"Yi'er left early in the morning, and this will be eighty percent home." Concubine Yu took out a finger-high white jade vial from her sleeve: "This is Bingxue Youtan, take the size of a pearl every night before going to bed, and apply it to the wound with water...... Xiqing, that's how the prince explained, right? Alas, my memory seems to be getting worse lately......"

Xiqing smiled: "Yes, yes, Niangniang remembers it right, if it is my sister's business, Niangniang always remembers it most clearly." The prince also said that the effect of this ice and snow is peculiar, and within seven days, not only the injury will heal, but even the scar will not be visible. ”

Concubine Yu put the white jade bottle in Su Jinling's hand: "It's not that I won't keep you today, you have left Xueyang Palace for a day, so it's better to go back early." Just remember that everything is as usual......"

Su Jinling thanked her again, and Xiqing sent her out of the Autumn Palace.

"Jinling," when she arrived at the door, Xiqing suddenly stopped her: "I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

"Sister, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

"The injury under your ribs was caused by poisoning, and the poison was extremely vicious, if it wasn't for the prince's timely arrival, you would be ...... At that time, we were all scared half to death, and it was inconvenient to invite the imperial doctor to come, so it was the prince who personally expelled the poison and healed your injuries. The prince seems to have passed the poisonous gas because of this, and when he left in the morning, his face was so pale......"

Su Jinling couldn't help but touch the silk cloth wrapped under her ribs...... Hurt this, how did King Qingning drive the poison for her, should it be......

Xiqing saw her thoughts: "The prince is a righteous gentleman, my sister can rest assured!" ”

When she said this, it seemed to confirm what Su Jinling thought in her heart, and her expression couldn't help but become more and more embarrassed.

Xiqing looked at her deeply: "These things shouldn't have been told to you, but I think some things must be made clear, if you see the prince in the future, you really have to thank him, and it will not be in vain for the prince...... The grace of salvation. ”

"What my sister said is that my sister keeps it in mind."

Xiqing looked at her distant figure and sighed.

The bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused. The pale face, grim expression, and hateful gaze of King Qingning when he brought her back yesterday...... It was something she had never seen in the ten years she had served Concubine Yu. At the moment, everything is understood in the moment when I see this scene.

Not to mention how the prince exorcised poison and healed her wounds, it was just the low words that came from the inner hall in the dead of night...... But all those who know only a little bit of it, who are skeptical, who are confused, who are confused, also understand. It's just this Su Jinling, when will she understand the prince's intentions?

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Su Jinling first went back to Xueyang Palace.

Concubine Xian followed the southern tour, and only Yan Shun was guarded in the palace. Although the palace people still take turns, because the master is not there, they are somewhat slack. Yan Shun is not a harsh person, as long as everyone is not too excessive, he will not pursue it.

Seeing that Su Jinling was back, and she had received a report from the Qiu Yan Palace in advance, she didn't blame her, but she saw that her face was not good, and she touched her forehead and had a low fever, so she couldn't help but be anxious, Fang Xun said a few words, and immediately sent the little eunuch to the imperial dining room to grab medicine.

It was still Fan Yingbo who helped her decoct the medicine, served her to drink it, covered the quilt, and tiptoed out.

She slept in a daze, and in her dream, she only saw Yuwen Xuancang sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her hand, and saying to her, "I'm back......"

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the room was empty.

The sun shines brightly under the window, outlining a picture of cold plum and proud snow.

The body is still a little fluttery, but the spirit is much better, but the thirst is unbearable. So I got out of bed, poured a cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp.

Sitting in a daze in the chair for a moment, he raised his hand......

It was the hand that was clenched by Yuwen Xuancang in his dream......

How can it be so real? Is she so sick that she can't even tell the difference between reality and dreams?

She clenched her fists and stretched out......

She couldn't believe it was a dream, because there was still a feeling of swelling in her hand.

...... "The prince not only healed you, but also accompanied you all night. You burn so hard at night that you talk nonsense......"

I was shocked again, could it be ......

I couldn't sit still any longer, drank another cup of tea, and hurried out the door.

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In the afternoon of mid-spring, the sun was warm, and Su Jinling only walked for a while, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from her body.

Look up, and see Yuejuntai. Hesitate for a moment and climb the stairs.

The curtain swayed lightly, sending the fragrant breeze slowly, and the peach petals on the edge of the Zhiyu Pavilion were slightly over, scattered on the strings, and gently brushed off, moving the sound of the piano, clear Lingling.

There was a lacquered wooden locket on the side of the originally empty desk, and a peach petal was stubbornly clinging to it, driven by a curtain, and only leisurely turned.

She picked up the locket, hesitated, and opened it......

Inside is a pair of delicate tortoiseshell nails, haunting with a warm glow.

She bit her lip and picked one to put on her fingers...... Just suitable.

Wear your nails and play the piano so you don't hurt your hands.

This nail ...... Was it prepared by King Qingning?

For her?

She still had a low-grade fever, and her brain was confused, and she couldn't believe her guesses.

