but if she is allowed to continue, it will be difficult to avoid being criticized, which is not conducive to her future development, and the girl's mind is ...... Looks like we're going to have to find a chance to mention the twins.

"Miss Jinling, aren't you ready yet? The emperor is already going to Heming Garden. ”

Wu Liuqi saw that everyone was full of interest, and there were a few palace maids who wanted him to go with him, only Su Jinling sat casually by the desk, ignoring all the excitement.

Su Jinling raised her head, her eyes did not fall, and she only said lightly: "The slave maid still has to complete the homework assigned by the prince." ”

Did this girl burn out her brain? If she doesn't go, the emperor is afraid that most of his interest will be lost.

subconsciously looked at the emperor, but saw that the emperor put an excerpt: "It's rare that Jinling works so hard, so don't bother her." ”

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked out of the door, and everyone hurriedly followed.

The hall fell silent at once.

Su Jinling stopped the elephant tube in his hand and looked out of the door unconsciously.

It is as if a very bright painting is embedded in a gold-inlaid and riveted frame, and there are silk curtains blowing from time to time, floating out of the real and illusory agility, as if walking into another world.

Her mind went blank at the painting, and time seemed to stand still, except for the intermittent sound of a copper leak in the corner of the room.

I don't know how long later, there was a sparse noise and sporadic cheers.

Before he could come back to his senses, a figure suddenly inserted into the painting, at first it was as if a fire had ignited a corner of the painting, and then it burst into flames, and then swallowed the whole picture.

Yuwen Xuanzheng, who was dressed in soft armor and was dressed as a hero, rushed into the hall viciously.

He had been preparing for this riding and archery competition for many days, just waiting to show his demeanor in front of Su Jinling, but when he arrived at the arena today, his eyes swept three times, and he didn't see her.

It's ridiculous, when did she work so hard? It's really picky.

He had already drawn the first group, and while the Praetorian Guards were still on the field, he hurried to the Qingxin Palace.

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Su Jinling was simply captured by Yuwen Xuanzheng and went to Mingyuan.

He Ming Garden covers a vast area, and although there are many spectators, it is only like a colored edge for this spacious venue.

In the exhibition of red and colorful flags, the corner of the palace fan canopy is the most conspicuous.

As soon as she entered the door, Yuwen Rongtian saw her, and smiled slightly, she had already expected things to develop like this.

Wu Liuqi naturally found out about her and hurriedly sent someone to take her over.

There are viewing platforms on three sides of Heming Garden, and there are heavily armed forbidden troops with guns and shields to strictly guard. The target is erected on the west side, the ground is set up with obstacles, and all kinds of objects are suspended in the air, which are light and small, dense, fluttering in the wind, and it is very beautiful.

Under the guidance of the palace people, Su Jinling walked towards the most majestic and tall viewing platform in the east, the Feilong Terrace.

She kept her head down, but she couldn't help but raise her eyes and quickly sweep them......

Sure enough, the second seat on the right side of the Wyvern Terrace was the man in the snow suit.

He wore a light robe, his black hair was like ink, and the sapphire on his eyebrows was dazzling, and his expression was even more cold.

There was a lot of noise around him, but he was as silent as an iceberg, but even if he was silent, he had a brilliance that was hard to ignore.

If you want to step on the Wyvern, you have to pass by him.

She approached him step by step, her heart beating faster and faster.

But he never looked at her, and she paid attention to his gaze at the willow branches that swayed lightly in the distance, and she was contemplative, not knowing what she was thinking.

Is it a real eye attack? Hope......

For the first time, for the first time, I was so ruthless, just to let my heart get some comfort.

The long eyelashes trembled, and slowly drooped, and Yu Guang glanced at Yuwen Xuanyi, who was surrounded by splendid Luo Qi, and looked over, his eyes seemed to be wrapped with a trace of worry.

"Aren't you working hard in the Pure Heart Temple? Why did you think about it again? ”

As soon as I heard this tone, I knew that it was the prince, but there seemed to be a little joy in the banter.

There was an unusually loud noise all around, and Su Jinling pretended not to hear it. Yuwen Xuansheng was not annoyed, Danfeng watched her step by step up the steps.

After greeting the emperor and Concubine Xian, Concubine Ru and others, he stood a little farther behind the emperor and looked at the field.

Is it intentional or unintentional? The snow-colored figure sitting as straight as a gun pierced her eyes from time to time, piercing her heart neither deep nor shallow.

The drums beat suddenly.

In the cheers, the corner doors on the north and south sides were wide open.

Yuwen Xuanzheng was dressed in crimson soft armor and rode out on horseback.

The fire dragon horse was really powerful, its whole body was fiery red, and its four hooves were snow-white. The body is light and vigorous, and the galloping is like a flame of snow.

Opposite is Hong Zhixuan, the eldest son of the secretary of the military department, who was the first in the martial arts last year. Dressed in silver soft armor with a black horse. The long mane flew like a cloud rolling during the run.

One is Xuanyu, the other is heroic, it can be said that there is no distinction between Xuan, and it is equal, just one stop in the field, it has attracted countless eyes.

Xu Muran reversed his cowardice in the past, and his carefully painted face was full of pride.

The two of them first went to the Flying Dragon Platform and dismounted to greet the emperor, and then hugged their fists politely as usual, Yuwen Xuanzheng looked at the Flying Dragon Platform, and his eyes fell on Su Jinling.

Su Jinling reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, he was happy, turned over and got on the horse, shouted, and rode his horse to prepare for battle in the distance.

The starters stood on a high shelf and waved a huge bright red embroidered golden dragon flag, and when the flag rested, the drums began to beat.