Maybe it's your own cranky thoughts, right?

Damn, how could she be so sentimental?

No, maybe it was because I hurt my hand that day, and I was afraid that I would stain his strings again...... Maybe I thought I would come here to play the piano...... Anyway, for a prince, it is not difficult to prepare a pair of tortoiseshell nails, and it may not be prepared for himself......

My heart was a little calm, but I saw a white slanting slant floating into my sight......

I turned back in fright, but the curtains danced lightly.

It was a little cold in the pavilion, she was still sick, and she couldn't help but shiver after only staying for a while. So he put the locket in place and walked down the stone steps.

Wear flowers and willows, blow the wind and shake the waves, and go all the way to the Jing* Xiangyuan.

The more I walked, the more I twisted my foot several times, but I couldn't care about the pain.

Xuan Cang, are you really back? Why do I think you were the one who was with me last night? Is it a hallucination? Still is......

Yuxiu Mountain sat with a touch of white, which was particularly dazzling in the afternoon sun.

"Xuan ......"

As soon as the words came out, I saw the white turn his head......

The refraction of the pond water rubbed the eyes that were half cold and half spring, as if there was a trace of gloomy flashing, and when she looked carefully, it was still full of spring.

"The slave and maid greet the prince, the prince is auspicious......"

Tan Shui refracted and wiped his narrow eyes again: "I remember that the fourth brother is not as amiable as me, why didn't he ask for peace when he saw him, but he wanted to say goodbye when he saw me?" ”

She was shocked, but she raised her eyes to his banter, and suddenly remembered that on the third day of March, the blind man touched the elephant, Yuwen Xuancang suddenly appeared, and the palace maids knelt on the ground, but she was the only one standing...... With such a contrast, will people peek into the secrets?

"Slave maid...... The slave maid wants to thank the prince for saving his life......"

Yuwen Xuanyi's eyes dimmed...... Is it about him? Resist this matter, in this way, the so-called life-saving grace is really nothing, or she is in her heart...... It's just a prince.

The corners of his lips were still curved: "In that case, what do you want to thank me?" ”

She was stunned.

Although Xie is to be thanked, he really didn't think about how to thank him, and now Fang Jue is just verbally saying that it is too insincere, but ......

"Slave maid...... How does the prince want the slave to be grateful? ”

At this moment, Fang Wan hated his "woman is virtuous if she is not talented" and did not seek to be motivated, always thinking about learning embroidery with Fan Yingbo, and always finding such and such excuses to delay......

"If you want me to say it, then whatever the conditions are?" His gaze was visibly narrow.

The corner of her eye jumped, should it make her ...... Make a promise, right?

Sins and sins, she began to be amorous again, Yuwen Xuanyi is a nobleman, a dragon and a phoenix, how can she be a little palace maid for her......

"In that case, I'll have to think about it......"

His tone was relaxed, and he stood up, tapped a jade flute on his waist with his hand, and paced slowly by the pool, but he really thought about it.

Her eyes followed the pair of sapphire blue dragon boots that went out to sea, and countless assumptions were already surging in her heart.

Suddenly, he held the jade flute and tapped it on his palm......

Her heart pounded.

"I really can't think of any good way to do it for a while, so it's better to ...... Owed first? ”

Her eyes widened in surprise...... Is there anything you owe for this? Is it not too late for a gentleman to repay his kindness for ten years? Yes, he saved her ten years ago, and now ten years have passed, and she has not reciprocated, and he will still mention it? Has he forgotten about it?

His gaze was still narrow, but still a little serious, and she couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"Since the prince said that he owes it, then ...... Owe it. She lowered her eyes.

Yuwen Xuanyi smiled in his eyes, looking at the fluttering long eyelashes, like butterfly wings fluttering slightly, making people want to see those watery eyes, to see if there was their own shadow in the clear......

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, he couldn't help but lift his eyelashes and peek, facing the pair of charming eyes...... It's full of spring.

Lowered his eyes in a panic, and after thinking about the matter in his heart for a long time, he rolled for a moment and finally slipped out of his lips: "The slave was very sick last night, and she was bothered to take care of the prince, I don't know if you disturbed the prince's sleep?" ”

This is a very untechnical sentence, both "care" and natural "disturb", presumably someone has said something to her, and he knows what she is worried about. This stupid girl can't even tell a lie so incompletely.

"Last night you were sick and groggy, and when you were fed medicine, you only shouted that the medicine was bitter and refused to drink it, and then you still pinched your nose and poured it in. You're so angry that you shout that you have a chance to take revenge on me......"

She looked at him suspiciously: "Really? ”

"It's true." He smiled earnestly.

So...... It's really her delusion.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but also a loss of ...... Xuan Cang really didn't come back......

"Slave maid...... Please forgive the king. She was embarrassed.

"Well, all the debts you owe." He smiled, but sighed in his heart, this girl is really easy to deceive.

He's not welcome, was he a loan shark in his last life? Do you want to talk to me about interest later? She thought to herself.

"Is the prince's body good?"